call--

The air waves swept across like strong wind.

At this moment, countless monks opened the protective light shield, and colorful lanterns seemed to lit up in the Hall of Contest.

The monk sitting in front, no matter whether they have or not, whether they have escaped slowly or quickly, were all shot out. Some of them have low realms and screamed out directly, and they were seriously injured and unconscious!

Yu Chen, Zhuo Cangsheng, and Wei Xifeng were naturally shocked, but no one released his magic power to suppress the rushing wave of thrills.

This is the price that the monk who is desperately trying to squeeze his head and sitting in front may pay. If he does not have this mental preparation, he should get back to the back as soon as possible!

The three old guys all looked at the stage at this moment.

Gu Xijin and Long Jinyi stood up unconsciously and looked at the stage.

Panxin Sword Sect, Sea Soul Sect, Yunzhong Sword Mansion, Sunflower Demon Sect... There were people standing up and looking at the stage.

Those who took pictures were also fixed on the scene and immediately looked at the stage.

...

On the battlefield, the broken golden light and thunder purple aura slowly dissipated, and two figures appeared.

Ye Canglong stood proudly, but his clothes had broken away again, and his skin was covered in blood. The heaviest wound came from his left chest. A piece of blade-like thing was inserted into it, and blood splattered, looking extremely tragic!

I don't know if it will cause devastating damage to the heart.

This man looked forward with his eyes dull again, and the shock in his eyes was even stronger than the previous time.

Several feet opposite him, Fang Jun stood proudly, his clothes were broken, and a huge fist shadow remained on his chest, and the color was charred, with large pieces of flesh and blood, and it was electrocuted into coke.

He ignored the sword in his hand and still pointed at the other party from afar, but only half of it was left!

Fang Jun's eyes were determined and cold!

Seeing this scene, I fell into silence again on the stage.

...

"...What a brilliant sword..."

The weak sound as breeze came from the mouth of Ye Canglong, a violent man like a ferocious beast, low and powerless.

After saying that, the man's eyes darkened and he leaned back.

Bang--

With a heavy sound, he fell to the ground, not knowing life and death.

"Canglong!"

The loud shout came from the direction of Tongtian Pavilion, and then the figure flashed. On the Panxin Sword Sect, Zhuang Youde saw this and flew up, blocked in front of Fang Junmei, checking his injuries, and was also on guard against the other side.

After checking, a group of Tongtian Pavilion monks led by Wuchenzi, they finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Ye Canglong still breathing a sigh of relief and their heart was not damaged too seriously.

Wu Chenzi knew in his heart that Fang Junmei probably was afraid that he would still show mercy.

Wu Chenzi stared at Fang Junmei deeply, took out a few pills, stuffed them into Ye Canglong's mouth, and stopped the bleeding. Then he hugged him and came off the stage.

The other monks of Tongtian Pavilion were not so smart. They glared at Fang Jun's eyebrows with hatred, and some of their breaths were fluctuating.

"What are you guys, can you guys, still want to join forces to bully Junmei?"

Zhuang Youde yelled angrily, his eyes full of disdain.

Swish-

Tuo Bahai and others also rushed up and stood beside Zhuang Youde, unsheathed his sword and his eyes were cold.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little nervous.

"You guys, get out of here. Can't you tell me that they have already shown mercy? Even if they don't show mercy, Canglong will never admit defeat. He deserves it if he dies, and he can't blame anyone!"

Wu Chenzi shouted sternly.

After hearing this, a group of juniors from Tongtian Pavilion looked at each other for a few times, they stepped down embarrassedly.

Zhuang Youde and his friends checked Fang Junmei's injuries together.

"A few bones were broken, and some internal organs were damaged, and there was no other serious injury."

Fang Junmei had already said it first.

The old fox ignored him and still checked.

Not far from the audience, Yu Chen and the other two with complex expressions retracted their gazes looking at Fang Junmei. Only when they were as smart as they could see how strong the sword Fang Junmei had just now was!

Yu Chen sighed with infinite regret once again and started shouting in person.

"In this game, Fang Junmei won, and today's game ends here!"

The sound rolls and echoes.

Many monks came to their senses only then.

Everyone looked at Fang Junmei with complexity. This guy really had a big move, and his power seemed to be stronger than Gu Xijin's sword?

Could it be that this time the battle for the Hidden Dragon List will really be the first?

What was going on with his sword? What were those broken marks?

Many monks ended without seeing it clearly!

...

boom--

Six doors are open together.

There was no bright light, and it was coming from outside. Today's war was delayed for a long time, and it was already night outside.

The monks walked out one after another, and were talking again.

Fang Junmei on the stage took out the pill and took it, while staring at Ye Canglong who was taken away by Wu Chenzi.

"This guy... is really amazing. Even if he reaches the final stage of the final battle, it is not an exaggeration. In the end, he not only smashed my sword, but also forced out my new deduction methods... What a pity!"

Fang Junmei said in her heart.

After saying this in his heart, he looked in the direction of Long Jinyi again. Long Jinyi was still looking at him at this moment, and Fang Junmei gave him a sorry look.

No matter what, regardless of the sword, it was something left by Long Jinyi, but today it was broken.

Long Jinyi had no other expression, and had a cold face. He turned around and walked towards the door. Perhaps he had already felt the huge pressure that Fang Junmei, the little brother, brought him.

"Boy, what's your last sword?"

Gu Xijin's voice sounded in his mind. In the direction of Tianxie Sword Sect, Gu Xijin had not left. He looked at Fang Junmei with a very strange smile, and his eyes were full of bright and interesting spirits like a new world.

"This sword, called "Seeking Immortality", is the first move of the Great Thousand World Sword Classic I created!"

Fang Junmei replied through a voice, and a strong look of nostalgia appeared in his tiger eyes and his infinite desire for the future.

"Seeking Immortality? The Great Thousand World Sword Book? What an arrogant name. I dare to call such a name without my tricks tested by Gu Xijin?"

Gu Xijin snorted coldly and said, "Boy, I'm waiting for you in the final decisive battle!"

After saying this, Gu Xijin also walked towards the gate.

In other directions, Di Hao, Ge Shu Zhengkuang and others all left with a serious expression.

Tang Qi's expression was even more gloomy, and it could even be said to be as ugly as death.

In the future, he will face Fang Junmei, Gu Xijin, Long Jinyi, and these three rare monsters in the swordsmanship. What should he do?

...

The six people from Panxin Sword Sect soon left the gate of Zhengkui Palace.

Breathing at the cool air of the night, Fang Junmei seemed to be dead, and her strong attachment to life appeared in her eyes.

"Now I know it, are you scared?"

Zhuang Youde squirted angrily: "Why do you have to wait until the end to use this move? Your injury will not be cured in less than two or three months. Do you think Pei Dongji, Chen Daoning, and others in your group can be dealt with at will? If they fight you for life, you will not be able to go far in this battle on the Hidden Dragon List."

When the old fox got angry, he never gave Fang Junmei a face.

"Senior brother, I also want to force him to admit defeat. Who knows that his temper is so weird?"

Fang Jun frowned and retorted.

But he was not too worried about the pain. He had practiced the endless Taoist scriptures learned from the bottomless light realm, but he was not worried about the pain at all.

Zhuang Youde snorted coldly and said, "From today, unless you have a game day, you don't need to concentrate on healing your wounds."

"...At least, after watching tomorrow, I want to see with my own eyes what methods Brother Shu Zhengkuang has."

Fang Junmei said.

Tomorrow is a match between the 13th and 16th groups, and Geshu Zhengkuang, the genius sword cultivator, will appear.

Zhuang Youde thought about it, nodded in agreement, and did not persist.

The group headed towards Fangcheng District.
To be continued...