Fantasy: Opportunity Radar, Great Emperor-Level Opportunities Everywhere

"The final battle begins now!"

The white-robed elder finished speaking.

Liu Yang was the first to attack, taking three steps and two steps at a time, he came to Ji Yuan and slashed him cleanly with his sword.

The onlookers quickly focused their attention on Ji Yuan, wanting to see how the latter would respond.

Next, an unexpected scene happened.

Ji Yuan actually did not dodge, but took a step forward and raised his fist to meet him.

"Are you crazy? I know he has amazing strength, but how dare he challenge Liu Yang's sword?!"

The disciples who were watching were shocked and shouted in disbelief.

But his voice was only halfway out of his throat. Seeing the next scene, his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by invisible hands, and he could no longer make any sound.

I saw the fist and the long knife colliding together, and bursts of sparks broke out.

Everyone could clearly see Liu Yang's expression changing slightly.

The next moment, Liu Yang was sent flying directly by the punch, and he landed on the edge of the ring in a state of embarrassment, his indifferent expression frozen for a moment.

The strength of the punch just now shook his heart.

It was not just Liu Yang who became disoriented, but also everyone in the audience.

The excited expressions of the disciples who were watching froze.

Su Tian and Lin Ming's eyes widened instantly.

There was an obvious dull look on Duan Wenyin's face.

Even the white-robed elder who personally presided over the battle was stunned for a moment, not even noticing that he had pulled off a small section of his long beard.

"I underestimated you, you are very strong!"

Liu Yang stared at Ji Yuan and spoke word by word.

"Your knife is not bad either." Ji Yuan chuckled.

"I'm serious about it."

After Liu Yang finished speaking, he stopped talking and came forward again.

A cold sword intent began to radiate from his body.

The sword flashed, and its power was already several times more powerful than before.

Ji Yuan punched back, but felt a sting on his fist. When he lowered his head, he saw blood marks on his fist.

Already injured by the invisible sword intention.

Liu Yang came to kill again, the sword power all over his body rising steadily as if it would never end.

Ji Yuan was forced to retreat one after another, feeling a little helpless.

It seemed that Liu Yang could not be defeated by strength alone.

In that case, let's use a sword.

Liu Yang slashed continuously with the knife. Suddenly, there was an obvious resistance on the long knife.

He looked up indifferently.

I saw his knife colliding with a sword.

And it is Ji Yuan who holds this sword.

"You...can still use a sword?"

There was a hint of surprise in Liu Yang's voice.

Ji Yuan didn't respond, so he stabbed with his sword.

Liu Yang frowned and raised his knife to block it.

Suddenly, Ji Yuan's momentum suddenly rose, and a sharp aura came out.

The speed of the sword suddenly increased and scratched Liu Yang's arm.

"Sword Intent!?"

The white-robed elder stood up suddenly and shouted in disbelief.

Ji Yuan not only has amazing strength, but also masters Sword Intent! ?

"What's wrong with this outer sect competition? It's a fire spirit body and a sword intent, and now there's a Sword Intent!?"

The white-robed elder was shocked.

The disciples who were watching were even more shocked. The disciples who were close to the ring felt as if their skin was pricked by countless small needles, and they retreated continuously.

Lin Ming and Su Tian were stunned on the spot.

Duan Wenyin's expression was dull, as if he had seen a ghost, and his scalp felt numb.

Cao Xin covered her mouth and her pupils continued to dilate.

The most shocked person was Liu Yang on the stage.

Regardless of his injuries, he stared at Ji Yuan with narrowed pupils.

If Ji Yuan knew how to use a sword, he was only slightly surprised.

Now that the Sword Intent came out, Liu Yang's expression became more solemn than ever.

Even in the battle with Duan Wenyin, he had never looked like this before.

He found that he still despised Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan's attainments in swordsmanship are not weaker than him at all.

"Interesting, this is interesting!"

Liu Yang licked his lips, his eyes excited, as if he had encountered a long-awaited prey.

The sword power in his body surged to the extreme, approaching Ji Yuan again.

Liu Yang's sword skills are very versatile, and combined with his sword intention, he has never encountered an opponent in the same situation.

However, this time it is different.

Ji Yuan's swordsmanship is impenetrable, and Martial Dao's artistic conception has a tendency to overwhelm Liu Yang.

Coupled with that extremely terrifying force of 120,000 kilograms.

Every time the swords collided, Liu Yang's tiger's mouth felt numb.

In an instant, he was suppressed by Ji Yuan and kept retreating.

Liu Yang fought extremely hard until he was pushed to the edge of the ring by Ji Yuan's sword force and was ready to retire.

Liu Yang let out an angry roar, veins popped up on his forehead, and he activated his sword intent to the extreme.

"Zhantian!"

He once again unleashed the killer move he had used to defeat Duan Wenyin before.

This knife can reversibly kill Innate!

The terrifying sword light showed a destructive force, the floor tiles of the arena continued to crack, and even the aura barrier on the edge of the arena shook slightly.

The power of a sword is so terrifying.

Even the disciples who were watching in the audience were affected. Their faces turned pale, with fear on their faces, and they subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Lin Ming and Su Tian's bodies trembled slightly uncontrollably, and they felt the breath of death from this knife.

"His sword intention has become even better after the battle with me!"

Duan Wenyin looked surprised. Liu Yang's sword was even stronger than when he fought with him.

At this time, a solemn look appeared on Ji Yuan's face for the first time.

The unparalleled sword light made him feel a sense of crisis.

If this knife was struck forcefully, even his body would be seriously injured.

Moreover, the sword blocked all escape routes and locked him tightly, making it impossible to dodge.

"He is worthy of being the number one genius in the outer sect."

Ji Yuan whispered, and a surge of hatred suddenly emitted from his body!

A paranoid feeling of despair and almost madness arose spontaneously.

This emotion was so contagious that all the disciples were in a trance, as if they saw the bleak life of an amazingly talented young man behind Ji Yuan!

Hate, hate, hate! !

I hate that everyone in the Juzong family keeps forcing him to marry him because of a skill that cannot be practiced!

I hate that the lineage elder slaughtered all his relatives and friends because of his own selfish desires!

I hate the elder in the realm of life and death who is approaching his longevity for destroying his way to practice Taoism!

After living for three hundred years, I can only watch the Divine Body collapse and decline, and I cannot avenge the great hatred in my heart! !

How can I not hate you! ?

How can one die with peace of mind? ! !

Hate it! ! !

Hate it! ! ! ! !

On the horizon, the last ray of setting sun slowly disappeared.

The sky became gloomy, and an indescribable sense of depression filled everyone's hearts.

The hatred is endless!

All the disciples who were watching turned pale, and their eyes turned red due to this emotion!

The violent look in Duan Wenyin's eyes greatly increased, and the violent fire spirit appeared in the air unconsciously.

Along with this overwhelming hatred, a terrifying Sword Intent shot straight into the sky!

The strong fluctuations caused the spiritual energy barrier at the edge of the ring to buzz, and the next moment it exploded!

Hatred and sword power merged together, erupting with an extremely ferocious power that swept the entire place.

"This..." The white-robed elder's eyes showed horror, and he quickly activated his spiritual energy to restrain the disciples Long Zao.

"Slut!"

Ji Yuan's calm voice rang in everyone's ears.

The next moment, a sword light flashed like a thunderbolt.

The terrifying sword energy was like the Flood Dragon rising out of the sea, and the arena collapsed instantly, sending up billowing smoke.

At the same time, the sword power belonging to Liu Yang in the arena collapsed and dissipated in an instant.

Everyone watched this scene silently.

When the smoke cleared, only a tall figure slowly emerged from the ruined arena.

The figure standing with a sword is none other than Ji Yuan.

In front of him, Liu Yang fell to the ground, his whole body covered with dense sword marks.