The sword energy easily tore through the punching force.
but.
Fang Xu's second punch followed closely.
This punch.
The waves are rolling.
The sound of the waves is like thunder.
The power of the punch was actually 30% stronger than the previous punch.
Xu Xing swung his sword again.
"Bang~"
This time.
The sword energy struck at the fist force, but it failed to tear the fist force apart. Instead, it was crushed by the fist force.
The fist force that crushed the sword energy struck Xu Xing rapidly.
"Bang~"
The second sword energy struck on top of the fist power, and the fist power finally exploded.
Without giving Xu Xing a chance to breathe, Fang Xu's third punch had already landed in front of Xu Xing.
"This punch is more powerful!"
Xu Xing's expression condensed.
"It seems we need to expose more of our trump cards."
Say something quietly to yourself.
next moment.
Xu Xing's aura suddenly increased.
And his body shape has also undergone tremendous changes.
A tearing sound.
Clothes are torn.
A pair of huge wings extended from his body.
His body also became taller.
It's three meters high.
"The transformation of the heavenly demon, the first transformation!"
A low voice came slowly from Xu Xing's mouth.
next moment.
With a slight flutter of wings, Xu Xing's figure mysteriously disappeared from the spot.
But that fist force was thrown into the air and hit the metal ring, making a dull collision sound, and the huge metal ring shook slightly.
“So fast~”
Fang Xu was shocked.
You know, the power of Tianhe Dilang Fist is stronger than the last punch, and the speed is also faster than the last punch. The speed of the third punch is already so fast that even the saint can't avoid it, especially when he strikes first.
, Xu Xing is even more impossible to avoid.
But it turned out that Xu Xing really avoided it.
Fang Xu was not the only one, but at this moment, countless spectators in the auditorium looked in disbelief.
Xu Xing's speed is too fast.
It was so fast that they didn't even see how Xu Xing avoided Fang Xu's attack.
While Fang Xu was shocked by Xu Xing's incredible speed, he also quickly locked onto Xu Xing's figure.
Immediately.
The pupils shrank suddenly.
Xu Xing appeared behind him silently.
The moment he discovered Xu Xing, he turned around without hesitation and threw his fourth punch.
He has practiced the Tianhe Dilang Fist for many years and has only mastered the first four movements. Therefore, this punch is the strongest blow he can perform now.
In a head-to-head confrontation, he was confident that he could defeat Xu Xing, but...
Xu Xing is not stupid.
He is now performing the first transformation of the Heavenly Demon Transformation: Peng Transformation.
Has the speed of a roc.
You can easily avoid Fang Xu's punch.
As soon as his wings flapped, Xu Xing's figure disappeared from the spot.
This punch still failed.
at the same time.
A sword light suddenly appeared.
Appeared in front of Fang Xu.
A snort.
The sword light tore apart Fang Xu's protective aura and penetrated his body.
Blood spurts.
Fang Xu screamed and flew backwards.
Seeing Fang Xu's disastrous defeat, Xu Chen took a breath and thought to himself: "The Heavenly Demon Transformation, the emperor-level martial arts created by the Heavenly Demon Emperor is indeed powerful, but it is a pity that human beings cannot practice this technique."
"I read that right! Fang Xu actually lost!"
"Fang Xu, who used regular martial arts, also lost!"
"Fang Xu's strength is far superior to Xia Xingyu's, but Xu Xing's strength shown in this battle is also stronger."
"Where did Xu Xing come from? The martial arts he displayed are definitely not something that a force like Feng Qingzong can master."
"If Feng Qing Sect had such amazing martial arts, it would not have declined."
"First it was Xia Xingyu, and now even Fang Xu of Shanhai Pavilion has been defeated by Xu Xing. I don't know who will be next."
"How far can Xu Xing go? I'm really looking forward to it!"
"..."
Following Fang Xu's defeat, the countless spectators in the auditorium first fell into a strange silence, and then as if a storm was sweeping over them, everyone began to discuss crazily.
Fang Xu lost to Xu Xing.
Shanhai Pavilion's defeat has been decided.
at last.
Feng Qingzong defeated the Holy Land Shanhai Pavilion.
The first round and the second game, between Haocang Sect and Xuanjian Mountain, started with the anticipation of countless people.
Haocang Sect, one of the Nine Holy Lands.
This time, some people also broke through and became saints.
"It's finally our turn on Xuanjian Mountain." Zhang Heng licked his mouth, turned his head and looked at Emperor Li, and said, "Are you going to go up or shall I go up?"
Emperor Li glanced at Zhang Heng and said: "Su Zhuo from Haocang Sect is only a little stronger than Xia Xingyu, and even slightly inferior to Luo Yan from Jiucang Holy Land. Such a person cannot arouse my interest at all.
It’s better you go up!”
Zhang Heng snorted coldly, Emperor Li's words simply deserved a beating.
"Whoops~"
Zhang Heng's figure flashed and appeared on the ring.
Zhang Heng's appearance immediately caused an uproar in the audience.
Xuanjianshan is the king when he takes action.
The Haocang Sect warrior frowned slightly.
The first person to take the stage in Xuanjian Mountain was actually the saint Zhang Heng. Apart from Su Zhuo, anyone else from the Haocang Sect who took the stage would simply have died.
"I'll fight him!"
Su Zhuo did not flinch, stepped onto the ring and faced Zhang Heng.
"call out!"
Su Zhuo mastered the rules of wind. As soon as he came on stage, he moved and disappeared from the place as fast as the wind.
Everyone in the audience stared wide-eyed, unable to see Su Zhuo's figure clearly.
"Wind Slash!"
Su Zhuo appeared behind Zhang Heng like a ghost. With a wave of his arm, a huge blue wind blade dozens of meters long flew out, as fast as the wind.
The green wind blade was less than half a meter away from Zhang Heng and was about to cut Zhang Heng down. Zhang Heng, who stood still on the spot, drew his sword and slashed straight. His movements were as smooth as a thunderbolt.
.
There was a click.
The cyan wind blade shattered.
Su Zhuo seemed to have anticipated this scene. When Zhang Heng chopped the wind blade with his sword, he waved his right hand and another huge wind blade shot towards Zhang Heng.
This time, Zhang Heng took a step to the right.
"Click~"
The huge wind blade rubbed Zhang Heng's body and struck the metal ring, leaving a shallow scratch on the ring.
The saint's full blow only left shallow scratches on the ring, which shows how tough the material of this metal ring is.
Su Zhuo frowned.
He attacked twice, but Su Zhuo easily resolved both of them.
"Su Zhuo, you also take my sword."
Zhang Heng swung his sword.
"咻咻咻咻咻..."
Sword energy shot out all over the sky.
When Su Zhuo saw this, his expression changed drastically, he activated the rules of the wind and chose to dodge.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Sword energy all over the sky struck the arena, causing the arena to shake violently, and fist-sized dents appeared on the surface of the arena.
Several hundred meters away, Su Zhuo appeared.
A ticking sound.
A drop of blood fell on the ring.
Su Zhuo was injured.
A gash was made on his arm by the sword energy.
"The speed is good. Next, let me see whether your speed is faster or my sword is faster."
The words fell.
Zhang Heng stabbed out with his sword.
The strange thing is that the moment the long sword thrust out, the tip of the sword instantly appeared in front of Zhang Heng.
It's like an instant.
The speed is astonishing.
Xu Chen murmured to himself, "It's so fast, this is...the rule of fast?!"
