Zhou Yuan's cold shout echoed, falling into the ears of many people in Feng Pavilion, but this sentence was a bit familiar. Think about it carefully, when Zhou Yuanchu came to Feng Pavilion two months ago, facing Jin Teng's provocation, wasn't he the same sentence plus a sword?

At that time, a sword directly defeated Jin Teng and established Zhou Yuan's position as deputy pavilion leader. Can this sword today establish a powerful force as it did on that day?! In this way, it completely establishes the position of Feng Pavilion Master?!

Buzz!

The surging sword light was wrapped in a terrifying momentum. Under the sword, it was like the sky was cut open by a sword, attracting countless horrifying eyes.

No one expected that Zhou Yuan's sword that had been brewing to the extreme would be so powerful!

There was also a hint of fear in Chen Beifeng's red eyes at this time, but he also knew that this was his last chance. If he could not resist Zhou Yuan's peak sword, he would not want to be despised as the head of Feng Pavilion today!

Once he fails here, he will inevitably be abandoned by the Tianling Sect. At that time, he was tired of Elder Xi Jing again. How could he stay in the Tianyuan Cave Heaven?

That can be said to have completely cut off the future!

So, he must not fail!

roar!

Chen Beifeng roared and suppressed the fear in his heart. The source energy in his body burst out without reservation at this time. The source energy merged with the insect sand, and his flesh and blood began to wither. That was because the essence and blood were swallowed by the insect sand.

But Chen Beifeng didn't care about these things. The worm sand source air was compressing wildly, and finally formed an extremely thick layer of blood-red heavy armor outside his body.

The flesh and blood were withered, but at this time his body was several feet tall, and a violent and bloody aura spread out, making him look like a Shura giant crawling out of the abyss.

"Do you think I am Jin Teng?!"

"Red Demon Immortal Armor!"

He whistled to the sky, and the whistling sounded shattering the void.

Buzz!

And at this moment, the surging sword light slashed down with a bang.

The blood-red giant crossed his arms and the blood light burst out.

clang!

Under the countless horrifying eyes, the sword light slashed over the blood-red giant's arms, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of gold and iron that resounded throughout the sky.

Boom boom!

The violent impact of the source energy directly swept across.

The hard stone slabs on the huge square collapsed and collapsed at this time, and deep cracks spread, splitting the square.

The surrounding lakes were even more thunderous, and waves swept across the surroundings like endlessly, with a stunning momentum, but when those huge waves approached the surrounding onlookers, they would automatically dissipate, as if they were directly dissolved out of thin air by an invisible powerful force.

Some people glanced at the two figures at the highest point, knowing that these should be the two powerful people in the Dharma Realm who easily resolved the impact.

However, more people didn't care about this situation. Their eyes were just staring at the center of the lake square covered by the water curtains in the sky.

They really want to know whether this last collision was Zhou Yuan's sword more sharp, or Chen Beifeng's magic armor that was put into full force, which was thicker?!

At the fire pavilion, Lu Xiao and Han Yuan also stopped talking and stared at the scene.

Faced with this situation, Lu Xiao, who had always been indifferent, slowly clamped his palms.

This time the confrontation will determine the candidate for the master of Fengge Pavilion!

On the Lin Pavilion, Mu Qingyan asked in a low voice nervously: "Who can win?"

Mu Liu rubbed her chin and it was difficult to answer, because Chen Beifeng's desperate outbreak at the last moment was also quite amazing, so the current outcome is really hard to say.

The most nervous one in the field was the crowd in Fengge. After all, the result that appeared would have a real impact on them.

But whether it was Ye Bingling, Yi Qiushui, or those who supported Chen Beifeng, they were all so arrogant that they dared not make a sound. They stared at the curtain of the sky, and did not dare to blink.

Hurry!

And in the almost silent world, the water curtains were finally falling down, splashing the mist in the sky.

The situation in the field is slowly revealed and becomes clear.

The first thing that imprinted into everyone's eyes was the messy square. On the entire square, a huge sword mark almost divided it into two.

Zhou Yuan's figure stood in the air, and a much dim sword ball was spinning around it, and then drilled into his body. His shocking aura was gradually fading at this time.

At the end of the huge sword mark, a blood-red giant figure stood like an iron tower. At this time, he kept his arms crossed, and his body remained motionless.

There was still a breath flowing all over his body.

"Chen Beifeng resisted it?"

Seeing this scene, a rustling sound suddenly erupted around.

Lu Xiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while Ye Bingling, Yi Qiushui and the others had their pretty faces that were uncontrollably pale, because they also knew that the previous sword was almost the peak of Zhou Yuan now, and it was impossible for another sword to be used in a short period of time...

Countless voices of regret sounded quietly.

Zhou Yuan’s dark horse posture today seems to be coming to an end?

However, Zhou Yuan's own regretful voices of the off-field were as if he had never heard of it. He glanced at Chen Beifeng, who was as shaped like Shura below, and then ignored it. Instead, he turned around, stepped out of the air, and walked towards the outside of the field.

Seeing his actions, someone muttered, is he giving up directly?

But the moment Zhou Yuan stepped out of the square, the entire square suddenly trembled violently, and then it collapsed in a bang, turning into gravel and falling into the lake.

On Chen Beifeng's blood-red magic armor, there were slight cracks emerging, and then turned into blood-red powder and fell.

In just a few breaths, the magic armor turned into ashes.

Chen Beifeng's body, which was like a mummy, was revealed.

The redness in his eyes had faded away, replaced by a strong sense of fear.

A bloodline appeared on his body, but no blood penetrated out. That was because the blood in his body had been swallowed by the insect eggs...

Chen Beifeng looked down at the bloodline on his body. He knew that the previous sword not only killed the insect demon armor, but also almost cut him into two. Obviously, at the last moment, Zhou Yuan held back a little.

"I'm not willing..."

"I have worked hard for many years, why did I lose in this last step?!"

He remembered that two months ago, when Zhou Yuan first arrived at Fengge, he defeated the provocative Jin Teng with one sword in front of him. At that time, he was quite disdainful of Zhou Yuan's clumsy authority. However, who would have thought that two months later, he was also defeated by this sword.

Endless fatigue and unwillingness suddenly surged, Chen Beifeng's dry body slowly fell backwards, and finally fell into the lake with a thud.

At this moment, the lake was quiet for a moment.

Then countless eyes turned to the young figure walking in the air. The next moment, the deafening cheers resounded on the wind island.

Lu Xiao's expression became gloomy, and Han Yuan, who was beside him, also frowned.

On the Fengge side, Ye Bingling, Yi Qiushui and the others cried with joy. The feeling of ups and downs was almost unbearable. Around them, those who supported Zhou Yuan had already roared in joy.

Those neutral parties who have been waiting and watching also cheered without hesitation at this time.

Countless eyes gathered in the world on the young figure, and there were different emotions in their eyes, including curiosity, anger, and joy.

However, no matter what, they could not deny that today's dispute between the Fengge Pavilion Master brought them a wonderful show.

At the highest point, Xi Jing and the Sect Master Xuan Kun also watched the scene calmly.

The gaze of the Master Xuan Kun paused on Zhou Yuan for a long time, and then gradually closed his eyes. There was no sign of emotion on his face, like an abyss.

Xi Jing ignored the dumb Master Xuan Kun. A pair of clear and bright eyes stared at Zhou Yuan's figure, and a smile flashed deep in his eyes. This junior brother is indeed a little capable, no wonder he was chosen by his master.

She stood up, and the next moment, a clear and pleasant voice echoed between the world, bringing deafening cheers.

"Today's dispute between the Fengge Pavilion Master has already come out..."

"From now on, this generation of Feng Pavilion Master will be... Zhou Yuan!"
Chapter completed!