Just after Gong Changfeng activated a heaven-level high-level talisman, a heaven-level mid-level talisman and an earth-level super-level talisman to form a three-layer defense, the black magic orb exploded violently. The defense formed by the three talismans
It was defeated without any suspense by the powerful force generated by the explosion of five black magic beads. Although the power of the black magic beads was completely exhausted, a sky thunder formed from the high-level sky thunder breaking talisman came one after another.
The ashen-faced Gong Changfeng hurriedly opened the true essence shield and poured the true essence into it desperately. With a loud "boom", Gong Changfeng's true essence shield was ruthlessly torn like tissue paper.
It shattered, and all the remaining power of the sky thunder poured into Gong Changfeng's body.
The blue light shield that suddenly surged on the surface of Gong Changfeng's body, which was made from the skin of a fourth-grade monster beast and made into inner armor, was also destroyed, and the remaining power hit Gong Changfeng hard. Gong Changfeng flew out and was hit by
The restrictions set around him bounced back. Gong Changfeng fell to the ground, spitting out blood, and then fainted.
"Gong Changfeng has been defeated, Feng Fan stops." A Dacheng-stage elder of the Feitian Sect outside the restriction shouted loudly, and then made a seal with one hand, and the restriction was suddenly released. "Someone, carry Gong Changfeng out."
The elder quickly walked in, scanned Gong Changfeng with his spiritual consciousness, and found that Gong Changfeng was not in danger, so he shouted an order. Several low-level monks from the Feitian Sect quickly walked into the stone platform and handed Gong Changfeng over to him.
Lifted out.
"Feng Fan is better than Gong Changfeng." The elder read loudly. Feng Fan nodded, walked out of the stone platform calmly, and returned to his seat.
Several leaders of the Feitian faction discussed for a while and then made a decision. Lin Jingnan loudly read out the list of the top eight, and then announced that the competition would continue. Before the competition started, lots were drawn first.
After the draw, Lin Jingnan announced the roster for the sixth round of the competition, and Feng Fan actually faced Mo Jinyang. "Brother, even if I lose, Feng Fan will pay a sufficient price!" After hearing this result,
Mo Jinyang's eyes were fixed on Feng Fan, his face suddenly revealed an angry look, and he spoke to Lei Wanxi's spiritual consciousness in a ferocious voice.
"Junior brother, this battle depends entirely on you. If we all lose the opportunity to become the leader of the Feitian Sect, our lives will be at risk, so junior brother must do our best in this battle." Lei Wanxi replied with a solemn expression.
"Senior brother, don't worry, this is a matter of life and death. I won't give up easily." Mo Jinyang seemed impatient, like a caged beast about to be freed.
"The four competitions are going on at the same time. All the monks will enter the stone platforms they have chosen." After Lin Jingnan shouted, the eight monks went to the stone platforms they had chosen.
"Feitian Sect Mo Jinyang." Mo Jinyang walked quickly to the center of the stone platform, stood a few feet away from Feng Fan, and said with a ferocious smile.
"Feng Fan of Feitian Sect." Feng Fan's expression was extremely calm, with no fluctuations visible.
Mo Jinyang instantly opened the True Essence Shield, flicked the storage ring on his finger, and four silver needles appeared in front of him. Mo Jinyang quickly pointed towards the silver needles, and the four silver needles rose sharply. Mo Jinyang's hands
With a wave of his hand, the silver needle shot towards Feng Fan.
Feng Fan waved his sleeves, and four golden swords appeared in front of him. Feng Fan waved his hands, and the special magic weapon rushed out. A sound of gold and iron was heard, and eight magic weapons were fighting fiercely in mid-air. Four golden swords appeared in front of him.
The sword gradually gained the upper hand, suppressing the four silver needles to the point where they were unable to move forward, and were slowly retreating.
Discovering that the real energy was sucked into the middle of the silver needle in order to block the attack of the opponent's special magic weapon, Mo Jinyang felt a little uneasy in his heart. Feng Fan's strength was indeed extremely tyrannical. Even though he was injured, he could still exert an energy equivalent to that of the opponent's special magic weapon.
The strength of a peak-level monk in the late infant stage. The four magic weapons collided fiercely in the air, emitting various colors of light.
Mo Jinyang touched the storage ring, and a long sword exuding cold light appeared in front of him. With one move of Mo Jinyang's hand, the long sword carried the dazzling cold light and slashed towards Feng Fan.
Feng Fan's mind moved, and a huge blood ax flew out. Under Feng Fan's single finger, the blood ax suddenly emitted endless blood light and rushed towards the long sword.
"Zhengzheng..." Countless crisp sounds could be heard, causing countless fluctuations in spiritual power. Thousands of blood rays emitted by the blood ax enveloped the long sword, and the surrounding area was filled with a strong bloody aura.
As the two people's true energy quickly poured out, the two ancient treasures fought fiercely together. Although Feng Fan's ability was half a level higher than Mo Jinyang's cultivation level, he was unable to control so many treasures and Mo Jinyang.
When Yang was fighting, his strength was slightly affected due to the high consumption of his spiritual consciousness. Therefore, when controlling multiple treasures and engaging in casual fights, he was not as dominant as before.
This is also the insidious part of Mo Jinyang. He knew that he was not as strong as Feng Fan, so he controlled multiple treasures to attack Feng Fan, causing Feng Fan to be forced to use multiple treasures to fight with him. Because using multiple treasures requires a huge amount of spiritual consciousness.
, so Mo Jinyang took advantage.
Mo Jinyang roared, and the light around the long sword expanded rapidly, and rushed towards the blood ax that was blooming with blood. An overwhelming force spurted out, and the blood ax surged forward, and the two treasures clashed more fiercely.
The collision emitted countless rays of blood and brilliance, and the sound was extremely powerful.
Feng Fan pointed at the blood axe, and a powerful force of true energy swarmed out, completely covering the blood axe. The blood axe glowed brightly, all covering the long sword in front.
Mo Jinyang pointed at the long sword continuously, and its true energy poured into the long sword like a turbulent wave. The air was mixed with ancient treasures, true energy and the fierce collision and entanglement of two colors of light. The other eight items
Compared with the battle between the special magic weapon and the two ancient treasures, it is like the light of a grain of rice competing with the sun and the moon. After a fierce collision, the two ancient treasures suddenly separated and flew back to the two of them.
Mo Jinyang waved his sword and pointed, and a white light appeared around the sword. When Mo Jinyang pointed it again, the sword shot directly towards Feng Fan, and a huge force suddenly burst out.
, the dazzling brilliance scattered in all directions, shrouding Feng Fan.
Feng Fan flicked the blood ax in front of him, and countless rays of blood suddenly shot out, condensing into a blood-colored light curtain in front of Feng Fan in an instant.
A muffled sound of "Pu Chi" came out, and the long sword plunged into the blood-colored light curtain, causing huge waves, and the light and true energy were scattered everywhere. The blood-colored light curtain surged, emitting endless blood light.
, forming a huge blood cocoon, gradually wrapping the long sword inside.
The long sword let out an unwilling groan and kept twisting its body, trying to break away from the seal and control of the blood cocoon. However, when Feng Fan's mind moved, as Feng Fan's large amount of true energy poured out, the power of the blood cocoon suddenly increased.
, firmly sealing and surrounding the sword.
Mo Jinyang, who felt the aura of the long sword that was somewhat distant from his own body, changed his expression slightly and waved his hands. As a huge amount of true energy poured out, the long sword made a clear buzzing sound, and unexpectedly broke free from the shackles of the blood cocoon and flew away.
It returned to Mo Jinyang's hands.
Mo Jinyang waved the long sword, and the long sword glowed brightly, emitting countless light spots. The light spots quickly condensed, and countless mini swords suddenly appeared. Mo Jinyang flicked the long sword with his other hand, surrounding it.
The countless mini swords suddenly spread out, forming a white flying eagle in mid-air.
After Mo Jinyang pointed the long sword at Feng Fan, the white flying eagle rose into the sky, and then swooped towards Feng Fan. An aura that was extremely close to the peak level monk in the late Yuanying period came from the flying eagle.
, extremely loud and powerful.
Feng Fan pointed at the blood axe, and the ancient treasure burst out with a violent aura, quickly turning into a giant blood-colored net. The giant net grew rapidly, covering an area several feet away from Feng Fan.
At this moment, the white flying eagle has arrived, and countless crackling sounds can be heard. Under the fierce attack of the white flying eagle's claws, the light of the giant blood-colored net suddenly dims, and at the same time it slowly shrinks. As Feng Fan's true energy passes through
Blood axes poured into it crazily, and the giant blood-colored net glowed brightly. Finally, it stopped shrinking, firmly blocking the white flying eagle from outside.
"Disperse!" Mo Jinyang roared. The white flying eagle dispersed instantly and turned into countless daggers, rotating around the blood-colored giant net, and began to sweep towards the giant net from all directions. Countless muffled sounds were heard,
The giant blood-colored network trembled violently countless times. As it continued to shrink, the color of the blood-colored network also became darker.
Mo Jinyang waved the long sword in his hand continuously, and a large number of sword swords swarmed out, turning into countless white sword shadows. The thick murderous intent drifted away in the wind, and the white sword shadows swarmed towards Feng Fan like a turbulent wave, as if falling.
It was like a white ice rain that filled the sky. The white light surged rapidly, carrying a shocking power, like a roaring sea.
Feng Fan frantically poured the true energy in his body into the blood axe. The blood ax suspended in the air suddenly swelled and emitted countless blood blades, rushing towards the swarming sword shadows.
"Crack, crackle, crackle..." Two violent forces shot out thousands of rays of light, forming bursts of galloping waves, falling towards the earth. Countless sharp sounds came later, and the stone platform suddenly raised countless
Dust and stone chips formed countless tiny depressions.
But the fierce battle in the air continued, with countless red and white lights entangled, refusing to give in to each other. Until a few breaths later, the two terrifying fluctuations disappeared at almost the same time.
A fierce look appeared on Mo Jinyang's face. He stretched out his right hand and the long sword rose into the air. Mo Jinyang pointed at the long sword, and the long sword quickly twisted and turned into a giant white dragon in a very short period of time.
"Go!" After Mo Jinyang whispered, the white dragon rushed towards Feng Fan with its teeth and claws, and bit Feng Fan fiercely.
Feng Fan flicked his right hand in the air, and the blood ax suddenly turned into a red unicorn and rushed towards the flying white dragon. The white dragon and the bloody unicorn met in the air, making bursts of sounds of gold and iron. As Feng Fan
The true energy from Mo Jinyang's body swarmed out, and the two objects transformed from two ancient treasures in the air violently fought together.