Tuxian Road

"Long Yuyang was extremely arrogant. He not only made provocative words before the competition with me, but also made vicious moves during the competition. He also blatantly clamored after he won, saying that the monks in the Qi-gathering period of the Feitian sect were mediocre. At that time, many fellow disciples wanted to teach him a lesson. I was just stopped by Master Taiqing. It's really bad luck. In the last round of competition, Junior Brother Hua Nanting encountered this person, but this time I encountered this person. It's just that I failed to win, otherwise I would be able to praise my Flying Apsaras Your prestige!" Gong Changfeng said angrily.

"Long Yuyang is so arrogant, and his attacks are vicious, I really want to teach him a lesson." Feng Fan suddenly burst into anger, and said with a cold expression on his face.

"What junior brother said is very true." Gong Changfeng nodded with a wry smile, and said helplessly.

"Senior Brother, how is the battle going with my Sister Duan?" Feng Fan asked suddenly as if he had thought of something.

"Fortunately, senior sister Duan defeated her opponent and entered the third round of competition with you. In this way, two of my disciples entered the top eight. The head master and other masters are very satisfied with everyone." Gong Changfeng stiffened There was a rare smile on his face.

On the second day, monks surrounded the four stone platforms at the top of the Feitian Sect.As the competition progressed, the battle became more and more intense.After all, as the competition progressed, the strength of the participating monks became more outstanding, and the magic tools and talismans in their hands, as well as the weapons and spells they practiced, became more miraculous, which made the competition even more exciting.

Today's competition is for the top eight to compete for the top four, so the four competitions will be held on four stone platforms at the same time. After the eight Qi-gathering monks draw lots, they will stand on a stone platform with their opponents according to the results.

Feng Fan still looked calm, with an extremely relaxed expression on his face.

Standing opposite him was a young woman in her 20s.This woman has elegant blue hair, cherry red lips, beautiful eyes like water, and aura that is compelling. She is dressed in pink and fluttering under the blowing of the mountain wind.She carried a long sword behind her back, and the blade exuded a faint domineering aura.

"Golden Stone Valley Qianzitong." The girl in pink glanced at the ordinary-looking Feng Fan standing opposite her, and said calmly.

"Fei Tian School Feng Fan." Feng Fan said loudly.

Qian Zitong pulled out the long sword behind her backhand, and a white cold light scattered out.

Feng Fan's right hand moved in the void, and a spear appeared in his hand, causing gusts of wind.The jet-black spear washed away its domineering aura, and clusters of blue flames suddenly appeared, enveloping the spear.

Qian Zitong raised one hand, the flying sword trembled, and then shot out.At the same time, Feng Fan slammed forward with one hand, and the spear turned into a blue light and flew out.Under Feng Fan's urge, the spear roared with flames.

When the white cold light and the blue flame met, it exploded directly like thunder descending from the sky, releasing a dazzling light.

The blue and white rays of light flickered non-stop, and the clang of gold and iron colliding resounded all over the field, and countless afterimages burst out and swept away towards the surroundings.As the two people's true energy gushed out quickly, the swords and spears fought fiercely together.

Qian Zitong let out a coquettish cry, and the light around the long sword expanded rapidly, and it charged towards the spear that was bursting with blue flames.An overwhelming force surged out and surged forward.

The swords and spears collided more violently, making a deafening sound like a thunderbolt, and at the same time emitting countless startling brilliance, the momentum was extremely huge.The spear moved back under the attack of the long sword, getting closer and closer to Feng Fan, and the blue flame on it gradually extinguished.

Under the stone platform, many monks of the Feitian Sect secretly broke into a cold sweat for Feng Fan, but Qian Zitong showed a look of contempt.

Feng Fan's heart sank. It seemed that the opponent not only had superb cultivation, but also didn't seem to have consumed much real energy in the first two competitions, or the monks from Jinshi Valley provided him with enough crystal jade to allow him to recover quickly, so At this time, the strength of the opponent is extremely strong.

With a sudden turn of his mind, Feng Fan waved his right hand, and a powerful true energy was thrown out with his right hand, as if a huge vortex suddenly emerged, completely covering the spear.The spear blazed brightly, and the whole body turned red, like a burning snake.Thousands of rays of light shot up into the sky, all covering the flying sword in front.

Feijian stopped moving forward, as if forced by the powerful counterattack of the spear, the two top-grade magic weapons were in a stalemate and entanglement again.

The true essence of the two poured into their magical weapons like a stormy wave, and the collision of magic weapons, spiritual power and various lights was up and down in the air.The competition was so intense at the very beginning, which surprised many onlookers.

"The opponent was able to display the strength equivalent to the initial level of monks in the early stage of foundation establishment!" Qian Zitong's face showed an extremely dignified look, and it was no longer as easy as it was at the beginning, because in the process of fighting with Feng Fan with magic weapons , Qian Zitong finally understood the strength of Fengfan.

Under the stone platform, a middle-aged monk in brown clothes not far from Master Huanyue touched his chin lightly and frowned slightly.This person is Li Shengtian, the owner of Jinshi Valley, and it seems that he is a little worried about Qian Zitong.

The sword and spear, the two top-quality instruments, suddenly separated and flew back to the hands of the two of them respectively.Qian Zitong's expression was extremely solemn, and the white glow of the long sword in his hand also dimmed a lot.The red light on the spear in Feng Fan's hand was still dazzling, which looked extremely strange.

Qian Zitong waved the long sword, and white halos appeared around the long sword.Qian Zitong's body swayed and brought out an afterimage, which suddenly disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of Feng Fan like lightning within a very short period of time.

With a wave of Qianzi Tongyu's hand, the long sword slashed fiercely at Feng Fan.A mighty force erupted from the long sword, dazzling brilliance scattered in all directions, and Sen Han's killing intent swept towards Feng Fan overwhelmingly, causing the sky and the earth to turn pale and the void to tremble.

Feng Fan put the spear in his hand in front of his body, and in an instant, a pillar with a thickness of several feet was formed in front of Feng Fan.With a loud noise, huge waves were stirred up.

The spurting red and white rays of light and true essence scattered in all directions, swarming towards the surroundings like a raging sea, causing tremors.If it weren't for the strong restraint around the stone platform, I'm afraid the onlookers would also be affected.

The bodies of Feng Fan and Qian Zitong retreated sharply at the same time, and after a while, the two of them stopped.

Qian Zitong's expression turned cold, and he attacked again without hesitation.Feng Fan still used his spear to form a pillar to resist. With the fierce impact of the two magic weapons and the piercing sound, the stone platform also received a huge impact, stirring up a lot of stone powder, and some Fine cracks.