Tuxian Road

With a sound of "Pu Chi", the moment the huge silver ball of light touched the outer silver mask of Feng Fan's body, there was a muffled sound, and then countless silver lights quickly diffused and spread rapidly.

The bloody long whip also slammed hard on the silver mask, making a loud crackling sound.In a very short time, the outer silver mask shattered.The blood-colored whip and countless silver electric lights charged fiercely towards the golden mask. The silver lights spread out again and spread all over the golden mask, forming countless silver balls of light and tiny vortexes, and the blood-colored whip shrunk by nearly half. Violently slapped the golden mask.

The golden mask trembled violently.After the golden mask lasted for a few breaths, it finally collapsed.The silver electric light directly hit Fengfan's true essence shield, while the blood whip lashed hard at the blue shield.The shield of true essence trembled, until the silver electric light disappeared, the cyan shield was still intact, and the blood whip disappeared at the same time as the blue light shield soon after.

At the moment when the silver lightning and the blood whip disappeared, Feng Fan slapped his body, and his figure disappeared instantly. "Heaven-level high-level invisibility talisman!". . . . . .The moment Feng Fan's figure disappeared, both Ximen Xiangsong and the surrounding monks all let out the same exclamation.

Ximen Xiangsong quickly activated several earth-level defense talismans, forming multiple layers of defense around his body.When he had just finished all this, there were countless muffled sounds in his ears.Feng Fan, who was in an invisible state, took out a jet-black dagger ancient treasure, and attacked Ximen Xiangsong closely, continuously and swiftly.When all the shields around Ximen Xiangsong's body were defeated, Ximen Xiangsong's complexion turned extremely pale.

"I admit defeat, don't attack anymore!" With a "thud", as Ximen Xiangsong's real yuan shield shattered, Ximen Xiangsong moved his body quickly in shock, and let out a sharp scream from his mouth.

"Accepted!" Hearing that his opponent had conceded, Feng Fan, who was in an invisible state, moved his body quickly, and quickly retreated to a distance of one foot away from Ximen Xiangsong.Pointing at the mysterious tortoise shell that lost its ice due to the exhaustion of the flying ice python's beast soul, the ancient treasure flew towards Fengfan.Putting the mysterious tortoise shell and the dagger into the Five Elements Xuanmeng ring, Feng Fan slowly emerged and said chicly.

"Xingri Island Cheng Haoxuan beat Ximen Xiangsong." A Xingri Island elder who presided over the competition around the arena announced the result of the competition loudly.Afterwards, Ximen Xiangsong and Feng Fan came to open the arena one after another, waiting for the end of other competitions.After all four competitions were over, the island owner Xu Hanyang announced the list of the top four and announced that the next round of competition will continue tomorrow.

Feng Fan returned to the cave, set up restrictions, and then recalled today's competition.Although the opponent's strength is lower than his own, he has supported himself for a long time with his special spells, and later he froze his own defensive weapon, the black tortoise shell, and then sealed himself within a limited range, and then cast He picked up two extremely powerful talismans and launched a thunder attack on himself.

If he hadn't activated the three kinds of talismans, it would have been difficult to withstand such a powerful attack.It seems that with the deepening of the competition, each monk has his own reliance, so it is very stupid to underestimate the enemy.After thinking for a while, Feng Fan stopped and began to practice with his eyes closed.

On the second day, there was a sea of ​​people in front of the Hall of Stars and Sun, and many monks gathered around a field.What is going on today is the competition between the four monks who won the top four. There are two competitions in total, and each competition is conducted separately according to the drawing of lots.The order of the Fengfan draw is the first match, and the opponent is a young female monk.The two stood in the arena, staring at each other.

"Xingri Island Cheng Haoxuan." Feng Fan looked very calm.

"Xingri Island Wan Xueqing." The woman opposite was tall and slender, dressed in gorgeous clothes, her cheeks were slightly blush, her lips were like rouge, and her eyes were as clear as water. Seeing Feng Fan's name, she said lightly.

After Feng Fan quickly opened the shield of true essence, his heart moved, and a small purple sword suddenly appeared in front of him.Feng Fan clicked with one hand, and the small purple sword suspended in mid-air surged under the infusion of his true energy, and a series of dazzling purple awns swarmed out, and some of the purple awns instantly turned into countless purple arcs. Mottled jumping around.

Driven by Feng Fan's mind, the Zidian sword shot towards the young female monk. With a loud "boom", the Zidian sword slashed fiercely on a black shield that Wan Xueqing sent in a hurry.

The shield trembled violently, making a loud bang, and from time to time there were purple electric lights beating.The purple lightning sword launched a fierce attack on the black shield, and countless electric lights scattered in all directions, and the shield retreated steadily under the powerful attack.

"Sure enough, I can display the strength equivalent to the initial level of monks in the early days of Dacheng!" Wan Xueqing, who already knew the opponent's true strength, saw her ancient treasure shield constantly receding under the blow of the opponent's purple giant sword, she let out a low cry in her heart, her face was extremely pale Dignified, then opened the true essence shield.Like a prehistoric beast, the Zidian sword slammed into the black shield fiercely, forcing the shield into an extremely embarrassing situation.

Wan Xueqing's mind moved, and a "black-clothed monk" suddenly appeared in front of her.This cultivator looked like a middle-aged man. Although his facial features were intact, he was extremely stiff, and there was a cold look in his eyes.With every gesture, the "black-clothed monk" exuded the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Nascent Soul.

"The Lonely Soul Corpse King who has the peak cultivator's cultivation level in the late Yuanying period!" Sweeping Feng Fan who had two such things with his divine sense, he immediately saw what Wan Xueqing was driving.

"The Lonely Soul Corpse, and it is equivalent to the Lonely Soul Corpse King who has the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Yuanying period!"

"As a cultivator, you actually have this kind of ghost?"

"Whether it's an immortal cultivator or a demon cultivator, as long as it can be refined, they can calmly control this kind of thing."

"I don't know if using ghosts like the Lonely Soul Corpse King in the competition is a violation of the regulations!"

"Before the game, it seems that the use of beast soul talismans and ghosts of the fifth and above levels is not allowed. Although this lonely soul corpse king is a ghost, it is only equivalent to a ghost with the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Yuanying period. It seems that it is not within the restrictions. Inside."

"It seems that Wan Xueqing can only use this method to deal with an opponent of Cheng Haoxuan's level." . . . . .After some high-ranking monks watching Wan Xueqing discovered the ghost corpse king driven by Wan Xueqing, they immediately burst into discussions.

Wan Xueqing hesitated for a while after driving out the Lonely Soul Corpse King. Seeing that the high-ranking cultivator presiding over the competition at Xingri Island neither terminated the competition nor spoke to stop it, her mind moved, and the Lonely Soul Corpse King's body trembled. With a wave, a huge gray long mace flew out of a storage ring worn on his finger, and slammed fiercely at Feng Fan.

With a wave of Feng Fan's hand, a piece of tortoise shell emerged, with a light green brilliance suddenly emitting from it, and countless strange runes jumped out, suddenly forming a green light array on the surface of the tortoise shell.Under Feng Fan's one-handed touch, the tortoise shell swelled wildly, and the green light on it radiated, and the light array also emitted a dazzling brilliance, and at the same time, it greeted the flying mace.

With a "boom", two colors of gray and green brilliance burst out, and the two forces met, sending out huge fluctuations in spiritual power.Although the gray long mace was as powerful as a rainbow, it couldn't advance an inch under the block of the black tortoise shell.In order to control the Lonely Soul Corpse King to launch a powerful attack on the opponent and control the black shield to form a strong defense, Wan Xueqing's true essence gushed out desperately, as if she might be sucked dry at any time.

Feng Fan was able to display the strength equivalent to that of an initial level monk in the early stage of Dacheng. Facing Wan Xueqing, who was at the peak level in the late Nascent Soul, and a lonely soul corpse with the strength equivalent to a peak level monk in the late Nascent Soul, although he still had the upper hand, he still had the upper hand. Wan Xueqing could not be defeated in a short time.

Seeing that the addition of a lonely soul corpse king with the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Yuanying period could not gain the upper hand, and Wan Xueqing, whose crystal jade was depleted extremely quickly, flicked a lavender storage bracelet on her right wrist with a gloomy expression. Jingyu flew out sequentially.

Wan Xueqing grabbed the crystal jade in mid-air in front of her, and instantly sucked up the true energy in countless crystal jade, and the discarded crystal jade that lost its true energy fell to the ground one after another.

Feng Fan was extremely calm at this time, relying on his formidable strength and the heaven-defying defense of the black tortoise shell, whether it was controlling the attack of the Zidian sword or the defense of the black tortoise shell, it was extremely easy.

For this kind of opponent who can enter the top four, Feng Fan is not in a hurry, but fights steadily. After all, opponents who can reach this stage have some special reliance on them.If you are too impatient, once you reveal your flaws, your opponent may take advantage of it.

After feeling the depletion of the true essence in his body, Feng Fan casually took out some super-grade crystal jade, and then slowly absorbed the true essence from it.In order to stimulate the opponent, make the opponent go crazy, so as to reveal his flaws, Feng Fan looked at Wan Xueqing with a trace of contempt and teasing.

Sensing the opponent's contemptuous gaze, Wan Xueqing's face changed slightly, and a surge of anger surged from her heart, she stared at Feng Fan fiercely, with a murderous look on her face.Feng Fan didn't seem to care about Wan Xueqing's man-eating look, he just controlled the attack and defense within a certain range, and continued to attack Wan Xueqing.

"Hey! It seems that if this cultivator Wan Da has no other means, sooner or later he will be defeated by Cheng Haoxuan."

"This Cheng Haoxuan is too powerful, no matter which monk in the Nascent Soul stage, it will be difficult to defeat him."

"It seems that the No.1 of this competition is likely to be him.". . . . . .During the fierce confrontation between Feng Fan and Wan Xueqing, countless whispers came from below.