Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 197
"This kid has already touched the edge of a saber intent, but whether he can comprehend the saber intent or not depends on his good luck." Lei Hou said with a smile.

"Not bad." The other three princes nodded together.

Sword intent is artistic conception!

Even if you have touched the edge of the saber intent, how difficult it is to comprehend the saber intent!Even many masters of the fifth and sixth levels of the Tongxuan Secret Realm may not be able to comprehend the artistic conception!
Some people even fail to cross this hurdle in their entire lives!

From the slightest edge of the sword intent to the complete comprehension of the sword intent!
Sitting on the carved chair, Fang Qi couldn't help but feel moved when he saw the thunder from the setting sun unleashed by Shi Hei. The other party's saber just now had a hint of saber intent in it, and as long as he goes a step further, he can condense his saber intent Come on, although he is still far behind Fang Qi, he has already condensed his own earth fist and misty sword intent, but not everyone is as lucky as Fang Qi, and it is very likely that he will not be able to comprehend the artistic conception in his whole life Come.

"In this match, Shi Hei wins!" The referee shouted loudly, Hei Muwei lay unwillingly on the edge of the ring, wanted to shout but couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?" The gray-robed old man's voice was overwhelming and pervasive.

"I want to challenge!" Another person wanted to challenge, and immediately flew onto the stage.

Next, someone challenged Xu Ziwen, Wu Xiu, and Pei Qianyu, but they were all defeated without any surprise. What surprised Fang Qi was that Shi Tao didn't come to challenge him, which surprised him a little.

After five rounds of challenges, the old man in gray robe asked the crowd again, but no one answered.

So many people challenged the top [-], but they were all beaten to the ground. Who would dare to continue to challenge?Who else dares to challenge the authority of the top sixteen?
there is none left!
Absolutely gone!
Everyone is convinced that they are not the opponents of these sixteen people.

"Since there are no more, then we will proceed to the next round. The top sixteen will fight one-on-one, and the top eight will be contested, and the remaining eight will be eliminated." The gray-robed old man smiled. After speaking, the old man waved his hand, Immediately someone presented a bamboo tube.

"You sixteen disciples will draw lots for a duel, No. [-] and No. [-], No. [-] and No. [-], and so on. Come and draw lots, and report your number and name after drawing lots."

Fang Qi and others stepped forward one after another and drew a lot from the bamboo tube.

"Number six, Fang Qi."

Fang Qi looked at his bamboo stick, which had number six written on it.

"Who is number five?" Fang Qi frowned, looked around, and at the same time handed the bamboo stick to the waiter next to the old man. The waiter looked at the bamboo stick, then hung the bamboo stick on the stone board in front of him, and wrote under number six Xia Qi's name.

After a while, the waiter hung up the No. [-] bamboo stick again, and wrote down a name, Yang Peng!

"A disciple of the Yang family." Fang Qi looked at Yang Peng with a calm face, and Yang Peng was also looking at himself with a sneer.

Seeing Fang Qi's gaze sweeping towards him, Yang Peng wiped his neck at Fang Qi, full of provocation. Fang Qi looked at him as if he was looking at a clown, and said flatly, "Idiot."

Fang Qi's voice is not loud, but what cultivation level are the people present?Naturally, they heard it clearly, and there were smiles on the corners of their mouths. Only Yang Peng's face was cold, and Fang Qi's arrogance made him feel angry.

"The top sixteen contests will be held simultaneously on the eight arenas, each of you will be on the stage." The gray-robed old man said calmly.

"No. [-], No. [-], No. [-] arena."

"No. [-], No. [-], No. [-] arena."

... Fang Qi slowly climbed onto the third ring, his whole body was like an old monk in meditation, his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, standing quietly on the ring.

"Boy, I don't care what your origin is, if you jump off the ring and admit defeat, I, Yang, will let you live." Yang Peng jumped onto the ring, pondered for a while, and said in a concentrated voice.

"You should know how powerful my Yang family is in the entire Blue Moon Kingdom." Yang Peng is also considered a generation of arrogance. He spit out words one by one, and kept climbing, the powerful aura firmly locked on Fang Qi.

Boom!

The blood in his body was roaring, a cyan seed suddenly appeared on top of his head, and a huge spiritual pressure suddenly pressed against Fang Qi!
"Late stage of True Yuan Realm!" Everyone below felt Yang Peng's powerful aura, and couldn't help but gasp. This aura is so powerful that it makes people tremble.

Fang Qi, on the other hand, still stood there without saying a word, looked at the other party, and said slowly: "Idiot."

"court death!"

Yang Peng's face was icy cold, murderous aura was flying all over the sky, the cyan energy seeds above his head were roaring, the terrifying air mechanism locked on Fang Qi tightly, intense rays of light shot out from his body, and the terrifying spiritual oppression oppressed all directions , The ring trembled slightly, and the ring was shaken slightly by the gushing spiritual pressure alone.

Boom!

The long sword in Yang Peng's hand clanged out of its sheath!

Black epee!

Power down!

A sword struck, as if the world was oppressed.

While Fang Qi was in a trance, it seemed that he could hear the sound of heavy wind pressure. It seemed that the strong wind was roaring and roaring, and the black long sword had already hit Fang Qi's head.

"Open it for me!" Fang Qi stood in place, looked at the other party, and grabbed it with his right hand, as if an ancient god suddenly opened his eyes and let out a roar.

"How dare you grab my spirit soldier!" Yang Peng looked at Fang Qi, and sneered in his heart, "Even if you are a cultivator of body training, you are not as big as you are!"

Before Fang Qi defeated Hei Muwei with three palms, everyone already thought that he was a body-training cultivator.

"What a strange strength, there is a dark force in it!" Fang Qi grabbed the blade of the opponent's black long sword with one hand, and immediately felt the opponent's strange true energy vibrating out in a strange way, which made him almost unable to grasp it. Hold the opponent's long sword.

"Boom—"

The two collided together, and the spiritual pressure formed a storm, which bombarded on the block formation, and the entire block formation trembled, forming waves like lines.

Crash - the two separated immediately.

"How is it possible?" Yang Peng was full of disbelief, "My Hei Yao Sword is made of obsidian, even the masters of the Tiangang Realm dare not catch my Hei Yao Sword with their hands so easily, but he caught it! ?”

"I sent out six layers of dark energy, all of which were blocked by him!" The shock in Yang Peng's heart cannot be described in words. He noticed that the opponent was motionless, as stable as Mount Tai, and was still standing in place. This blow did not make the opponent retreat, but But he was knocked back two steps!
"No wonder that big bear Hei Muwei is not his opponent! This person's body training is already very strong!" Yang Peng was surprised, and Fang Qi was even more surprised.

"What a weird way to exert power!" Fang Qi's eyes twitched slightly, and he was taken aback. It was the first time he felt such a strange way to exert force.

"My physical body is tyrannical, and I can usually directly counterattack the spiritual soldiers. If I control the spiritual soldiers, those people's strength will be reduced by half, and they will not be able to exert themselves at all." Fang Qi thought to himself, but this time, he failed.

The opponent's way of exerting force was too weird, and he broke free from his hand abruptly.

Ordinary people, if Fang Qi captures the spirit weapon, they basically don't have to mess around, and it becomes his weapon directly, which in turn can kill the opponent!

But this time, it's different.

"The sword just now must have weighed 30 catties!" Fang Qi's heart moved. The opponent's sword strike just now must have thirty dragon power, which is why he felt that dull feeling.

"I don't believe it anymore!" Yang Peng's face was a little ferocious, and his aura rose again, "I practice swords under the Xuelong Waterfall every day, and feel the Qiangfeng Qianjun Sword in the typhoon every day, but he blocked it?!"

"Gangfeng Qianjun Sword, give it to me!"

Yang Peng was roaring in his heart, let out a ferocious howl, the gust of wind all over his body became more and more raging, his body flickered again and again, his steps were secretive, and he came to kill again and again, his figure was extremely violent, like a gust of wind passing through , All around suddenly flying sand and stones.

"Good time!" Fang Qi opened his eyes, his whole body glowed with blazing light, and scorching air waves rushed towards the surroundings. He was like the first human-shaped sun, exuding a hot breath, majestic and mighty.

"Break it for me!"

Fang Qi's eyes are like a dragon, and his whole body is full of heat. Seeing that the opponent's sword light is approaching the limit, he steps on the shadow-following movement technique, and his body changes again and again. Now that he has practiced the shadow-following movement technique to a great extent, it is like countless shadows. The two flickered on the field. Everyone was dazzled and couldn't see them at all. They could only hear roars and explosions, but they couldn't see them at all.

Boom boom boom boom!
The arena was shaking, Fang Qi stretched out his big hand suddenly, like a cloud and dragon reaching out for its claws, and the treasure body exuded infinite power, like a young king walking from the ancient times, stepping on the ground!

Boom!

Fang Qi activated the Dragon and Elephant Divine Seal, brazenly bursting out nearly fifty dragon powers. He was afraid that people would see what was going on if he used too much power, so he didn't dare to play tricks at this moment.

This claw has extremely condensed energy, but Fang Qi's energy is much higher than the quality of real energy, the momentum in his body is surging, covering the whole field, and the ring under his feet is cracked again.

Crash--the sword light like a gust of wind all shattered and turned into powder!
Boom!

Fang Qi stretched out his other hand again, like an elephant fishing for a giant dragon, and suddenly hooked the elephant's trunk. Everyone only heard a dull elephant roar, which made their souls tremble!

The dragon elephant shakes the gods!

This palm contains the divine sense attack in the Dragon Elephant Seal!
Divine consciousness has always been extremely mysterious, not only for exploration, for perception, but also for attacking!

And in the unique art of Dragon Elephant Divine Seal, there is such an attack method!
Boom!

Before this palm came, Yang Peng was the first to be stunned by the bombardment, as if he had lost his soul.

"good chance!"

Fang Qi laughed loudly, and slapped the opponent's chest with a slap. The terrifying force of the vastness forced the opponent's chest into a depression.

Pfft—the next moment, the Hei Yao sword fell from Yang Peng's hand, spurting blood and flying down the ring!

"This battle, Shi Family, Fang Qisheng! Advance to the quarterfinals!"

(End of this chapter)