The white tiger roared, and the sound of the roar shook the sky. The huge white tiger phantom on the martial arts platform was deeply imprinted into everyone's heart and shocked the soul.

Under the tiger's roar, the fire-attribute spiritual power on Wang Duxiao's body was directly extinguished, and the mid-grade flame sword at the ground level was instantly extinguished and thrown away.

Wang Duxiao only felt the soul, spiritual power, and physical body tremble at the same time. The soul was in a trance, the spiritual power flowed chaoticly, and the physical body was like a bear peak, and the whole person fell from the air powerlessly.

Bang!

He knelt on the ground with his knees and smashed heavily on the ground, stirring up the protection barrier of the Lunwu Platform, disheveled his head, vomited blood in one mouthful of blood, and spilled on the Lunwu Platform.

Wang Duxiao knelt on the ground, his face full of disbelief.

Looking up at Jian Fengyun, the figure in white clothes was so unattainable at this moment, as if he had just thought, his soul would be scattered and he would die immediately.

The next breath, the phantom of the white tiger behind Jian Fengyun slowly dissipated, his face was indifferent, and he turned around and walked back to the center of the Lunwu Platform.

"Oh my God, Wang Duxiao was defeated. What kind of spiritual skill is that? It's so powerful?"

"The Xuanhuang List is about to change. The top 100 masters on the Xuanhuang List have not changed for decades!"

Everyone in the audience was surprised.

Wang Duxiao knelt on both knees, and a trace of blood penetrated out of his knees, making him look very cunning.

Looking at the figure who turned away indifferently, Wang Duxiao said hoarsely.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"Someone pleads for you!" Jian Fengyun responded lightly, his face still calm, as if defeating Wang Du Xiao was an expected, and it was not worth affecting his mood at all!

plead!

Wang Duxiao's face was pale and stood up with difficulty, his eyes were red, and the sound of bones on his legs sounded, and blood poured in, but the pain in his body was far inferior to the humiliation in his heart.

The 14th place on the Xuanhuang list, the genius of the Wang family... These honors he regarded as halo were broken at this moment, but the person who broke these faces was so indifferent.

"Jian Fengyun, you'd better kill me, otherwise I will challenge you as long as I'm still alive until I kill you one day!" The last bloody nature in Wang Duxiao's heart was aroused, and he opened his mouth soaked in blood.

Born in the royal family in the imperial city, he did not allow his family to lose.

"Sword is waiting!" Jian Fengyun said with a move in the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Jian Fengyun saw a will to martial arts in Wang Duxiao. The genius of the Wang family in the imperial city was much stronger than those young masters and sons on the streets. Unfortunately, no matter how strong he was, he met Jian Fengyun.

Finally, the people from the Wang family came up and carried Wang Du Xiao away, and the martial arts platform was silent.

"Is there anyone else to challenge?"

After a while, Dean Bai spoke in person and broke the silence.

The martial arts arena was silent for a moment.

Bai swept his eyes to Yao Hanjiang beside him, Yuan Feng asked, "Since no one challenges, do you two want to challenge?"

"How can I beat my elder brother? I admit defeat!" Yuan Feng simply admits defeat.

Yao Hanjiang's fair and handsome face moved slightly, and a ray of light shot out from his light blue eyes, sweeping towards the Luwu Platform.

As soon as the breath came, a black figure flashed on the martial arts platform.

"I only use one knife. If you can block me, I will admit defeat!" Yao Hanjiang's light blue eyes were deeply locked on Jian Fengyun.

"It's okay!" Jian Fengyun's brow slightly thrust, then he relaxed and said calmly.

Everyone stared at the two people on the stage with their breath, looking forward to some fierce collision.

Yao Hanjiang's fair face was full of heavy expression, and he reached out and grabbed the ancient long sword behind him and suddenly fell into his hand.

"Breaking the Void Knife!"

What surprised everyone was that Yao Hanjiang did not activate any spiritual power.

Without any fluctuation of spiritual power, Yao Hanjiang's figure still turned into a little black light in the air. In a flash, the ancient long sword flew out from the scabbard and stabbed towards Jian Fengyun.

Everyone felt a flash in front of them, and Yao Hanjiang appeared in front of Jian Fengyun. The demon sword in his hand seemed transparent and could not be seen, stabbing Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun seemed to have not reacted yet, and his face was still standing still.

The blade appeared and directly passed through Jian Fengyun's chest.

"Jian Fengyun is dead?"

Everyone was shocked and opened their eyes wide and wanted to see what was going on.

But the next moment, the sword Fengyun, whose chest was penetrated, suddenly faded in the air and dissipated with the wind.

It turned out to be a phantom!

Jian Fengyun's figure appeared above Yao Hanjiang, holding an illusory long sword in his hand, pressing against Yao Hanjiang's neck.

"I'm defeated!" A look of surprise flashed in Yao Hanjiang's light blue eyes. The next moment, the demon sword returned to the sheath and bowed to Jian Fengyun in the air.

Jian Fengyun's figure slowly fell from the air, and the illusory sword energy in his hand slowly disappeared.

"Acceptance!" Jian Fengyun bowed slightly and said lightly.

Everyone in the audience looked confused and puzzled when they watched this scene.

The two of them had not yet produced any spiritual skills, and there was no powerful collision. They just flashed a few times on the martial arts platform. Why did the demon sword Hanjiang lose?

Many elders of Tianyang Taoist Court did not see any reason. Only the older elders, including Bai, and the Yueshen Temple, and the Holy Soul Sword Sect Haijian, saw the entire battle.

After a long time, Bai nodded and exclaimed: "This boy is more amazing than the understanding of the Great Dao!"

"Why did you avoid my knife?" Yao Hanjiang asked Jian Fengyun with his hands bowed.

"The great way is forty-nine, and the number of heavenly being fifty will surely have a glimmer of life. Even if you understand all the laws of space thoroughly, there will be a wind in the endless void. If you move with the wind, you will naturally have that glimmer of life!" Jian Fengyun smiled faintly and said.

"So... the emptiness is in love!" Yao Hanjiang suddenly realized, and seemed to understand something, his eyes lit up, bowed to Jian Fengyun, and walked down.

Yao Hanjiang did not return to his original position. He walked into the crowd and walked towards the distance in front of everyone's puzzled eyes.

"I announce that the number one place in the fourth college admissions is Jian Fengyun."

A Taoist elder went up to announce the result, Jian Fengyun then walked down, facing those surprised gazes, his face was always calm.

"Brother, what's wrong with that facial paralysis? Why did you leave after one move against you?" Yuan Feng asked in a low voice.

"He has a good understanding and has realized the great way. Now he should be ready to break through the Spirit King!" Jian Fengyun looked at Yao Hanjiang's back and said as if he had a deep meaning.

"Oh!" Yuan Feng responded in a vague way.

"Next, please ask the third Yuan Feng to come on stage to accept the challenge!"

On the Martial Arts, the voice of the Taoist Elder suddenly rang.

"Brother..." Yuan Feng hesitated immediately.

"Go up, you have to fight for everything you want!" Jian Fengyun patted Yuan Feng's shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

"Yeah!" Yuan Feng responded, then his eyes turned to the corner of the sea of ​​people, the beautiful figure of the masked woman.
Chapter completed!