Chapter 812

After a simple salute, the two quickly confronted each other and fought in Shenglong Taichung.

Jue Chen, as expected, learned the lesson, and launched a rapid attack as soon as he played. Abandoning the past and responding to all changes, relying on the powerful resilience, the opponent's style of play was forcibly ground to death.

I have to say that his strength is still quite powerful, almost in the blink of an eye, countless blue lights swayed across the entire Shenglongtai.

Behind him is a azure light tree, covering the sky and the sun, as high as several hundred zhang. The tree trunks shook, the wind and clouds changed color, and the water surface of the entire Jiulong Lake was stirred into darkness, and even everyone in the spectator seats could feel the strong wind blowing in their faces.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not focus on Juechen, staring at Fang Hanluo.

As expected by others, Fang Hanluo, who had been promoted to half-step Celestial Soul, faced Juechen much easier this time. Even if the opponent's ultimate move is repeated, he still has a smile on his face, and he can always calmly resolve the opponent's ultimate move between advancing and retreating.

From time to time, I can still take the right opportunity, and a sudden counterattack has made Juechen in a hurry for a while.

"strangeness."

Lin Yun thought about it, and always felt that something was wrong with Fang Hanluo, but he couldn't see it.

I want to use the psychic sword intent to observe it, but this psychic sword intent is handy for comprehending sword moves, but other moves and artistic concepts are not so magical.

If you want to use the eye of the candle dragon to see, but if the movement is too big, you will be noticed by people and waste your cards in vain.

Well, don't need it for now.

Lin Yun retracted his thoughts, and there was a look of persistence in his eyes. He didn't believe that with the sharp eyes of a swordsman, he couldn't see any clues.

"Three strokes have passed."

"Four moves have passed."

"Five strokes have passed."

The warriors in the spectator seats under the stage stared at the fight on the Rising Dragon Stage, silently counting how many moves they fought. There has always been a rumor about Fang Hanluo that even if he can't beat him with ten moves, it will be extremely difficult for even the three little kings to win him.

If it is Juechen, if you cannot take Juechen within ten moves, you may be sure to lose.

So everyone didn't say anything, they all counted in their hearts, wanting to witness the truth of some rumors.

"That is……"

Lin Yun, who was observing the battle, suddenly lit up. He saw that Fang Hanluo's movement was a little weird. Between every change, there are extremely subtle energy fluctuations, which are scattered on the ground and in the air, and the fluctuations are quite hidden in the residual power of the two people fighting.

If you don't pay attention, you can't find it at all, and it will even be ignored by the aftermath to cover up.

Sword Intent Psychic, wow!

In the depths of Lin Yun's eyes, a spark of fire suddenly bloomed, and a little psychic sword intent was focused on his eyes. Suddenly, many details on the stage became clearer and clearer under the magnification of psychic sword intent.

Fang Hanluo's movements were continuously decomposed, and pictures appeared in Lin Yun's mind.

"I see."

Lin Yun dissipated the psychic sword intent in his eyes, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

This Fang Hanluo's movement is quite strange, and every time his body changes, he can disperse most of the opponent's strength into the invisible. So every time he was in a desperate situation, he could endure for a long time. In addition, his physical body should be more terrifying than outsiders imagined.

Otherwise, there is no explanation, why after so many serious injuries, in the end, the bad luck can be turned into a good one.

Juechen should have reached something, but he couldn't find out the flaws in his body technique. It was only a matter of time before he lost, and even Fang Hanluo couldn't force out his physical cards.

Sure enough, after ten moves, Juechen was gradually at a disadvantage.

"Tianbing Fist, Frost and Cold Star Burst!"

After dozens of strokes, Fang Hanluo clenched his five fingers and threw a punch, like a star with a cold glow bursting in the fist.

The azure tree behind Juechen was first frozen, and then exploded directly. He spit out a mouthful of blood and looked completely wilted.

"Sure enough, Fang Hanluo is no match for ten moves!"

"Juechen seems to have been injured to the source. I am afraid that he will completely lose his combat effectiveness and will have to abstain from the next game."

"It was too tragic. Li Mubai was almost split in half by Zhu Qingshan's knife, and he barely managed to get his life back. This Juechen was injured to the source again, which was equivalent to eliminating the two of them directly."

There was an exclamation in the spectator seat, and everyone looked extremely solemn.

This top ten battle is much more tragic than the previous group battles. The masters have made a move, and the peak duel can't be stopped at all.

Once injured, basically declared out.

"I won."

Fang Hanluo grinned and cupped his hands.

Juechen was already seriously injured, and now the aura of Xuanhuang has been swallowed up by a large amount, and he knew that he was out of the game. With no expression on his face, without saying a word, he jumped up and down the stage.

thump!

But the others couldn't lift it up with a breath of indignation in the air, and actually fell directly. Fortunately, the elders of the sect hurriedly took him out.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be the first to drown in the Nine Dragons Lake.

"Feel sorry."

The smile on Fang Hanluo's face faded. This scene was indeed a bit bleak. The top ten of the last session almost drowned in the Nine Dragons Lake.

But the road of martial arts is so cruel, and there is no choice but to become stronger, otherwise Fang Hanluo himself will be the one who leaves the field in embarrassment.

The atmosphere at the scene was obviously a lot more solemn after the first battle, and the laughter and noise gradually disappeared.

"That's horrible."

Looking at Juechen who was picked up, Feng Ye said with a sigh, he secretly glanced at Lin Yun, and found that the other party's calm expression also flashed a sigh, but it was more calm and terrifying. .

His heart, like the sword in his hand, never wavered.

No matter how cruel the road of martial arts is, the heart of Xiangjian is fearless in life and death.

The battle for the top ten continues, when everyone regrets whether the glory of Nanhua Qiying is about to end. Nangong Wanyu and Jiang Ziye have won successively, especially Jiang Ziye, her Ganyun Jue has been cultivated to an unfathomable realm, and the gathering is like a majestic mountain that stretches for more than 100,000 miles.

When scattered, the sky is full of stars and there is not a trace of cloud and mist.

One after another exciting duel has been staged, and although it is not over yet, the list of people who can advance to the top ten is gradually becoming clearer.

In addition to the four seeds, there are six names left in the top ten.

Jiang Ziye, Wu Xiaotian, Nangong Wanyu, Yang Lie, Gao Yu, Fang Hanluo, Bai Lixuan, Zhu Qingshan, Yue Weiwei, if there is no accident, the six places should have appeared among these people.

The list is clearly divided. The first five are Nanhua Qiying and a veteran powerhouse Wu Xiaotian, and the last four are rookie dark horses born in this feast of dragons.

The situation of the confrontation between the old and the new is very obvious.

Of course, you have to add one more person, Ziyue Cave is like a secluded sky.

She was defeated by Yue Weiwei before and performed a wonderful "dancing dance", but she did not abstain. He was just ashamed to see people, and covered himself with a veil, revealing only his forehead and eyes.

Its strength is still there, it is one of the variables.

"Wu Xiaotian vs. Jiang Ziye!"

The referee suddenly lengthened his tone and reported the name list for the next match.

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar at the scene, and countless eyes became hot.

The grievances between Wu Xiaotian and Jiang Ziye were rumored in the ancient Nanhua region, and Wu Xiaotian's madness in those days need not be repeated, and it has long been known to everyone.

"Senior brother, be careful."

In the seat of Xue Shang Pavilion, seeing Wu Xiaotian who was eager to try, Ji Wuye said with some worry, the expressions of other sect elders were nothing but the same.

Wu Xiaotian grinned: "After four years of fighting, I'm already different from what I used to be, this stinky bitch should be more careful."

The voice fell, and he rose into the air, like a mountain falling heavily on the Dragon Terrace.

Boom!

The water in the four directions of the lake was turbulent, and hundreds of waves shot up to the sky.

"I've been looking forward to this battle for a long time. For the humiliation that Jiang Ziye suffered four years ago, I will definitely return this battle to you!"

Wu Xiaotian's eyes showed excitement and said coldly.

"I also forgot about the battle four years ago. Besides, you are not worth my humiliation. I am not that persistent towards you."

Jiang Ziye's eyes were as cold as water, surprisingly calm.

"I care what you think!"

Wu Xiaotian's eyes flashed with anger, he suffered for this battle for a long time, but he didn't bother to care what his opponent thought.

What he has to do is to defeat the opponent and be ashamed!

In the mad shout, Wu Xiaotian's body filled with blood and flashed across the sky, spanning a distance of hundreds of meters. There were hideous blood-colored afterimages left along the road, and the real body instantly appeared in front of Jiang Ziye.

Boom!

This palm is like a river pouring backwards, the suffocation roars, and the boundless blood cloud is rolled up. It is Wu Xiaotian's specialty, the blood cloud slash!

"broken!"

Jiang Ziye's face did not change color, and greeted him with a single finger.

boom!

There was a loud noise between the touches, and the two of them retreated.

"Blood Shadow Demon!" Before Wu Xiaotian had landed in mid-air, he rolled over again like a river of blood, wrapping his body like a blood python with its vicious mouth and biting it fiercely. This move changes very quickly, and it uses a very clever movement technique. The roaring suffocation can even interfere with the opponent's six senses.

Humans create chaos in space.

Ka Ka Ka Ka!

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ziye was punched seven times in a row, and each punch felt like being bitten by a blood python.

"Disperse!"

Seeing that the opponent's power was unforgiving, Jiang Ziye stabilized the chaotic real energy in the body, and forced the opponent's evil spirit out of the body. The aura all over his body drifted away like a cloud. Under the aura of his opponent, Jiang Ziye was clearly standing in front of him, but he seemed to be gone, so he couldn't lock it.

"Gather!"

Just when Wu Xiaotian was a little stunned, Jiang Ziye slammed the palm of his hand, and a vision appeared behind him. There are boundless white clouds piled up like a mountain, towering and heavy, and the mountain rises up from the ground, which brings great pressure to people.

Every time he hits a palm, a mountain is piled up. After a few palms, Jiang Ziye is already surrounded by mountains and mountains, which are endless.

"Dry Cloud Art!"

"It's the dry cloud again, the universe, the world, the impermanence of gathering and dispersing, it is really unfathomable."

"Wu Xiaotian is a little uncomfortable, and he can't exert his blood demon magic at all."

Wu Xiaotian's complexion changed slightly on the Shenglong platform. After not seeing him for a few years, his opponent became stronger. This dry cloud art is only afraid that the thirteenth layer has been cultivated for the opponent, and it is really terrible to reach the legendary transformation realm.

"Look at how I break your dry cloud tactics!"

Wu Xiaotian's eyes flashed brightly. He wasn't wasting his time all these years.

Is there any way yet? Seeing the surging blood light on Wu Xiaotian's body, everyone showed a look of anticipation for a while.