Tuxian Road

Nanpei Baiwen heard Dao Ruonan read the result, his face was full of smiles, and he looked enthusiastic.In the three competitions in the early days of the two big families, the Dao family won two games, while the Nan family won one game.Now Fengfan has won a game, and the total score of the game has changed from one game behind to a tie, which makes Nan Peibai sincerely happy.

"The next match will be between Dao Hanling of the Dao family and Cheng Haoxuan of the Nan family." Dao Ruonan pondered for a while, seeing Dao Qianliu slowly leave the arena, and then read out loudly.

Not long after Dao Ruonan read out, a young girl in purple walked towards the arena.This young girl has a slender figure, white teeth, red lips, long hair with a shawl, and a pair of dark eyes with a deep look.The slender waist, snow-white skin, and a pair of towering chests wrapped in a yew tree, showed an extremely charming state.When the woman entered the arena, both the Dao family and the monks of the Nan family became quiet.

"Cheng Haoxuan from the Nan family." Feng Fan said calmly with Gu Jing's expressionless expression.

"The Dao family is spiritual." A very charming voice came from the mouth of the opposite woman, and some of the surrounding monks couldn't help swallowing.Seeing the opponent's calm look, Dao Hanling's heart sank slightly, knowing that he had met an extremely calm and powerful opponent.

Feng Fan's mind moved, and the true essence shield appeared around his body.Dao Hanling flicked a storage bracelet on his right wrist, a silver-white light flashed, and a Fangtian painted halberd appeared in front of him.

The little halberd that was about an inch long suddenly swelled with a single finger, and it turned into a behemoth that was about ten feet long, emitting a dazzling rainbow of shock.With a flick of Dao Hanling's one-sided sleeve, Fang Tian's painted halberd shot towards Feng Fan with a fierce wind.Because the ancient treasure castrated extremely quickly, the surrounding space formed a cyclone.

Feng Fan waved one hand, and a huge blood ax flew out.Under Feng Fan's single finger point, the blood ax suddenly emitted endless blood light, and slashed at Fang Tian's painting halberd flying towards him.Thousands of blood lights shrouded it, and the surroundings were filled with a thick bloody atmosphere.

With a sound of "Zheng", when the two ancient treasures met, there was a deafening sound, forming a violent spatial fluctuation.Under the control of the two, the two ancient treasures fought fiercely.The silvery white and bloody brilliance are intertwined and entangled with each other, and they refuse to give in to each other, just like two manic monsters.

"This person is really powerful!" When watching the competition between Feng Fan and Dao Qianliu just now, Dao Hanling knew that Feng Fan, as an initial-level monk in the middle stage of Dacheng, could display the strength equivalent to that of an initial-level monk in the late stage of Dacheng. After experiencing the strength of the opponent, and feeling the power emanating from the blood axe that is equivalent to the initial level of monks in the late stage of Dacheng, Dao Hanling was still secretly shocked.

Feng Fan pointed at the blood ax with one hand, and the blood ax turned into thousands of blood lights, covering the huge Fang Tian painted halberd.As the blood glow continued to shrink, it gradually turned into a blood cocoon, trapping Fang Tian's painting halberd inside.

The ancient treasure in the blood cocoon seemed to feel an extremely suppressed force, so it began to shake violently, trying to get out of the blood cocoon.But because the strength was half a level short, the blood cocoon was still gradually shrinking, but the ancient treasure shaking violently inside it had no intention of defeating the blood cocoon at all.

Feeling that the connection between Fang Tian's painting halberd in the blood cocoon and himself has become far away, Dao Hanling scratched the index finger of the same hand with his thumb, and then flicked with one finger, a drop of blood shot towards the blood cocoon. go.

When that drop of blood approached the blood cocoon, a dazzling silver glow suddenly emanated from it, covering that drop of blood, and then swallowing it quickly.The ancient treasure in the blood cocoon was full of silver light, its aura became stronger, and it rampaged violently.Under the impact of powerful force, the blood cocoon began to tremble violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Feng Fan waved his one-sided sleeve robe, the body of the blood ax not far from the blood cocoon shook, and a huge blood-colored ax shadow slashed towards the blood cocoon fiercely.The moment the ax shadow approached the blood cocoon, the blood cocoon suddenly opened a huge crack when Feng Fan's mind moved.Fang Tian's painted halberd inside was about to rush out, when the bloody ax shadow rushed in fiercely along the crack.

With a loud "Zheng", the shadow of the ax struck Fang Tian's painted halberd fiercely.Although the ax shadow disappeared in an instant, Fang Tian's painting halberd seemed to weaken rapidly under this shocking blow, lost his previous mania, and became quiet.

The cracks in the blood cocoon healed quickly, and then continued to shrink slowly.When it shrinks to about the same size as Fang Tian's painted halberd, it makes a "squeak..." sound, and Fang Tian's painted halberd in the blood cocoon begins to deform and shrink under the pressure of the blood cocoon.

Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was connected with the body's mind and mind, was gradually shrunk by the blood sacrifice. Dao Hanling felt a slight roaring sound in his mind, and his chest was extremely distressed.

At this time, Dao Hanling has two choices, one is to immediately give up control of his ancient treasure Fang Tian's painting halberd, and this uncomfortable feeling will disappear immediately.Either continue to use the divine sense to control this ancient treasure with difficulty, but will continue to endure the extremely depressing feeling. After all, being forcibly deprived of the control over one's own ancient treasure is an extremely uncomfortable thing.

Dao Hanling stroked his index finger with his thumb continuously, and then threw out three drops of blood.When these few drops of blood were very close to the blood cocoon, they were quickly swallowed by the silver light emitted by the Tianhua halberd inside it.

Fang Tian's painted halberd in the blood cocoon was so powerful that it seemed that its power was infinitely close to that of the initial level monk in the late stage of Dacheng, and at the same time, it began to stir and flip violently in the blood cocoon.

With a "boom", the blood cocoon burst open due to continuous and powerful attacks.Although Fang Tian's painted halberd got out of trouble, its color became much darker, and its momentum also weakened a lot.Dao Hanling's complexion turned a little pale, because he not only lost a few drops of blood essence just now, but also consumed a huge amount of consciousness to finally free his ancient treasure from the siege of the blood cocoon.

With a move of Dao Hanling's right hand, Fang Tian's painted halberd flew back.In the middle of the journey, the ancient treasure turned into a one-inch-long miniature object, which was put into the storage bracelet worn by Dao Hanling on his right wrist.

Dao Hanling shook the storage bracelet with killing intent on his face, and sixteen silver-white flying swords flew out one after another.The silver sword circled according to a certain trajectory, emitting countless silver lights.These silver glows intertwined and condensed, forming countless strange runes.Under the urging of Dao Hanling's two-handed technique, the silver flying sword flew towards Fengfan from all directions.

"It turns out that this sword formation can display the strength equivalent to that of an initial-level monk in the late stage of Dacheng!" Feeling the aura emanating from sixteen silver flying swords transformed into a strange sword formation, Feng Fan secretly marveled.

After a few breaths, the sixteen flying swords stopped a few feet away from Feng Fan.Dao Hanling waved one hand, and the silver sword spun rapidly, and at the same time, it emitted a series of sword lights, sweeping towards Feng Fan like overwhelming.

Feng Fan raised one hand, a golden light rose into the sky, and a golden ring rose rapidly.Under Feng Fan's single finger, the golden ring suddenly emitted ten thousand golden lights, covering Feng Fan's surroundings, forming a closed defensive mask.The body of the ancient treasure of the Golden Ring stayed three feet above Feng Fan's head, emitting golden light continuously.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..." Countless voices came out, and countless sword glows were cut on the mask formed by the ancient treasures of the Golden Ring. The power of a monk of this level is also emitted from the mask, so the two forces are evenly matched.

Dao Hanling took out countless pieces of super-grade crystal jade, quickly absorbed the true energy from them, and then kept pointing at the sword array quickly, and the sword array issued uninterrupted fierce attacks.

And Feng Fan below the golden ring continuously injects true energy into the golden ring, and the ancient treasure continuously emits golden light under the control of Feng Fan's true energy and divine consciousness, so that the golden mask that is constantly trembling under the blow of the sword light continues to Repair and firm.

Although the real energy consumed by Feng Fan can be continuously replenished through Jingyu, but the spiritual consciousness consumed by him has not been replenished at all since the last competition.Dao Hanling knew that it would be difficult to win if he took a strong attack in a short period of time. After all, the opponent's strength was half a level higher than his own.So at this time, Dao Hanling urged the sixteen flying swords, and set up a sword array to launch a quick attack on Feng Fan, in order to consume Feng Fan's true energy as soon as possible, so that he would eventually be defeated without a fight.

After a stick of incense, Feng Fan, who felt the consumption of his spiritual consciousness and had already seen Dao Hanling's plan, showed a sneer, flipped over with one hand, and a panacea appeared in his hand.Feng Fan swallowed the elixir, his aura soared, and the loss of spiritual consciousness was completely recovered.

"Replenishing God Pill!" Sweeping Feng Fan with his divine sense, Dao Hanling immediately understood what kind of pill Feng Fan swallowed, so he exclaimed in surprise.The situation at this time was immediately reversed as Feng Fan swallowed a divine tonic pill.

Originally, according to the current situation, Dao Hanling would first exhaust Feng Fan's consciousness and win.After all, Feng Fan had consumed a huge amount of spiritual consciousness after the last competition, and Dao Hanling attacked Feng Fan with a powerful force in this competition, so if Feng Fan didn't swallow a God-replenishing pill to supplement, Its consciousness will be exhausted first.

But Feng Fan swallowed a God-replenishing pill to replenish all the lost consciousness, and Dao Hanling immediately fell into a disadvantageous situation.If this attack continues, Dao Hanling's consciousness will be exhausted before Feng Fan.

Dao Hanling pointed at the sword array with a gloomy face, thinking that he would be defeated if he continued, sixteen flying swords suddenly gathered around Feng Fan.Dao Hanling pinched a spell against the flying swords gathered together, and then secretly recited a spell.The sixteen flying swords were completely condensed together and turned into a huge flying sword.Dao Hanling waved one hand, and the huge sword rose into the air.