Zhou Yuan's cold drink echoed, and fell in the ears of many Fengge people, but this sentence was a bit familiar. After thinking about it carefully, when Zhou Yuanchu came to Fengge two months ago, he was facing Jinteng's provocation. Is this sentence plus a sword
The sword at that time directly defeated Jin Teng and established Zhou Yuan's position as deputy pavilion master. Can today's sword be as powerful as it did on the day? ! Take this to completely sit as the master of the real wind pavilion? !
Hum!
The overwhelming sword light engulfed the horror, and under one sword, it was as if the sky had been cut open by one sword, attracting countless horrified eyes.
No one thought that Zhou Yuan's sword that was brewing to the extreme would be so powerful!
In Chen Beifeng’s red eyes, there was also a look of fear emerging at this time, but he also knew that this was his last chance. If he couldn’t resist Zhou Yuan’s peak sword, he would not want to get involved in Feng Pavilion today. The Lord of the Pavilion!
Once he fails here, he will inevitably be abandoned by the Sky Spirit Sect. At that time, he is tired of Elder Xi Jing, how can he still be mixed in Tianyuan Cave
That can be described as a complete cut off!
Therefore, he must not fail!
Roar!
Chen Beifeng roared and suppressed the fear in his heart. The Origin Qi in his body burst out unreservedly at this time. The Origin Qi merged with the insect sand, and his flesh and blood began to wither. That was because the essence and blood were swallowed by the insect sand. resulting in.
But Chen Beifeng didn't care about this, the worm sand source qi was crazily compressed, and in the end a thick blood-red heavy armor was formed outside his body.
The flesh and blood were withered, but at this time his body was already several feet tall, and the violent blood filled out, making him look like a Shura giant crawling out of the abyss.
"Do you think I am Jinteng?!"
"The red devil can't destroy the armor!"
He looked up to the sky and screamed, the sound of howling shattered the void.
Hum!
And just in this moment, that monstrous sword light was cut down suddenly.
The blood-red giant crossed his arms, and the blood was blooming.
clang!
Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, the sword light slashed to the arms of the blood-red giant, and suddenly there was a clear sound of gold and iron resounding across the sky.
Boom!
The extremely violent Origin Qi impact swept directly.
The hard stone slabs on the huge square cracked and collapsed at this time, and deep cracks spread, splitting the square.
The surrounding lakes were even set off by huge huge waves, and the waves swept around like an endless stream. The momentum was amazing, but those huge waves would automatically dissipate when they approached the onlookers around them. It is as if it was directly resolved out of thin air by an invisible powerful force.
Some people glanced at the two silhouettes at the highest point, knowing that it should be the two strong legal domains who easily resolved the impact.
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But more people didn't care about this situation, their eyes were just staring at the lake center square that was hidden by the sky.
They wanted to know whether Zhou Yuan's sword was better for this last collision, or Chen Beifeng's devious magic armor was thicker? !
At the Fire Pavilion, Lu Xiao and Han Yuan also stopped talking, staring at the court.
Facing this situation, Lu Xiao, who had always been indifferent for the first time, slowly held his palms together.
This time the confrontation will determine the master of Fengge Pavilion!
At Lin Pavilion, Mu Qingyan asked nervously, "Who can win?"
Mu Liu rubbed his chin, it was difficult to answer, because Chen Beifeng's desperate explosion at the last moment was also quite surprising, so the current victory or defeat is really hard to say.
And the most nervous people in the field are the people of Fengge. After all, the result that appears will have a real impact on them.
But whether it was Ye Bingling, Yi Qiushui, or those who supported Chen Beifeng, the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound at this time, staring firmly into the sky full of water curtain, and did not dare to blink their eyes.
Wow!
And in the almost silent world, the heavy water curtain finally came down, splashing the sky with mist.
The situation in the field was slowly revealed and became clear.
The first thing that imprinted in everyone's eyes was the messy square. On the entire square, a huge sword mark almost divided it into two.
Zhou Yuan's figure stood in the air, and a dimly dimmed sword pill slowly rotated around him, and then penetrated into his body. His shocking aura was gradually fading at this time.
At the end of that huge sword mark, a blood-red giant stood like an iron tower. At this time, he kept his arms crossed, his body motionless.
There is still a breath circulating in his whole body.
"Chen Beifeng resisted it?!"
When seeing this scene, there was a sudden shock from the surroundings.
Lu Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while Ye Bingling, Yi Qiushui and the others could not help but white their faces, because they also knew that the previous sword was almost the pinnacle of Zhou Yuan now, and it is impossible to come again in a short time One sword...
Numerous voices of regret sounded quietly.
Zhou Yuan's dark horse posture today seems to be over here
However, Zhou Yuan's own regretful voice on the sidelines was as if he hadn't heard of it. He glanced flatly at Chen Beifeng, who was in the shape of Shura from below, and then ignored him. Walked off the field volley.
Seeing his behavior, someone muttered, is this just giving up
But the moment Zhou Yuan stepped out of the square, the entire square suddenly trembled fiercely, and then collapsed in a sudden, turned into rubble, and fell into the lake.
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And on Chen Beifeng's blood-red magic armor, a tiny crack emerged, and then turned into blood-red powder and fell.
In just a few breaths, the magic armor turned into fly ash.
Chen Beifeng's corpse-like body was revealed.
The crimson in his eyes has faded away, replaced by a deep sense of fear.
A blood line appeared on his body, but there was no blood seeping through it. That was because the blood in his body had been swallowed by worm eggs...
Chen Beifeng lowered his head and glanced at the blood line on his body. He knew that the previous sword not only killed the Insect Demon Armor, but almost cut him in two directly. Obviously, at the last moment, Zhou Yuan kept his hand slightly. Up.
"I'm not reconciled"
"I have worked hard for so many years, why did I lose this last step?!"
He remembered that two months ago, when Zhou Yuan first came to Fengge, he defeated the provocative Jin Teng with a sword. At that time, he was quite disdainful of Zhou Yuan's clumsy power, but who could It occurred to him that two months later, he was also defeated by this sword.
Endless tiredness and unwillingness rushed in, Chen Beifeng's dry body slowly fell backwards, and finally fell into the lake with a puff.
At this moment, there was a moment of silence around the lake.
Then countless eyes turned to the young figure walking in the air, and the next moment, deafening cheers resounded above the island of wind.
Lu Xiao's expression turned gloomy, and Han Yuan frowned on the side.
On the Feng Pavilion side, Ye Bingling, Yi Qiushui and the others were weeping with joy, the feeling of ups and downs, almost even they could not bear it, and around them, those who supported Zhou Yuan had already screamed with joy.
Those neutrals who have been on the sidelines also cheered and cheered without hesitation at this time.
Countless eyes from heaven and earth gathered on the young figure. In their eyes, there were different emotions, including curiosity, anger, and joy.
But no matter what, they can't deny that today's battle for the master of the Feng Pavilion has brought them a wonderful show.
At the highest point, Xi Jing and Sect Master Xuan Kun also watched the scene calmly.
Sect Master Xuan Kun's gaze paused on Zhou Yuan for a long time, and then gradually closed his eyes, his face was invisible to the slightest emotion, like an abyss.
Xi Jing also ignored the dumb-fire Sect Master Xuan Kun. A pair of clear eyes stared at Zhou Yuan's figure, with a smile in the depths of his eyes. This little junior did indeed have some skills. No wonder he was selected by the master and his elders. .
She stood up, and the next moment, a clear and sweet voice resounded through the world, bringing deafening cheers.
"Today's battle for the master of the Fengge Pavilion, the result has been out..."
"From now on, the master of this generation of Feng Pavilion will be... Zhou Yuan!"
(Two changes are coming again.)
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