Su Yunfei and Yi Shuihan fought fiercely for two hours, and they were evenly matched.
The entire arena was filled with the two people’s sword intent and martial intent.
The violent intention will rapidly expand the impact of the formation light curtain guarding the arena.
Seeing this, Situ Yan decisively cast spells to strengthen the formation.
Otherwise, after the two of them perform their real killing moves, the existing formation will not be able to withstand the strength of the two of them.
The spectators in the audience had red eyes, not because they were moved, but because they did not dare to close their eyes.
For fear of missing any details of the battle, after all, the life and death duel between the two people in the ring is, to the monks watching the battle,
It is equivalent to a practical teaching. If you miss it today, you will have to wait a hundred thousand years.
"The strongest young generation in the world fights!"
This is the unanimous voice of everyone watching the game.
Boom!
After a violent collision with the sword and stick, the two of them retreated ten feet and looked at each other in the distance.
Yi Shuihan's eyes were burning, a strange color flashed through his eyes, and he chuckled:
"Fellow Daoist Su is pretty good. He can fight me in close combat, which makes me a little impressed."
Su Yunfei swung his sword and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Yi is not bad either. He is invincible within three feet of swordsmanship. You can be proud of yourself for being able to hold on to my hand for so long!"
"Haha... I'm invincible within three feet of a swordsman?" Yi Shuihan sneered, and then his eyes lit up, "Now let me see what true invincibility is!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Shuihan stepped on the ground and flew straight to the sky. The previous position was collapsed by the force of the kick.
This shows how terrifying his power is.
Yi Shuihan rushed out of a height of a hundred feet and suddenly stopped.
At this moment, Yi Shuihan stood proudly in the void, looking full of energy and glowing with golden light.
Like the Buddha's light shining all over the world, his long black hair is fluttering in the wind, and his handsome face, blessed by Taoist rhyme, looks like a banished immortal coming to earth.
Everyone was impressed by his temperament.
But at this moment, Su Yunfei felt the danger, the unprecedented danger. He stared at Yi Shuihan in the void, clenched the sword in his hand,
His intuition told him that if he couldn't catch this blow, he would be declared a failure!
Yi Shuihan glanced at Su Yunfei on the ring, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, he grasped the Wuji stick with both hands, raised it above his head, fell rapidly, and hit Su Yunfei on the head.
As he fell, Yi Shuihan continued to gather momentum. As the momentum became stronger and stronger, a terrifying energy vortex condensed around him.
The vortex distorted the entire space with a radius of thousands of feet, and many spaces could not withstand the terrifying energy and exploded.
The energy of the explosion collided wantonly, blocking the sight of the entire arena.
Seeing this, Situ Yan was shocked and immediately reinforced the space again. He concluded that if Yi Shuihan's stick came down, the protective formation would directly collapse.
And Su Yunfei in the ring felt the huge pressure like Mount Tai,
The ring under his feet quickly cracked under the pressure, and Su Yunfei's feet had already sunk into the ring.
And every time Yi Shuihan drops by one point, his pressure becomes stronger.
Looking at the falling Yi Shuihan, Su Yunfei gradually came to a realization.
I saw him clenching the hilt of the sword with both hands, and a terrifying sword force erupted behind him,
The sword power gathered more and more, and became stronger and stronger. The air around them continued to explode, causing the monks watching the battle to quickly cover their ears.
When he was only ten feet away from Su Yunfei, Yi Shuihan's momentum had reached its peak.
He directly grasped the Wuji stick and hit Su Yunfei on the head.
At the same time, Su Yunfei's sword power reached its peak, and he struck out at the same time as Yi Shuihan, slashing forward violently.
Swords and sticks collided violently.
Boom!
Everyone within a radius of ten thousand miles heard the deafening sound.
The aftermath of the explosion hit hard and completely shattered the formation guarding the arena.
Hundreds of thousands of people who were closest to watching the game
The monk was directly blasted tens of thousands of feet, and the protective soft armor on his body was shattered.
This is when the formation blocks 70% of the energy, otherwise these monks will perish instantly.
The smoke cleared, the loud noise disappeared, and everyone finally saw the scene on the ring clearly.
Yi Shuihan still maintained the posture of holding the stick with both hands, his clothes were slightly torn, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and blood was dripping from the wound.
Su Yunfei raised his sword to block, his body fell into the ring, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
Both had varying degrees of injuries.
Su Yunfei felt that his leg bones had cracked and his internal organs had internal injuries.
Resisting the urge to vomit blood, Su Yunfei jumped out of the pit and looked at Yi Shuihan.
But his sword-holding arm kept shaking, and blood kept dripping down his arm.
There was an uproar in the audience,
"The stick that Yi Shuihan dropped from the sky must have been the master of the fighting holy ape's unique skills."
Bei Mingwan, the ancestor of Tianling Cave who was watching the battle, said in disbelief.
"Su Yunfei's ability to rise up in an instant can be said to push the sword's power to a higher level. He is truly a master of swordsmanship!" The Patriarch of Diyin Dongtian on the side exclaimed in admiration.
"It's too strong. Both of them are strong enough to defeat a great emperor-level monk."
"The two of them working together can kill the Emperor of Great Perfection. You see, the protective formation that can withstand the full blow of the Emperor of Great Perfection monk has been shattered."
"No, even the arena was collapsed. What kind of powerful power did these two people have? I'm very curious!"
"..."
The monks watching the battle went from shocked to shocked.
"Haha... Fellow Daoist Su, just admit defeat. You have already suffered internal injuries. If you continue to fight, you will fail sooner or later."
Yi Shuihan drank softly.
"Haha..." Su Yunfei sneered and said sternly: "The word admit defeat has never been in my dictionary, and I don't know how to write the word lose."
Yi Shuihan sarcastically said:
"Tough mouth!"
Su Yunfei sneered, "There are even harder ones!"
Yi Shuihan's expression turned strange after hearing this.
With a slight snort, Yi Shuihan took one step out of the avenue and gathered his strength, causing the air around him to explode. Then he took another step and the arena shook violently, as if he was bearing the power of a mountain.
Continuing to step forward, the power of the great avenues around Yi Shuihan shook the space and distorted it, making it difficult to see his figure clearly.
After taking the fourth step, the void was directly annihilated. Countless monks watching the battle vomited blood as they listened to the footsteps.
Seeing this, the bosses decisively used Qi machines to block it, otherwise many monks watching the battle would be injured and the path to monasticism would be completely cut off.
After taking the fifth step, thunder exploded in the sky.
When Su Yunfei saw this, he knew that Yi Shuihan was using the Martial Saint's secret skill of the Seven Steps Against the Dragon. Once he took the seventh step, the power would be devastating.
Without any further hesitation, Su Yunfei charged up and slashed.
As if he had expected it, when he struck out with his sword, Yi Shuihan teleported to the other side and took the sixth step.
Seeing this scene, Su Yunfei's heart sank, and he directly shrank to the ground in front of Yi Shuihan, hoping to interrupt Yi Shuihan again.
Also anticipating Su Yunfei's movements, Yi Shuihan instantly judged his foothold the moment he used Shrink to the Ground.
The moment Su Yunfei appeared, Yi Shuihan took the seventh step, charged up a stick, and knocked Su Yunfei backwards.
"Little junior brother!"
"Junior Brother Yunfei!"
"Senior Brother Yunfei!"
"..."
Ye Qingcheng, Dongfang Nan and other younger disciples of the Shushan Sword Tomb were immediately shocked.
Li Yi, Murong Zhan and other Shushan bosses felt nervous and clenched their fists unconsciously.
"Alas~ Is Su Yunfei going to lose? I have given him all my belongings. If he loses, I will be left in the dust!"
"Haha... I told you to press Yi Shuihan, but you just didn't listen. It's too late to regret now."
"Yi Shuihan is a Taoist and martial artist. He is the most
The most powerful thing is Tao. Even before he uses Tao, he can already defeat Su Yunfei with just martial arts! "
"Hmph! Don't be too proud, Su Yunfei still has some unique skills that he hasn't used yet!"
"..."
The monks watching the battle debated endlessly, but now many people were shaken that Su Yunfei could win.
At this time, Ye Shanhe, who had been closing his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Murong Zhan, Li Yi and others, and said slowly:
"Don't panic, Yunfei has been testing and adapting to Yi Shuihan's style of play until now, and he hasn't really exerted his strength yet."
Hearing what Ye Shanhe said, the hearts of everyone in Shushan dropped.
Yi Shuihan chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Su, admit defeat!"
Su Yunfei wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and instead of answering, he slashed out with his sword.
Yi Shuihan snorted and dodged in an instant.
Su Yunfei kept swinging his sword, swinging two thousand swords in one breath.
He used the method of shrinking to an inch, constantly changing positions, and constantly swinging his sword.
For a time, the entire arena was filled with violent sword energy, and the sword energy was so strong that it was almost substantial.
Aosheng, who was far away in the Dragon Palace of the Sea Dragon Clan, was shocked when he saw this scene on the ring.
"You can still play like this!"
Yi Shuihan continuously dodged Su Yunfei's countless swords without suffering any damage.
At first, I didn't care about it, and even wanted to laugh at it. When I saw the sword energy increasing and gathering together, I suddenly thought of a possibility.
But, it's too late now.
In just half a quarter of an hour, Su Yunfei had already slashed hundreds of thousands of swords, and the sword energy was about to break through the light barrier of the formation.
At this moment, Su Yunfei's eyes turned cold, he sheathed his long sword, and clapped his hands violently,
"Give it to me!"
boom!
Countless sword energies compressed instantly and trapped Yi Shuihan within a ten-foot radius.
This move is the secret skill of Su Yunfei Guanhailong Clan's genius who is proud of his victory.
And the self-created sword energy cage.
At the moment when the sword energy cages gathered together, Su Yunfei shouted angrily:
"Break it for me!"
boom!
The sword energy cage exploded directly, and the terrifying power blasted the reinforced formation full of cracks.
The arena could no longer hold up at this moment and exploded.
The sound of the explosion shook all the monsters within a radius of thousands of miles, causing them to lie on the ground and tremble.
The void at the edge of the arena was directly annihilated, and even the laws of heaven could not quickly heal the void.
This is Su Yunfei's sword energy, extremely sharp.
The smoke dissipated, everyone's vision finally became clear, and a burst of exclamations rang out.
I saw Yi Shuihan holding his Wuji stick against his lower back to prevent himself from flying backwards.
The clothes were torn, exposing his strong chest, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, looking a little embarrassed.
Su Yunfei's eyes froze, Yi Shuihan's body was so abnormal, and it didn't even kill him.
Yi Shuihan grinned,
"Fellow Daoist Su, I really want to be serious!"
