The sword light was mixed with sword qi, and what seemed to be a straight sword was actually four sword qi.

These four sword qi could only see the most obvious sword in the eyes of the onlookers under the ring, while the remaining three swords could only be perceived by Fang Ming of the person concerned.

The four sword qi were advancing very fast under the impetus of Wang Tianhong's sprint, one sword qi rushed straight to Fang Ming's face door, while the remaining three sword qi were blocked and shrouded Fang Ming's above, left, and below respectively.

The pores on Fang Ming's body seemed to be faintly open at the moment, which was a sign that he was feeling danger. However, this danger is just an instinctive premonition, and in fact, it can't put pressure on the other party at all.

Faced with the blockade of Wang Tianhong's four sword qis, Fang Ming soon met with Wang Tianhong. When the long sword was about to slash across his cheek, Fang Ming's body quickly leaned back at this moment, and then lowered his body. In this way, Fang Ming's body was in a low position and Wang Tianhong's long sword was staggered.

At the time of the next breath, Fang Ming had already approached Wang Tianhong's side, as if he didn't expect Fang Ming's speed to be so fast and Fang Ming would be able to discover the gap in his sword qi at the first moment, Wang Tianhong couldn't help but panic a little. The hilt of the sword pressed down, and Wang Tianhong tried to smash Fang Ming's chest with the hilt of the sword.

Holding a sword has the advantage of holding a sword, after all, it is one inch longer and one point stronger. However, after the sword has been used for a long time and dependence has become a habit, the enemy's melee attack is a serious threat to the sword-wielder.

Although the sword is a sharp weapon, it is also a constraint and a restriction. Of course, some powerful people who use swords may avoid and strengthen the shortcomings in close quarters, but obviously, Wang Tianhong has not yet reached this level.

Fang Ming's left hand clenched into a fist at this moment, and when Wang Tianhong's sword hilt was slamming down towards him, Fang Ming's left fist was a ferocious punch to meet him.

Bang!

The fists and swords intersected, and after the powerful force was swung out of Fang Ming's hand, Wang Tianhong's long sword actually flew directly out of his hand.

Under the horror of his eyes, Wang Tianhong was directly stunned by Fang Ming's punch and was stunned in place.

"Why does he have such a lot of strength!? How many ???times does he open his body" Feeling the violent tremor of the long sword in his palm after he took it off, Wang Tianhong looked at Fang Ming, who was getting closer and closer to him, in disbelief.

After defeating Wang Tianhong's long sword, Fang Ming also stood up in an instant from his previous posture of leaning back and lowering his body at this time. When Fang Ming's face was less than a palm away from Wang Tianhong's face, Fang Ming smiled at Wang Tianhong.

Fang Ming's smile was not a mockery or a sneer, but Fang Ming's smile that he was about to win.

While smiling, Fang Ming's right hand clenched into a fist, and the Jiulu Spirit Vein rotated strongly from his body, and the strong fist power and shadow-like fist speed were blasted out by Fang Ming in an instant, straight into Wang Tianhong's abdomen.

In a panic, Wang Tianhong wanted to swing his fist to fight back, but before his fist landed on Fang Ming's body, Fang Ming's fist had already hit Wang Tianhong's stomach like a heavy hammer.

Bang!!!

A muffled sound rang out from the ring, and under the sound was the picture of Wang Tianhong flying upside down on his back and squirting gastric juice.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang, four zhang......

Wang Tianhong's body was gracefully drawn in the air of the ring, parabola, and kept flying.

In the end, with a bang, Wang Tianhong's long sword that had been knocked away by Fang Ming before fell first, and it fell into the ring, and immediately after, there was another bang, and Wang Tianhong's body finally fell to the ground, but it fell off the ring.

With one punch, Fang Ming used one punch. With just one punch, Fang Ming killed Wang Tianhong of the Qingfeng Sect.

After shooting down Wang Tianhong, Fang Ming stood with his hands in his hands at this moment, and then he turned his head to look at the seating area of Jiulu Courtyard under the ring with a smile. Looking at Sakura, looking at Ma Jinwu, looking at Zhao Dong, looking at Li Guangping, looking at all his friends in the same batch, and looking at Li Ye, Fang Ming looked at all the senior brothers he knew, and then Fang Ming winked at everyone.

I have to say that after a long time of contact with black hair in Baicao Garden, Fang Ming also learned the 'ability' of blinking.

At this moment, the entire Zongdian Square fell into silence. Whether it is the disciples of the Nine Deer Courtyard and the Four Elephants Courtyard or the Qingfeng Sect. All of them looked at Fang Ming in the ring in amazement.

Because from the beginning of the battle between Fang Ming and Wang Tianhong to the end of now, less than three breaths of time had actually passed.

It can be said that this is a lightning-fast battle, and it can be said that this is a battle that is over before everyone is ready to accept the result.

In the eyes of all the disciples watching the battle, the picture of this battle was actually very simple. It was Wang Tianhong who rushed towards Fang Ming, and then Fang Ming also rushed towards Wang Tianhong, and then Wang Tianhong flew, and Wang Tianhong flew far away, and then Fang Ming won, and then Fang Ming began to turn his head and blink, and then everyone was silent.

At this moment, above the sect hall, when Fang Ming punched Wang Tianhong away, all the gods and others were slightly surprised.

"Oh, it's so neat to win!" Fan Shenzi smiled at this time, stroked his long beard and nodded repeatedly.

"Ha Luha, the stinky boy has a long face. Lei Chen couldn't help but praise at this time.

"That Wang Tianhong saw his momentum explode just now, there should be a double body opening realm. The Double Open Body Realm was defeated by a punch?" Iwajinzi turned his eyes suspiciously at this time and looked at Wang Tianhong, who fell under the ring at this moment.

"Wang Tianhong is a double opening realm. Long Xiaotian frowned slightly at this moment, and then he answered Iwajinzi's words.

Looking at the top of the ring, it was easy to win this first game, Long Xiaotian faintly felt that something was wrong.

"This kid told me that day, he opened his body realm!" Long Xiaotian couldn't help but turn his head to look at Hong Shenzi, who was in charge of the evaluation in Jiulu Academy.

"Sect Master Long, don't look at me, that kid is indeed a heavy body opening realm!" Hong Shenzi first waved his hand again and again at this moment, and then he nodded again and again, but then, Hong Shenzi added: "But that was the evaluation result a year ago." ”

The elders' discussions were all carried out by transmission, so it was impossible for their voices to be heard by the disciples in the Zongdian Square.

It didn't take too long to pass on the thoughts, almost as soon as Fang Ming had just defeated Wang Tianhong and then turned his head and blinked, the Rock God Son had already fallen from the sect hall to the ring.

"Good! Very good! The exchange and confrontation between the two sects, Fang Ming, a disciple of the Nine Deer Courtyard of the Tianyun Sect, opened a beautiful opening! This time, Fang Ming won!" Standing beside Fang Ming, the Rock God Son grabbed Fang Ming's right arm at this moment and raised it high.

As the announcement of the Rock God Son was completed, the disciples of the Tianyun Sect who had returned to the gods in the entire sect hall square suddenly burst into cheers.

The victory in this first game was a lottery, and when Fang Ming played such a beautiful opening, how could this not make the disciples of the Tianyun Sect excited.

Of course, only the disciples of the Tianyun Sect were excited. At this moment, the seating area of the hundred disciples of the Qingfeng Sect was as dead as death.