Su Zhuo's pupils shrank suddenly.

quick.

It's really too fast.

Su Zhuo hurriedly dodged sideways.

A puff.

The long sword left a sword mark on Su Zhuo's right abdomen.

"You're too slow!"

Zhang Heng shook his head and slashed his sword horizontally.

This sword was clearly slashed out, but it appeared in front of Su Zhuo in an instant.

Su Zhuo tried his best to dodge.

Extremely embarrassed.

Zhang Heng, one man and one sword, forced Su Zhuo into a dilemma and looked quite embarrassed.

This scene made the audience stunned.

Su Zhuo, who comprehended the rules of wind, had absolutely the best speed among the saints. However, at this moment, Su Zhuo was suppressed in speed in front of Zhang Heng, without any power of backhand.

After more than a dozen moves.

Su Zhuo's body was covered with sword marks.

"I won't beat you anymore, I'll give in!"

Once again, he avoided Zhang Heng's attack in a mess, and Su Zhuo gritted his teeth and shouted.

He chose to give in.

On the one hand, I know that I am not Zhang Heng’s opponent, and on the other hand, I want to preserve my strength in preparation for the next battle.

With Su Zhuo's admission of defeat, Hao Cang Sect also meant that he was defeated by Xuan Jianshan.

The battle between Haocang Sect and Xuanjian Mountain ended, and finally welcoming Lingyun Palace and Longshan Sect.

The Longshan Sect can stand out among the saint-level forces, so it naturally has strength, but it still has a considerable gap with the holy land.

The first person to fight in Lingyun Palace was Qingyuan.

The Longshan Sect did not directly admit defeat, and the strongest man from the Longshan Sect, Yi Feng, and the quasi-saint cultivation level.

"Chew!"

Yi Feng drew out his long sword and did not take action immediately, staring at Qingyuan.

Qingyuan had no weapons, and slowly clasped his hands together, and the rich spiritual power of fire spread out, covering his whole body, exuding an extremely powerful aura.

"Be careful!"

Yi Feng knew Qingyuan's power, so he didn't dare to be careless. He stomped on the ground and took the lead in launching an offensive against Qingyuan.

Yi Feng understood the artistic conception of wind, but had not yet understood the rules of wind, and activated the artistic conception of wind. In a flash, it spanned hundreds of meters and appeared in front of Qingyuan.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang..."

Yi Feng waved the long sword in his hand and continued to attack.

Qingyuan's hands were covered with a layer of flame power, making his hands as hard as a divine weapon, and his collision with the spirit sword was not damaged at all.

Qingyuan shook Yi Feng's long sword with bare hands, and the continuous collision sounds echoed, and the fiery sparks flew.

The two of them had a fight for hundreds of rounds in a flash.

Yi Feng is worthy of being able to lead the Longshan Sect into the third level. He is quite powerful and has mastered a trace of the rules of the sword, with amazing lethality.

"Shocking God Slash!"

Yi Feng shouted softly, and the sword in his hand burst out with sharp sword energy. The sword slashed out at an incredible speed and slashed towards Qingyuan fiercely.

Qingyuan did not dodge or dodge, and he shook the sword he had slashed with bare hands.

With a clanging sound.

Sparks splashed.

It was as if two long swords collided.

The sound of metal and iron clashing came from.

Yi Feng's sword energy was quite sharp. As he kept cutting, the flames on Qingyuan's palm quickly dimmed.

With a bang.

Sparks splash.

The flames on Qingyuan's palm were extinguished, and his body also staggered and retreated again and again.

Qingyuan's retreat made countless people in the audience think that Qingyuan was defeated by Yi Feng and was about to lose.

Even some disciples of Lingyun Palace think so.

"The Longshan Sect's Yi Feng's strength is so powerful that it forces Senior Brother Qingyuan to a disadvantage. Is Senior Brother Qingyuan going to lose?"

Xu Chen shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Qingyuan's strength is far more than that. He has not used all his strength yet. He is waiting. When the time is right, he will defeat Yi Feng in one fell swoop."

All the disciples of Lingyun Palace, including Su Yuntian, looked at Xu Chen.

"What are Senior Brother Qingyuan waiting for?"

A junior brother from the Qi Transformation Realm asked.

Xu Chen said lightly: "When Yi Feng's offensive is in decline."

"The offensive is exhausted?"

Xu Chen nodded slightly and said, "Yes, Yi Feng was eager to attack as soon as he came on the court. The offensive was rapid and continuous. He wanted to defeat Qingyuan in one go, but he was too anxious and the offensive was too fierce. He didn't know that the reason why one go, the other went down, and the three-out was exhausted. Senior Brother Qingyuan saw through this point and had been in a defensive state since the beginning of the war. When he was waiting for Yi Feng to attack for a long time and was anxious and angry, once he became anxious, Yi Feng's offensive would inevitably become messy and his speed would slow down. At this time, Senior Brother Qingyuan took all his strength and would catch Yi Feng off guard and defeat him in one go."

After hearing this, Su Yuntian nodded slightly and said, "Qingyuan's strength is not much different from Yi Feng. Yi Feng chose to attack strongly as soon as he came on the court. It will have a good effect against warriors whose strength is far lower than him. However, if you encounter someone whose strength is almost the same or whose strength is above him, it is nothing more than stupid to do this."

As Su Yuntian finished speaking, the situation on the ring suddenly reversed. Yi Feng, who was still attacking fiercely, seemed to have run three or four hundred meters in one breath, and then suddenly vented the breath in his heart. Once the breath was vented, it would be difficult to speed up again.

Yi Feng's offensive became messy.

The speed is not as fast as before.

Qingyuan's eyes lit up, seized this opportunity, and his momentum suddenly increased to the peak, and his hands slapped out quickly.

Instantly.

The palm shadows of the sky covered Yi Feng with overwhelming cover.

Facing the shadows of the palms that were covered with the sky, Yi Feng's expression changed slightly, and he swung his sword to block it.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

"Puff~"

Yi Feng tried his best to block only 90% of the palm shadows. He was hit by several palm shadows and vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Win!"

"As soon as Senior Brother Xu Chen said, Senior Brother Qingyuan has been waiting for Yi Feng's offensive to fail, and then he made a concerted effort to establish the victory."

The disciples of Lingyun Palace cheered and excited.

Once Yi Feng was defeated, the Longshan Sect did not enter the contestant of Qingyuan's Dharma Eye. No one else came to the stage but was Qingyuan's three-stroke enemy.

In the end, Qingyuan defeated all the participating warriors of the Longshan Sect with his own strength, which aroused the countless warriors in the audience. Only then did everyone realize that in addition to Xu Chen, a demon of the heaven-defiant nature, Qingyuan, Su Yuntian and others were also top geniuses in Qingzhou.

The Longshan Sect suffered a crushing defeat, Lingyun Palace won the third level, the first round, and the fourth game began.

Tianji Pavilion vs. Daohuang Pavilion!

When we reach the third level, we are actually competing with the saint's combat power.

The warriors under the saints have little impact on the battle situation except for the two monsters Xu Chen and Xu Xing.

There are two saints in Daohuang Pavilion, one is Mo Shang and the other is Feng Qingyu.

There is only one saint in Tianji Pavilion, Xuan Tianji.

Mo Shang looked at Feng Qingyu beside him and said excitedly: "The Tianji Pavilion is good at calculating Tianji. Its combat power is average, so I will leave Xuantianji to me!"

Feng Qingyu reminded: "Don't be careless. I know a little about Xuan Tianji. He is an exception in Tianji Pavilion. He doesn't like to calculate Tianji. Instead, he likes to dance swords and guns, fight and kill, and his strength is quite good."

Mo Shang said: "No matter how strong he is, don't worry if Xuan Tianji is handed over to me."

"Don't worry, I won't compete with you. There is only one person worthy of my attack at this Halloween Conference, Emperor Li of Xuanjian Mountain."

Feng Qingyu said lightly.

Mo Shang curled his lips, as if he was quite unhappy with Feng Qingyu's words. So, isn't he even unable to catch Feng Qingyu's eyes?

But then again, he is really no match for Feng Qingyu.

He and Feng Qingyu are the people in the Daohuang Pavilion. Whether before or after becoming a saint, he has never won the latter.

Mo Shang moved his body and rushed to the arena.

In the area where Tianji Pavilion is located, when Mo Shang appears on the stage, a man in white slowly walked out.

The man in white is nothing but Xuan Tianji of Tianji Pavilion.

Xuan Tianji stepped onto the ring.

The two confronted each other from a distance.

Mo Shang glanced at Xuan Tianji and said without hesitation: "You are not my opponent, show your full strength, otherwise you will lose miserably!"
To be continued...