With a "Pu Chi" sound, the huge silver ball of light came into contact with the silver light shield on the outer layer of Feng Fan's body, making a muffled sound, and then countless silver electric lights quickly filled the air and spread quickly.
The bloody whip also hit the silver mask hard, making a loud crackling sound. In a very short time, the outer silver mask shattered. The bloody whip and countless silver electric lights rushed towards the golden light.
The silver electric light spread out again and spread all over the golden light shield, forming countless silver light balls and tiny whirlpools, while the blood-colored whip that shrunk by nearly half hit the golden light shield hard.
The golden light shield trembled violently. After supporting it for several breaths, the golden light shield finally collapsed. The silver electric light directly hit Feng Fan's true energy shield, while the blood whip struck the blue shield hard.
Above. The True Essence Shield trembled in bursts. When the silver electric light disappeared, the cyan shield was still intact, and the blood whip disappeared at the same time as the blue light shield soon after.
At the moment when the silver electric light and blood whip disappeared, Feng Fan slapped his body, and his figure disappeared instantly. "Heaven-level high-level invisibility talisman!"... When Feng Fan's figure disappeared, no matter it was Ximen,
Xiang Song and the surrounding monks all exclaimed in unison.
Ximen Xiangsong quickly activated multiple earth-level defense talismans, forming multiple layers of defense around his body. Just when he finished all this, there were countless muffled sounds in his ears. Feng Fan, who was in the invisible state, took out
An ancient black dagger was used to attack Ximen Xiangsong at close range. When all the protective shields around Ximen Xiangsong's body were defeated, Ximen Xiangsong's complexion had turned extremely pale.
"I give up, stop attacking!" With a "Puch" sound, as Ximen Xiangsong's true essence shield shattered, Ximen Xiangsong quickly moved his body in shock, and let out a sharp scream.
"I give in!" Hearing that his opponent had admitted defeat, Feng Fan, who was in the invisible state, quickly moved his body and quickly retreated to a place ten feet away from Ximen Xiangsong. Facing him, the flying ice python beast soul had disappeared due to exhaustion of its true energy.
As a result, the frozen tortoise shell was lost, and the ancient treasure flew towards Feng Fan. Putting the tortoise shell and the dagger into the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, Feng Fan slowly appeared and said calmly.
"Cheng Haoxuan of Xingri Island defeated Ximen Xiangsong." An elder of Xingri Island who was presiding over the competition loudly announced the results of the competition. Then Ximen Xiangsong and Feng Fan came to the competition ground one after another, waiting for the end of other competitions.
.After all four competitions ended, the island owner Xu Hanyang announced the list of top four players and announced that the next round of competitions will continue tomorrow.
Feng Fan returned to the cave, set up a ban, and then recalled today's competition. Although his opponent's strength was lower than his own, he relied on his special spells to sustain himself for a long time, and later used his own defensive weapons first
The black tortoise shell was frozen, and then sealed itself within a limited range, and then used two extremely powerful talismans to launch a thunderous attack on itself.
If he had not activated three kinds of talismans, it would be difficult to withstand such a powerful attack. It seems that as the competition deepens, each monk has his own reliance, so it is very stupid to underestimate the enemy. After thinking for a moment,
Feng Fan stopped and began to practice with his eyes closed.
On the second day, there was a sea of people in front of the Starry Palace, and many monks gathered around a stadium. Today was a competition between the top four monks. There were two competitions in total, and each game was conducted separately according to the drawing of lots. Feng Fan drew
The order of the competition was the first one, and the opponent was a young female monk. The two stood in the arena, staring at each other.
"Xingri Island Cheng Haoxuan." Feng Fan looked very calm.
"It's sunny on Xingri Island." The woman opposite was tall and well-dressed, with slightly crimson cheeks, rouge-like lips, and a pair of bright eyes as clear as water. When Feng Fan announced his name, she said with a light eyebrow.
After Feng Fan quickly opened the True Essence Shield, his mind moved, and a small purple sword suddenly appeared in front of him. Feng Fan clicked with one hand, and the purple sword suspended in mid-air surged under the focus of his True Essence.
A dazzling purple light swarmed out, and part of the purple light instantly turned into countless purple arcs, dappled and jumping around the several-foot-long sword body.
Under the urging of Feng Fan's mind, the purple electric sword shot towards the young female monk. With a loud "boom", the purple electric sword struck hard on a black shield sent by Wan Xueqing in a hurry.
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The shield trembled violently, making a loud noise, and purple electric light danced from time to time. The purple electric sword launched a violent attack on the black shield, and countless electric lights were scattered in all directions. The shield was defeated step by step under the powerful attack.
"Sure enough, you can exert a strength equivalent to that of an initial-level monk in the early stages of Dacheng!" Wan Xueqing, who already knew the true strength of her opponent, saw her ancient treasure shield retreating under the blows of her opponent's purple giant sword, and she whispered in her heart, her face extremely expressionless.
Dignity, then opened the true essence shield. The purple electric sword was like a wild beast, hitting the black shield hard, forcing the shield to be extremely embarrassed.
Wan Xueqing's mind moved, and a "black-clothed monk" suddenly appeared in front of her. This monk looked like a middle-aged man. Although his facial features were complete, he was extremely stiff, with a cold look in his eyes. He raised his hands and feet.
In the meantime, the "black-clothed monk" exuded the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Nascent Soul.
"The Lone Soul Corpse King who possesses the cultivation level of a peak-level monk in the late Nascent Soul!" Feng Fan, who had two such things, scanned them with his spiritual consciousness and immediately saw what Wan Xueqing had driven out.
"The Lonely Soul Corpse is a Lonely Soul Corpse King that is equivalent to the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Nascent Soul stage!"
"As a cultivator, you actually have such a ghost?"
"Whether you are an immortal cultivator or a demon cultivator, as long as you can refine it, you can control this kind of thing calmly."
"I wonder if using a ghost like the Lone Soul Corpse King in a competition is considered a violation of the rules!"
"Before the game, it seemed that the rules only prohibited the use of beast soul talismans and ghosts of the fifth level and above. Although this Lone Soul Corpse King is a ghost, it is only equivalent to a ghost with the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Nascent Soul. It does not seem to be subject to the restrictions.
Inside."
"It seems that when meeting an opponent of Cheng Haoxuan's level, Wan Xueqing can only use this method to deal with it."... Some high-level monks who were watching discovered the Lone Soul Corpse King driven by Wan Xueqing.
, and there was a burst of discussion immediately.
Wan Xueqing hesitated for a moment after driving out the Lone Soul Corpse King. When she saw that the high-level monk from Xingri Island who presided over the competition neither stopped the competition nor said anything to stop it, her mind moved, and the Lone Soul Corpse King trembled, and then with one hand
With a wave of his hand, a huge gray mace flew out from a storage ring on his finger and hit Feng Fan hard.
Feng Fan waved his hand, and a piece of tortoise shell emerged. It suddenly emitted a light green light, and countless strange runes jumped out, suddenly forming a green light array on the surface of the tortoise shell. With a single click of Feng Fan's hand,
, the tortoise shell swelled wildly, the green light on it shone brightly, and the light array also emitted a dazzling brilliance, and at the same time, it greeted the flying long mace.
With a "boom", two colors of gray and green brilliance burst out. The two forces met and sent out huge fluctuations in spiritual power. Although the gray mace was as powerful as a rainbow, it could not advance even an inch under the obstruction of the black tortoise shell. In order to
Controlling the Lone Soul Corpse King to launch a powerful attack on the opponent and controlling the black shield to form a powerful defense, the true energy in Wan Xueqing's body surged out desperately, as if it might be sucked dry at any time.
Feng Fan was able to exert a strength equivalent to that of an initial-level monk in the early stage of Dacheng. Although he still had the upper hand against Wan Xueqing, who was at the peak level of the late Nascent Soul, and a Lone Soul Corpse who was equivalent to the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Nascent Soul, he still had the upper hand.
However, Wan Xueqing could not be defeated in a short period of time.
Seeing that even the Soul Corpse King, who was equivalent to the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, could not gain the upper hand, and the crystal jade was depleted extremely quickly, Wan Xueqing looked gloomily and flicked a lavender storage bracelet on her right wrist, countless
Crystal jade flew out one after another.
Wan Xueqing grabbed the crystal jade in mid-air in front of her and sucked out the true essence in countless crystal jade instantly. The scrapped crystal jade that had lost its true essence fell to the ground one after another.
Feng Fan was extremely calm at this time. Relying on his powerful strength and the incredible defense of the Black Tortoise Armor, he seemed extremely relaxed whether he was controlling the Purple Lightning Sword to attack or controlling the Black Tortoise Armor's defense.
For this kind of opponent who can enter the top four, Feng Fan is not impatient, but plays steadily. After all, the opponent who can reach this point has some special reliance on him. If he is too impatient, once a flaw is exposed, he is likely to be
The opponent takes advantage of the situation and moves in.
After feeling that the real energy in his body was depleted, Feng Fan casually took out some ultra-order crystal jade, and then slowly absorbed the real energy from it. In order to stimulate the opponent and make the opponent crazy so that he could reveal his flaws, Feng Fan looked at
There was a hint of contempt and teasing in Wan Xueqing's eyes.
Feeling the contemptuous gaze of her opponent, Wan Xueqing's face changed slightly, and a burst of anger surged in her heart. She stared at Feng Fan with a murderous look on her face. As for Wan Xueqing's look of wanting to eat people,
Feng Fan didn't seem to care. He just controlled the attack and defense within a certain range and continued to attack Wan Xueqing.
"Alas! It seems that if this Ten Thousand Great Monk has no other means, he will be defeated by Cheng Haoxuan sooner or later."
"This Cheng Haoxuan is too powerful. No matter which Nascent Soul stage monk he is, it will be difficult to defeat him."
"It seems that the first place in this competition is very likely to be him."... During the fierce duel between Feng Fan and Wan Xueqing, countless whispers came from below.