Tuxian Road

Just after Gong Changfeng opened a high-level sky-level talisman, a middle-level sky-level talisman, and a super-level earth-level talisman to form a three-layer defense, the black magic bead exploded violently.The defense formed by the three talismans was defeated without any suspense by the powerful force generated by the explosion of the five black magic beads. One after another.

The ashen-faced Gong Changfeng hastily opened the shield of true essence, and desperately poured true essence into it. With a loud "boom", Gong Changfeng's true essence shield was ruthlessly torn apart like thin paper, and all the remaining power of the sky thunder poured on Gong Changfeng's body.

A layer of blue mask formed from inner armor refined from the skin of a fourth-class monster that suddenly surged up on the surface of Gong Changfeng's body was also defeated, and the remaining force slammed into Gong Changfeng's body fiercely.Gong Changfeng flew out, but was bounced back by the restrictions set up around him.Gong Changfeng, who fell to the ground, spurted blood, then passed out.

"Gong Changfeng has been defeated, Fengfan stops." A Dachengqi elder of the Feitian sect who was outside the restraint shouted, and then made a tactic with one hand, and the restraint suddenly dissipated. "Come here, carry Gong Changfeng out." The elder walked in quickly, swept Gong Changfeng with his divine sense, and found that Gong Changfeng was not in danger of life, so he ordered loudly.Several low-level monks of the Feitian Sect quickly walked into the stone platform and carried the bow Changfeng out.

"Feng Fan beats the bow and the long wind." The elder read out loudly.Feng Fan nodded, walked out from the stone platform leisurely, and returned to his seat.

Several leaders of the Feitian faction discussed for a while, and then made a decision. Lin Jingnan loudly read out the list of the top eight, and then announced that the competition would continue.Before the competition, a lottery was drawn first.

After the lottery, Lin Jingnan announced the matchup list for the sixth round, and Feng Fan actually played against Mo Jinyang. "Senior brother, even if I lose the battle, I will make Fengfan pay a sufficient price!" Hearing this result, Mo Jinyang fixed his eyes on Fengfan, his face suddenly revealed an angry look, and he looked at Lei with a fierce look. Wanxi's spiritual consciousness transmitted the voice.

"Junior brother, this battle is entirely up to you. If we all lose the chance to become the head of the Feitian faction, our lives will be lost, so we must do our best in this battle." Lei Wanxi replied with a solemn expression.

"Brother, don't worry, this is a matter of life and death, and I will not give up easily." Mo Jinyang seemed a little impatient, like a caged beast about to be free.

"The four competitions are going on at the same time. All the monks enter the stone platforms that have been drawn." After Lin Jingnan shouted, the eight monks went to the stone platforms that were drawn respectively.

"Flying Faction Mo Jinyang." Mo Jinyang came to the center of the stone platform with hurried steps, stood a few feet away from Fengfan, and said with a sinister smile.

"Fei Tian School Feng Fan." Feng Fan's expression was extremely calm, without any fluctuations.

Mo Jinyang instantly opened the zhenyuan hood, flicked the storage ring on his finger, and four silver needles appeared in front of him.Mo Jinyang quickly pointed at the silver needles, and the four silver needles skyrocketed.Mo Jinyang waved his hands, and the silver needle shot towards Feng Fan.

Feng Fan waved his sleeve robe, and four golden swords appeared in front of him.Feng Fan waved his hands, and the special magic weapon rushed out.There was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and the eight magic weapons were fighting fiercely in midair.The four golden swords gradually gained the upper hand, suppressing the four silver needles to no avail, and were slowly retreating.

Realizing that the real yuan was sucked into the silver needle in order to block the opponent's special magic attack, Mo Jinyang felt a little uneasy. Feng Fan's strength is indeed extremely powerful, and he can still play the equivalent of yuan under the premise of being injured. The strength of a peak-level monk in the late infant period.The four magic weapons collided fiercely in the air, emitting various rays of light.

Mo Jinyang wiped the storage ring, and a long sword exuding a cold light appeared in front of him.With one touch of Mo Jinyang's hand, the long sword slashed down towards Feng Fan with a dazzling cold light.Feng Fan's mind moved, and a huge blood ax flew out.Under Feng Fan's single point, the blood ax suddenly emitted endless blood light, and rushed towards the long sword fiercely.

"Clank..." Countless clear and crisp sounds echoed in my ears, causing countless waves of spiritual power fluctuations.Thousands of blood rays from the blood ax enveloped the long sword, and the surroundings were filled with a thick bloody atmosphere.

As the two people's true energy gushed out quickly, the two ancient treasures fought fiercely together.Although Feng Fan's strength was half a level higher than Mo Jinyang's, when controlling so many treasures and fighting against Mo Jinyang, his strength was slightly affected due to the high consumption of spiritual consciousness.Therefore, when manipulating multiple treasures and fighting casually, it is not as advantageous as before.

This is also the insidiousness of Mo Jinyang, knowing that his strength is not as good as Feng Fan's, so he manipulated many treasures to attack Feng Fan, and Feng Fan was forced to use many treasures to fight against him.Mo Jinyang took advantage because driving multiple treasures required a huge amount of consciousness.

Mo Jinyang roared, the light around the long sword expanded rapidly, and rushed towards the bloody ax that was bursting with blood, an overwhelming force gushed out, and rushed forward the blood axe, the two treasures clashed more intensely Colliding with each other, there are countless shocking blood and brilliance, and the momentum is extremely huge.

Feng Fan pointed at the blood axe, a powerful true essence swarmed out, covering the blood axe completely.The blood ax and blood awns burst out, all covering the long sword in front.

Mo Jinyang pointed at the long sword continuously, and his true energy poured into the long sword like a stormy wave, and the air was mixed with the fierce collision and entanglement of ancient treasures, true essence, and two-color rays of light.Compared with the battle between the other eight special magic weapons and these two ancient treasures, it is like the light of rice grains competing with the sun and the moon.After a fierce collision, the two ancient treasures suddenly separated and flew back to the two of them respectively.

Mo Jinyang waved the long sword and pointed at it, and a white brilliance appeared around the long sword. After Mo Jinyang tapped again, the long sword shot directly towards Feng Fan, and a huge force burst out suddenly , dazzling brilliance scattered in all directions, covering Xiang Fengfan.

Feng Fan flicked the blood ax in front of him lightly, and countless blood lights shot out suddenly, condensing into a bloody light curtain in front of Feng Fan in an instant.

There was a muffled sound of "Pu Chi", and the long sword ruthlessly pierced into the blood-colored light curtain, causing huge waves, and the spurting rays of light and true essence scattered in all directions.The blood-colored light curtain surged, emitting endless blood light, forming a huge blood cocoon, gradually wrapping the long sword in it.

The long sword groaned unwillingly, twisting its body constantly, trying in vain to break free from the seal and control of the blood cocoon, but when Feng Fan's mind moved, as Feng Fan gushed out a large amount of true energy, the power of the blood cocoon suddenly increased , firmly seal and surround the long sword.

Mo Jinyang, who felt the aura of the long sword far away from his own body, waved his hands with a slightly changed expression. With the gushing out of a huge amount of true energy, the long sword made a clear buzzing sound, and broke free from the shackles of the blood cocoon, flying It returned to Mo Jinyang's hands.

Mo Jinyang waved the long sword, the long sword was full of light, emitting countless light spots, the light spots quickly condensed, and countless miniature swords suddenly appeared.Mo Jinyang flicked the long sword with his other hand, and the countless miniature swords surrounding it suddenly spread out, forming a white flying eagle in midair.

After Mo Jinyang pointed the long sword at Feng Fan, the white eagle soared into the sky, and then swooped down towards Feng Fan.An aura that was extremely close to the peak-level monks in the late Yuanying period came from the flying eagle, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

Feng Fan pointed at the blood axe, and the ancient treasure burst into a violent aura, quickly turning into a huge bloody net.The giant net of color demanded skyrocketed, enveloping the entire area several feet away from Fengfan.

At this moment, the white flying eagle had arrived, and countless crackling sounds came out. The blood-colored giant net suddenly dimmed under the violent attack of the white flying eagle's sharp claws, and at the same time slowly shrank.As Feng Fan's true essence crazily poured into it through the blood axe, the blood-colored giant net burst into light, and finally stopped shrinking, firmly blocking the white flying eagle from the outside.

"Scatter!" Mo Jinyang hissed.The white flying eagle spread out instantly, turning into countless daggers, revolving around the giant scarlet net, and began to sweep towards the giant net from all directions.Countless muffled sounds came out, and the huge bloody web trembled violently countless times. As it continued to shrink, the color of the bloody web also became dim.

Mo Jinyang waved the long sword in his hand continuously, and a large number of sword gangs swarmed out, turning into countless white sword shadows. The strong killing intent drifted away with the wind, and the white sword shadows swarmed towards Feng Fan like a stormy wave, just like falling down. It was like a white ice rain all over the sky.The white light surged rapidly, carrying a shocking force, rushing like a raging sea.

Feng Fan frantically poured the true energy in his body into the blood axe, and the blood ax suspended in the air suddenly surged, emitting countless blood blades, rushing towards the swarming sword shadows.

"Crackling..." The two berserk forces shot out thousands of rays of light, forming waves of surging waves, which fell towards the earth.Countless sharp voices came later, and countless dust and stone chips suddenly rose from the stone platform, forming countless tiny depressions.

But the fierce battle in the air is still going on, countless red and white lights are entangled, and they refuse to give in to each other.After a few breaths, the two terrifying fluctuations disappeared almost at the same time.

Mo Jinyang showed a stern look on his face, stretched out his right hand, and the long sword rose into the air.Mo Jinyang pointed at the long sword, and the long sword twisted quickly, turning into a giant white dragon in a very short time.

"Go!" After Mo Jinyang gave a low cry, the white giant dragon rushed towards Feng Fan with all its teeth and claws, biting Feng Fan fiercely.

Feng Fan flicked his right hand across the air, and the blood ax suddenly turned into a red unicorn, rushing towards the flying white dragon.The white giant dragon and the blood-colored unicorn met in the air, making the sounds of gold and iron.As the true essence in Feng Fan and Mo Jinyang swarmed out, the two objects transformed from two ancient treasures in the air violently fought together.