C657 Fire Song
C657 Fire Song
However, their martial arts techniques and moves were different. If they collided, it would be difficult to determine!
In his eyes, they were only Inner Sect experts. If it was a fight between elite disciples, the situation would probably be even more intense than this!
At this moment, the battle reached its climax …
After a hundred moves, there was only one more attack before the outcome was decided!
Instantly, two figures that were swift like lightning rushed over. On one side was an extremely strong wind blade and on the other was a silver sword light.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The two of them shouted together. Waves of powerful true energy rushed towards each other like a torrential rain.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
The battle between these two was swift and decisive.
Even though Ouyang Xiaoxiao didn't like to show off his edge, he always focused on defense and defense at the beginning.
However, the appearance of Feng Luo had completely stimulated his fighting spirit and will.
Boom boom boom!
After a series of explosions, smoke and dust filled the sky and enveloped the entire arena.
The vast sea of Genuine Essence continued to roar, and attacked the stage non-stop, destroying the stage to the point of collapse, and it was on the verge of collapse!
"Hiss!"
When everyone saw this, they could not help but gasp.
The two of them were extremely powerful and terrifying. They were completely crazy opponents. As long as there was a single chance, they would launch a crazy attack!
While everyone was still thinking, the victor of the battle had also quietly arrived!
A roar came from the smoke and dust, followed by a roar of unwillingness:
"That's impossible! I have cultivated for an entire year. I had thought that I would be able to break your path of the sword and seize your weakness … "
"But why …" "Why is that!?"
The corner of Feng Luo's mouth was covered in blood. His eyes were filled with hatred and a strong sense of unwillingness.
He found it hard to believe that after a year, he had still lost to his opponent even after studying the flaws in the way of the Beifeng Hall and sword day and night.
At this time, Feng Luo's figure appeared in front of everyone. His clothes were torn, his knees were cut by swords, and blood was flowing outside.
Swish!
Ouyang Xiaoxiao also landed on the ground. He coughed loudly and spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, his injuries were relatively lighter, and he was able to avoid almost all of the Wind Blades' attacks. His condition was much better than his opponent's.
Ouyang Xiao kept his sword and put it behind him once more as he said indifferently, "You are improving, and I am improving as well. Let my Beifeng Hall control this ten percent of the rights to mining …"
Feng Luo gritted his teeth, but he no longer had the strength to fight. He could only bitterly leave …
Seeing Feng Luo leaving, the Tianfeng Valley Elder's expression congealed, and after saying a few words of consolation, he said to another disciple of the Tianfeng Valley:
"Chang Qing, you temporarily need to adjust your Genuine Essence. As long as you are in a state of complete victory, you don't have to bother Ouyang Xiao for now."
"Alright!"
The Inner Sect Disciple called Feng Changqing, who was first place, became vigilant once he saw his junior brother fail the battle.
Although he was confident that he could defeat Ouyang Xiao within five moves, he was not confident that he could defeat the first Inner Sect genius.
This time, Tianfeng Valley sent out Feng Luo and Feng Changqing.
And Beifeng Hall sent out Ouyang Xiao and Sun Jianlee!
Ouyang Xiao and Feng Luo were naturally on the same level.
However, compared to Sun Jianlee and Feng Changqing, the two of them were much weaker.
Ouyang Xiaoxiao continued to laugh as he stood in the ring. "Is there anyone else who wants to steal my rights?"
Since the battle had reached this point, Ouyang Xiao naturally had to do his best to help his senior brother block a few outer sect disciples.
A faint voice was heard.
"Sacred Martial Mansion, Eight Desolations Heaven Flame … "I am here to ask Brother Ouyang for your wise move …"
After he finished speaking, a person flew out from the Sacred Martial Mansion camp, stepped onto the stage.
This person was wearing a fiery-red armor and had a head of white hair. His face, however, was incredibly strange and exuded a trace of arrogance and coldness.
Seeing the newcomer, Ouyang Xiao took a deep breath and said, "Brother Huo Changge, please enlighten me …"
This time, two people were participating in the Sacred Martial Mansion competition. One was Liu Steel Pavilion's Ling Shaotian, and the other person was Huo Changge who was currently participating.