Yuan Rong had always been regarded as one of the strongest in Guihua City, fighting side by side with Tie Yu and Lion, and had never been defeated. But now he was at a disadvantage. People couldn't help but guess what level Shaotian had reached.
There were bursts of cheers in the square. Although it was their first time to see Shaotian, they were deeply shocked by his talent.
Only the tens of thousands of soldiers on the other side of the square had expressionless faces. They witnessed Yuan Rong's defeat, but they could not step forward to help and did not dare to make any move.
The little beggar Chu Yi was also fighting on the sidelines. She clenched her fists and said angrily: "I didn't expect how powerful this guy is."
In the distance, on top of the tall eaves, a group of figures were all watching the battle.
The center of the square was filled with dust and sand, murderous intent was skyrocketing, and the huge roar of the Iron Feather War Lion was deafening. Shaotian and Yuan Rong had been fighting for nearly half an hour, and the battle had entered a fierce stage, with traces of blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
Both of them suffered serious internal injuries due to the impact of the opponent's tyrannical energy.
Shaotian repeatedly avoided the ferocious attacks of the Iron Feather War Lion and then received Yuan Rong's fierce fighting spirit. When the Iron Feather War Lion soared into the air, its giant tail suddenly slashed down in the air, and its huge tail shadow swayed.
A fierce gust of wind struck Shaotian fiercely.
Although Shaotian had mastered Xiaoyaoyou and was as fast as lightning, he was still a little slow, and the tail of the Iron Feather Lion was about to touch his body.
In the inevitable situation, he gathered all his strength and prepared to fight hard. After the iron sword was filled with pure internal power, it suddenly became brilliant and burst out with a light that was more dazzling than the sun in the sky. A vast and powerful force.
The powerful force surged out with Shaotian as the center, and spread throughout the entire square. The terrifying power fluctuations made everyone watching the battle feel palpitations.
When the giant tail of the Iron Feather War Lion attacked, Shaotian used the iron sword as a club and struck hard at the end of the Iron Feather War Lion's tail with the force of splitting Mount Hua.
There was a soft sound of "poof", blood surged, and the tail end of the Iron Feather War Lion was cut off by more than one meter. The Iron Feather War Lion let out a shocking roar and swung its giant tail crazily on the ground.
, tumbling up and down, blood spilling down wildly.
Although Shaotian succeeded in inflicting heavy damage to the Iron Feather War Lion, he was also thrown out by the Iron Feather War Lion. He flew seven or eight feet in the air and fell heavily to the ground. His whole body was in severe pain, and his body seemed to fall apart.
Feeling uncomfortable, he struggled to get up with an iron sword in his hand.
At this time, the Iron Feather War Lion was still tossing and roaring to the sky. He took advantage of this opportunity to quickly adjust his breath and restore his skills.
When the Iron Feather War Lion stopped roaring and calmed down, Shaotian opened his eyes. Although his body was seriously injured, he could only fight in this state now.
Yuan Rong was furious. His beloved Iron Feather War Lion had been injured repeatedly, which had never happened before. Moreover, he had suffered a lot of internal injuries since the beginning of the battle, which made him feel a great loss of face. He
He gently comforted the Iron Feather War Lion for a few words, and then ordered it to launch the most violent attack on Shaotian. He didn't want to delay it any longer and wanted to finish the battle quickly.
This was exactly what Shaotian wanted. With his physical strength at this time, it was difficult for him to continue a protracted battle. He stared coldly at the swooping Iron Feather War Lion, with two rays of light shooting out of his eyes, looking for the best opportunity to fight.
The Iron Feather War Lion was getting closer and closer, and the strong wind coming from high altitude became more and more fierce, making the clothes on Shaotian's body rustle. When the Iron Feather War Lion's ferocious head and sharp claws were less than two feet away from him,
When they were at a distance, Shaotian finally moved, quickly dodged aside, and then rushed toward the Iron Feather War Lion from its side.
At this moment, the true energy in Shaotian's body seemed to be boiling, and the powerful internal force came out of his body. His body was shrouded in blazing golden light, like a blazing flame. He rose into the air and rushed up to the iron at an incredible speed.
The body of the Yu Zhan Lion attacked Yuan Rong on its back.
Yuan Rong was shocked. Shaotian's speed exceeded his imagination. The opponent actually used the short residence time of the Iron Feather War Lion to dive to the ground to rush up to its back and attack him viciously. All this was too deliberate.
It's accurate.
Yuan Rong waved the spear in his hand continuously, trying to bombard the opponent, but Shaotian was risking his life this time. How could he retreat so easily? The spear in his hand emitted thousands of golden light, transforming into thousands of sword shadows.
, charging towards Yuan Rong indomitably, terrifying energy fluctuations in all directions, this is a charge related to life and death!
Thousands of golden sword shadows gathered into a golden net and enveloped Yuan Rong. The tremendous pressure was as heavy as Mount Tai. Yuan Rong was shocked and angry. Shaotian launched this fierce attack and had to force him to resist it with all his strength. Both sides
After the energy and energy met together, they made bursts of rumbling sounds in the air.
In the end, Shaotian relied on Xiaoyaoyou's assistance to finally break through his defense and charge forward.
He was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, holding an iron sword, standing on the back of an iron feather war lion, facing Yuan Rong from a distance.
Yuan Rong's face was extremely pale, but he could no longer think anymore. He slowly raised the low-hanging spear in his hand and pointed it at Shaotian's heart.
Although Shaotian had already attacked, his internal injuries were aggravated. He held the iron sword tightly with both hands and had a solemn look on his face.
The Iron Feather War Lion let out a roar after jumping into the air. It had already felt Shaotian leaping onto its body. It rose into the sky and wanted to throw Shaotian down.
Yuan Rong showed a sneer, and as soon as Tieyu War Lion flew into the sky, he began to gather his skills and prepared to launch a crazy attack on Shaotian.
At the moment when the Iron Feather War Lion soared into the sky, Shaotian's body shook and he almost lost his balance and fell down.
Shaotian waved his fists and struck continuously on the back of Tie Yu War Lion.
The golden fist shadow was surrounded by blazing golden light, dancing like a golden snake. The powerful force distorted the space, and seemed to tear the void near the fist shadow. The great pressure was overwhelming in all directions, and the onlookers were swept away by the turbulent waves.
The force pushed him back, and the terrifying fluctuations made everyone feel palpitations, even the highly skilled practitioners in the crowd.
In the center of the square, energy surged, strong winds howled, and the strong wind ruffled Shaotian's long hair, but his body was firmly nailed there like an iron pile. At this moment, his figure gave people a
There was a sense of unattainable majesty, and there seemed to be a mighty force of gods and demons surrounding him. He was like an emperor who dominated the world, intimidating all directions.
The Iron Feather War Lion's roar became even more shrill, and its tumbling movements became more violent.
"ah……"
Yuan Rong yelled crazily, his eyes were blood red, and he rushed towards Shaotian like a wild beast.
On the lion's back, the sword energy soared into the sky, the fighting spirit was filled with shock, and the two masters were fighting together.
Thousands of golden sword shadows intertwined with the stormy waves of fighting spirit. The lion's back was shining brightly. In the light and shadow, two figures were moving like lightning, attacking. The fighting spirit and golden sword shadows colliding together continued to emit a shocking sound.
There seemed to be countless thunders in the sky.
The iron-feathered fighting lions were tumbling, blood rain was flying, fighting spirit was like a rainbow, and the sword blade was shattering into the air...
The roar that shook the sky, the thunder when the fierce fighting spirit and the golden edge collided together, plus the wild shouts and shouts of tens of thousands of practitioners outside the stadium, the entire Guihua City fell into a violent atmosphere. Looking at the life and death in the square
Everyone went crazy during the fierce battle, even those highly respected seniors and celebrities were no exception.
Regardless of the outcome of this life-and-death battle between Shaotian and Yuan Rong, it is destined to be regarded as the former's classic battle.
Such a crazy duel has lasted for nearly an hour. According to the overstretched strength of the two people, they should have been exhausted. But in fact, the two of them were still fighting like a living dragon, in the endless light shining on the lion's back.
, the figures of the two people are still extremely strong, their movements are as fast as lightning, moving like two lights and shadows.
At this moment, both of them were persevering with iron will, enduring the severe pain that felt like their whole bodies were being torn apart, and unleashing their potential.
In the fierce confrontation between the two top young masters, the Iron Feather Lion's back had almost all its scales peeled off. The entire back was bloody and bloody. In some places, bones were even exposed. In the end, it was weakly dangling from high in the air.
Falling leisurely to the ground.
However, at this moment, the battle between Shaotian and Yuan Rong was coming to an end. Yuan Rong's defeat was irresistible.
Shaotian stepped on Xiaoyaoyou, looking like a ghost. The spear in his hand shot out thousands of golden lights, and countless sharp edges shrouded his opponent like a dragon.
The Shaotian Sword points to the sky, his hair is wild and windless, and there is endless vitality outside his body. At this moment, he is like a demon king who has come to the world! The power in his body is like the rolling Yangtze River, as powerful as a surging river. He holds the spear in both hands, and his body turns into
A ray of black light rushed towards Yuan Rong, turning into a black iron sword to break through the heavy fighting spirit with devastating force, and instantly stabbed Yuan Rong's chest.
When Shaotian's eyes opened and closed, two substantial black lights loomed. The moment the sword tip was about to pierce Yuan Rong's heart, Shaotian forcibly suppressed the murderous thoughts in his heart, raised his hands slightly, raised the blade of the sword, and pierced
He hit the opponent's shoulder blade, blood spattered, and Yuan Rong let out a shrill scream. The winner was decided at this moment!
The tens of thousands of cultivators watching in the square were excited, cheering, cursing, applauding, booing... all kinds of sounds were intertwined, and the final result of this exciting battle was a foregone conclusion.
Outside the crowd, Chu Yi had an extremely horrified look in her eyes. She didn't expect Shaotian's cultivation to be so strong, and then she fell into deep thought.
At this moment, the powerful power in Shaotian's body has been surging. After he forced himself to spare the life of the young marquis, the killing intention in his heart was not suppressed, but only increased. The killing intention was like an active volcano that could erupt at any time.
And out.
The attack of the Iron Feather War Lion completely aroused his murderous intention.
Shaotian stepped on Xiaoyaoyou and quickly evaded its attack. The Tieyu War Lion's giant claws fell into the air, causing two terrifying large pits on the ground. When the Tieyu War Lion shook its head and rushed towards him, Shaotian
Holding the spear with both hands, he concentrated all his strength on the sword body and slashed viciously at the Iron Feather War Lion's neck.
At this moment, the power of this all-out blow was immense. A black blade that was more than three feet long appeared at the front, and terrifying energy fluctuations shook the entire square, making all those watching the battle feel frightened.
The Iron Feather War Lion seemed to sense the dangerous aura. It quickly turned its head and retreated, but it was too late. The spear in Shaotian's hand had swung down like a long knife, and the three-foot-long substantial black sword light accurately struck the target.
on its neck.
Waves of blood surged, and a head the size of a house was chopped off and rolled out. Everyone outside the stadium roared, and this astonishing scene once again made everyone excited.