Tuxian Road

"Master, I remember that I was defeated by Junior Brother Feng Fan in my faction competition a few years ago. A year ago, I lost to Junior Brother Feng Fan again. And in another competition of my faction a few months ago, Feng Fan Junior Brother Fan once again won the number one Qi Gathering Stage cultivator. So if I face Junior Brother tomorrow, I will admit defeat." Duan Yunshang first took a deep look at Feng Fan, and then said in a deep voice.

Hearing these words, Immortal Huanyue was a little surprised at first, and then a little happy.If Duan Yunshang concedes defeat to Feng Fan, the two will save a fight, which will be very beneficial to both of them. After all, the competition between the top four consumes a lot of real energy and spiritual consciousness.

"Senior sister has wronged me by doing this!" Feng Fan said softly, staring at the beautiful and extraordinary Duan Yunshang.

"Junior Brother, don't worry, it's good for you and me to act like this." Duan Yunshang's face flushed a little, and she was a little bit shy, her light voice resounded like a silver bell in Feng Fan's ears.

"It's so good! It's really open-minded that Yunshang can do this, and it's really a role model for my Qi Gathering disciples." Daoist Huanyue laughed loudly.

"Long Yuyang from the Lei Sha Sect and Luo Yanhong from the Illusory Blood Sect are not only super powerful, but also vicious. If you fight against these two, you must deal with them carefully." Master Taiqing reminded with a solemn expression.

"Master, don't worry, if tomorrow the disciple faces Long Yuyang or Luo Yanhong, the disciple will never give the opponent any chance. Because not only is there no balance between good and evil, but also the opponent who faces the disciple will be in the fifth round. Senior Sister Duan met, so this disciple will never show mercy! He will not even give the opponent a chance to fight with Senior Sister in the next round." Feng Fan said firmly with a fierce look on his face.

"Thank you for your kindness, junior brother. If I face the monks of the Demon Cult tomorrow, I will fight hard." Duan Yunshang's face turned red when she heard this, and then a bright smile appeared on her cheeks, and her soft voice rang in Fengfan's ears .

"Okay, you are indeed an elite disciple of my Feitian Sect." Master Huanyue gently stroked his beard with his right hand, and nodded with a smile.

On the second day, people from various sects and families gathered around the two stone platforms on the top of Feitian Mountain.Because there were only two competitions today, the other two stone platforms were vacant, and only these two stone platforms were occupied.

Feng Fan stood on one of the stone platforms, with a calm expression on his face, as if this competition could not shake his heart.

Opposite Feng Fan stood a young girl with snow-covered skin and a radiant face. Her graceful figure was wrapped in a purple dress, which was in stark contrast to her icy expression.After drawing lots, Feng Fan faced off against Luo Yanhong from the Phantom Blood Sect, while Duan Yunshang faced off against Long Yuyang from the Leisha Sect on another stone platform.

"Luo Yanhong from the Phantom Blood School." A cold voice came from the cherry lips of the purple-clothed girl opposite.

"Feitian faction Fengfan." Fengfan's voice was very casual, giving one the feeling that there is no wave in the ancient well.

Luo Yanhong frowned slightly, she could tell from Feng Fan's demeanor and tone that she was facing a very calm opponent.

Master Huanyue sat quietly around the stone platform, Feng Fan failed to draw a group with Duan Yunshang for a competition, which made Master Huanyue a little disappointed.After all, if the two draw a group, they don't need to compete, which can greatly reduce the consumption of real energy and consciousness, and put more energy into the next round of competition.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe was sitting not far from Master Huanyue. This man was well-dressed and handsome, but his eyes were cold and soul-stirring.

Most of the low-level monks around were very excited, and the opponents of the two groups of competitions were monks from the good and evil factions.After all, the competition between good and evil monks must be extremely hot, which caused such a heated scene.

Luo Yanhong patted the storage pouch at her waist with her left hand, and a red mass appeared in her hand.Luo Yanhong's left hand trembled slightly, and her red silk stretched out.This red damask is a special top-grade magic weapon named "Forbidden Yuan Ling". It is a kind of magic weapon that can partially restrain the true essence of opponents of the same level or lower level, and it is weaker for high-level monks.

Seeing this magic weapon, Master Huan Yue's face changed slightly, he didn't expect the monks of the Phantom Blood Sect to have such a magic weapon.

Huge bloody light radiated out along with the red silk, and the thick fishy smell drifted away with the wind.The blood light in the red silk swelled rapidly, carrying a huge blood wave towards Feng Fan, like a rain of blood falling all over the sky.The crimson blood surged rapidly, turning up a monstrous sea of ​​blood, rushing in like a raging sea.

With a flash of light in Feng Fan's right hand, the magic weapon of the spear suddenly appeared.Feng Fan tossed the spear, and the magic weapon rushed out of his hand frantically, rushing towards Hong Ling like a demon from the Netherworld.While whistling and rolling, the spear burst out with thousands of auspicious colors, as if tearing apart the sky.

When the two instruments met, they made a dull sound.Thousands of rays of light were shot out from the two forces, forming waves of surging waves, which scattered towards the stone platform.

The two magical artifacts collided and entangled together, accompanied by the flickering of two colors of brilliance, the dull sound rang out continuously, and the low-pitched sound of tearing the air surged towards the surroundings like overwhelming.The huge impact gushed out one after another like a meteor rainstorm, and its momentum shocked the world!

Feng Fan's face was solemn, after this fight, Feng Fan knew that he met a strong opponent today.The opponent's ability to enter the top four is definitely not due to luck.Under the impact of the huge force, Luo Yanhong's body almost retreated, but she still stood firmly in the same place.

"The opponent is actually able to display strength stronger than that of the ninth-level monks in the Qi-gathering period! I just don't know if the rumor that the opponent can display the strength equivalent to the initial level of monks in the early stage of foundation establishment is true?" Luo Yanhong stared at Feng Fan. Yi Lin.

Taking a breath, Luo Yanhong pointed at Jin Yuanling.Jin Yuanling's blood was shining brightly, and as the blood condensed, a thick blood mist gradually formed, and the blood mist expanded rapidly.

Feng Fan made a move with his left hand, and the spear flew back.Seeing that his opponent was casting a spell, Feng Fan immediately took out a mysterious ice world talisman and began to activate it.

The red silk in Luo Yanhong's hand stopped, and the blood mist around the red silk also stopped surging, turning into countless blood clots in a very short time.These blood clots then turned into countless half-moon-shaped blood blades. The blood blades emitted a thick red light and exuded endless murderous aura, which made people feel a sense of trembling.

"Go." As Luo Yanhong's beautiful voice resounded in everyone's ears, countless blood blades swept towards Feng Fan like locusts carrying a monstrous killing intent.

At this moment, the mysterious ice world spirit talisman had been activated successfully, and a closed ice wall immediately appeared around Feng Fan's body.The blood blade came to Feng Fan in an instant, and with a crackling sound, the blood blade kept bombarding the ice wall.

After several frenzied collisions, the blood blade finally vanished into nothingness.Under several waves of powerful attacks, the ice wall fluctuated and became a little more transparent.

Luo Yanhong waved her hand, and countless blood blades sprang out from the red silk again, carrying bursts of bloody breath, and shot aggressively at the ice wall.As countless ice-breaking sounds came out, the blood light and silver glow kept shining, blooming and galloping on the stone platform.

As the blood blade slammed against the ice wall several times in a hurry, terrifying forces swarmed out, and there was a loud bang.The surroundings of Feng Fan were full of light, and endless voices howled and roared.

After a few breaths, the blood blade turned into nothing, and although the ice wall was still unbreakable, it just shrunk a lot and got closer to Feng Fan.

Luo Yanhong panted lightly, a stern look appeared on her beautiful face.With Luo Yanhong waving his right hand, Hong Ling emitted a thick bloody light and flew towards Feng Fan rapidly.

Feng Fan raised his right hand, and the Tiangang Cauldron flew out of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, and directly rushed towards Hong Ling.

The red silk hit the Tiangang cauldron like a shooting star, the dazzling blood light flickered and rolled, and the shocking power spread out, forming waves of ripples.The endless blood light was blocked by the Tiangang tripod, and it scattered around under the impact of the Tiangang tripod.

As Luo Yanhong shook the red silk vigorously, the blood light condensed again and quickly wrapped the Tiangang Ding, the light emitted from the Tiangang Ding gradually became dim.

Luo Yanhong chanted a mantra in a low voice, the red silk glowed brightly, she left Luo Yanhong's jade hand, and quickly surrounded Feng Fan and Tiangang Ding.Hong Ling radiated ten thousand rays of light, forming a series of horses around Feng Fan and Tian Gang Ding.