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Seeing this scene, Xiao Nan under the ring immediately relaxed his frown, and said with a smile: "This kind of trick should have been used long ago, so why bother."

Lin Wan'er murmured: "Brave Sword Slashing the Eight Desolations... is the fearless sword intent."

Compared with the past, Yuan Futu's Fearless Sword Intent at this moment is more powerful, and the domineering momentum is released like a tidal wave, just like countless reckless sword intentions erupting from his sword edge, Like ten thousand horses galloping, like the Yangtze River and the sea!

break!

The Earth Yuan Shield collapsed instantly following Yuan Futu's command, and those green-glowed gods seemed to have found their target, and kept screaming, sweeping towards them suddenly.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in front of the brave sword!"

Yuan Futu let out a deep roar, and slashed towards the blue light with a sword. The sword intent of the brave sword condensed with the power of the earth became more profound, and immediately wrapped dozens of green light sharp edges.

Liu Chuanyi's face changed suddenly, he only felt that those green awn gods seemed to be imprisoned by a huge force, and they faintly wanted to get out of control.

Yuan Futu felt the green glow struggling and roaring in the sword intent, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "If you don't have this spirit treasure, I see what tricks you have!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword intent burst out again, tightly locking the still struggling piece of blue light, chopping and slashing, a large piece of blue light faded, and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Liu Chuanyi took two steps back, his body trembling like chaff, he did not expect Yuan Futu's sword intent to be so powerful.

At this moment of distraction, the Tianyuan sword has struck!

"Xuanfeng protector!"

Liu Chuanyi lost his spirit treasure, but he still had a strong wind energy. He immediately cast a spell to protect his whole body, forming a sticky cyan substance on the surface of his body. With such power, under one blow, the Xuanfeng Guardian violently turbulent, and it seems that it will be destroyed in a short time.

"Oops!" Rukawa Yi was not in a good mood, and kept retreating, but Yuan Futu kept pressing, and shouted: "Taste the power of Xuantu Gale!"

Under the infusion of powerful Yuan force, the small formation of power hidden in the Tian Yuan sword erupted instantly, and a tornado gust rose from the ground, enveloping Rukawa Yi.

Liu Chuanyi's body turned like a top, trying to use the force to stabilize his figure, but found that the strong wind contained extremely thick force of the earth, forming a powerful force like flying sand and rocks.

"I surrender!"

As soon as he shouted, Yuan Futu withdrew the energy that activated the formation. He looked at Rukawa Yi who was lying on the ground in a state of distress, frowned, and said, "I'm sorry..."

Rukawa Yi's clothes were torn apart by the storm, revealing a large piece of skin. He staggered to sit up, and when he realized how embarrassed he was, he immediately screamed, covered his chest with his hands, and said in shock, "Old Buddha...you ...how could you treat me like this?"

Yuan Futu looked embarrassed, and said: "It is inevitable that there will be injuries in the competition on the ring, and what's more, it's only your clothes that are torn. We are all men, so don't make such a fuss?"

"You... hooligan!" Rukawa Yi hurriedly stood up, waved back the green awns that fell on the ground, and disappeared into the laughing crowd.

Yuan Futu was in a daze for a moment, took a breath, and said with emotion: "The Daxuan Jianlu is indeed rich in wonderful flowers..."

Lin Wan'er clapped her hands and said, "You really have improved a lot, and you must have hidden a lot of selfishness, right?"

Yuan Futu stepped down from the ring, smiling all over his face, and said: "Of course, if I have to use all my strengths in this kind of competition, then I really deserve to die."

Xiao Nan said: "The performance is good. The control of Yuanli is much more detailed than before, especially the formation. It seems that a lot of effort has been put into the instant formation of the formation."

Since he is a spirit treasure casting master, he must be a formation master. Yuan Futu only released the small formation power in the Tianyuan sword on the ring just now, and Xiaonan saw it clearly. Well, he has indeed worked hard on formations for a long time, hoping to shorten the time it takes to set up formations, so as to take advantage of his innate power of chaos, and this power has now become his hidden trump card.

This competition allowed all disciples to see the strength of Yuan Futu's return from cultivation. It was not overbearing, but it gave people a feeling of confidence, so many people began to wonder whether he had really thought of a way to defeat Pound , but after careful consideration, it seems unlikely.

If it really came to the competition between Yuan Futu and Pound, no one would bet on it.

Before sunset, Yuan Futu and Lin Wan'er had another match in their respective arenas. The opponent's strength was weak, so they were easily resolved.

Watching the defeated disciple leave, Yuan Futu also walked off the ring, but at this moment, a pressure fell from the sky, he didn't feel any pressure from Yuanli, but he felt like being stared at fiercely. It feels like I am now a prey to be slaughtered.

"It's him!" Yuan Futu collected his attention and immediately saw a man in the crowd.

The man was wearing a blue robe, with a tall and straight figure, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and his whole body was introverted, making it difficult to see his strength, but as long as he looked intently, he would feel as if he had fallen into the ocean. His strength has reached the realm of the god of law.

"There are not many inner disciples in this group who can reach the realm of Dharma God. Could it be that he is?" Yuan Futu was thinking to himself when the man in blue came over.

He took off the bamboo hat, revealed a expressionless face, and said: "Disciple Sun Tianwei has seen the patriarch."

"He really is Sun Tianwei!" Yuan Futu's heart sank. He had heard from Xiaonan before that Zifu Jianlu was a master of the realm of the God of Law, and Yu Shuiyuanli had unfathomable strength. He said immediately: "No need Thank you very much."

Sun Tianwei's face was like an eternal glacier, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and he spoke in a very straightforward manner, "The old man won two games in a row, so he will fight his disciple tomorrow. I hope It’s time to ask for a lesson or two.”

Yuan Futu didn't realize it before, only then did he realize that in tomorrow's competition, he would face this almost perverted existence, and only by defeating him would he face the masters of the rings and compete for the final winner.

"You have reached the realm of Dharma God, I should be the one to ask for advice." The corners of Yuan Futu's mouth twitched.

Sun Tianwei didn't answer, just turned around and walked away, looking like another monster with a strange temper but extremely strong strength.