On the stage, the two looked at each other.
According to the rules, when disciples of Piaomiao Xianzong come up, they have to introduce their own cultivation first.
However, Fang Renjie did not speak immediately.
When Luo Qingzhou's eyes met his, he suddenly said, "Fang Renjie from Piao Miao Xian Zong, a late-stage Spiritualization Realm cultivator! He specializes in swordsmanship!"
The tone was sonorous and resounding, carrying with it an unparalleled sharp momentum!
At the same time, two sword shadows seemed to appear in his Tongkong.
“Swish!”
It seemed as if two illusory sword intentions suddenly shot out from his child's hole, piercing into Luo Qingzhou's eyes and going straight into his soul.
The sword intent takes shape, shocking the soul and captivating the spirit!
Luo Qingzhou's soul was slightly shaken, but recovered in an instant.
However, he still pretended to be stunned for a few seconds.
At this moment, he suddenly clearly felt the hidden ancient sword intent in his body.
Fang Renjie saw that his eyes were dull for a moment, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly. The sword intent in Tong Kong became stronger, his long hair flew behind him, his robes fluttered, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a sword that was about to be unsheathed!
"The seventh competition begins!"
Below the stage, Jia Xun waved his sleeves to condense a light shield and spoke in a cold voice.
As soon as the words fell!
Fang Renjie did not move, but two sword shadows suddenly flew out of his eyes. With a "swish", as fast as lightning, they instantly pierced towards Luo Qingzhou's eyes!
These two sword shadows are not the two illusory sword intentions just now.
A cold sword energy suddenly came towards him!
Luo Qingzhou immediately blocked his gaze, a cold light flashed in his hand, a sword appeared, his figure flashed backwards, and he slashed with the sword.
"when!"
The two sword shadows collided with the black and white sword in his hand, sparks flying.
At the same time, he shook his arms and took a few steps back again.
The opponent stood still and just casually released two sword shadows, which were so powerful. This shows the terrifying power of the Spirit Transformation Realm!
Fang Renjie took a look at the sword in his hand, suddenly raised a finger, and lightly tapped it. With a "huh" sound, a flying sword shot out!
The speed is extremely fast, almost instantaneous!
Luo Qingzhou waved his sword to block again.
"when!"
The flying sword was blocked.
But under Fang Renjie's command, it immediately drew an arc in the air and shot towards him again!
Two sword shadows appeared in Luo Qingzhou's hole, accurately capturing the trajectory of the flying sword, and swung the sword again.
"when!"
The flying sword was so fast that it almost disappeared in the air, and was blocked by him again.
Fang Renjie's eyes focused and he immediately continued to concentrate on attacking.
The flying swords suddenly turned into sword shadows all over the sky, densely packed and overlapping, covering Luo Qingzhou and blocking all his escape routes.
Luo Qingzhou immediately performed the black and white sword technique, and the sword in his hand instantly turned into a sword shadow light curtain, protecting himself in front of him, without any leakage!
“Ding ding dong!”
A series of crisp collision sounds quickly rang out on the battlefield.
At this moment, some practitioners with insufficient cultivation below the stage could no longer see the real flying sword and Luo Qingzhou.
All you can see are dense sword shadows and hear clanging sounds.
"That boy actually knows swordsmanship, amazing!"
Some people were amazed.
In the crowd of Da Yan people, Bai Yishan couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect Fei Yang's swordsmanship to have such a high level of attainment. It's rare, rare. But the sword in his hand is probably not simple. If it was an ordinary magic weapon, I'm afraid it would have been cut off by the opponent's flying sword by now."
Fairy Zixia explained, "Feiyang's swordsmanship should have been taught by Qingzhu."
Bai Yishan was slightly startled, then looked carefully for a moment and shook his head slightly: "It doesn't look like it."
“Swish!”
At this moment, the battle situation on the stage suddenly changed.
The flying sword driven by Fang Renjie suddenly grew larger. Then he grasped the hilt and slashed forward lightly. Suddenly, a huge sword light shot out!
Luo Qingzhou waved his sword to block, but was directly blown away.
When he fell to the ground and immediately stood up, he found that the protective light shield on his body had been shattered, and his robes were covered with scratches.
“Swish!”
At this time, Fang Renjie's second sword came slashing!
It looked casual, but it carried a suffocating aura of horror!
The cultivation level of the Spirit Transformation Realm was fully revealed at this moment!
Luo Qingzhou had no time to dodge, so he had to hold his sword horizontally to block. At the same time, a protective light shield condensed over his body again.
"boom!"
A huge sword light slashed over!
Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt his arms shake, and his hands were pushed by a huge force and suddenly hit his chest. At the same time, an even greater force pounced on him!
He flew backwards again and hit the light shield of the formation at the back heavily.
Before he landed on the ground, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the black and white sword in his hand was knocked away.
“Bang!”
He fell to the ground in a mess.
But he did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately stood up from the ground.
The protective light shield on his body had disappeared, and his clothes were covered with sword marks. His shoulders, arms, and legs were all cut by swords, and blood was flowing out.
But he didn't have any time to pause.
Fang Renjie's third sword came with a piercing scream and a momentum to destroy the world!
This sword seemed to release the most powerful force of his late stage of Spirit Transformation!
Even the practitioners in the audience suddenly felt a terrifying sword energy coming towards them!
Everyone in Dayan's face changed.
Luo Qingzhou no longer hesitated and immediately took out a talisman. He inputted his soul power into his palm and gently squeezed it. With a "whoosh" sound, the talisman suddenly burned to ashes.
A powerful force immediately penetrated into his body from the palm of his hand!
His aura suddenly changed!
The aura of a grandmaster!
"boom!"
Seeing the huge sword light coming towards him, he clenched his fist and punched it hard.
The golden fist light exploded like a ray of scorching sun!
The sword light and the fist light collided violently, causing a deafening sound!
Then, a terrifying gust of air swept out in all directions like a wave!
The protective shields of the formations around them swelled up due to the impact, and the light flickered continuously.
After the dazzling sword and fist lights had all dissipated, the practitioners below the stage discovered that the young man from Dayan was still standing there with his fists clenched, intact.
A glowing rune mark appeared between his brows.
His robes fluttered and his aura suddenly became unprecedentedly powerful!
"Top-grade Yuan Zeng Fu!"
"The realm of a grandmaster!"
Everyone's face was filled with astonishment.
Everyone in Piaomiao Xianzong twitched their lips and secretly glanced at their own chief elder.
The muscles on Gong Yangyan's face twitched constantly, and his usually calm expression became particularly gloomy at this moment.
At this time, Zhou Yuanshan snorted coldly: "It's only the time of an incense stick. What's more, with the cultivation level of that little beast, he can only exert the strength of an early Grandmaster at most. Moreover, using this talisman will consume energy and soul power, which will increase exponentially. I don't think that little beast can hold on for long!"
"boom!"
At this moment, the battle situation on the stage suddenly changed.
Luo Qingzhou, who was originally in an absolute disadvantage, retreating again and again, and almost being chopped to the point where he had no power to fight back, suddenly clenched his fists and began to actively attack!
The golden fist light and the black fist light continuously attacked the opposite side.
Fang Renjie did not dare to be careless and immediately swung the sword in his hand to chop.
Just now he was preparing to let his soul leave his body and attack from both sides, but when he saw that the opponent suddenly used the top-grade Zengyuan Talisman and became a grandmaster, he naturally did not dare to let his soul leave his body again.
The grandmaster's powerful blood and energy could restrain his soul, and the opponent had lightning that specifically restrained the soul, so he naturally did not dare to be careless.
"Moo—"
After Luo Qingzhou threw out hundreds of punches, he suddenly used the Bull Demon Fist, charging violently, and turned directly into a violent bull, rushing forward fiercely!
As he possessed the power of a grandmaster, the shadow of the demon bull behind him became more solid.
His speed is faster and his explosive power is more ferocious!
After all, Fang Renjie was in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, so he was not afraid at all. The sword in his hand flashed with a golden light, and then he swung it suddenly, and a golden tiger transformed from the sword light flew out with a roar!
"boom!"
The wild bull collides with the fierce tiger!
The whole body of the fierce tiger suddenly shattered.
Luo Qingzhou, whose whole body was wrapped in the phantom of the demon bull, was also shaken and flew backwards. Then with a "bang", his feet fell heavily on the ground, and he slid backwards for a distance before he stood firm.
Fang Renjie was also knocked back a few steps by the powerful impact.
This was the first time he retreated.
“Buzz—”
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sword in his hand suddenly made a deafening buzzing sound.
Then he suddenly shouted angrily and rushed forward.
Luo Qingzhou also clenched his fists and rushed forward again!
The energy that had been suppressed in his body for a long time now surged towards his fists like a tide!
"boom!"
The two men collided head-on once again, using their powerful strength to crash into each other.
Luo Qingzhou was ultimately outmatched in strength and was forced to retreat.
But he, who possessed the strength of a grandmaster, was unharmed, and the endless and vast power in his body made him more and more excited.
He once again took the initiative to rush forward.
Fang Renjie also rushed towards him with powerful momentum and sword light.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
One of them held a sword, and the other held a bare fist, and they began to attack continuously and fiercely like a storm.
Countless sword beams and fist beams transformed into wisps of broken starlight, blooming all around.
Soon, it enveloped the entire battlefield!
The people below the stage soon lost sight of the two men. They could only see the dazzling sword and fist lights flashing continuously, and hear the deafening sounds of collisions and explosions, as well as the whistling sounds of air currents!
This fierce head-on battle lasted for nearly an entire stick of incense!
The energy and soul power in the bodies of both of them were being consumed rapidly and in large quantities, and their movements began to gradually slow down.
Below the stage, the crowd was dazzled, mesmerized, and cheered continuously.
Everyone in Dayan had a solemn expression on their faces.
As time went by, the expressions on the faces of the people in Piaomiao Xianzong became more and more relaxed.
That top-grade Zengyuan Talisman can only last for a stick of incense at most.
"The time is almost up, humph, that kid will start to show his true colors soon!"
Zhou Yuanshan said with a sneer on his face.
At this time, a disciple behind him asked in confusion: "Uncle, why did Senior Brother Fang want to fight him head-on? He could have avoided his fierce attack and delayed time, which would have consumed his strength while conserving his own. Once the power of the Yuan Zeng Fu on his body completely disappeared, he could have concentrated all his strength and killed him with one strike."
Zhou Yuanshan narrowed his eyes and watched the battle on the stage, explaining: "Renjie practices the way of the fierce sword. A swordsman must be sharp and brave, and his momentum will become stronger and stronger, and his sword will become more and more powerful, one wave after another! Once he has the intention to retreat, his momentum and sword will retreat, and it will be difficult to exert his increasingly powerful power. Moreover, for him, this is the only way to be safe."
"After all, the opponent is now a Grandmaster, and his attack is extremely fierce, and his blood is extremely vigorous. Moreover, that little beast slaughtered so many of our people in front of him. Although Renjie's cultivation is much higher than his, a soul cultivator must have a strong will and be brave and fearless to fight against the powerful blood. Once he shows any fear, his soul will be enveloped by the opponent's vigorous blood, and then he may slowly develop a sense of fear..."
"That would be troublesome."
"So, you must rely on your own strong cultivation and momentum, and become more courageous as the battle progresses, so that your soul can remain in the best condition and slowly crush the opponent..."
After hearing this, the disciple suddenly realized something and said, "Brother Fang, with such a fierce attack, I'm afraid the spirit power in your body will be consumed very quickly."
Zhou Yuanshan snorted coldly and said, "The other party will consume it faster. What's more, Renjie still has..."
"boom!"
At this moment, a more violent collision sound suddenly came from the stage.
Amid the light and air waves of the explosion, a figure finally couldn't hold on and flew out backwards.
When everyone from Piaomiao Immortal Sect saw this scene, they all sneered.
"Look, that little bastard finally couldn't hold on any longer."
On the stage, the light faded.
Only then did everyone see clearly what was happening on the stage.
Fang Renjie stood there holding a sword, his chest heaving, breathing heavily, and his face slightly pale.
Obviously, the fierce battle just now consumed a lot of his physical strength.
But he was unharmed.
On the opposite side, the young man with the big flame fell heavily to the ground.
When he got up from the ground, everyone discovered that his clothes were torn, his body was covered with sword marks, the rune mark between his brows had disappeared, his body was covered in blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed and miserable.
The grandmaster strength bestowed by the runes on his body has faded.
Even though he had just acquired the strength of a grandmaster, he was still unable to defeat the opponent.
What's more, he now only has the strength of a late grandmaster.
He stood there, fists clenched, chest heaving.
But the expression on his face seemed still calm.
Everyone was guessing how he would deal with the attack from the late-stage Spirit Transformation Realm disciple of Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
In the late stage of Grandmaster, he is already vulnerable.
What's more, he was already injured, and had just fought for such a long time, so he probably had very little physical strength and power left.
If he wants to survive, he has no choice but to admit defeat quickly.
Otherwise, once the disciples of Piaomiao Xianzong take action, he would surely be destroyed without a trace, and his soul would be annihilated.
Everyone in the Da Yan audience looked solemn and extremely nervous at this moment.
The abbot of Qingyun Temple, Taoist Yunshang, could not help but say to Bai Yishan, "Senior Bai, let Feiyang come down. The opponent obviously has a trick up his sleeve. We can't fight him anymore."
Zhuang Zhiyan also hurriedly said: "Fei Yang looks like he can't hold on any longer. If we don't let him down, I'm afraid it will be too late."
Bai Yishen was silent for a moment and looked at Nangong Huoyue beside him.
Nangong Huoyue stared at the figure on the stage motionlessly. After a pause, she whispered, "Wait a little longer."
At this time, Fang Renjie on the stage suddenly took out a pill from his body and put it into his mouth.
Then he took out a golden talisman, gently slapped his chest, and the talisman disappeared with a "whoosh".
Immediately, a golden light poured into his body!
His momentum became stronger again!
His tired eyes instantly became bright again!
"Top-grade Huiyuan Fu!"
"Tsk tsk, the Piao Miao Immortal Sect is really generous! With this talisman, the physical and spiritual power that the disciple just consumed will be restored by more than half immediately."
"The young man Dayan was already in poor condition, and he actually wanted to waste such a treasure. It's simply a waste of talent!"
"They are being cautious. After all, the young man Dayan is very cunning and has killed four of his disciples in a row. It is reasonable for them to be cautious."
The practitioners below the stage were discussing in low voices.
And the faces of everyone in Dayan became even uglier.
Even Nangong Huoyue began to get nervous.
Zhuang Zhiyan hurriedly said, "Your Highness, if we don't let him down, we really won't have a chance. The other party will never show mercy. With that kid's stubborn personality, he probably won't take the initiative to admit defeat."
The Jinchan Temple, Huashan Sect, and Luo Shang from Xianyun Pavilion all tried to persuade them, all with anxious looks on their faces.
The young man has won four games in a row. It would be a shame if he was killed by the disciples of Piaomiao Immortal Sect in this game!
Nangong Huoyue moved her lips as if she wanted to speak, but at this moment, she suddenly remembered something, turned her head and looked at the cold girl standing at the back.
Yue Yao was wearing a white dress, like a lonely and cold snow lotus. She was standing under a big tree at the back, looking quietly at the stage. Her face was still as cold as snow, and her eyes were still as calm as before.
Bai Yishan spoke again: "Your Majesty..."
Nangong Huoyue suddenly looked towards the stage and said, "No hurry, wait a little longer."
Bai Yishan was slightly stunned.
When the others heard this, they also frowned.
And at this time.
On the battlefield, Fang Renjie's momentum has returned to its previous peak state.
He was surrounded by sword energy, with sword shadows flashing in his eyes. The sword in his hand was emitting sword light, rapidly accumulating terrible power.
He calmly looked at the young man with sword scars all over his body, and said in a calm tone: "Even if you have the blessing of Zeng Yuan Fu, it is beyond my expectation that you can fight me for so long. Whether it is sword skills, boxing skills, strength or willpower, you are the most powerful among people of the same age that I have seen. Even in my Piao Miao Xian Sect, no one can compare to you."
"You were able to kill four of my fellow apprentices in a row. That really shows your true ability."
"However, you were careless in this game. Or maybe winning four games in a row has made you arrogant and look down on others..."
"I will tell you today that in the face of absolute strength, any means are useless. Of course, I am not talking about my personal strength, but my Piao Miao Xian Sect!"
"In front of my Piao Miao Xian Zong, you, Da Yan, are like an ant!"
"And now, in front of me, aren't you just like an ant?"
After saying this, he gently swung the sword in his hand. It looked so casual, as if he didn't use any strength.
But the piercing whistling sound that cut through the air and the endless flashing light of the surrounding formation shields made all the practitioners below the stage clearly know that this sword was the most powerful sword in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm!
Even a true Grand Master in the early stage of practice would not be able to resist it!
"You're lucky. I only need one sword."
He swung his sword down, his robes fluttering, his tone indifferent, and the expression on his face as calm as the sword he had slashed down.
The huge sword light almost covered all the battlefields, like a scorching sun setting, with thousands of feet of light!
The young man opposite, who was covered in scars, had almost no power to resist and was instantly submerged in the scorching sun and disappeared.
The noisy discussions in the audience suddenly quieted down.
Everyone in Dayan almost felt their hearts stop beating at this moment.
Nangong Huoyue’s face turned pale.
The hands in Bai Yishan's sleeves were trembling slightly.
The people from the other two immortal sects also held their breath.
The entire summit of Giant Ape Peak suddenly became silent.
"boom!"
Until the scorching sun fell to the ground and exploded.
The scorching sun shattered and turned into countless violent sword beams, rolling up air waves and rushing in all directions!
The light at this moment was so bright that everyone in the audience couldn't open their eyes!
The huge explosion was deafening!
The entire Giant Ape Peak seemed to be shaking!
Many rocks and soil on the edge of the cliff rolled down.
The entire battlefield was submerged.
Even Fang Renjie, who was holding the sword, disappeared.
After a moment.
The light began to fade away.
Everyone's sight began to recover.
Soon, everything on the battlefield became clear.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the place where the young man had just stood. They thought that there was no one there and nothing left, but a scene that shocked and unbelievable everyone appeared!
The young man was still standing there, intact!
"This... this... how is it possible?"
The practitioners were extremely shocked.
Many of Dayan's practitioners cried for joy.
Nangong Huoyue's eyes also turned red.
On the battle stage.
A blood-red light shield appeared around Luo Qingzhou, and above the light shield, there seemed to be a shadow of a heavenly phoenix flickering.
At the same time, golden dragon scales actually condensed on his neck and arms, and attached to his body like armor!
"Heavenly Phoenix Fire Jade!"
"Dragon scale armor!"
Someone in the audience exclaimed.
Many people don’t know the latter, but have only heard of it.
As for the former... it seems to be something from the Piao Miao Xian Sect.
At this moment, among the crowd of Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
Yueyang Tower looked at the blood-colored shield, and the muscles on his face twitched continuously.
This Heavenly Phoenix Fire Jade was the defensive treasure he had given to Shangguan Ting. After it was crushed, it could withstand at least three full-strength attacks from a Grandmaster...
At this time, Gong Yangyan couldn't help but glanced at him.
On the battle stage.
Fang Renjie held the sword in his hand, the calmness and indifference on his face disappeared, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
Luo Qingzhou clenched his fists, and the violent power in his body surged towards his arms. He looked at him calmly and said, "I hope you will keep your word and only use that sword just now."
After saying that, his figure flashed and rushed over.
The fist light grew rapidly, making a sharp whistling sound that burned the air!
There is a flame burning in his child's hole!
The blood in the body seemed to be boiling!
The Yuanli in the Danhai and the vast energy stored in each acupoint gathered into a torrent at this moment, roaring and rushing upwards, rushing towards the pass! And also rushing towards his fist!
"boom!"
A huge black fist light, like a small mountain, smashed heavily towards the opposite side!
Fang Renjie roared angrily, and all the strength in his body rushed to the sword in his hand!
He gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, and he suddenly raised the sword in his hand, slashed forward with force, and chased after him, roaring: "Die!"
The fist light and the sword light collided violently!
Just like before, there was a sudden deafening noise and a terrible wind storm.
But this time, the situations of the two were the opposite!
Fang Renjie's body trembled and he stepped back involuntarily.
Luo Qingzhou stomped his feet on the ground, rushed forward again, and delivered a second punch!
"boom!"
A punch was thrown, and the fist light burst out!
At the same time, there was a sudden "boom" sound inside his body, as if something suddenly collapsed!
Like a dam collapsed under the impact of huge waves!
Then, the flood rushed out like a fierce beast, rolling up huge waves, roaring and unstoppable!
The aura of the fist suddenly became terrifying!
Fang Renjie stood firm, gritted his teeth again, and slashed out with his sword. The huge sword light looked equally terrifying!
but…
"boom!"
Two terrifying forces collided violently.
Fang Renjie's body suddenly flew backwards and hit the formation shield behind him heavily.
The sword in his hand actually flew out of his hand!
"Wow… "
He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, then with a "bang", he fell to the ground in a mess.
He had reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm and had the blessing of talismans, but he was defeated!
The people in the audience were stunned.
Suddenly, someone noticed something was wrong: "That... that boy, seems..."
The divine light in Bai Yishan's eyes was bright, and his face suddenly flushed with blood. His lips trembled slightly: "Grand... Grandmaster..."
Fang Renjie endured the severe pain and hurriedly got up from the ground, looking at the opposite side with horror and disbelief. However, before he could see clearly, a huge black fist shadow suddenly enlarged between his two orifices!
"boom!"
Luo Qingzhou's third punch hit him heavily in the chest!
"Card!"
The protective light shield is vulnerable to a single blow.
The light shield that had been urgently condensed on his body was still shattered in an instant.
His chest suddenly sank!
The black fist light was like a ferocious beast, roaring and drilling into his chest, instantly tearing apart all the organs in his body, and then pounced on his soul that was stunned in fear!
"No-"
A desperate and extremely shrill scream suddenly came out from his open mouth!
But the next moment, it came to an abrupt stop.
"boom!"
The black fist light exploded in his body!
The powerful force instantly shattered his body and his soul before it could escape!
Since then.
The fifth talented disciple of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, who was in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm and ranked second on the Piaomiao List, fell again.
All of them died without a complete body and their souls were scattered.
There was deathly silence among the people in the audience.
At this moment, it seemed as if there was suddenly no sound between heaven and earth.
Luo Qingzhou slowly retracted his fist light, and also retracted the surging aura of the Grandmaster. He looked at the blood and flesh on the ground, and imitated his expression and tone just now, and said calmly: "You got it easy, I only used three punches..."
Then, he looked at the people of Piaomiao Xianzong below the stage, with a calm face: "From now on, under the Martial King, I am still invincible."
"The next game will still be me!"