A fire dragon suddenly appeared in mid-air. As soon as the fire dragon appeared, it opened its mouth and spit out a tongue of fire, causing the temperature inside the forbidden mask to rise suddenly.
The sword light shot by Zhou Yang was completely engulfed by the tongues of fire, and the flames continued unabated, rolling towards Zhou Yang with a heat wave.
When Zhou Yang retreated violently, the mountain armor shield was already out. The flames hit the shield and instantly surrounded it. It burned violently and made a crackling sound.
Zhou Yang obviously underestimated the power of the fire dragon. Just as the first tongue of fire hit the shield, the second tongue spurted out from the dragon's mouth and hit the mountain armor shield in the blink of an eye.
The flames suddenly burned more intensely.
The two tongues of flame were less than a breath apart. The shield was continuously hit and burned, and began to shrink rapidly. After the extremely high temperature flame broke through the obstacle, it rolled towards Zhou Yang again.
This wasn't the end yet. Mendong continued to inject spiritual power into the top-grade magic weapon, and the third tongue of fire was about to spurt out.
His intention was very simple, he was ready to accomplish his feat in one battle, and he would seriously injure Zhou Yang regardless of his spiritual power.
Zhou Yang's expression changed. The first two tongues of fire had already greatly reduced the defense of the mountain armor. If the third one came again, it would not explode, but it would be inevitable to be knocked back to its original shape.
At that time, he was facing an attack from two tongues of fire that were overwhelming the sky. It was difficult for an ordinary high-grade magic shield to block such a fierce attack.
Although the situation is extremely critical, Zhou Yang has not used his trump card yet, but it will consume a lot of spiritual power, but he has to use it at this time.
The second blazing tongue of fire has already arrived, and it is not the original one, but has turned into a huge group of flames, which is countless times more powerful than the fire spell.
The next moment Zhou Yang moved, and in just half a breath, his figure was far away from the scattered flames. It took another half breath to avoid the attack of the third tongue of fire.
In one breath, Zhou Yang made a semicircle on the competition stage, barely avoiding two tongues of fire. Dozens of fireballs hit the light mask, sending up white smoke.
As soon as Zhou Yang landed on the ground, two red lines of spiritual light had already cut through the sky and flew in front of Mendong as fast as lightning.
Mendong's magic weapon can only spit out three tongues of fire in a row. If he wants to continue to destroy it, he has to build up his momentum.
What Zhou Yang wanted was a quick word. With this time difference, when Mendong injected spiritual power again, he would launch a surprise attack and catch him off guard.
Facts have proved that the tactic is effective. Mendong was in a hurry and only avoided one of the spiritual lights. The second one hit his left leg, punching a bloody hole, and Mendong fell down.
Zhou Yang covered ten feet in one step, and his long sword instantly touched Mendong's neck.
The third round, win!
Kuandong had a pair of good intermediate inner armor, but unfortunately it was only half-length. If the spiritual light red line hit it, he would definitely not be hurt, and he would not be defeated so quickly.
However, it is too late to say anything, defeat is defeat.
On the viewing platform, Lan Kuotian smiled. Butcher and Zhou Yang won one after another, and their opponents were both elite disciples of Zhou Tianzong, which gave him a lot of pride.
Qiu Yiming frowned at first, and then relaxed. He was not angry because the disciples of Zhou Tianzong were defeated.
After the third round, only seven people from Tianxing Sect were left, including Butcher, Zhou Yang, Wu Qiong, Pei Zhongjie, and Luo Haisheng.
Wu Qiong was lucky. His opponent came from a disciple of a third-rate small sect. Although he was not weak in strength, he was slightly inferior in skills and lost in the end.
The other two elite disciples of the Tianxing Sect also defeated their opponents from the Zhou Tianzong affiliated forces and advanced to the fourth round. However, they both suffered minor or serious injuries. If they want to enter the top 100, the difficulty is not ordinary.
The butcher watched the entire fight between Zhou Yang and Mendong and was secretly surprised.
This kid Zhou Yang actually defeated his opponent without using the best magic weapon. What if it were him?
This boy is indeed a strong enemy. However, he was not convinced. He always felt that a boy who had just broken through to the spiritual realm was not much stronger. If Mendong hadn't been careless, he would never have thought of winning with a sneak attack.
The butcher had no time to continue thinking. Together with the other six people, he swallowed a few pills and took the time to recover.
During the entire competition, half of the spiritual power Zhou Yang consumed was used on his newly kneaded movements, which made him very depressed.
Although the speed is much faster, the kneading is still not ideal, it consumes too much spiritual power, and the effect is not satisfactory.
It's no wonder, it's only been a long time since he got the Seven-Star Flowing Cloud Step, and it's already very good to be able to do this.
After swallowing three pills, Zhou Yang began to meditate to recover.
After several battles, the fourth round began.
Needless to say, Butcher and others, the one facing Wu Qiong was Xi Danfeng, a female disciple of Zhou Tianzong.
Xi Danfeng is only 25 or 26 years old, but she is not inferior to other women. She has won three games in a row before, defeating three opponents at the same level without any injuries, and advanced to the top 200.
Wu Qiong had seen Xi Danfeng's fight before, and her heart pounded. This little girl was not easy to mess with. Her movements were as fast as the wind, and Liu Ye's double swords were flawless, and her top-quality magical weapons were also very powerful.
In the previous battle, she shattered several of her opponent's magic shields. If the opponent hadn't been protected by inner armor, she would have been killed long ago. Even so, the man was seriously injured.
Thinking of Xi Danfeng's extraordinary skills and ruthless personality, Wu Qiong felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
Being timid before fighting is a taboo. Wu Qiong secretly cursed himself for being hopeless, glanced at his seventh uncle at the viewing platform, and calmed down secretly.
Wu Xiao also glanced over at this time and couldn't help but frown.
From his perspective, how could he not ignore Xian Danfeng's strength and Wu Qiong's timidity, and secretly worried about this highly valued junior.
At the beginning of the battle, Xi Danfeng still started with a double sword. Wu Qiong, who was pressing forward, was restrained at every turn and was a little tired of dealing with it for a while.
Wu Xiao's expression on the stage was a little ugly. This was just the beginning. Xi Danfeng was just trying out his skills. If he had used ten of his skills, Wu Qiong would have been defeated long ago.
Although he could only parry, Wu Qiong was a leader in Tianxing Sect after all, so he would not be defeated so quickly.
After fighting fiercely for a stick of incense, Wu Qiong gradually became familiar with the opponent's fighting style, and he became less passive in dealing with it, and he was able to fight back with one and a half moves.
A trace of surprise flashed across Xi Danfeng's pretty face, and she accelerated her attack. Although the sword light had not left her body, it grew twice as long as before.
After finding the feeling, Wu Qiong danced the halberd with the wind, and the halberd light shot up high, complementing the sword light, making it extremely eye-catching.
Coupled with Xi Danfeng's dancing green tights, a beautiful scenery suddenly appeared on the competition stage.
"Why is this kid getting more and more energetic as he fights? What a freak!" Xi Danfeng secretly gritted her teeth and pushed Liu Ye's double swords to the extreme. With the help of flexible body skills, she regained her advantage step by step.
Wu Qiong originally wanted to use his magical weapon to make a sneak attack, but under the fierce attack of the two swords, he had no time or energy at all, and he was sweating unknowingly.
Zhou Yang watched it with great interest, secretly praising Xi Danfeng for her superb swordsmanship, her gracefulness and elegance, and her level of female prowess, whose spiritual power even surpassed that of Wu Qiong.
However, Zhou Yang didn't know Wu Qiong's character. This kid was naturally naughty and had a lot of clever ideas. His victory in the first three games was not entirely due to his strength, but to a large extent because of his brilliant head.
He was indeed a little frightened when he first came on the scene, but through this period of fighting, he also roughly figured out the details of Xi Danfeng and had a certain understanding of her character, and his little head began to spin again.
Under the opponent's airtight attack, Wu Qiong seemed a little flustered. The halberd began to show flaws. He was accidentally struck by the sword light and his robe was cut off. A large piece of clothing was cut off, and the hot sword light instantly burned it to pieces. Fly ash.
Wu Qiong looked shocked, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.
Xi Danfeng danced his swords even more fiercely. If he could capture Wu Qiong in one go, he would save a lot of energy.
Under the influence of her spiritual power, the sword light actually felt like it was out of body.
Wu Qiong, who was dodging, was also frightened by what he saw. He didn't dare to play with fire any more. There were already signs of breakthrough in his sword skills. If that happened, he would be in trouble.
After the halberd barely pushed aside the two knives, his feet slipped and his body instantly fell back. Except for his feet still on the ground, his body was already parallel to the ground.
He cleverly avoided Xi Danfeng's double knives that swept over him again, but he gave her the impression that he was unsteady and about to fall to the ground.
Xi Danfeng's double swords paused for a moment, and it wasn't because she was sincerely giving in to Wu Qiong, because a fallen man's counterattack would be greatly reduced, and a second sword later could hurt him, or at least make him extremely passive. among.
However, Wu Qiong did not really fall to the ground. His move was similar to the iron bridge in the world of martial arts.
Not only that, the body parallel to the ground moved slightly to the side. When Xi Danfeng's movements slowed down a little, Wu Qiong already had a top-quality magic weapon in his hand. The next moment, several surrounding shadows swept towards Xi Danfeng.
Xi Danfeng had already gathered his momentum and was about to slash with his sword. However, he saw several surrounding shadows coming towards him and he could not dodge them in time. He was frightened and could only slash at the surrounding shadows with his two swords while retreating sharply.
With two "Puff" sounds, the sword light defeated the two surrounding shadows in an instant, but this was just the beginning.
Wu Qiong understood that Xi Danfeng could not be hurt by just one blow. What he wanted was not to succeed with one blow, but to seize the opportunity and then attack.
The next wave of attacks was no longer two, but four.
At this time, Xi Danfeng had just defeated Huan Ying and needed a moment of ventilation. However, she had been hasty to fight back. At this time, she saw four more lights and shadows coming, faster than the previous two. It was impossible to completely avoid them. Yes.
The surrounding shadow arrived in an instant, but Xi Danfeng's body suddenly fell, and it fell in an arch shape, with her head tilted back, and her hands and feet also fell behind and landed on the ground first.
The two surrounding shadows flying towards her hands and feet passed by at the same time, hitting the light shield and disappearing. As for the two surrounding shadows in the middle, one passed close to her face, while the other hit her chest.
Wu Qiong was overjoyed, as long as he hit it.
However, the next moment, his smile froze on his face. The ring shadow rubbed Xi Danfeng's chest, but no blood burst out. Xi Danfeng turned over beautifully and stood up again, but her face was a little pale. .
"Damn it, she actually has high-grade inner armor!"
