"Young Master Zhang, that little woman is ugly!"

Murong Youlan seemed generous, noble and elegant. After holding her fists slightly, she tentatively stabbed Zhang Xiaofan with a sword.

One is the eldest lady of the first family and the other is the eldest brother of the first sect.

The two are of the same level and are of the same age. In the eyes of many people, they are even considered to be a man of talented men and women who are naturally born together.

Moreover, they all have two spiritual roots, and I don’t know who will win.

For a moment, everyone on the field looked excited again. Although Long Aowei was powerful, her cultivation was always a little worse. If it was the peak of the God Eighth, just beat these two people.

Therefore, the people who were originally optimistic about Long Aowei seemed to show an expression of expectation again. Maybe Murong Youlan and Zhang Xiaofan could create miracles and turn the tables against the wind.

"It is my honor to be able to fight with Miss Murong!"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled slightly. His weapon was a long sword, which was considered a more mainstream weapon. With a shaking wrist, the tip of the sword shot out more than ten ice cones, covering Murong Youlan.

Murong Youlan narrowed her eyes slightly and did not exert the power of the fire spirit. Because in the five elements, water can overcome fire, and even if it is exerted, it will be restrained by Zhang Xiaofan.

Therefore, even if you have spiritual roots, you have to pay attention to luck. If you are not lucky and encounter an opponent who just happens to be able to control yourself, it will be miserable.

Fortunately, Murong Youlan has a double spiritual root constitution. The power of the fire spirit has been restrained, and the power of the wood spirit is also suppressed.

With a swing of the slender and slender fingers in the void, a wooden shield appeared out of thin air.

Dingding...

Zhang Xiaofan's ice cones stabbed all the wooden shields, but they did not break and began to defend, causing any damage to Murong Youlan.

"Young Master Zhang, it's my turn!"

Murong Youlan smiled sweetly and activated the power of the wood spirit. The originally hard white marble ground began to spread out countless tentacle-like vines, which trapped Zhang Xiaofan so tightly that it was airtight.

"Good means!"

Everyone exclaimed, and were shocked by Murong Youlan's magical methods.

"break!"

Zhang Xiaofan shouted loudly, and the sword light burst out, and soon thorned the vines into pieces, falling to the ground and disappearing.

"The power of fire spirit!"

Murong Youlan took advantage of Zhang Xiaofan's escape from the trap and had not had time to use her magical powers. She shouted softly and a ray of flame spurted out of the sword's tip, like an extremely ferocious fire dragon.

"The power of earth spirit!"

Zhang Xiaofan's pupils shrank, and a earth shield appeared in front of him. However, it was quickly burned red.

The power of the fire spirit is obviously above the earth spirit.

In desperation, he had to use the power of water spirit, and an ice wall that was emitting cold air appeared, barely resolving Murong Youlan's fire dragon.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged nearly five moves, but the result was half a pound of eight taels.

As a man, Zhang Xiaofan must be a little embarrassed about his face. After adjusting his internal strength quickly, he crushed the talisman in his sleeve.

This talisman is not a particularly mysterious talisman on Hongmeng Island. Many families and sects will make it. Before, Qin Fei killed Shuramen's guardian and got one, which is the magical mantra.

It can improve its strength in a short time by burning essence and blood.

In order to defeat Murong Youlan, Zhang Xiaofan also took the initiative.

With the blessing of the talisman, the cultivation level quickly broke through the early stage of the Ninth God. Both eyes became a little blood-red, and they shouted: "The power of earth spirit!"

Immediately, countless thorns emerged from the ground, forcing Murong Youlan to fly quickly into the air.

"The way of heaven is not kind!"

Before Zhang Xiaofan could fight back, he shouted again. The sword in his hand burst out with a sharp sword light and slashed towards her.

"Nine Heavens Envelop the Moon!"

Murong Youlan bit her teeth and also fought back with a long sword.

However, after all, Zhang Xiaofan used the magic spell, and his power was too much higher than Murong Youlan.

With a loud bang, all the earth thorns on the ground were flattened, and several white marble railings were broken.

Murong Youlan took a few steps back with a little ugly expression, stepped on the air and fell to the ground, which was considered a loss to Zhang Xiaofan.

Taixu Zhenren has long said that there is no rule in this game. As long as you don’t poison or use hidden weapons, you don’t say that you can’t use talismans.

Therefore, Murong Youlan had nothing to say, and she hugged Zhang Xiaofan before returning to the camp of her own sect.

Having just defeated an opponent, his internal strength must have been almost exhausted, Zhang Xiaofan jumped out of the ring and prepared to enter the finals.

If no one challenges Long Aowei, they will conduct the ultimate pk in an hour.

Qin Fei also knew that it was time for him to take action, otherwise he would be considered as unfair to win.

There was no too gorgeous way to play, but he just walked to the middle of the ring calmly: "Phoenix Valley, Qin Fei asks for a fight!"

"I'll do it!"

Before Long Aowei could stand up, one of the younger generation of young people who had been watching had stood up.

At the beginning, they thought they were not the opponents of Zhang Xiaofan and Long Aowei, so they simply chose to be the melon-eating crowd.

Now a little unknown boy suddenly appeared, thinking that he wanted to find a bargain. After all, Zhang Xiaofan and Long Aowei had played so many games before, so their internal strength must be consumed a lot.

Then he wanted to show off his limelight and teach Qin Fei a lesson.

"Shadow Gate, Chen Yijie, please give me advice!" The young man on stage was wearing a purple robe and full of arrogance.

After all, he is also a master in the middle stage of the God Eighth period, but their sects rank relatively low among the six major sects.

I murmured in my heart, I can't beat Zhang Xiaofan, and I can't beat you, an unknown man?

"Okay, be careful, I'm good at close combat!"

Qin Fei nodded and saw that the other party was just in the middle stage of the God Eighth period. After warning, he used 80% of his strength to slash towards the other party's chest.

I'll wipe...

Chen Yijie's face suddenly became a little ugly. He never expected that Qin Fei was in the early stage of the God Eighth period, and he actually had such a strong true energy.

I'm afraid that the masters at the peak of the God Eight are just like this?

However, when they all came on the stage, they could only bite the bullet and push with both hands, and fight hard with Qin Fei.

Dingdengdeng...

Chen Yijie seemed to be kicked by an elephant, his body leaned back and kept falling under the ring, then he hugged his fist with a look of dirt: "You won!"

"Give up!"

Qin Fei hugged his fist and said coldly.

"Hmph, Sun Zhigang of the Sun family please give me advice!"

At this time, a young man in a gray robe jumped onto the ring and said proudly: "I am good at sword techniques, be careful!"

"Get a move, I can do a little bit of sword skills."
Chapter completed!