After only two rounds of fighting, Du Zhengchao, who had initially understood the meaning of the gun, was struck by the sword and defeated. If Du Qin had not dared to intervene regardless of his face, he would have even taken five steps to splatter blood and die in the ring!

Tuoba Sword's black iron sword is so fast that it can absorb the opponent's soul from the air with just a flash, like a ghost soldier flying out of hell.

He was charged with the mission of avenging his shame, and his attack was a killing move. In the face of such a strange and fast sword, even a famous master would not be able to escape death, let alone a mere registered disciple?

Zhao Guangyi is not blind, but the anger and anxiety in his heart cannot be described in words. Should he let the foreigners show off their talents and be slapped in the face in public? I want him to preside over the Song Dynasty and the Xuanyuan Alliance with the dignity of a prince. If the ceremony is destroyed by the foreigners, it will attract the attention of the world.

The hero's ridicule, then where does he put his face? Is he still embarrassed to return to Tokyo? A few words popped out between his teeth: "Jiang Lie, you can never lose again!"

Jiang Lie's mood was not much better. Tuoba Sword actually developed a sword soul. The long sword had a soul and became a peerless sharp blade that could not break anything. If he wanted to block Tuoba Sword's killing move, he must at least have someone close to Chu.

With Xiang's swordsmanship, how easy is it?

Just when he was hesitant to make a decision, Tuoba Jian sneered: "Are all Xuanyuan disciples cowards? How come no one accepts the challenge?"

The disciples' faces were burning, which was a hundred times worse than being beaten with a whip.

"I'll fight you!"

Bai Jianshuang's blood surged, and she jumped into the arena with her sword drawn. Jiang Yi and Du Zhengchao had been defeated, and Ye Huayu had no choice but to call a truce. He couldn't let Hu Fengyi come forward, right? At this moment, besides him, who else was qualified to challenge on behalf of Xuanyuan Sect?

Tuoba Jian didn't talk nonsense, he raised his sword and pointed it at the center of Bai Jianshuang's eyebrows.

This is an extremely insulting stance to the opponent.

Everyone watching the battle was in an uproar.

Bai Jianshuang was furious, ran forward with tiger stride, and said with spring thunder in his tongue: "Kill!!" Taking advantage of the momentum, the steel knife slashed down with great force, a cold light flashed on the blade, like a white dragon roaring forward, killing head on.

He didn't dare to hold back.

In the first move, he concentrated his true energy to activate the sword's glow, and swung the sword with the courage and fury of a fight to the death. At this moment, being the center of attention, and shouldering the honor and disgrace of the sect, he was forced to unleash his greatest potential.

This slash of the sword fits the essence of being invincible with the sword and living towards death, and there are some vague signs of breaking through the restraints of the moves.

The son of the Bai family is upright and not a coward as the foreigners say!

Tuoba Jian's eyes lit up, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face as cold as rock. Faced with such a fierce and fierce sword, he advanced instead of retreating, and rushed straight into the light of the sword with his sword.

The sword energy was flowing freely and horizontally, making a chirping sound, but the light of the sword could not cover it up.

The black light flew up and intertwined into a tight and huge net, covering the violent white dragon.

The two men soared and jumped, their swords clashed with each other, and countless sparks flew in random directions. The difference between life and death was only a thin line.

This is not only a contest of martial arts, but also a contest of will and courage!

Jiang Lie and others frowned more and more as they watched. Bai Jianshuang's outburst was just a temporary act of bravery. How could he continue to deal with the enemy when his true energy was exhausted?

Zhao Guangyi's face turned completely dark. Anyone who knows him well knows that this is a sign that he is about to kill someone in a rage. When the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be laid down; when Zhao San is angry, blood will flow into rivers!

The masters here are very sensitive to Qi, and they immediately knew that the prince of the Zhao family was really angry. Yun Zhonghou sweated like a waterfall, Jiang Lie secretly complained incessantly, and Yun Qingzi and others remained calm and calm.

Yang Mu coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "Master, Fu Jingtao is proficient in eighteen kinds of weapons. Do you want him to appear to restore the decline?"

Yes, there is also Fu Jingtao, a peerless monster!

When everyone thought of his past achievements and legends, it was as if they had found a life-saving straw, and they suddenly felt that the gloom in the sky was gone.

Yunzhong Hou said hurriedly: "Fu Jingtao must fight in the last round!"

Jiang Lie had a strange look on his face. He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Jingtao at the edge of the ring. He saw that his old god was there, as if it had nothing to do with him, and he had mixed feelings in his heart. As one of the heads of the aristocratic family, how could he not know other things?

The aristocratic family united to plot against Fu Jingtao? How could he not see that there was something fishy about Fu Jingtao's defeat to Hu Feng? But for the sake of the overall interests of the aristocratic family, he turned a blind eye and acquiesced in what happened.

Even if Fu Jingtao doesn't say it out loud, there must be resentment and unwillingness in his heart.

Do you expect him to turn the tide and fight to the end for the honor of the sect? Difficult!

At this time, a roar was suddenly heard in the field, and the sword completely shattered. The steel sword in Bai Jianshuang's hand was cut into half, and she had to retreat violently.

The direction in which he retreated was also particular, and it was exactly the direction in which Du Qindan was standing.

Tuoba Jian was about to catch up and kill him with one strike, but suddenly he felt a chill creeping over him, making the hairs on his throat stand on end, and he immediately stopped with his sword horizontally.

Du Qindan said coldly: "Young man, please be merciful and merciful!"

Tuoba Jian slowly stepped back a few steps to escape the scope of the cold, and said coldly: "In our Liaodong Lingbo Pavilion, whoever steps onto the ring will either live or die!"

Du Qin boldly shouted: "You can see clearly, this is Lingyun Peak!"

Shi Tiefu sneered and said: "Master Du, you are the superior leader of the Martial Saint Hall, but you quarrel with my disciple, don't you think it is beneath your status? What we are competing is martial arts, not lip service! Your Xuanyuan Sect has lost two battles in a row, and the last battle is

Who else is coming?"

The wind blew, and the place was filled with dead silence.

Shi Tiefu laughed wildly and said: "Isn't there a grand ceremony being held here? There are hundreds of Xuanyuan disciples, but no one can match my disciple? Jiang Lie, if you take the initiative to admit defeat, it's okay not to fight in this third formation!"

This is a ruthless humiliation! The wild laughter was so harsh that it made all the disciples feel hot and wished they could hide in a crack in the ground. Du Zhengchao and Bai Jianshuang lost consecutive battles. Who has the confidence to represent Xuanyuan in this most important and critical battle?

Three formations?

Jiang Liehu said: "Among the disciples present, who is confident in defeating Tuoba Sword? If you can win, I will reward you with a Dragon Tiger Marrow Refining Pill!"

Dragon and Tiger Marrow Refining Pill? What is this? All the heroes were confused. Shi Tiefu couldn't even figure out why Jiang Lie promised such a reward.

Only the masters from the aristocratic family and the named disciples are clear-minded.

The only person who needs this elixir right now is Su Jing. The only one who dares to risk his life to fight for this reward is Fu Jingtao.

No need to name names anymore, Fu Jingtao said loudly: "I'll do it!"

Wow! All the disciples clapped spontaneously and their hands turned red. Otherwise, it cannot represent the excitement and expectation in their hearts. This is the hope in despair, which restored everyone's fighting spirit, and the blood rushing in the chest started to burn again.

Perhaps, a miracle will happen because of this boy!

Tuoba Jian sensed the change in the atmosphere on the field, frowned, and showed a solemn expression.

Fu Jingtao cupped his hands towards Jiang Lie and said, "Master, if I win, when can I get the marrow refining pill?"

Jiang Lie laughed and said, "You silly boy, are you afraid that I will deceive you? As long as you win, I will reward you with a magic pill on the spot!"

Fu Jingtao chuckled and said, "Thank you so much, Master, for the generous reward!"

They asked and answered, and the heroes around were stunned. Looking at this posture, Fu Jingtao was almost certain to win? But Tuoba Sword is extremely powerful and holds a spiritual sword. How can it be easy for him? Who dares to take pictures?

Is it true that I can definitely win the battle? The Tuoba Sword has a murderous intent. If you are not careful during the duel with it, you will end up with a lifeless soul!

Ji Yuqing's heart was in her throat, and she murmured: "You idiot, why would you sacrifice your life for a mere magic pill?"

Meng Baiyi glanced at her and whispered: "There are rumors that Fu Jingtao was defeated by Hu Feng's fist because his senior brother was seriously injured and needed the treatment of Longhu Marrow Refining Pill."

"ah!"
Chapter completed!