Qixia system

Chapter 403 The Final Battle

The huge bodies of the two gods and beasts collided fiercely, and then exploded with a bang, and a huge storm of vitality swept all directions!

After the Xuanwu method collapsed, the body of Qiu Zetao fell from the sky, and his sword soul turned into a white brilliance with the remaining true energy, and returned to the body in a flash, while the black tortoise demon soul flashed into the master of the seven Xuanwu swords. Sleeping in the sword.

After Kunpeng's dharma phase collapsed, the Pengniao demon soul took the remaining vitality and turned into a black brilliance and fell into the Tianpeng sword to sleep, while Duan Peng's sword soul turned into a white brilliance and fell into his body with the remaining essence.

Thus ended a great battle.

At this time, the disciples of Zhufeng around the ring were all terrified, shocked by the terrifying combat power of the two.If it wasn't for the loss of both sides, the first place in the Grand Competition must have been born from them.

A moment later, in the picture of ten thousand swords, both of them were standing on the waves with their swords, but their aura plummeted and their faces were pale.Just now, the two of them used all their vigor and spirit to fuse the souls of the divine soldiers and demons, and evolved the phenomena of the heavens and the earth, and engaged in a fierce confrontation. The consumption was terrifying and incalculable.In this battle, it can be said that there is no winner, they are all lost!Because they will all have a long period of weakness, it is almost impossible to compete for the first place!
Therefore, both of them calmed down and did not act in a hurry.At this moment, they are almost exhausted, and if they continue to fight, they may be divided into life and death!
At this time, outside the arena.

Daoist Taicang waved his hand casually, and the Canglang Ten Thousand Swords Figure radiated brilliance, shaking out Duan Peng and Qiu Zetao, then shrunk sharply and fell into his hands in a flash.

At this time, he and Master Yuancang looked at each other, and the two of them reached a consensus through sound transmission, and immediately laughed: "This competition is a draw!"

Master Xuancang, Master Hancang and other peak masters also had no objection, so they concluded this.

Immediately, the two jumped off the ring, accompanied by their juniors, and went back to the peaks to heal their injuries.

At this time, Duan Peng and Qiu Zetao were seriously injured and unable to participate in the follow-up competition.

If nothing else happens, the first place in the competition will be between Ling Feng and Xuan Tiandu, and this will be the final championship battle!

Immediately, the referee elder said loudly: "In the second round, Xuan Cangfeng Xuantian will face Yuancang Peak Lin Feng!"

Xuan Tiandu's figure flashed and landed on the ring.

At this time, Ye Xiuyun said: "Junior brother, be careful, if you really can't do it, just admit defeat!"

Xuan Cangfeng and Yuan Cangfeng had always been at odds, when they competed, swords had no eyes, and she was afraid that Xuantian would take the opportunity to do something wrong, thus leaving Ling Feng with an unhealable hidden danger.The Canglang Sword Sect has been established for thousands of years, and there are examples like this!
Zhou Zhijie and others also said: "Junior Brother, be careful in everything, it doesn't matter whether you can win the championship, the most important thing is to take care of yourself!"

Obviously, they were not optimistic about Ling Feng either.Among the Seven Peaks, Xuan Tiandu was as famous as Qiu Zetao, and his combat power might not be slightly inferior to the terrifying combat power displayed by Qiu Zetao and Duan Peng, and indeed far surpassed the combat power displayed by Ling Feng.

"Don't worry, I understand!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly, then tapped his toes, and jumped onto the other side of the ring, which was about a distance away from Xuantian.

Xuan Tian stared at Ling Feng, and said with a smile on his face: "Junior Brother Lin, I have heard about your name for a long time, and there are not a few high-ranking figures and half-step Wuzong who died in your hands! I hope Junior Brother will accept and show mercy!"

It's just that there was a hint of amusement in his smile and tone of voice. It was obvious that he had great confidence in himself and didn't think Ling Feng was his opponent.

Ling Feng smiled faintly, and said, "I dare not take it! Senior brother, please wait a moment!"

At this time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, the one-horned evil spirit was still bound by the soul-locking chain, with a painful expression on his face, and the deep black flames were still refining its mysterious soul power and burning its soul consciousness.At this time, it only had more than [-]% of its ghost energy and soul power left.With Ling Feng's thought, the soul chain was suddenly loosened.

The one-horned ghost was overjoyed, and turned into a black gas that shot out from between his eyebrows, and then condensed again into a huge, pitch-black, blue-faced, fang-toothed ghost.It turned around and glanced at Ling Feng. Seeing the other party's smile, it suddenly trembled in its heart, showing fear, and didn't dare to stay. It turned into a black air and threw it at Xu Haifeng who was in the disciple camp of Xuancang Peak under the ring!

Xu Haifeng took out a small black bell like a bell, and the black brilliance was immediately immersed in it.

Xuan Tiandu was slightly startled, this one-horned evil ghost is also a fourth-order Yin God level, but he is so afraid of Ling Feng, it seems that this person should not be underestimated!

At this moment, Ling Feng cupped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Xuan, please!"

Xuan Tiandu also had a dignified expression, cupped his fists and said, "Junior brother Lin, please!"

At this moment, he had already started to look at Ling Feng squarely.

Immediately, the two drew their swords out of their sheaths and concentrated their energy.

The cold dragon sword in Ling Feng's hand condensed a layer of white sword, but he didn't rush to make a move, but his soul power enveloped his whole body, and at the same time, he explored the movement of Xuantiandu's aura.

However, there is a barrier of soul power around Xuan Tiandu's body, it is difficult for the soul to penetrate into it, and gain insight into the flow of energy in his body.

A moment later, the long sword in Xuan Tiandu's hand suddenly burst into dazzling white brilliance, and with a swish, it shot towards Ling Feng!The long sword in his hand has the wonderful functions of melee magic weapon and flying sword.At this time, driven by Yu Jianshu, the explosion exploded at an unimaginable speed, piercing through Ling Feng's body almost instantly, but there was no blood splashing, obviously it was just an afterimage.

Ling Feng's soul thought was insightful, and the moment he sensed the skyrocketing energy of the flying sword, the power of the essence of his legs burst out suddenly, and his speed instantly entered the level of a ghost. Opened the incoming flying sword and came to Xuan Tiandu's side.

Immediately, the Frost Flood Sword slashed swiftly, but Xuan Tiandu's figure turned into an afterimage and dissipated, appearing in the distance in a flash.

Ling Feng's face became serious, even if Xuan Tiandu's speed was not as fast as his own phantom-level speed, it was not far behind.However, this is also normal. The Canglang Sword Sect has a long tradition, so naturally there will be no shortage of master-level body skills.

At this time, Xuan Tian bent his fingers, and the flying sword turned suddenly, and flew towards Ling Feng again!This flying sword is not only controlled by Xuantiandu's soul brand, but also assisted by the sword spirit, so it is naturally extremely flexible.Moreover, the shape of the flying sword is narrow, and the air resistance is extremely small. Driven by the strong Canglang sword energy, the speed of the explosion is far from comparable to that of the physical body!This speed also surpassed the speed of Ling Feng's phantom level, passing through Ling Feng's body in an instant!
Ling Feng's body turned into an afterimage and dissipated, appearing in the distance in a flash.His soul thoughts enveloped his whole body, and he had insight into the opportunities ahead. No matter how fast the flying sword was, it would be difficult to concentrate on him.But the arena is only 20 meters long, which limits the dodge distance. He can't get rid of the flying sword's pursuit at all, so he can only dodge constantly. abyss!

Under the arena, Ye Xiuyun, Zhou Zhijie and others all looked worried. The flying sword was so fast that it was hard to hold back. If it hit a vital point, Ling Feng would definitely die!
After a while, Xuan Tian suddenly withdrew his sword and persuaded: "Junior Lin, it's hard to keep Feijian, you better admit defeat, otherwise if I hurt you, I won't be able to explain to Uncle Yuan Cang!"

(End of this chapter)