The final of the competition is between Changsheng Sect Fang Qingshan and Tianxuan Sword Sect Jian Wuchen!
A trace of expectation arose in everyone's heart. One player entered the finals lying down and had never been on the stage since the top fifteen. The other player crushed all the way to the finals.
But we cannot underestimate Fang Qingshan because of this, after all, judging from the previous performance of the Changsheng Sect.
Fang Qingshan seemed to be the strongest among the group, so he chose to give him the opportunity to advance.
The old man in charge asked Jian Wuchen to go aside and restore his strength and condition to the small formation exuding abundant spiritual energy that had been prepared.
This is the spirit gathering array, and the layout conditions are not harsh. It is easy to restore a junior who has not even entered the spirit elixir realm.
Hearing this, Jian Wuchen nodded slightly, walked to the side of the formation and sat cross-legged. It only took him a stick of incense to adjust his entire body to the best state, ready to fight at any time.
Seeing this, the old man turned his gaze to Fang Qingshan, with a little expectation in his eyes. He was undoubtedly the most mysterious among all the contestants.
Fang Qingshan understood, nodded towards Murong Feng and others, and strode towards the battlefield. His somewhat thin figure gave people a feeling of being upright, and his whole temperament was completely different.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance on the battlefield, their eyes met, and they were filled with fighting spirit. Jian Wuchen had been waiting for Qingshan for a long time, and his intuition told him that this person was the most powerful opponent in the Qingxuan Competition.
After Fang Qingshan clenched his fists, he exerted force with his feet, and his whole body turned into an afterimage and rushed out. He was in front of the opponent in an instant, and punched out with his right hand, making a sonic boom.
Two flames ignited in Jian Wuchen's calm eyes, he clenched the scabbard, circulated his whole body's spiritual power, blocked it in front of him and collided with his fists.
boom!
A wave of air appeared out of thin air, causing the skin on Jian Wuchen's face to feel a little raw. Seeing that the opponent was not affected at all, he used the force to retreat a few feet away, pulled out the long sword in his hand, and struck out with one strike.
"Well done!"
Fang Qingshan whispered in his heart, there are no special moves or skills, he just believes in defeating all methods with one force. You can come up with all kinds of tricks, and I will defeat them all with my own strength.
He punched out hard, dispersing the sword energy and causing everyone in the audience to shrink their pupils.
"Mist tank!"
"Such a strong body, this kid is covered in iron bumps!"
"It's simply brutal, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus. Jian Wuchen's sword energy is so sharp that it can't even hurt him at all. It's so terrifying!"
There was a lot of chatter in the crowd. They didn't expect Fang Qingshan to be so powerful, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
Jian Wuchen kept swinging the long sword in his hand, slashing out dozens of sword auras one after another, covering all parts of Fang Qingshan's body.
Others might be too tired to resist, and it would be extremely difficult to block all the sword energy. If they are not careful, they will be injured by the sword energy.
But Fang Qingshan showed a hint of excitement on his face. He advanced instead of retreating, interlacing his hands and punching quickly one after another. It seemed like there was a copper wall in front of him, and no sword energy could cross it.
Jian Wuchen's eyes narrowed slightly. Although these were just tests, he was a little surprised by the strength shown by the other party.
Not daring to delay and neglect, he immediately used the killing move he had shown against Huang Zhuoyu in the previous round.
"Broken Star!"
An unpretentious sword energy was slashed out by him. The speed seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye he had already arrived in front of Fang Qingshan.
What greeted it was a fist seal with bright golden light, which seemed to have the power to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, and it moved forward indomitably.
"Open the sky!"
When Jian Wuchen was about to perform his killing move, Fang Qingshan was already brewing this martial skill. It is one of the supporting combat skills in the Immortal Heaven Skill. When the cultivation level reaches the peak level, one punch can open the sky and destroy the world. !
After the old man in charge saw Fang Qingshan's blow, his heart beat violently.
This thing is almost the same as that thing. It seems to be tailor-made for it, and the look in the other person's eyes is even more meaningful.
It was too late, but it was too soon. The two energies collided with each other, and the solid battle platform shook slightly.
The ground made of fine iron collapsed due to the force of the impact.
The two of them also retreated together, shaking their somewhat numb fists. Fang Qingshan did not stop, and took advantage of the momentum to launch an offensive. The long sword collided with his fists, making a sound of gold and iron.
For a time, Fang Qingshan firmly controlled the situation and had the upper hand.
The leader of the Tianxuan Sword Sect in the audience looked surprised. As a master, he knew this disciple very well. He had never been suppressed in his practice until now.
Jian Wuchen's arm holding the long sword was sore from the shock. No matter how strong the opponent's body was, the sword energy he was proud of could not break through the defense.
Another fist struck, and Jian Wuchen subconsciously turned slightly sideways. The fierce wind cut off a small amount of his hair.
With a twist, he used his long sword to slash out several sword energy, temporarily stabilizing his body, and followed closely with his killing move.
"Zangetsu!"
The faint green sword energy went towards Fang Qingshan's abdomen.
"Split the ground!"
Fang Qingshan put away his fists, and kicked his right leg violently towards the sword energy. In a daze, everyone saw that his right leg turned into a simple and sharp battle ax, blasting out with the power to shatter mountains and rivers.
The sword energy was immediately kicked and exploded, turning into hazy moonlight-like brilliance and scattered all over the ground. At the same time, Jian Wuchen was knocked back more than ten feet by the impact of the kick. The long sword was inserted into the ground, drawing out sparks. .
Fang Qingshan stood up straight. This time, he was obviously slightly better.
He slowly said: "Brother Jian, just use whatever moves you have, I know you have stronger means!"
Jian Wuchen put away his sword, took a deep breath, his eyes were filled with fighting intent, and responded: "Okay!"
He has always cherished words like gold, and being able to say these words already means that he will go all out in the future.
Everyone was a little confused when they saw Jian Wuchen put away his sword. As a swordsman, how can he perform the killing move of swordsmanship without a weapon?
I saw Jian Wuchen closing his eyes tightly, and his whole body was exuding a hazy sword light, which gradually became dazzling, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a giant sword rising into the sky.
"Falling leaves and flying flowers are all weapons. Only when you have a sword in your heart can you achieve the supreme swordsmanship!"
He murmured softly in his heart, and opened his eyes suddenly, the sword aura was threatening.
"Sword formation, rise!"
He struck hard towards the ground with his right hand. Before everyone could be shocked, the ground where Fang Qingshan was sitting emitted a faint green light, and then countless sword energy shot up from the ground into the sky.
When the sudden change occurred on the ground, Fang Qingshan's spiritual power was already flowing throughout his body, and his muscles were tense. When the sword energy suddenly appeared, even if it struck his body, it did not cause any damage and made a violent sound.
Countless sword energies condensed in mid-air into a giant sword several feet long, exuding a terrifying aura and locking on Fang Qingshan from a distance.
Jian Wuchen's index finger was slightly bent, and the giant sword suddenly circled in the air and then crashed down like a meteorite.
"If you can take this move, I will admit defeat!"
Jian Wuchen's cold voice came.
