"Eighth grade sharp weapon, Phoenix Sword." Chu Yankou murmured.

"Junior brother, be careful." Jiang Panmeng said calmly.

At this moment, Chu Yan could clearly feel the change in Jiang Panmeng.

One moment, she was a beautiful lady holding an umbrella, but this moment, she became a monk holding a sword.

"Nine Heavenly Phoenix Dance Body Technique!"

With a scolding sound, Jiang Panmeng, dressed in white and pink skirt, came to greet Chu Yan.

For a moment, Chu Yan felt as if he had an illusion.

In front of him, a phoenix spreading its wings was staring down at him with cold eyes.

The pressure of the momentum is enough to make people's blood coagulate and their brains go blank.

But in just a moment, Chu Yan came back to his senses.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With his will, Chu Yan has never lost to anyone.

And his nickname is Tiger Chuyan!

With a wild roar, Chu Yan's whole body's energy and blood surged violently, so much so that the stone slab under his feet instantly shattered into powder, and the rolling airflow around him even erupted with a sound like wind and thunder.

"Great Sun Yaolong!"

The eighth-grade inscription burst out with a bang.

The flame spear thrust out, wrapped in flames, erupted with an ear-splitting noise, and rushed towards Jiang Panmeng.

In an instant, the blazing flames even gave people a terrifying feeling of burning mountains and boiling seas, and the flames were raging into the sky.

Jiang Panmeng's expression changed, but she did not regret it. She scolded her repeatedly and slashed down her sword.

"Phoenix Wings Star Slash!"

Tsk!

The rolling flaming waves were torn apart like cloth.

But the impact of the flames also made Jiang Panmeng's pretty fair face turn red and make her skin sting.

"Seven Stars Ranfengbu! Seventh Star!"

Chu Yan roared repeatedly, his speed doubled, and like a cannonball, he stabbed Jiang Panmeng without waiting for the flame wave to end.

The tip of the spear and the light of the sword collided violently in the air, and suddenly, there was a loud noise like the explosion of thousands of kilograms of steel.

In an instant, the flames were torn into pieces that filled the sky, as if countless butterflies were dancing in the sky.

The center of the arena was suddenly opened and collapsed, and the stone slabs were broken and broken.

The two of them took dozens of steps back together.

The heart of bàozhà, the concentric circles formed by the air, vibrate in circles.

Stopping, Chu Yan's tiger's mouth burst open, blood flowed down the trembling tip of the spear, and shattered into a mist of blood.

Jiang Panmeng's expression changed drastically. His originally fair face was now even more pale, and his chest was rising and falling violently.

In this head-on collision just now, the two of them actually fought to a draw.

The mouths of everyone in the audience could almost fit five eggs at this moment, and their eyeballs were about to fall off.

"This, how is this possible!"

"What just happened?"

"Did I see it wrong?"

"Chu Yan didn't lose to Senior Sister Jiang?"

"I can't even beat Senior Sister Jiang with one hand, but this Chu Yan, this Chu Yan can actually fight to a draw with Senior Sister Jiang?"

Not only was everyone not shocked at this moment, but even Li Xiu and others who had finished the competition in other arenas also had surprised looks in their eyes.

Because of the huge disparity in strength, the match between Li Xiu, Su Jianyuan, Feng Xin and others ended quickly. At this time, they all looked towards Chu Yan and Jiang Panmeng.

"This Chu Yan is interesting. Junior Sister Jiang's level is two levels lower. Although Junior Sister Jiang has not used that move yet, but they can be evenly matched at this level, it seems that the list of spiritual disciples will be getting better and better in the future.

The harder it is to fight, what do you think, Senior Brother Li?" Su Jianyuan touched his chin and asked Li Xiudao with great interest.

Li Xiu crossed his arms and snorted coldly: "It seems that Junior Sister Jiang is going to use that move, and this Chu Yan is going to lose."

"Junior Sister Jiang's move is really that powerful?" Su Jianyuan glanced sideways at Feng Xin and asked Li Xiu again.

Li Xiu was silent for a long time, and then said calmly: "If Chu Yan can block it, then the Spirit Disciple List can compete with me for supremacy."

"Hiss—so scary?" Su Jianyuan took a breath, "So I'm really lucky. I haven't come across Junior Sister Jiang yet. Otherwise, it would be very embarrassing."

At this moment in the arena, Jiang Panmeng looked at Chu Yan, her eyes were stern and appreciative.

"Junior Brother Chu, after this game is over, how about you come and sit with me if you have time?" Jiang Panmeng suddenly asked.

As soon as these words came out, many disciples in the audience immediately stared at Chu Yan, their eyes turning red with jealousy, like rabbits.

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Senior sister has exquisite body skills and huge sword power. If you don't mind it, I really want to ask senior sister for more advice."

"In that case, let this match end here." Jiang Panmeng took a deep breath and said, "Junior brother, if you can't hold on anymore, surrender immediately. The power of the Phoenix Sword must not be resisted forcefully."

"Okay! If that's the case, then I won't be polite!" Chu Yan nodded, suddenly raised his hand, and threw out the Fiery Flame Spear. It was like a jet of black lightning that shot out towards Jiang Panmeng.

In an instant, the air was torn apart, making a harsh explosion.

Jiang Panmeng didn't dodge or dodge, or she didn't need to dodge at all.

At this time, she held the sword in both hands, and bursts of terrifying sword power surged towards the surroundings like a tide.

A wild aura burst out from her body, as if an ancient giant beast was about to burst out of the sky.

The rocks of the arena could not withstand such heavy pressure at this moment. They kept cracking and cracking, and the cracks spread like spiders in all directions.

Li Xiu and others in the audience also looked extremely serious at this time.

Su Jianyuan murmured: "This is Junior Sister Jiang's biggest trump card, her physique -"

"Fire phoenix body." Feng Xin, who rarely spoke, couldn't help but spit out a sentence under the pressure of this barbaric momentum.

With his eyes fixed on the tip of the spear that was getting closer and closer, Jiang Panmeng's pupils seemed to have a ball of flame, burning into flames that burned the city in an instant.

Although there was no actual flame, at this moment, she seemed to surge up and spread out a pair of wings of flames from behind, sweeping across the entire arena.

"Feng Yan Storm!"

With a long roar, the spiritual energy in Jiang Panmeng's body decreased sharply. In an instant, the air around his body began to rub and rotate violently. The temperature rose sharply, and even turned dark red in color.

The Fierce Flame Gun made a clanging sound, as if it had stabbed something substantial. It stopped less than two inches away from Jiang Panmeng. The gun tried to move forward, but was deflected with a swish sound.

, shot diagonally to the side.

When the Fiery Flame Spear was thrown, Chu Yan followed closely behind and rushed towards Jiang Panmeng.

He could feel that Jiang Panmeng's body was accumulating a terrifying power.

"Fire flame! Rise! Storm! Fall!" Looking at Chu Yan, Jiang Panmeng shouted sweetly and slashed down with his sword.

"Seven Stars Ranfengbu! Seventh Star!"

Chu Yan's speed increased to the extreme, and he could avoid a distance of five feet in an instant.

The place where he had just landed was directly exploded by a storm falling from the sky with a loud bang, creating a large crater nearly three feet in diameter.

Amid the rubble that filled the sky, Chu Yan looked at Jiang Panmeng and finally understood the reason for what the other party had just said.

What she is performing at this moment is not martial arts, but magic!
Chapter completed!