This scene deeply touched everyone's hearts, and they never thought it would end like this.
Jianfeng is a disciple of the Qingtian Sword Sect. He is taught by Elder Jiannan and is good at swordsmanship.
He himself is also a very famous genius in Tianyu City. This time he even took out the sword. How terrifying will his strength be?
This young man in gray clothes only rose to prominence recently. Although he has done some sensational things, his influence in everyone's hearts is far less than that of Jian Feng.
The battle just now was very dull, far less earth-shattering than the bronze masked man's sword breaking through the gun, but the duration was still very short.
No one could clearly see the movements of the young man in gray. They could only see him approaching the sword wind continuously, and then winning in the blink of an eye, leaving no one with time to react.
"Who is this young man in gray clothes and why is he so hidden?" Everyone looked at the young man in gray clothes in shock.
The young man in gray clothes is different from Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan is assertive and domineering, but the young man in gray clothes is extremely reserved, as if he is trying his best to hide something so that no one can see through it.
"No, I don't believe it!" Jianfeng roared like crazy.
He had a ferocious look on his face, and his body was trembling crazily, but the huge force on his shoulders completely suppressed him, making him unable to move at all.
"You have already lost, why are you struggling!" The young man in gray said coldly.
His voice rushed directly into Jianfeng's ears, powerful and domineering, wildly impacting his inner bottom line, exploding like thunder, trying to make him surrender.
Finally, a look of despair flashed in Jianfeng's eyes, his expression was gloomy, and he lowered his head deeply.
Before walking towards Ou Wuyou, he never thought that it would be like this in the end. Even when the young man in gray said that he wanted to protect Ou Wuyou, he just sneered and didn't take it seriously.
Now, he has lost, and the ending is so similar to that of the Royal Academy disciple just now!
Even his experience was even more tragic. The man before at least suppressed Yue Meng forcefully, released the artistic conception of the gun, and showed his own style.
And he just attracted some attention with the power of the sword and was defeated in a very short time. This was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation for him, and it was even a hundred times more painful than killing him.
"Go down and recuperate, I will avenge you." A calm voice came from a distance, making Jianfeng's heart tremble.
He raised his head little by little and looked at the figure in blue shirt, a look of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but the man's will could not be violated.
"Yes." Jianfeng stood up, replied respectfully, and then walked off the stage.
At this point, one more person among the twenty or so people has been eliminated.
Previously, the disciples of the Royal Academy suppressed their opponents with the artistic conception of spears, but they were crushed by the young man wearing a bronze mask and were humiliated from the stage.
At this time, Jianfeng, the core disciple of the Qingtian Sword Sect and Young Master Luoxue's younger brother, was also defeated and eliminated.
The two battles were extremely similar, even identical, which made everyone feel quite uneasy.
Why are the disciples of the four major sects who are well known and admired by countless people now inferior to two unknown people?
Until this moment, many people thought of something and seemed to have some realization.
Before this feast started, there were many rumors, some people said that many extraordinary talents hiding in the mountains were about to come out.
They have been cultivating for many years, and now they want to take this opportunity to compete in the world and show their talents!
If this is the case, then the man with the bronze mask before and the young man in gray at this time are most likely among them.
Although their cultivation is still weak, their strength is amazing. They are invincible in the same realm. Many people have begun to speculate, if these two people collide, who will win and who will lose?
This seems to be a mystery, and until the answer is revealed, it is difficult to guess what the final result will be.
Many people in the four major areas are not at peace, and many figures standing on the round platform are also thinking rapidly.
Wang Hao stared at Qin Xuan, as if he wanted to see through him.
Qin Xuan's magnificent and unrestrained sword just now was very similar to the sword he saw in the Qin Mansion before, but the sword energy at this time was stronger and sharper, and the power of the sword was more terrifying.
"Could he be... Wang Hao's eyes flickered, he already had a guess in his mind, but further judgment was needed.
As for Jian Mo, he looked at the man in gray with an indifferent expression. Since this man humiliated his junior brother so much, his ending was destined to be tragic.
However, an extremely embarrassing scene happened next on the round platform, and no one dared to fight!
Two people took the initiative to attack in succession, but they were both killed by strong counterattacks, and ended in humiliation. What a tragic ending.
Nowadays, even if many people are extremely confident in their own abilities, it is difficult for them to take the initiative to challenge others for fear of repeating the mistakes of their predecessors.
"Who will show up for the next battle? If no one shows up, then don't blame me for choosing someone myself." Finally, a majestic voice sounded on the battlefield, with a hint of threat.
Countless people trembled inwardly and all looked at him, discovering that it was Yuan Hua, the Divine Fire Lord of Tianxing Pavilion.
"I didn't expect Yuan Hua to actually speak. He is one of the Ten Lords of Tianyu. He has the strength of the seventh level of Kaiyuan Realm and has a lot of prestige on the round platform." Someone said.
"Since Yuan Hua said this, I'm afraid someone has to fight."
In the stands, many powerful figures nodded secretly, obviously appreciating Yuan Hua's strong voice.
"Qin Fan, get out of here, I want to see how powerful you are!" At this moment, a person walked towards the center of the round platform and shouted angrily at Qin Fan who was adjusting his breath, with a loud voice that shook people's hearts.
This person is a disciple of a first-class family, not a disciple of the four major sects. He is only in the middle of the fourth level of Kaiyuan Realm in his twenties, so his talent is mediocre.
He originally planned to stay on the round platform for a moment longer, but Yuan Hua's words made him waver.
He, Qin Xuan and the man in gray were the only ones left on the fourth floor of the Kaiyuan Realm in the audience.
Both Qin Xuan and the man in gray can cross the border and crush the disciples of the four major sects, so they are naturally not to be provoked, and both of them protect one person.
Then his only choice is one person, the cruel and cold-blooded evil god, Qin Fan.
At this time, no matter how unwilling he was to be Qin Fan's enemy, he had no choice but to challenge him. The reason why he was so loud just now was to strengthen himself.
If you try your best, there may be a glimmer of hope, but if you give up directly, you will lose everything.
Qin Fan was originally adjusting his breath to restore the real energy consumed in the previous battle, but he never expected to be interrupted midway, so he was naturally extremely unhappy.
I saw him turning his eyes, licking the corners of his mouth, and looking at the man with a smile in his eyes, but this smile did not have the slightest warmth, but only an extremely cold murderous intention.
"Are you looking for me?" Qin Fan spit out a hoarse voice.
Ever since he lost to Qin Xuan, he rarely spoke anymore. He always used force to solve problems, simply and crudely.
"Come out... come out and fight." The man was so frightened by Qin Fan's terrifying appearance that he even stuttered when he spoke. His legs trembled slightly, unable to conceal the fear in his heart.
Qin Fan looked at his trembling legs and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Was he starting to be afraid?
Suddenly Qin Fan stood up suddenly, as if a pair of black wings slowly opened behind him, which was a great visual impact.
"In this case, then accept the sanction of death." Qin Fan's expression became extremely cold, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, only endless killing intent.
"Bah!"
A sharp cry suddenly sounded, as if it came from ancient times, and the big demon roared.
Countless people's hearts tightened as they saw a black shadow begin to flicker on the round platform at an extremely fast speed. As its wings flapped, a whistling sound continued.
The black shadow seemed to turn into an eagle, with unparalleled speed, as fast as lightning and invisible to the naked eye.
This huge round platform is like the sky where it soars, free and casual, and no one can stop its wings!
"Hey!"
The light of the sharp blades flashed past, extremely dazzling, as if they were the sharpest weapons in the world, indestructible, and the surrounding spiritual energy of the world was shaken away, making a cutting sound like popping.
"What a fast speed, such a fierce attack!" Countless people's eyes flashed with exclamation, and their hearts were filled with shock.
This is the purest speed and simplest attack, the talent given to him by Tianying Yuanhun.
At this time, many people have different feelings in their hearts.
In the red area, a proud smile appeared on the face of a Royal Academy member.
Qin Fan was his disciple. If he hadn't sent Qin Fan to a battlefield, Qin Fan wouldn't have such terrifying speed and attack power.
What’s more, so cruel and cold-blooded!
"Is this Fan'er?" On the high platform, Qin Lei and Mu Shuixin looked at the figure below with disbelief in their eyes.
Qin Fan, the little boy they had watched grow up, and who had been such a cute and well-behaved boy in front of them, had become so cold-blooded. No one else would be able to accept this fact.
There were also many people who went to the Qin Mansion to congratulate Qin Fan on his wedding. They had seen with their own eyes how high-spirited and heroic Qin Fan was at that time, but now they were just sighing.
The genius who was brilliant back then has now fallen!
The first-class family member who was confronting Qin Fan was already timid and had no intention of fighting. He was frozen there without even taking out his weapon.
He had endless regret in his heart at this time. He regretted why he had come to provoke this murderous god!
If you commit evil by God, you can still live! If you commit suicide, you cannot live!
Qin Fan kept flashing around that man, but never attacked him. He was like a sheep in a pen, and could be slaughtered at any moment!
"This kid's methods are too vicious!" Countless powerful people showed their sharp eyes in the stands.
They knew that Qin Fan wanted to break down the last barrier in the man's heart, destroy his Taoist heart, and make him surrender without a fight.
Once that person really admits defeat, an indelible shadow will be left in his heart from now on, reminding him of this humiliation. No matter how hard he makes progress in cultivation, his life will stop here!
"Am I wrong?" Qin Xuan stared at Qin Fan's figure on the round platform, feeling suddenly guilty in his heart.
Qin Fan has now become a living murderous puppet. Although it is his own fault, he still has an unbreakable relationship with Qin Xuan.
If Qin Xuan hadn't crossed the border and defeated him on his wedding day, under the eyes of countless people, maybe his character wouldn't have changed so much that he became what he is now.
"ah!"
The man couldn't stand the feeling of being enveloped by the god of death. He suddenly let out a loud roar, and his aura reached its peak, as if he was about to fight Qin Fan head-on.
A fierce look flashed in Qin Fan's eyes, his wings flapped into the void, and his body shot away.