In addition to thousands of disciples of the Lower Court, there are also many master elders, disciples of the Higher Court, as well as martial artists from the Qi Condensation Realm.

In their eyes, whether it is Wei Changfeng or Hao Xiong, his realm cultivation is only general and he is not considered a master or strong man at all. The level of this arena duel is undoubtedly very low.

However, the battle between the two was unexpectedly fierce and fierce, pushing the atmosphere of fighting in a few breaths!

Everyone's attention was focused on them, and countless gazes followed the movements of both sides.

The entire martial arts venue was silent!

The long sword in Wei Changfeng's hand swung up in an instant, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, bringing a faint arc. The sword tip pointed to the key point of Hao Xiong, silently as if it was a poisonous snake spitting out a letter!

The "picking" sword style of Qingfeng is very particular about the sword cultivator's skills in exercising force on his arms and wrists. Therefore, it is a sword style that is easy to learn but difficult to master in the sword technique of Wanzong.

However, it can often have unexpected effects when used in combat.

Hao Xiong had just turned around and saw the sword light shining in front of him, and he quickly waved his palm and slapped him!

His Iron Eagle fist gloves have excellent texture and are strong enough to block Wei Changfeng's long sword from heavy slash. Of course, there is no slight scruple for dealing with this light-looking sword move.

No matter how exquisite Wei Changfeng's sword moves are, as long as he cannot break through the interception of his iron palms with both hands, it will be useless!

Using strength to break skill is an important combat method for physical cultivation!

But what Hao Xiong didn't expect was that he slapped his palms together and slapped them in vain.

Because Wei Changfeng's picking Qingfeng was only halfway through, he suddenly gasped back and turned into a false move.

"Hey!"

The next moment, he suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

The Qingfeng Sword then stabbed forward straight and stabbed Hao Xiong's right eye hard.

Thorns are without traces!

"good!"

On the Nanjiao Martial Arts Stage, Yue Guanfei applauded Wei Changfeng with a smile!

The latter's sword technique is of course not worth a smile in the eyes of this innate realm powerhouse, but the previous one used the pick and breeze to guide Hao Xiong to swing his palm and use real killer moves, and the use of sword moves clearly reached the point of integration.

This is not like a newcomer who has been learning swordsmanship for half a month!

Wang Anguo's face suddenly became very ugly, and he could also see the exquisiteness and sharpness of Wei Changfeng's sword.

Dongfang Caibai, who was standing on the floating cloud stone platform, also nodded, and a hint of admiration flashed across his phoenix eyes.

Wei Changfeng, the sword technique of Ten Thousand Sects, only mastered the seven styles, and still dared to boldly combine it in the battle that determines life and death. This confidence and talent are definitely commendable!

The unexpectedly guarded Hao Xiong had no time to resist and instinctively turned his head to dodge.

laugh!

The sword edge flew over his left cheek, breaking nearly half of his ear, and immediately brought up a little red blood!

Although Hao Xiong's Hengxing Golden Bell Cover has strong defense, it is difficult for the true qi to condense on his fragile ears. How can he withstand the Qingfeng sword that Wei Changfeng was pouring into Qianyang's true qi?

If it weren't for his reaction fast enough, this sword would definitely be able to pierce his head!

"Go to die!"

The dripping blood and the severe pain from the ears completely angered Hao Xiong.

His face turned purple and black, not only because of the pain of injury, but also because of embarrassing shame in public view - he was actually stabbed by his opponent!

The original contempt and contempt disappeared. The furious Hao Xiong regarded Wei Changfeng as a real enemy of life and death. He growled and raised ten percent of his strength, and slapped his iron sand palm heavily at the opponent who was close to him.

With all his strength, Hao Xiong's right palm surged a circle, and the thick sand cocoon exuded a black evil light. The sharp palm force was shot out with a surging force, and the shocking air made a deafening roar!

Bang!

Although Wei Changfeng was prepared for a long time, he immediately retreated back with one sword.

However, Hao Xiong's counterattack came too fiercely and burst, and he couldn't dodge. The iron sand palm that was slapped by the latter was two feet away, and the palm wind urged to slapped it in his chest!

Bang!

Wei Changfeng groaned suddenly and took several steps back involuntarily, and blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

I've suffered internal injuries!

"Eat me another palm!"

Hao Xiong, who had gained the upper hand again, was in a state of unforgiving power and rushed towards Wei Changfeng with a grim smile, slapped his palms in succession, and kept the palms away from the latter's vital points.

His iron sand palm moves are simple and direct, with great opening and closing momentum and heavy force. He swung the slap and fan and brought the surging palm power, like an angry tide of the sea, crushing Wei Changfeng one after another!

If Hao Xiong's cultivation level had not reached the Qi Condensation Realm where internal and external energy were released, it would probably be enough to shake Wei Changfeng to death with his palm strength.

Even so, Wei Changfeng was extremely difficult to deal with. Under Hao Xiong's storm-like attack, he could only dodge and had no chance to fight back!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing that Wei Changfeng was suppressed by Hao Xiong at a disadvantage, Wang Anguo suddenly burst into laughter, turned his head to look at Yue Guanfei and said disdainfully: "What's the use of playing swordsmanship? You see, it's impossible to fight hard immediately!"

"Yue Datongzi, I advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible and give me three places!"

Yue Guanfei snorted and said, "What are you panic? Are you sure you won?"

Two masters and elders quarreled on the martial arts stage, and the disciples watching the battle on the martial arts stage were also talking.

"Look at it, Senior Brother Hao is still better at his skills!"

"That's sure! Senior Brother Hao is in the sixth level of body refining, and Wei Changfeng is only in the fourth level of heaven, right?"

"Haha, after learning the sword technique for three or two, I thought I was amazing. Now I know it's amazing!"

"Can you say that the battle ends in half a moment?"

"It's simply a desperate situation!"

Sarcasm and gloat, these disciples in the lower court seemed to have foresight. Their mood, which had been a little depressed because of Wei Changfeng's outstanding performance, suddenly became refreshed.

Although they dare not talk loudly and openly declare their victory, many people are very happy.

"I'm sure to win!"

Only a few people were present worried about Wei Changfeng, especially Nie Xiaoling, who had received the favor of Wei Changfeng, stared at his embarrassed figure on the stage, biting her lips and bleeding without realizing it.

Even though she was concerned about Wei Changfeng's safety, Yu Qinghong was on the floating cloud stone platform. Although she didn't see it very clearly because of the distance, she could fully see that Wei Changfeng's situation was not good.

"master..."

In her heart was tormented, she couldn't help looking at her master, and a hint of pleading came from her eyes.

If Dongfang Caibai interferes, there will be no problem in protecting Wei Changfeng's life.

But Dongfang Caibai shook his head indifferently and said, "This is his own choice. If he can't even pass this level, what future can he say?"

"Look at it, he didn't fall that easily!"

Although it was a long distance away, Dongfang Caibai's eyes were still keen.

Wei Changfeng's situation is not as bad as it seems on the surface.

Under the fierce attack of Hao Xiong's iron sand palm, he hid in a very embarrassing manner. The area of ​​the martial arts platform was not very large, and there was no barrier covering. The space for maneuvering and dodging was very limited.

On several occasions, Wei Changfeng was swept by Hao Xiong's palm and almost beaten out of the ring. Fortunately, the latter's cultivation was not particularly high, and they all used the help of the crane-body fox step of the True Extreme Five-shaped Technique to escape from danger.

The most important thing is that even in the most dangerous moments, he can still maintain calm enough, always avoid the enemy's edge and not fight hard, and wait for an opportunity to find an opportunity to counterattack.

While fighting and retreating, Wei Changfeng directly used the technique of divination and transforming thoughts. While dealing with Hao Xiong, he activated Gan Yang's true fortune to regulate his breathing and quickly calmed down the tumbling blood in his body.

Time passed little by little, and on the sundial erected next to the martial arts field, the slender projection of the sundial needle pointed to three tenths of the moment.

Hao Xiong, who could not be defeated for a long time, gradually became anxious.

Although his iron sand palm is powerful, it consumes a lot of true energy when he uses one move and one move. It is impossible for him to maintain a continuous and powerful offensive.

Wei Changfeng was too slippery and was always dodged when he was about to succeed.

"What are you running? I'm going to fight me!"

This feeling of suffocation that had nowhere to be used made Hao Xiong's originally irritable temper suddenly burst out. He shouted angrily and rushed forward. The iron eagle fist gloves worn with both hands all poked out six sharp steel claws!

This is the hidden mechanism of the Iron Eagle's fist gloves. Hao Xiong originally planned to use it as a killer weapon to deal with Wei Changfeng, but now he is upset and no longer hides it, so he uses it directly.

What he is good at is fist and foot skills. With this pair of Iron Eagle gloves, he is like a tiger with wings.

The iron sand palm instantly turned into the iron eagle claw, which caught Wei Changfeng, who was already used to his fighting style, off guard!

Scream! Scream!

Waving his arms, the steel claws brought out sharp arcs, tearing open Wei Changfeng's front bra and left arm sleeves like a bamboo shoot, and also forcing him to the edge of the ring!

There were immediately a few shocking long blood marks on Wei Changfeng’s body!

On the martial arts stage, a burst of exclamations suddenly sounded.

"Go to die!"

Seeing this, Hao Xiong was overjoyed and roared and waved his eagle claws again, grabbing Wei Changfeng's throat fiercely!

But at this critical moment, Wei Changfeng suddenly stabbed the Qingfeng sword tightly in his hand.

The sword emerged like the wind, and the sword lights wove a brilliant star net in the air, covering Hao Xiong like lightning.

Light spring rain!

This sword style, which is used to defend at most, was actually used as the trump card for the Jedi counterattack by Wei Changfeng!

The two sides were very close. As soon as Wei Changfeng's Qingfeng sword came out, Hao Xiong immediately felt the starry sword light in front of him shining brightly, and he couldn't tell which is virtual and which is real.

Although he knew that as long as he kept his offensive unchanged, he would be able to shoot Wei Changfeng down the ring, he did not dare to gamble. If he was blinded, it would definitely be a loss!

He also wanted to win this duel and be promoted to the upper court with glory. How could he be willing to fight Wei Changfeng to lose both sides while gaining an advantage?

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