Lu Han'er didn't know that her admiration for Qin Fei inadvertently made Li Yuan feel murderous.

However, she was not very worried that Qin Fei would lose to Zhao Xiaotian, because she had seen Qin Fei use only one move to solve the residual soul of the Demon King.

After fighting with Li Yuan, he only used one move and defeated Li Yuan step by step.

Therefore, Qin Fei said that it should not be difficult to defeat Zhao Xiaotian by three moves.

So I found a location with a wide view and looked lively with great interest.

Li Yuan looked at Lu Han'er deeply, gritted his teeth, and it was not easy to have an attack. He could only look as if he had a blue face, hugged the fairy sword, and watched Qin Fei and Zhao Xiaotian fight.

“Can you start?”

Zhao Xiaotian drew out a spear-like immortal weapon, and his whole body was filled with a dazzling red light, as if soaked in blood. With a light wave, a large amount of red winds surged out, making him look extremely imposing.

"Third-grade immortal weapon, bloodthirsty soul gun!"

Zhao Xiaotian gently stroked his weapon and slowly introduced: "I have drunk thousands of blood and killed monsters, and countless demon cultivators. Today, let you see how powerful he is!"

"It's indeed a good baby, but it depends on the person who uses him!"

Qin Fei said coldly.

"It's useless to say more, it depends on the trick!"

Zhao Xiaotian's eyes turned cold, and the blood-colored spear immediately burst out with red wind blades, slashing directly at Qin Fei.

"Sword Domain!"

Qin Fei was not showing weakness. With a wave of the fairy sword in his hand, a large amount of sword energy condensed into a straight white line, like a rising sun, making everyone around him unable to open their eyes.

boom.....

The blood-colored wind blade hit the sword energy, and the powerful shock wave continued to spread like ripples, forming a vacuum zone of ten thousand meters, and everything turned into powder.

Even these monks who were watching the fun had to hold up the defensive shield light to avoid being affected.

Dingdengdeng...

Qin Fei, who was in the center of the explosion, was also under a powerful impact and kept retreating. The other party was one of the ten most powerful young monks in the mortal world, so he must have two tricks.

But neither Wufeng Sword nor Jiuli Holy Banner Qin Fei wanted to use these two treasures. These two treasures were too silly. However, he absorbed a lot of Chi You's power and was confident that he would defeat a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Immortal stage.

Zhao Xiaotian didn't take much advantage. Although he didn't retreat, he felt his spiritual power was chaotic and his qi and blood were surging. He had to sigh inwardly that this kid was so powerful.

Besides, Qin Fei did not fall into the void, but just took a few steps back, so naturally he could not be considered as Zhao Xiaotian's winning.

"Old Zhao, how about it? Is it a slap in the face? One move passed..." The sword-controlling cultivator couldn't help laughing.

Logically speaking, a monk in the early stage of Golden Immortal can easily use one move to a peak true immortal cultivator in seconds with all his strength.

Although it is just a small gap, it is this threshold, like an insurmountable gap, which makes it take thousands or even tens of thousands of years to break through.

But unexpectedly, Qin Fei actually caught Zhao Xiaotian's fierce attack, and did not use too much magical magic, but used the most common sword technique.

You can think about it. If this kid can break through the early stage of the Golden Immortal, he will definitely be one of the top ten saints.

It is necessary to mention here that the so-called ranking of holy sons is floating. There will be an assessment every thousand years. If someone can defeat the original holy son, they can take their position.

Of course, it is not to say that there are no more powerful young masters in the mortal world except these ten people. Some people disdain these false names and just blindly practice low-key and do not like to show off.

"Old Zhao, hurry up, there are two more chances!" The white-haired monk couldn't help but yell.

"Hmph, boy, this is what you asked for. Don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhao Xiaotian's eyes turned cold, and his hands kept pinching the magic tricks: "Immortal art, Blood Dragon Oathing Sky!"

Suddenly, the red spear burst out with a more dazzling light. A red blood dragon, which was tens of thousands of meters long, roared into the sky, emitting powerful pressure.

"Immortal Art, Nine Sky Holy Thunder!"

Qin Fei also knew how powerful this blood dragon was, so he shouted quickly and used the magic that he had learned for a while.

Boom boom boom...

As the thunder exploded, dark clouds in the sky continued to gather, and soon a cloud of tens of thousands of meters was formed, constantly squirming like a whirlpool.

A large amount of white lightning fell from the sky, slashing on the blood dragon's body.

"Damn, what a powerful magic!"

"It seems that only monks with thunder spirit roots can use thunder-type immortal arts!"

"In other words, this kid has six spiritual roots, so he is so fucking perverted!"

The monks watching were amazed. Ninety percent of the monks had only five spiritual roots, and some monks had six spiritual roots. However, there were very few monks with thunder spirit roots, and I didn’t expect to see it with my own eyes today.

After all, controlling lightning is much more difficult than controlling other five elements magic. Even Qin Fei has comprehended it for decades before he can fully comprehend it.

As the dazzling light continued to spread, the space began to vibrate.

The blood-red dragon kept roaring, covered with electric arcs all over his body. However, the destructive power of the thunder-type magic was too strong, and he forced the blood-red dragon to pieces and returned to Zhao Xiaotian's spear.

"Haha, Lao Zhao, you've encountered a tough guy!"

"Old Zhao, there are some tricks, come out and teach that kid a lesson!"

The other two holy sons were sarcastic and sarcastic at Zhao Xiaotian.

"Enough, the tiger doesn't show its power, do you really think that this young master is a sick cat?"

Zhao Xiaotian's face turned gloomy, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, and his hands kept tying the magic tricks: "Immortal arts, humans and tools are integrated!"

Then a red light flashed, and the spear actually merged into Zhao Xiaotian's body. His pupils turned into blood-red color, staring at Qin Fei: "Come on, this last move, don't let me down!"

Damn, it seems that this is the only way to go!

Seeing that the opponent's combat power had increased by at least 50% instantly, Qin Fei knew that he would definitely lose if he continued to fight like this.
Chapter completed!