Thunder knife!

Duan Xiaolong came to participate in the competition and used the second knife; the ancient big knife dragged a phantom of sword light, and thunder was heard faintly in his ears.

Puff!

A dazzling sword light flashed in the phantom of the sword light, triggering a supernatural scene of thunder and strong wind, and instantly struck Chen Yu.

In an instant, a punch from the evil energy and clouds were intertwined with a knife from the thunder and wind.

Hoop!

The wind was swept and the clouds were cracked, the thunder sounded, and the air waves and dust formed a small gray whirlwind, covering the figures of the two.

"This is simply a battle at the level of the Immortal Refining Stage."

"The martial arts level of both of them is probably beyond the ordinary stage of refining."

The disciples off the field were stunned.

In the small whirlwind of dust, two figures, fists and swords clashed, fighting in a thrilling battle.

The two people in the confrontation looked solemn.

in.

Chen Yu's clothes were broken several times and were messy. After several punches, his "Yunsha Fist" was exerted to the limit.

"Bronze Statue Gong" even starts from the initial formation of copper tendons to the small formation of copper tendons.

even so.

He still doesn't have any advantage. You know, Nangong Yu was slightly inferior to him when it comes to head-on confrontation.

"Okay, okay! Today's battle, no matter the outcome, fight happily."

Duan Xiaolong let out a long roar, and his fighting spirit soared.

In that voice, a powerful belief that never returns is revealed.

"Then you'll have enough fight!"

There was a hint of madness on Chen Yu's face, and a violent evil aura was emitted from his body. His fists triggered the shadow of evil aura, and the more he beat him, the more fierce he became.

And on Duan Xiaolong's ancient sword, the thunder sounded more and more.

Boom! Hula!

Suddenly, heavy rain fell in the sky.

“It’s raining.”

Everyone in the competition was crying in a low voice.

However, most people ignored the rain and stared at the battle on the stage.

In the rain.

Chen Yu and Duan Xiaolong were all wet, but they were hit harder and more vigorously.

Dongdong! Dongdong!

Chen Yu's heart began to be beating rapidly and vigorously, and the power and internal breath of the bronze fist were even more violent and astonishing.

In such a hearty battle, the internal breath of cloud evil in his body surged and vaguely rose, better than the weekly half a month of hard practice.

If it weren't for his limited cultivation, his "Yunsha Fist" would have long been able to show his terrifying power.

It was pouring rain.

A violent fist shadow with evil spirits and clouds intersected with a thunderous sword light and shadow.

Call it and swipe!

The rain around was directly lined up by powerful and invisible forces.

The area where the two of them confronted seemed to be in a vacuum.

It’s hard to get in!

"Too strong!"

The disciples off the field were filled with excitement.

The elders of the sect in the pavilion were all moved.

"The Thunder Knife is a unique martial arts master of the Duan family that is famous in the Chu State. It is already a top-level martial arts category and is extremely powerful."

"This sword technique has extremely strict requirements on understanding. That Snapdragon can actually practice it to the point of being close to the point of great success."

"Although Chen Yu's "Yunsha Fist" is only an introductory chapter of "Yuansha Divine Art", his power is not inferior to that of top-level martial arts. It seems that he has almost achieved great success."

Several senior officials were amazed and praised.

Such martial arts geniuses are extremely rare in the inner sect.

Swish! Swish!

In the rain, two figures suddenly separated.

"Junior Brother Chen, be careful. I will send the strongest and last one."

Duan Xiaolong took a deep breath and slowly raised the ancient sword.

Buzz!

The moment the sword was lifted, thunder sounded loudly, and there were faint wind and thunder in the wind and rain, setting off Duan Xiaolong like a god of war.

The knife, just lifting it, brought unprecedented oppression to Chen Yu.

His breathing was stagnant.

It seemed as if the next moment, he would face the thunder punishment of nature, and the invisible locking of the energy of the energy made him unable to escape.

Dongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdongdong!

Chen Yu's heart beat in his body reached an extreme.

Under great pressure, his heart once again opened the "explosion method", and a powerful force that was completely exuded in his body.

Huswish!

In an instant, a blue-black air pattern appeared on Chen Yu's skin, and a fierce and fierce evil aura soared into the sky, and the rain around him was discharged.

“That’s…”

The elders on the field suddenly lost their voices and seemed to see something.

Cloud Sha Fist!

Chen Yu punched out, and the evil energy rushed into a dark fist shadow visible to the naked eye. It was as big as a bucket, like a ferocious beast with teeth and claws, and rushed towards Duan Xiaolong one step first.

——It is the boxing force that condenses evil!

Thunder knife!

Duan Xiaolong slashed out with the strongest sword, and saw a huge sword light emitting light from the sky in the strong wind, carrying supernatural power.

"Boom!"

Two powerful forces were shaken together, and the entire competition was shocked.

In an instant.

Within a radius of several meters, rain was shining everywhere, lightning and thunder were ripped in, and there was a roar that was terrifying to the wind.

In a vague way, you can see the breaking of the evil fist shadow, the dimness of the electric light, and everything gradually returns to dullness.

In the pouring rain.

Two figures took a few steps at the same time.

Among them, Chen Yu took a few steps in a row, his face slightly pale, his clothes were messy, and his face was shocked.

His eyes were frozen on his shoulders, and there was a blood mark, which was covered with burnt marks.

"Injured?"

Chen Yu was stunned. This was the first time he had truly been injured in the sense of his great achievements in the bronze statue and the outer gate competition.

Duan Xiaolong's sword was really terrible. It was difficult to escape during the general period of refining.

"You...win."

Duan Xiaolong stood in the rain, his voice was hard and his face was filled with a bitter smile.

Wow!
Chapter completed!