The bell on Tianquan Peak was like a reminder, and the Yuyang Dao people tried their best to restrain the fear in their hearts, although it was useless, his back was already soaked in cold sweat, and he was wet and greasy, but at least in the eyes of people, he was calm.

The two sides symbolically bowed, and the Yuyang Dao people couldn't hold back the turbulent mood, and took the lead in making a move, if they fell into passivity, I am afraid that there would be no room to fight back.

With a wave of his hand, the ring ruler in his hand slashed away like a long knife, and rushed towards the enemy a hundred feet away with the power of a solemn and cold judgment.

The ghost face calmly looked at the ruling sword qi that came quickly in the distance, such as the wave of the sea and the sky attending the volume, it can indeed be regarded as amazing, although the limbs of the Yuyang Dao people in the previous battle were damaged, and the Dao heart was also shaken, even the 'Nine Commandments' Jade Jian was also defiled by him, but the loss of strength was not large, this ruling sword qi is still powerful, but it has lost the justice that the 'ruling' should have, and there is only one kind of ferocity and madness in the sword intent, which has fallen down, and the ring ruler has no edge, so it can only be ' Zheng's victory, losing this essence, this ruling sword qi is no longer to be feared, and it is not even a peerless study of Tianlu Peak, and it cannot threaten him at all.

The ghost phase held the banner in one hand and hung down at his side with the other, until the sword qi approached in front of him, then he raised his hand, and his five fingers were clenched, and the entire void was suddenly filled with a viscous cold qi like water.

The aura in the small world began to wither rapidly, like a cold winter.

The ruling sword qi slashed into the cold aura, and it also melted and disintegrated one after another, without the slightest resistance.

The people of Yuyang Dao were extremely panicked, and they could pretend to be calm before, but now they had exposed the fear in their hearts, and their whole face had turned into the color of paper, white and bloodless.

Looking at the oncoming cold air current, he felt like an ant in the snow, and he could die at any time in this kind of slaughter similar to the harsh winter, and he had already buried fear in his heart. How can you fight back?

There are constantly heart-numbing sounds such as crying and laughter in my ears, and there is an eerie fog barrier in front of me, and I only feel that there are figures dangling in them, even cruising around me.

The Yuyang Daoist was tortured almost crazy, like a drowning man struggling with a straw, waving the ring ruler in his hand desperately, making a whining sound, it seemed that he had tried his best, but the sword qi formed was faintly pitiful, only a few zhang long. For this gloomy aura that stretches for hundreds of feet like the tide of the sea, it has no meaning at all, and it is even difficult to affect it, just a vain consumption of one's own strength.

When they saw this scene, everyone couldn't help but sigh, it was only a matter of time before the Yuyang Dao people were defeated.

The ghost Taoist didn't rush to make a move, he stood in the distance with an indifferent face, and the black ghost flag in his hand moved without wind, making a hunting sound. He saw a miserable glow from the pair of ghost eyes above the flag, and a gray mist appeared everywhere he looked, and this duel seemed to be effortless for him. It's just a casual play, and it wasn't until this moment that everyone present had a relatively clear understanding of the strength of the ghost appearance, and those previous prejudices disappeared. Although the strength of the Yuyang Daoist was greatly damaged in the previous duel, the realm was not shaken, and he was still a master in the late stage of the Qi Xing Zhou Tian Realm. But the ghost believed that he was cornered by his hands, and even the struggle seemed pale and weak.

Although this duel is not over, the victory and defeat are already clear, and everyone is not so nervous, and their thoughts are scattered, and they also think of a person invariably.

The opponent of the ghost phase in the previous round was Zhang Qian of the Flame Hell Peak, but there was no fight between the two, and the ghost phase admitted defeat on his own, so how strong is this peak master who is the youngest and least experienced in the history of Xiaowei Mountain.

I can't help but look forward to this, the ghost can beat the Yuyang Daoist in the late stage of the Zhou Tian realm without the power to fight back, and the strength should be said to be almost the same as the Jindan Immortal, and Zhang Qian is still above him, what kind of realm is this, everyone feels dry when they think of this, and they are looking forward to it, and they have no interest in this unsuspenseful duel in front of them, even if the appearance of the Yuyang Daoist who is now hysterical and struggling like a trapped beast is very relieving, no one wants to take a second look, and the voice of the deacon Daoist attracted everyone to the No. 1 platform- Fang Xizhi of Tianquan Peak advocated diving against Flame Hell Peak, a strong duel that made people feel cramped in their breath.

"Sometimes it's not a bad thing for people to be self-aware, it's not a shame for me to admit defeat in front of Zhang Qian, and those who don't know the sky and the earth are the most ridiculous!"

The ghost minister was also extremely interested in the duel between Zhang Qian and Fang Xizhi, so he didn't want to waste time on the Yuyang Daoist, so he said coldly, and then the ghost flag in his hand was raised, and it was pointed out like a spear, and a huge ghost claw tore through the mist and slammed towards the Yuyang Daoist.

There was a loud bang, like a hammer breaking a drum.

The Yuyang Daoist has now been tortured and delirious, and the ghost claw has no reaction to the coming face, still waving the ring ruler like crazy, the white Taoist robe on his body is windless, and the spirit treasure still wants to protect the lord in times of crisis, but how can the power of this ghost fairy in the ghost banner be resisted by ordinary spirit treasures? The face was beaten to pieces, pieces of broken floc flew like butterflies, and the body of the Yuyang Daoist was also caught by this ghost claw, like a frog, and the two eyeballs were raised high, which made him have no room to struggle, and the ghost had no intention of taking his life, a cold ghost qi seeped into his body, disintegrating his last trace of resistance, and his whole person suddenly fainted.

Then he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and casually threw him to the ground, and the power of the Infinite Immortal Palace sent him out of the small world.

The heavenly bell rang, the victory was announced, the ghost had no intention of staying, this victory was nothing for him to be proud of, and hurried to the No. 1 platform, Zhang Qian and Fang Xizhi had already entered the small world and were saluting each other.

"Good thing I didn't miss it. The ghosts were huddled in the crowd, their eyes glowing, and they were even more excited than when they went on the field to face off against the Yuyang Dao people.

It's just that the two people on the stage seem to stay out of the matter and are not in a hurry to make a move.

"I know that I am not your opponent, and I don't dare to challenge rashly, but being able to fight against a strong person like you is a rare opportunity for me, and I can learn a lot of useful things from it, so I will not retreat without a fight in this duel, I only hope that Brother Zhang can show mercy. Fang Xizhi clasped his hands into fists, and very respectfully bowed to Zhang Qian, bending down very deeply, not the etiquette between opponents, but treating Zhang Qian as a teacher, Zhang Qian knew his mind, so respectful also showed his sincerity, and also nodded to accept this big gift, and then raised his hand to make a gesture of please, although Fang Xizhi was humble and courteous, like a sour Confucian, but the courage in his heart was always there.

This kind of person will become a great weapon in the future, and now he is also his ally, so he naturally doesn't mind helping to feed him and promote his growth.

After getting permission, Fang Xizhi's face also showed a trace of excitement, he took out the long sword at his waist and swept away with a sword. The aura of the five elements in the small world was all wrapped in sword qi, turning into a mighty torrent and sweeping towards this dive.

""Primordial Xuanyuan Secret Record" I heard Chong Hezi mention, it is a mastery of dominating all the qi in the world, everything in the world is composed of qi, this Taoist cultivation to the extreme is like the master of all things, can rule the world, but it does not mean that this can not abide by the laws of all things in the world, just like the general who leads the army to fight, not only to hold the power, but also to rule well, otherwise no matter how many people in the hand, it is just a group of rabble. Zhang Qian didn't move in the face of the overwhelming multicolored sword qi that was coming on, he still reasoned with Fang Xi unhurriedly, and his words were very popular, until the sword qi rushed in front of him like a torrent, Zhang Qian raised his hand slightly.

The multicolored sword qi like a flood beast suddenly eased down, and the originally chaotic aura torrent was suddenly guided by the order, and each flowed elsewhere.

Zhang Qian stood in the torrent of sword qi at will, but he didn't even damage a piece of his clothes.

Fang Xizhi only felt that the Five Elements Spiritual Qi under his control had suddenly returned to nature, and the power of the human heart was overbearing, how could it go against the original intention of nature.

The Tao is natural, and all the Tao comes from nature, and if the original truth is violated, everything will come to naught.

Although Zhang Qian's hand to resolve the aura torrent is simple, it integrates the truth that can only be comprehended by the realm of the five qi dynasties, Zhang Qian's body has all the five elements, and his understanding of the five elements is deeper than that of Chong Hezi.

Fang Xizhi also seemed to have a comprehension under his pointing, and retracted the long sword that was stabbed out slightly, and the domineering in his eyes was also much more restrained, and turned to a kind of clarity, his mind moved, where the long sword pointed, the aura of the five elements suddenly returned to its original position, and then turned into mountains, rivers, grass and trees, frost and snow, all descending together, where the long sword pointed, the rivers and mountains were picturesque, and the people were among them, small as ants, crushed by the sword intent, it seemed that they could collapse at any time.

For a while, there were countless exclamations from Tianquan Peak, and even Chong Hezi stood up excitedly, knocking over the tea in his hand and ignoring it.

"The primordial emperor, the handle of the Tao, stands in the center, and the gods and the transformation swim to caress the four directions, so that the heavens and the earth can stagnate, the rotation without waste, the flow of water without stopping, and the beginning of all things. Chong Hezi looked excited, and actually muttered a sentence in the "Primordial Xuanyuan Secret Record", this sentence can be regarded as the general outline of this Dao technique, and it is also the highest realm of this Dao technique, Fang Xizhi is still shallow now, and his strength naturally has not reached the point described in the book, but the state of mind has already reached, and it is only a matter of time before he enters that realm, it can be said that Fang Xizhi has touched the threshold of the Earth Immortal Realm, and he will become a great weapon in the future, and his achievements are far above himself.

And the audience in the square, although they don't know what this change means, is just as shocking, because the visual impact of this scene is too strong.

Originally, the small world was only ten miles in radius, and although there were mountains and rivers and vegetation derived from the five elements of spiritual energy, they could only be called hills and streams.

Now the mountains and rivers born in Fang Xizhi's sword intent are mountains and mountains, magnificent, as if the world is projected on top of this small bubble, such mountains and rivers hang above everyone's heads, only giving people a feeling of not being able to breathe, and Zhang Qian, who was submerged by the picturesque beauty of the rivers and mountains, has long been forgotten by people. (To be continued......)