Then Fang Che and Xue Yihong realized something else at the same time: the other party's sword was actually a divine metal.

Because in the four collisions, one can clearly feel that the elves in the sword are also devouring each other, regardless of the top or bottom.

This was horrifying for both of them.

At the same time, an inexplicable fighting spirit surged up.

One guarded the extremely cold place all year round and killed countless enemies with his sword. The other one went from being the guardian of the mainland to raising Gu and became a god, with mountains of bones under his sword.

But the power of the elves of the divine metal is also the same! Even the same!

Strong enemy!

Xue Yihong cheered up.

opponent!

Fang Che also increased his vigilance!

Fang Che's heart moved, and he unfolded the Sky-holding Sword with all his strength, and transformed. However, the snow-clothed red sword suddenly unfolded, and the sword was so bright that it broke through in an instant and approached in front of him.

The Tuotian Sword, which lacked the soul essence, was directly broken by Xue Yihong's sword.

But this was Fang Che's intention. As soon as he turned around, the Heavenly Hatred Blade roared out.

In an instant, the stars on the arena were bright, flickering and blinking, the stars moved, and the galaxy suddenly shone.

The roaring evil aura unfolded violently, and tens of thousands of people in front of the audience felt at the same time that there were countless evil ghosts coming towards their faces with their teeth and claws spread out!

Fang Tu's voice rang out in the evil aura: "This is the Heaven-Slaying Blade, the first move!"

Xue Yihong's voice was ethereal: "The Heaven-Slaying Blade is indeed domineering!"

The long sword suddenly turned into thousands of miles of ice and snow, and the silver dragon descended from the sky and roared towards me.

The snow-colored starry sky intertwined once again.

But everyone in the arena felt chilled in their hearts: The Heaven-Slaying Blade!

Is this Fang Tu's sword technique? No wonder he killed so many people... The title of Heaven-Slaughter Blade makes murderous intent rise to the heavens upon hearing it!

The sound of thin swords clashing suddenly sounded.

Just hearing this sound was like a heavy rain falling in the sky. Except for Yang Luoyu, Dong Changfeng and a few others, no one else could tell how many swords these two people were fighting at this moment.

There was a loud bang.

The swords clanged wildly at the same time.

People who are close to it feel like their ears are being deafened.

Two figures, one black and one white, were clearly separated in the air, one to the left and one to the right, and landed lightly on the ground.

But the two of them exchanged fierce palms while their swords were crossing each other!

Black shadows flew, stars twinkled, and turned into a phantom starry sky again when they landed.

White shadows fluttered and snowflakes scattered, turning into a blizzard sky again when the toes landed.

Anyone can see it.

Neither of these two people really wanted to lose, and they slowly began to use desperate tactics. From the sympathy at the beginning, they turned into a fierce battle in the midfield!

"Seven hundred moves!"

Dong Changfeng grinned: "Luo Yu, can you tell who has the upper hand?"

Yang Luoyu looked at it intently and said: "Seven hundred and thirty moves, we are evenly matched. From my point of view, there is no advantage or disadvantage now."

"yes."

Dong Changfeng looked at it intently and said: "Fang Che should be in a faint state of mind. If we have to decide the winner, Fang Che should win by a narrow margin in the end."

Yang Luoyu felt strange now. He knew that he couldn't beat Dong Changfeng.

But it doesn’t make sense that the vision is so different, right?

Can Fang Che win? Why didn’t I see it?

Reluctantly, he looked at it carefully for a while, and finally frowned: "Brother Dong, how did you see it?"

Dong Changfeng said deeply: "This is very clear."

Very clear?

Yang Luoyu was confused again, so he observed again for a while and found that they were still evenly matched.

"I don't know, little brother, please ask Brother Dong to clarify my doubts."

Clear up doubts?

Dong Changfeng could never solve this puzzle. In fact, he and Yang Luoyu saw that they were evenly matched, and it could be seen that both of them used their full strength.

But what Dong Changfeng knows very well is... Fang Che still has the inheritance of Junlin!

He has the inheritance of Junlin, but he has mastered the sword to this point. How could Fang Che lose?

But how could Dong Changfeng say this?

So he said calmly: "Luo Yu, your eyes... still need practice."

Yang Luoyu scratched his head and began to watch the competition between the two more seriously.

I don’t believe it anymore. It makes no sense that Brother Dong can see it but I can’t.

But after looking over and over, Yang Luoyu finally gave up and gave up after seeing fifteen hundred moves.

"Brother Dong, you are still awesome, I didn't notice it until now."

Dong Changfeng thought: I didn’t see it either!

He said: "Your Brother Dong is still your Brother Dong."

Yang Luoyu thought for a while and decided to go back and find Yu Tianqi or Rui Qianshan to torture himself.

The gap in strength is huge, and the gap in vision is actually so big!

If I don’t work hard, I won’t even be able to see Brother Dong’s back.

The whole place was silent, staring wide-eyed at the two men moving around on the small arena, with streams of light flying.

It's really a battle between dragons and tigers.

Some people's eyes were sore and tears flowed out.

Everyone in the Xue family looked solemn.

They never expected that Fang Tu could actually fight Xue Yihong to such an extent!

The Xue family has dispatched Xueyi Hong, and they have actually dispatched the strongest trump card of the penultimate generation. According to previous expectations, no matter how powerful Fang Tu is in the world, he is only a third-grade noble!

Although Xue Yihong is also a third-grade venerable-level figure, she has even killed an eighth-grade saint-level figure in a one-on-one battle!

This gap is simply heaven and earth.

In the original guess, Fang Tu would be defeated in less than a hundred moves.

Xue Yihong wanted to save face for Fang Tu and tried to hit about a thousand moves to make Fang Tu lose with dignity.

This is the right plan.

Why did the scene reach this point?

As members of their own family, they could naturally see that Xue Yihong had used all his strength. Apart from the killer moves at the bottom of the box, he still had some unused moves. He had really gone all out.

"Is it possible that Fang Tu can defeat the eighth-level saint with his third-level cultivation level?"

The white-haired ancestor of the Xue family almost had his eyes popping out.

The man in snow clothes who had always had no sense of presence on the side sighed and said: "When we went to find Fang Che a few days ago, his cultivation was still at the peak of the second level of the Venerable level. He said that he might be in the next few days.

Breaking through the third level."

Suddenly everyone in the Xue family was speechless.

In other words, Fang Tu is now only at the beginning of the third level of the Venerable level?

But Xueyihong is the pinnacle of the third level!

Based on this calculation, doesn’t it mean that we have already lost?

"Does it mean that Fang Tu can defeat the Holy King when he reaches the peak of the third level?" One person's eyes widened.

"That's not the case."

One person said: "The gap between the saint level and the saint king is too big. It is a qualitative improvement, not an accumulation of quantity."

"It should be noted that the next rank after the Saint is the Saint King, but in fact it spans the four major ranks of 'Zong, General, Commander, and Marquis'. That's why reaching the level of the Saint King is called 'one step to the sky'

.The reason why I say this is because this step is too big, just like heaven and earth."

"But Fang Tu is really a genius...a genius that has never been seen before..."

The ancestor's white eyebrows twitched and he said softly: "Think about your cultivation, think about your combat power, think about Fang Che's age, think about Da Hong's age... Hey, we have already been defeated."
To be continued...