Everyone under the sword test stage understood that the intensity of the second round of the competition will definitely be far greater than that of the first round. Which of the disciples who can reach this round will be weak, not to mention that these disciples are all extremely outstanding leaders among the eight major sects.

Even if you are strong and want to enter the third round, you have to do your best. You may even end up losing both sides and win by chance.

At this time, another monk who drew the No. 1 lottery had already escaped to the stage.

Yan Nuo's eyes were drawn to the man, but he also had a feeling of impression in his heart. This man was a disciple of Jiyan Sect, and his cultivation level at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage was quite impressive.

I still remember that this person's opponent in the last round of competition was a disciple from Fengtian Temple. I clearly remember that this person used a pair of black daggers of the best spiritual weapon. However, the disciple from Fengtian Temple had a purple gold bowl with a top-grade spiritual weapon. Its protective power was extremely strong. This disciple from Jiyan Sect could never break his defense.

In the end, he used fire-attributed martial arts instead. Under the continuous attacks of fire-attributed magic, he beat the disciple who performed Buddhist martial arts to the point where he had no temper, and then he won the competition in that round.

Thinking of this, Yan Nuo's lips couldn't help but curl up, and his figure flashed onto the sword test platform.

Seeing Yan Nuo landing on the sword test platform, the disciple of Jiyan Sect was slightly stunned, looked at Yan Nuo's cultivation level, and then his face was filled with smiles.

"Yuxiao Sect Cang'er!"

"Jiyanmen Gudun!"

Removing the smile on his face, the disciple named Gu Deng of Jiyan Sect flipped his hands and two dark daggers appeared in front of him, so dark that there was not even a trace of light. In addition to the spiritual power fluctuations, a faint smell of blood floated in the dagger's sword.

Gu Deng turned his eyes to Yan Nuo: "This junior brother of Yuxiao Sect, Brother Wei has seen your competition on stage. He has good physical strength. Although the martial arts skills are extremely powerful, the cultivation level between you and me is three levels different. Brother Wei still advises me to give up on his own initiative!"

With a smile on his face, Yan Nuo didn't care about Gu Deng's words at all: "Senior Brother Gu's fire control technique is so envious of me. I always like to play with fireworks in my spare time, but at this time I want to ask my senior brother for advice!"

"It is your luck to be able to reach the second round, but I will end your good luck with you with my own hands!" Gu Deng then sneered: "As for your brother's fire control technique, you are not worthy of your cultivation!"

While speaking, Gu Deng flew and rotated in front of him, and the high-speed rotation cut the air sobbing that it made a sob cry. The black light of the afterimage was even more like two black poisonous snakes, with strangeness and viciousness everywhere.

With a dragon roar, the long sword had appeared in his hand. The spiritual energy in Yan Nuo's body poured into the long sword. The sword flower shook, and a thunderous arc of electric lightning flashed on the sword body.

"laugh!"

Two extremely blurry black shadows, as fast as black lightning, flew towards Yan Nuo, and naturally Gu Deng launched the first attack. The dagger was flying at high speed, but there was no sound at this moment.

While talking, Gu Deng was arrogant but also arrogant. The speed of this pair of black daggers was 30% faster than that of other spiritual weapons, and it was silent. If he was a little careless, he would inevitably not lose.

The two of them were only ten feet apart, and the two daggers arrived in an instant. The group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators under the sword test stage couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts, and secretly speculated whether they could avoid this attack.

As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch long and one inch short and one inch short and one inch dangerous. These two spiritual weapons are even more difficult to deal with than the string moon blades that Yan Nuo used before. The long sword in his hand cannot resist such close-fitting entanglement. The shield was used in the Tianxing Mountains and could not be taken out. As for the Sun and Moon Wheels and the String Moon Blade, it is even more difficult to show up. As for the string of rosary spiritual weapons, it is not a critical moment at this time. It would be too early to display it.

Although there are other spiritual weapons in the storage bag that can be used, they are not very useful for such close-range attacks.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Nuo smiled slightly, attacked the attacking dagger with one sword, used the thunder escape technique, and his body turned into a phantom and came to Gu Deng.

"What a quick and exquisite escape technique!" Gu Deng couldn't help but praise, and then found that he was about to get into trouble. He still remembered the last battle of this disciple of the Yuxiao Sect named Cang'er. He was good at using close-knit mechanics.

Close-up fight is obviously not your strength, and Gu Deng would not do this by showing his own weaknesses.

Looking at Yan Nuo who was approaching him, while using his mind to control the spiritual weapon flying in the air, he repeatedly hit the finger technique in his hand. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered in front of him. A stream of innate true fire from the foundation-building monk erupted out. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth burned and turned into a firebird with red hearts and blue flames.

"go!"

The firebird with red heart and blue flames raised his head and roared for Yan Nuo.

Looking at the strange firebird transformed from spiritual energy, Yan Nuo was slightly stunned and was about to retreat. The two black daggers cut off their retreat and surrounded Yan Nuo in the middle.

"Broad but not refined, mixed but not pure!"

Seeing Yan Nuo being suppressed at a disadvantage, Cangfan Sword Immortal from the audience shook his head, knowing in his heart that Yan Nuo practiced both skills and cultivation would inevitably be complicated. I thought I would train him well in the future.

"Ding! Ding!"

The sound of black daggers intersecting with the sword was endless. A long sword was blown away by Yan Nuo. The firebird hit the sword from time to time, bursting out violent sparks.

At this time, most of the people under the sword test stage saw the danger of Yan Nuo, and many monks shook their heads, all thinking that Yan Nuo was about to lose.

The endless entanglement of the two daggers made Yan Nuo feel annoyed, but even if it was the most powerful and comparable to the lower-grade spiritual weapon, Yan Nuo would not foolishly take his body to carry this pair of top-grade spiritual weapon daggers.

With a thought, the string of rosary spirit weapons flew in front of him, protecting him from airtight. Yan Nuo felt a little relieved at this time.

The sound of jingling was endless. Two daggers had already shown signs of decline under the suppression of the rosary spirit weapon. A firebird was even more violently abused by the rosary spirit weapon. After a tragic cry, it turned into nothingness.

Waving back the two daggers, Gu Deng's eyes became more solemn. Unexpectedly, this unknown disciple of Yuxiao Sect was so difficult. With his extremely rich fighting experience, he only gained a little advantage.

If all the trump cards are shown at this time, how can you win in the final surprise? But when thinking about the dragon tooth grass, the golden elixir, and the magic weapon and flying sword, Gu Deng's eyes suddenly became hot.

After looking at Yan Nuo, Gu Deng circled back and forth with a pair of black daggers in front of him: "Your strength is much stronger than that of ordinary sixth-level monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Although you can share the same beauty as me with a top-quality rosary spirit weapon, you are just surviving at this time. The gap in your realm is irreparable, so you should give in earlier!"

After putting away the rosary spirit weapon surrounding him, Yan Nuo couldn't help laughing: "If I only rely on two daggers and a firebird technique, I want to admit defeat, aren't you a little too naive?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Deng's face turned cold: "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for not taking any more serious measures!"

After saying that, Gu Deng hit his fingers in a row, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth gathered in front of him again, forming a ball of more than three feet in size. He opened his mouth and spit out a wisp of innate true fire. The ball of spiritual energy instantly turned into a red fireball.

"go!"

Gu Deng shouted loudly, and the fireball flew towards Yan Nuo, and Yan Nuo seemed to be unable to dodge.

The shout fell, and the fireball hit Yan Nuo's body. The blazing flames stained Yan Nuo's body, like burning hot oil, instantly spreading to his whole body, turning Yan Nuo into a fire man.

"ah!"

Many female cultivators screamed in surprise, and all the monks also looked at Yan Nuo, who had become a fireman in surprise.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp. The innate true fire of the foundation-building monk is not as good as the pure yang elixir fire of the elixir monk, but it is not ordinary ordinary fire. The hot high temperature makes ordinary monks dare not easily get involved. This person thinks that there is so much danger.

The monks of the Jiedan stage present were also shocked and thought that the disciple of the Jiyan Sect had taken a little heavier attack, but the disciple of the Yuxiao Sect did not dodge, but it was a bit surprising.

Haori, who was under the sword test stage, couldn't help but stand up, and an anxiety flashed in her eyes.

Huali Chuxue was startled at first, but then laughed again.

The flames on Yan Nuo's body continued to burn, and he stood there without wailing or struggling, which was strange.

After more than ten breaths, Yan Nuo's flames became weaker and weaker. From the initial blazing flames, it gradually became just a thin layer attached to the body, and finally disappeared without a trace. Yan Nuo, whose fire light disappeared, had a relaxed face on his face, and his eyes were full of teasing.

"impossible!"

Gu Deng couldn't believe his eyes, and he was always quite arrogant about his own fire control technique. No one among the disciples of the foundation-building stage of the Jiyan Sect could surpass him, and there were very few cultivators of the same level in Lingzhou who could compare with him.

Not only Gu Deng, but also the monks under the sword test stage, looked at Yan Nuo in surprise, and even couldn't believe their eyes.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator was burned for a while by the innate true fire of both the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, but he was not injured at all. This is simply unbelievable, but this incident really happened.

Seeing that Yan Nuo was fine, Yuori realized that he had lost his composure and sat down with a blush on his face. The Cangfan Sword Immortal on the side shook his head helplessly.

Looking at Gu Deng's somewhat surprised expression, Yan Nuo shook his head and shrugged his shoulders: "Senior Brother Gu's fire control technique is nothing but Er!"

After hearing Yan Nuo's sarcastic words, Gu Deng frowned, his face became cold, and then he laughed furiously: "Then let Junior Brother Cang come and see if Gu's fire control technique is really like Junior Brother Cang's words!"
Chapter completed!