The two blue dragons went out to sea to fight against the giant golden hand at the same time, which happened to be a match for the giant hand.
There was nothing he could do with the giant hand, and the giant hand could not continue to press down for the time being, and could not pose a threat to Xiang Nan.
However, a scene that made the audience even more desperate appeared.
Yi Dong in the sky still smiled calmly, and clapped his right hand again!
A great Wei Tuo palm descended from the sky! This giant golden hand pressed down and merged with another giant golden hand!
Two golden giant hands were pressing on Xiang Nan at the same time, causing an incomparable oppressive force on Xiang Nan, causing Xiang Nan's Canglong to go to sea to collapse.
Xiang Nan also tried his best. He formed seals with both hands, and then divided into a clone!
"Quenching Yang!"
Xiang Nan roared desperately, and both avatars also quenched their yang!
Three violent rays of sunlight pierced through the palms of the hands and hit the three Xiang Nans fiercely.
Three blue dragons go out to sea! Let the dragon chant bursts on the ring.
"Break it!"
The three Xiang Nans, the three who were oppressed to the limit, drew their swords and slashed, soaring into the sky!
The three white electric knife lights instantly tore apart two huge golden palms, and went straight towards Yi Dong.
"Wow!" The audience was stunned.
That Yi Dong's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly stretched out his hands, both hands were as fast as a phantom.
"Feiying twists the flower finger!"
He pinched his fingers quickly with both hands, and kept slashing to both sides, and saw that Xiang Nan's three twisted swords were drawn, and they were constantly "picked" away by the electric lights.
Those three white electric sword lights were originally very powerful, but as the electric lights were quickly removed, it was equivalent to being continuously broken down.
Before the three sword-drawn swords had reached Yi Dong's body, they had already been picked and collapsed, leaving nothing at all.
Seeing this scene, Xiang Nan's heart was shocked!
This buddhist profound art of finger-picking is simply a unique martial skill that is unmatched in nature.
But after thinking about it, Xiang Nan didn't stop at all. At the same time he released the sword and slash, he and the two clones had already circled around from three directions, intending to besiege Yi Dong.
"That's it!" Murong Wanqing clapped her hands excitedly, and said, "In terms of fighting skills, Yi Dong is already inferior to Xiang Nan. Now that three Xiang Nan are attacking at the same time, then Yi Dong can't have three hands." Bar!"
Sure enough, no matter how powerful the flower finger is, at most it can only be released with both hands, and it will definitely not be able to stop the three Xiang Nans.
Yi Dong pinched his fingers with his left hand, and first tore away one of Xiang Nan's avatars, and with a pinch of his right hand, he tore away Xiang Nan on the right.
But Xiang Nan's real body had already launched an attack, and the huge knife was mixed with the power of burning thunder, and it slashed at Yi Dong's head!
It was this winning strike, but it was blocked by a black shield that appeared quickly!
clang!
Yi Dong took the opportunity to escape from behind the black shield. While walking quickly, he stretched his fingers with his left hand to pull Xiang Nan's real body towards him, and slapped a Wei Tuo palm with his right hand.
Xiang Nan's body lost his balance when he was pulled by the finger, and he got a palm in the chest!
This slap made Xiang Nan dizzy, and he vomited a big mouthful of blood, which also made his two clones disappear at the same time.
Yi Dong twisted his fingers with his left hand, and pulled Xiang Nan back again. At the same time, he also caught the pulling force and flew towards Xiang Nan, turned his right hand around, and slapped again!
This palm was no longer a simple palm force, but was printed on Xiang Nan's chest together with the palm force.
"Pfft!" Xiang Nan spurted a mouthful of blood, his internal organs were so shaken that they were about to be shattered, and he flew backwards with a bang.
Yi Dong touched the ground with his right foot, soared into the air, and blasted down with a big Prajna palm from top to bottom!
A huge fifteen-meter golden palm descended from the sky, just covering Xiang Nan who was flying upside down.
Xiang Nan was dizzy, and his whole body was in pain like a fiery clone, but relying on his rich combat experience and super sense of crisis, he insisted on resorting to a flash step, and flashed out from the golden palm.
And when the huge golden palm was printed on the arena, the entire arena crashed and fell into the ground suddenly!
The entire arena had completely disappeared on the horizon, and it was already five or six meters deep.
Elder Shi Beihong raised his right hand, and the intact arena floated out again.
Xiang Nan was lying on the ring not far away, vomiting out streams of blood from his mouth, red blood dripping from both ears and eyes.
"Xiang Nan! Admit defeat." Murong Wanqing couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted with red eyes.
"Xiang Nan, let's stop fighting, give up soon." Li Qingchuan and the others also shouted.
The entire audience was silent. From the bottom of their hearts, they were absolutely unwilling to let Xiang Nan surrender. If so, Tianxuanzong would win, and Haoranzong would lose face.
But this kind of words can't be said, because Xiang Nan has worked so hard to support him until now, without Xiang Nan, Hao Ranzong would not even be able to enter the finals.
Don't let Xiang Nan surrender, but let him die in vain
Anyone can see that Xiang Nan has no chance of defeating Yi Dong at all, and he can't even hurt Yi Dong at all.
At this point in the battle, Xiang Nan has already broken through the limit, and will break through the limit again!
After all, a warrior's strength has a peak, and if it exceeds this peak, it will be powerless.
In the sky, Elder Shi Beihong sighed and said: "Forget it, forget it, Xiang Nan, you are a good boy, it is not easy to persevere until now, you should let it go, let it go."
"Perhaps this is the fate of my Hao Ranzong, which cannot be violated."
There was mourning in the audience. Everyone knew that the entrance exam was over.
But at this moment, laughter suddenly appeared on the ring.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
That Xiang Nan laughed loudly, leaning on the giant knife and stood up unsteadily from the ring.
"Xiang Nan..." The many elders of Tieqimen, especially the elder Nayue, couldn't bear to watch, she covered her mouth, her voice choked up.
That Xiang Nan raised the giant knife, pointing the blade at the sky!
He shouted: "I, the third-generation peak master of the Sun Peak, knew that the Sun God Kungfu could not be perfected, but spent his whole life cultivating it. Did he ever say to give up!"
"My master, who guards the Sun Peak alone, is not understood by the people of the world, and is not understood by the same clan! Did she ever say to give up!"
Xiang Nan gritted his teeth so hard that they almost shattered. He roared angrily, "I am a descendant of Sun Peak, and I have never surrendered the tradition!"
"Not before, not now, and never in the future!"
All the audience listened to tears.
"Okay! Well said!" Standing up, he clapped his hands and shouted: "Caiyue, old man, you can laugh out loud even in the spirit of the sky!"
Hao Ranzong and the other four peak masters stood with their arms around each other, and the four of them also had tears in their eyes.
Wu Qingfeng, the leader of Xiangyang Peak, said: "This Xiang Nan, he was carved out of the same mold as Lao Xu when he was alive. They both have a stubborn temper."
And Chu Xiaoshan, the master of Dongyang Peak, said: "Such a hot-blooded and bold man was taken away by Caiyue. He should belong to my sword sect!"
That Xiang Nan stood on the ring and shouted: "Give me a jar of wine, I can fight again!"
Zhengyang Feng advocated that Hai Yuan turned into a shadow, appeared directly on the edge of the ring, threw a wine jar on the ring, and said: "This is a fine wine that I have treasured for two hundred years. There are only a hundred jars in total. I will give you one today." altar!"