The blade swept across, and the sword light also swept out horizontally.

Another head-on confrontation.

The cultivation level of Yan Fei's sword vein realm is one level lower than that of Liu Zhengxiong's martial arts realm.

There was a vague momentum of suppression, which was something that Liu Zhengxiong could not accept.

But there is one thing he will never be as good as Yan Fei.

Ruthless, absolutely!

He used his sword to make a quick move, but when he saw Yan Fei almost ignore his blade and sweep him with a sword, Liu Zhengxiong became frightened.

Because he thought that his life was much more valuable than Yan Fei, and he didn't dare to work hard.

In fact, Yan Fei was not completely desperate. The Immortal Sword Body, the Mingsha Evil Sword, and the Ten Directions Domineering Sword Technique were all the capitals he dared to fight, but Liu Zhengxiong did not.

Mentality determines the performance of martial arts.

He was timid in his heart, and the blade slowed down, but Yan Fei was resolute and decisive. The speed and power of the sword light increased instead of decreasing.

The entire martial arts arena is silent, and even Nangong Hongwu, Liu Zhenglong and others have a layer of surprise on their faces.

Looking at Yan Fei, Nangong Yudie's sisters held hands tightly, and inexplicably excited arose in their hearts. Even Mr. Guo seemed very excited.

The Nangong family has been bullied by the Liu family for more than a day. What Yan Fei did was what they wanted to do, but they dared not do, including Nangong Hongwu.

So, in the bottom of their hearts, they were all shouting for Yan Fei.

On stage!

The moment the sword light and the blade gathered, Liu Zhengxiong finally retreated.

He was afraid, not only Yan Fei's ruthlessness, but also the sword in Yan Fei's hand.

If you fight again, the broken air sword will be destroyed.

At the last moment, Liu Zhengxiong actually withdrew his knife. He wanted to retreat again but found that he had reached the edge of the fighting platform.

There is no way to retreat. The sword technique is famous for its domineering spirit, but at this moment there is no momentum.

After a moment of dazed, a severe pain came from his shoulder.

Liu Zhengxiong screamed, his left shoulder was swept away by the sword light, and blood immediately splashed out and fell to the ground.

Blood-red, snow-white, and particularly conspicuous.

Blood fell to the ground, as bright as the red plum blossoms blooming on white paper.

In desperation, Liu Zhengxiong used a ladder to roll in the air, landing at Yan Fei's original position.

Looking at Liu Zhengxiong again, his face was as pale as paper, his left arm was drooping, and the blood had dyed his entire arm red. His right hand was holding the Breaking Knife, and the light on the knife body dimmed a lot.

On the contrary, Yan Fei was covered with murderous aura, and Jian Yuan walked out of his body and wandered around.

A fire sword was held in his hand, and the burning flames looked particularly dazzling in the vastness.

Yan Fei turned around slowly, and looked at Liu Zhengxiong with red eyes, his eyes were lifeless, as if the eyes of a god of killing.

Everything only happened between lightning and flashing. It can be said that it was a round. After two encounters, Liu Zhengxiong suffered a great loss.

Tens of thousands of viewers burst into chaotic sighs.

"Badao, what kind of Badao is this scaring person?"

"It's over. I'll put my old foundation on it. I won't lose, right?"

"It's not that, don't forget that Wuming needs to face three masters, the Demon-Subduing Arhat, and Xuan Yangzi hasn't taken action yet."

"Yes, yes, yes, I was so scared that I almost forgot."

"However, this person named Wuming is really amazing. No wonder he has to fight three at one time. If he directly challenged Badao, he would probably win this game."

At this moment, Liu Zhengxiong was shocked.

"What a cruel character. I didn't expect that there are people in this world who are not afraid of death. It's so dangerous. If I almost can't save my arm, my surname is Yan. If you don't kill you today, you will be a big problem."

After a few breaths, Liu Zhengxiong glanced at the Demon-Subduing Arhat and Xuan Yangzi.

I want to ask what you are still standing there.

It's hard to speak when it comes to your mouth.

For a moment, Liu Zhengxiong's face turned from white to red.

The feeling of incomparable shame put him in a dilemma.

I have already blown it out just now, so I can just let others watch it. If I ask for help at this time, even if I win today, my face will be lost.

But I'm afraid I'm really no match for this kid.

You can't leave your life here, right?

"Cough cough, uh..." Liu Zhengxiong's eyes swept away Xuan Yangzi and the Demon-Fu Demon-Fuhan again, and at the same time made several awkward coughing sounds.

It is not that the Demon-Subduing Arhat and Xuan Yangzi don’t know what Liu Zhengxiong means.

They seemed to have not come back to their senses from the shock just now. Although they were not the first to bear the brunt, they deeply felt the unparalleled murderous aura.

They couldn't help but describe in their hearts, what if Yan Fei was just coming for him, what should he do?

You should know that the three realms of immortality, martial arts and Buddha have their own strengths.

The magic of immortal cultivation emphasizes the use of natural power, including the five elements, yin and yang, wind and thunder.

Their magic is powerful, but their body is very fragile.

When practicing Buddhism and Taoism, the attack and defense are both moderate, and can provide strong assistance. The Buddhist inscriptions have a suppressive effect on the evil spirits.

Martial arts, tempering the body, practicing martial arts, with limited attack range but strong body.

At this moment, when they heard Liu Zhengxiong's cough, the two of them came to their senses.

They subconsciously took a few steps towards Liu Zhengxiong, and the three of them faced Yan Fei together.

Yan Fei simply remained unmoved. It was the first time that he had fought with the masters of the immortals and Buddhas, which was a good opportunity.

"Amitabha, my friend, your murderous aura is too strong, and I can't stand it."

Yan Fei felt ridiculous: "The murderous aura is strong? The Buddha does not tolerate me? So what if the Buddha does not distinguish between good and evil, so what if the Buddha slaughtered the Buddha?"

Xuan Yangzi came to Liu Zhengxiong, but saw him waved his hand with one hand, and a light green light brushed across Liu Zhengxiong's wound. After a few breaths, the wound was bleeding.

Yan Fei frowned slightly and said to himself: "Xuan Yangzi practiced wood-type magic. This wood-type magic has a very strong healing effect, which is indeed good. It seems that these three people join forces and assist each other, and their power will double."

Bang!

Hurry!

As he thought, the Demon-Subduing Arhat shook the Jiuer Zen Staff onto the platform, making a dull sound.

Just under the feet of the Demon-Subduing Arhat, a golden swastika magic seal appeared, and the Demon-Subduing Arhat stood in the center of the Demon-Subduing Arhat.

"Boy, if you don't get rid of you today, I will be in peace."

Xuan Yangzi also waved the Thousand Wires of Whisk violently and glared at Yan Fei: "Brother Liu, there is no need to waste time for such an ignorant junior. The three of us join forces. Wouldn't it be better to fight quickly?"

This is what Liu Zhengxiong waited for.

"Well, then I'll have to do it."

In an instant, the noise of the martial arts arena broke out again.

"Shameless, it's so shameless. I heard it right just now. Whoever was surnamed Liu wanted to kill him alone, right?"

"That's right, now it's going to be three against one."

"Didn't you see that? That shitty Badao is not Wuming's opponent at all."

"I said you forgot it? You all made bets. If Badao loses, you will lose. It was originally a challenge to three people, but now what's the point of having three fights? Just win money."

On stage!

Yan Fei raised his head slightly and glanced at the sky with disdain.
Chapter completed!