These two names in the purple light made many people a little excited. Because of the various changes in the competition, there has been no particularly powerful duel so far.

Although the first group gathered the most seed players, because other seed players in the previous rounds were cleverly avoided, Xia Fan met all disciples of the Qiankun Sect. Although the incident happened even more shocking and scary, there was no real confrontation after all.

Although there were some exciting battles in other groups, everyone was looking forward to it. So at this moment, when the names of Jiandan and Changkong Wuji appeared in the purple light, many people shouted.

The children of the Changsheng Sect immediately shouted to cheer for Changkong Wuji. After all, Changkong Wuji is the son of Changkong Yuhui. The father and son kept a low profile before the incident in Changkong's religion. They didn't even know that there were too many situations in the Changkong family. In the eyes of others, the Changkong family was glorious in the Changkong religion, which was thousands of years ago, and was one of the first major families to establish the Changkong Sect. Now they can't rank in the top five.

However, the Changkong family had endured for many years, and the generation of Changkong Yuhui was already quite powerful. At the critical moment, they took on the burden of the Changsheng Sect again.

"Swoosh!" As soon as the name appeared, the sword gallbladder had already come to the purple light with his sword.

At this moment, the other two rays of light had disappeared, and only purple light was shrouded in the core of the center. Changkong Wuji also waved his sleeves and flew into the purple light.

Standing against each other, they stared at Changkong Wuji with sword courage. They were not familiar with each other, but they were not unfamiliar with each other. After all, they all experienced the battle in the ancient soul world together and had some intersections. However, at that time, Changkong Wuji and others were very low-key and deliberately avoided the conflict with Qiankun Sect. Except for the Binglian Taoist Girl, the other two did not attract much attention.

The sword gallbladder's eyes were like swords, locking Changkong Wuji. While Changkong Wuji flew down, a powerful pressure had already been suppressed and the sixth level of God Transformation. He obtained the ancient soul in the ancient soul world to break through God Transformation. It was not long after he came back, but he could feel the calm and heavy power on Changkong Wuji's body, which was definitely not as simple as breaking through just now.

Jiandan instantly understood that as the elder brother had expected before, if he had obtained the ancient soul accumulation and sufficient foundation, these people would use some small space time acceleration to improve their own strength.

The Changkong Wuji's Taoist Art of Eternal Life is surging like waves and oppressing. Although the sword gallbladder is weaker than the opponent, he still has no movement when standing there. The flying sword under his feet merges with himself, like a sharp sword standing upright, and any huge waves are divided.

"Fifth level of God Transformation?" Changkong Wuji knew that the sword gallbladder had gained in the ancient soul world, but in his thoughts, it was impossible for the sword gallbladder to break through the third level of God Transformation so quickly. Of course, after seeing the power of Fairy Yun Xi and the Qinglian Dao Girl, he was also prepared. But he still didn't expect that the sword gallbladder was already at the fifth level of God Transformation, which was only one level worse than him.

Although the fifth level of the God Transformation and the sixth level of the God Transformation, he still surprised him a lot. How did he achieve it? He knew that the sect fully supported him, his father mobilized a large amount of resources, and he practiced in the space of accelerated time for nearly two years to have such cultivation. How did this kid do it? Moreover, his murderous intent and sword intent were so powerful...

"Buzz, Wuhui..." At this moment, the sword gall divided the overwhelming pressure from the huge waves in the sky. The next moment, when I raised my hand, the sword was already in my hand. I did not directly attack the sword. In an instant, the human and sword were united. The sword intent that the sword had swore without returning was now pushed to a new height by the sword gall, and instantly broke through the thorns and pierced the waves.

The sword is made without returning, no matter whether you rush to the mountains and seas or rush to the sea, the sword is brave but it is just not afraid of the road ahead, not afraid of the strong enemy, the sword comes out and breaks the enemy.

"Okay!" At this time, Jiandan stabbed out his sword and shouted three loudly.

One of them was naturally Xia Fan, the other one who had some tongues disobedient was Master Bao, and the other was the cold voice of Jian Wuqing who had not made any sound.

Jian Wuqing is the leader of the Yijian Sect now. Many people in the Yijian Sect are used to teaching the Sword Sect. Many people have even become accustomed to it after a long time, but they do not know that the word "Sword Sect" is the foundation of its establishment.

One sword breaks all the magic, one sword destroys ten thousand enemies, one sword kills gods and demons, and one sword kills the world, which is for the One Sword Sect.

However, as time goes by, the reason why Yijian Sect is more accustomed to being called the Sword Sect is that they think that their sword skills are outstanding, and that some extreme and even special Yijian method is less and less and less.

The Sword Sect embarked on a fancy road. Finally, after the gentleman appeared to destroy the sword formation and took away Jian Gan, Jian Wuqing, a person who was originally dedicated to practicing swords and did not care about the world, stood up. He was obsessed with swords and walked the Wuqing sword path. He knew swords best. When he saw Jian Gan's sword, he seemed a little excited, who seemed not interested in everything before.

"The universe in the sleeve, the five seals seal the sky, seal, bang bang bang..." The sword's intent of the sword's swearing without returning was too terrifying. One sword was out of nowhere. Even if the power of Changsheng Wuji was stronger than Jiandan, he did not dare to resist head-on. In an instant, his body flashed and dodged one after another, but Jiandan's sword did not feel exhausted, but instead became faster and faster. I knew that I could not dodge, Changkong Wuji raised his hand and pinched the seal in his hand.

His big sleeve swung, instantly covering his sword gall. His clothes were originally a magic weapon, and he instantly trapped the sword gall, and five seals were sealed down.

These five seal techniques are like five mountain peaks, and Changkong Wuji seems to be casual in the sleeve, but when Jiandao wants to break the universe in the sleeve with one sword, he realizes something is wrong.

At this moment, a hint of pride appeared on the corner of Changsheng Wuji's mouth. The real strength and ruthlessness were to use the most fierce moves unexpectedly. Qiankun in his sleeve seemed to deal with it casually, but it was a robe that only the leader of the Changsheng Sect could wear. Qiankun in this sleeve was already an eighth-grade divine artifact-level divine robe. It was even more difficult to rush out after being trapped inside.

The most important thing is that if you are slightly trapped, the power of the Eternal Dao Art of the Eternal Sect can be exerted. The Eternal Dao Art uses the Eternal Dao Art to motivate the power of heaven and earth. One part of the power can exert tens of the power.

This is the real power of the Changsheng Sect. The Dao Art of the Longevity is infinitely mysterious. One piece of power can exert tens of effects through the Dao Art. With this hand, especially with the help of the Qiankun in the sleeve of this divine robe, even if the existence of Changkong Wuji is one or two more than himself, has the confidence to suppress it, let alone the sword gall.

The sword galls were bombarded by the slightest swordsman, which were completely covered by the universe in the sleeves, had no way to hide, but they failed several times, so they could only resist desperately.

His sword intent is sharp and breaks the attack again and again, but the opponent's attack is powerful, just like mountains pressing down again and again. Although the opponent has not been able to amplify his own strength ten times, the effect of amplifying one or two times can be achieved. After all, although the Taoist Art of the Eternal Life is powerful, it has many restrictions. It is no problem to turn a point of power into ten, but if you want to amplify all your own strength ten times, it depends on whether your body can withstand it.

Therefore, the more important thing about the Taoist Art of Eternal Life is to save one's own strength. Of course, if the body can withstand it, it is also possible to explode several times the strength.

"Boom...boom...boom..." But even so, Changkong Wuji had already taken a big advantage. With the continuous bombardment, the sword gallbladder's injuries became heavier and heavier, and it was gradually difficult to support it. After several desperate resistances, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"My son did a good job, and he decided the outcome with a wave of his hand, and he decided life and death with a calm mind. He did a good job." Seeing that his son was sure of victory at this moment, he suddenly applauded and applauded.

From the corner of my eyes, I glanced at Xia Fan, Jian Wuqing, and the others. The meaning was very obvious. You were still applauding this guy just now, and see who laughed to the end.

Jian Wuqingren seems to have no feelings as his name suggests, and he has no expression in the face of the afterglow of the sky.

"Bah!" Master Bao spat and looked at him with drunken eyes.

Xia Fan was not in a hurry, and looked quietly. Not only Xia Fan was not in a hurry. If you look carefully, those who were more concerned about Qiankun Sect will find that everyone in Qiankun Sect was not too nervous either.

"It's over, it's over, I'll lose this time."

"What a pity, his sword intent is very terrifying and his sword is fierce. Even those with stronger strength than him are difficult to deal with. Unfortunately, he was trapped by Changkong Wuji and died there."

"I will die sooner or later when I get beaten, and I will definitely not be able to do it."

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In the eyes of others around, this battle has been decided, and the sword courage will definitely be defeated.

"The nine-turn of the Great Dao, the nine-turn seal technique, boom... boom..." At this time, as if confirming everyone's words, Changkong Wuji used the stronger means in the Changkong Taoist Technique again. The nine-turn seal technique had been used, and the nine-middle-the-shock power bombarded. At this moment, the ice of the Great Dao was covered, followed by black fog. Each force had its own special features, but it was not just a simple bombardment.

"Swoosh swish swish!" Faced with this extreme power, the sword gall dared not face it head-on. The flying sword in his hand rotated, instantly sweeping around him without allowing any power to approach.

"It depends on how long you can hold on. Jiyin Soul-Breaking Art, buzz..." Changkong Wuji instantly blasted down, and the sound of piercing the soul in the seal exploded. The sword gallbladder screamed, and the sword in his hand could no longer hold it, and it was thrown out in an instant. Not only that, it seemed that under this stimulation, the few treasures he had just been preparing to use were also thrown out and fell into the distance, while he himself covered his bleeding ears, as if he wanted to block the sound.

But this kind of sound is directly aimed at the soul, so you can't hide by covering your ears.

"It's really boring. There are still many methods that have not been used. What a pity, so I'll leave them to Xia Fan, frozen." Seeing that the sword gallbladder was completely defeated, and seeing his miserable situation, Changkong Wuji snorted coldly, raised his hand and sealed the sword gallbladder with an extreme ice seal.

But when Changkong Wuji raised his hand to the Ice Brave again, he didn't notice that at the moment when he frozen the Ice Brave, there was a hint of tenacity in Jiandan's eyes that seemed painful and crazy just now.

Seeing that the body of Jianqi had been frozen, Changkong Wuji's body, which had been hiding in the air, slowly fell down. Although the universe in the sleeve of the divine robe had not been removed, it also weakened. After all, there is another rule for this competition, which was re-set after several incidents. You cannot kill the other party, otherwise you will be disqualified. Otherwise, Changkong Wuji was not frozen just now, but when he fell down, he was going to step on Jianqi and tell everyone that he was Changkong Wuji's power.

"Boom..." Almost as the sword gallbladder was sealed, a semi-divine weapon around him and several first-grade spiritual weapons exploded under the guidance of a magic talisman.
Chapter completed!