The onlookers were shocked. Many people knew the power of the flame runes condensed from the purple fire's body to the weapon. The high temperature of thousands of degrees is enough to melt gold and iron, and it is a flesh and blood body. Many people secretly praised the purple fire as the leader of the younger generation of the Bauhinia family. Liu Feng's strength is obvious to all. It is also a superior existence among four-star masters, but being hit in one move still shocked them. Those who pressed the bet on the side of the Bauhinia were excited, while those who pressed the bet on the side of the Camel Dragon Team had a little worried expression.

"It's impolite to come but not go, you can take my palm too!" A loud voice sounded from the flames, and Liu Feng's figure rushed out of the flames, extinguished the flames condensed by the golden crow fire rune, raised his hand and slapped at the purple fire.

The air surged, and the air flow swept through. A vacuum handprint of about a meter fell from the sky and slapped towards Zihuo fiercely.

Zihuo's face changed drastically, and he quickly pulled back. The metal ground under his feet was like soft tofu, and was pressed down three feet down! Although he tried his best to dodge, he had not completely dodged, and was swept by the huge airflow and fell backwards.

"This Liu Fengguo is the only one who can do it." Several generals in the VIP seat looked at each other and thought to themselves.

Zihuo's plan at the beginning was very good. He thought that Liu Feng was hit by a flame rune. Even if he was not seriously injured, he would be in a mess. He was at a disadvantage and could launch his subsequent attack, but he did not expect that the opponent's counterattack would be so rapid and he was caught off guard.

Seeing that his body was about to fly out of the field, he suddenly shook the sword in his hand, rolled up a whirlwind, and used the airflow to push his body to stop retreating.

Tornado Sword! Someone shouted out, with a hint of surprise in his tone. The move that Zihuo just used was one of the eight famous swords in the Bauhinia family. This whirnado Sword is a secret book of the earth. This swordsman is not very useful for the five-star comprehending a trace of rules and creation and able to fly in the air. However, it is difficult for the four-star Douling Master to comprehend. The practice of this secret book requires more insight, rather than an evolution point required for advanced abilities. It is precisely because of this level that although this swordsman is powerful, few people use it. Unexpectedly, he was comprehended by Zihuo.

The purple fire sword flashed and turned into a sword storm, swept towards Liu Feng, like a fierce and evil spirit. He looked like he wanted to tear Liu Feng into pieces.

...

At this time, Zi Xingyun, who had white hair and a slender figure, was already fighting with Meng Qian with a jagged hijab in his hand.

His sword technique is extremely strong, and his moves are as powerful as breaking mountains and rocks. They are heavy and powerful, and the attack is simple and lethal. Unlike him, Meng Qian's attack seems much more lively and elegant. The difference between the two's strength is not big, and they fight very fiercely.

"The ninth posture of the Sky-Breaking Sword, open the sky and crack the earth!" Zi Xingyunhu roared, held the knife hilt with both hands, and a sudden shock. A terrifying airflow swept over and bombarded Meng Qian with the sound of thunder.

Meng Qian's pretty face changed slightly, and the sword technique of the long sword was drawn, and a cold air was emitted. Two swords were pricked out. A huge ice wall formed by the Dou Qi was condensed in front of her. It was her most skillful move, Ice Crush! Zi Xingyun slashed on the ice wall with a heavy knife, making a shocking sound. In an instant, the ice wall shattered and turned into pieces of ice the size of fists. A small crack appeared on the blade of the mountain knife. Judging from this move, Zi Xingyun had the upper hand, but in fact, the two sides only fought for half a pound.

Meng Qian did not stop, but waved the swords with both hands to form wave-like sword flowers, and assassinated towards Zi Xingyun at its tricky angle!

Zi Xingyun sneered. The biggest headache for him was Meng Qian's guerrilla tactics. Because he was very powerful, this head-on fighting style was his favorite.

"Little nymph, since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zi Xingyun rushed towards him, his white hair flew, and shouted in a sinister way, raised his heavy mountain knife with both hands, and pressed down with the momentum of breaking Huashan!

Buzz ~ Zheng!

The sound of the sword hitting sounded extremely crisply. Zi Xingyun's body just shook on the spot, while Meng Qian groaned and fell back six or seven steps, as if she was unable to catch her strength.

When Zi Xingyun first made a move, he was not sure, but after this head-on battle, he felt relieved and laughed and forced him up, vowing to take the other party down in one fell swoop.

Dang~Dang~Dang~

The swords and swords confronted each time, Meng Qian was shocked to retreat every time, and a faint blood was already leaking from the corners of her mouth. It was obvious that her body had been damaged to a certain extent, which made the powerful Zi Xingyun even more unscrupulous, and instead ignored a small phenomenon.

After the battle lasted seven or eight rounds, Meng Qian's retreating pace had changed from the first six or seven cloth to one or two steps. After two more rounds, she simply stayed in place and defended Zi Xingyun hard.

Although Zi Xingyun was rude, he was not a fool. At this moment, he finally felt something was wrong. Meng Qian's seemingly weak body contained unimaginable tenacity. The most terrifying thing was that her sword move seemed to be much stronger than the power of each move.

When the tenth move came, Meng Qian shouted with a trembling sound, shaking the two swords in her hand, and they fought with the slashes. The sparks flew everywhere, and an incredible scene occurred. It was not Meng Qian who retreated this time, but Zi Xingyun! But he saw a flush gushing out of his rough face, and he couldn't help but step back three steps back!

hiss!

A sound of gasping in the audience came from the audience. Everyone looked at this strange scene incredibly. It was completely beyond the scope of combat science and even mechanics. Everyone clearly saw that Meng Qian’s disadvantage just now was not pretending, but was really not able to catch her strength. Even if she wanted to reverse, she needed to seek other methods. If she didn’t know how to change and just defended her hard, she would definitely lose. However, the facts in front of her subverted their cognition.

The faces of several elders in the Bauhinia Family War Zone were even more gloomy and were about to drip into water. One of them said with some annoyance: "Don't the fighting skills of Chonglang Sword require colonel-level authority to practice? How did Meng Qian get this?"

Zi Bing's mouth twitched slightly, and he replied respectfully: "Back to Elder Zihuang, this Chonglang Sword is a rare type of ground-level fighting skills. According to the principle, it is indeed necessary to learn from the colonel-level authority, but don't forget that the guy from the Camel Dragon Team has entered the Small Treasure Pavilion several times, and maybe they have another adventure there."

Elder Zihuang exhaled his breath from his nostrils, snorted slightly, and waved his hand impatiently: "No matter what, we must win today's game!"

"What the elder said is very much." Zi Bing responded, but he was secretly anxious. At this moment, the situation between the two sides on the battlefield was in a stalemate state, and they were not distinguished from each other. But he knew very well about the sword technique of Chonglang Sword. The power of the Chonglang Sword was average at the beginning, even worse than that of ordinary sword moves. But the more the sword moves there were, the stronger the strength. After ten moves, it was as continuous as the waves. One move was stronger than the other. In terms of the current situation, Zi Xingyun could take at most ten more moves. This was the most optimistic estimate. Once ten moves passed, he might lose immediately. At that time, the balance on the field would be quickly broken. Now he could only hope that Meng Qian's Chonglang Sword was not immersed in depth and could not support twenty moves.

The battle between Meng Qian and Zi Xingyun had completely gained the upper hand. With one move stronger than another, the endless sword style pressed the opponent almost breathlessly. Zi Xingyun had already scratched several places with sword energy. Although it was not fatal, it was bleeding profusely. The situation was completely in control of Meng Qian.

At this time, the battle between Leng Danrong and Zi Litian was a completely different scene.
Chapter completed!