The Black Evil Hand is Ding Yang's success technique. It is a martial art that can best exert the special effects of the Black Evil True Qi.

In an instant, the white and jade-like palms became as dark as ink. In a vague way, there was a faint dark smoke surrounding the palms, looking like a demon's hand.

"Bang--"

With a loud bang, the vajra was used to fight with the Black Evil hand.

Ding Yang took a step back, but his black evil hand tightly held the vajra. After the previous battle, Ding Yang knew that the vajra head could stimulate the light knife, but he did not dare to suppress it head-on. His body was sideways and was not controlled by the edge of the light knife.

Ding Yang pressed the vajra on his palm, and the black evil spirit surged out like a tide at that time, following the vajra and attacking Fang Xing.

"Baolala--"

At this moment, a series of sounds burst out on the vajra, just like strong acid is corroding. Although there are no traces of erosion such as small holes on the vajra, judging from this posture, it will definitely be ruined after a long time. After all, the vajra light knife is as high as the sixth level, which relies on the sharp sharpness of the light knife, and the essence of a single vajra is only at the third level.

Fang Xing didn't know Ding Yang's idea, but he was not afraid, "I want to win quickly with the advantage of true qi, you have found the wrong person!"

With a cold snorted in his heart, Fang Xing visualized the divine appearance of Maitreya Buddha in his heart, sat upright on the white lotus, shining with the bright Buddha light, washing away all the dark evil in the world.

For the first time, the true energy of Maitreya Baoxiang was activated with all its strength. The pure Buddhist true energy, with a faint smell of sandalwood, rushed out of the palm and collided head-on with the true energy of the Black Evil.

When it was time, the sound of the wail was even louder, and the faint black smoke, like snow exposed to the sun, melting rapidly.

At the beginning, the explosion of the two true qi was between the palms of Little Maitreya Fangxing. In a blink of an eye, the true qi of Heisha retreated step by step and reached the middle of the vajra.

"Huh?" At this moment, Ding Yang couldn't help but feel shocked. He didn't expect that Fang Xing's Buddhist true energy also had a sacred atmosphere that could restrain his magic skills.

Ding Yang felt that he was too unlucky in the third round, and even a master was restrained by him. This was completely different from the previous killing of all sides in the second round, and it was easy to freehand.

However, since you have met, there is obviously no way out. There is no warrior in Kunlun Academy who doesn’t want to go. As a seed player, Ding Yang absolutely has no reason to give up.

Suddenly, Ding Yang relaxed his hand, and Fang Xing couldn't stop moving forward. Ding Yang took advantage of the situation and rushed into Fang Xing's arms, attacking closely, and the black evil hand slapped it down.

Fang Xing was shocked and was not confused about this, his body twisted, his square inch was violent, his hands, elbows and knees moved at the same time, and the Qi of Maitreya Baoxiang flowed all over his body, and he was in a head-on confronting Ding Yang.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

In an instant, dozens of moves passed, as wild as strong wind and as rapid as sudden rain.

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and the two of them were apart one meter apart, each with a slight breath.

At this moment, Ding Yang's face was extremely serious. If he looked closely at his hands, he would find that there was a slight tremor and there was bruise on his arms. This was caused by Fang Xing's powerful physical strength.

Although Fang Xing, as the Maitreya lineage, is the main branch and not the way to protect the Dharma, the Vajra Fist and Weituo Fist that he practices on weekdays have the effect of strengthening the body and bones of the body. Especially the Palm of Mount Sumeru, is the most powerful among Buddhism, which is to suppress Vajra, the Ming King, and the heavens.

However, Fang Xing did not have the upper hand in all. Although the Black Evil True Qi was restrained by the Maitreya Baoxiang True Qi, he was only in the third level after all, and had not yet penetrated inside and outside. He had the body-protecting true Qi to protect his body. At this moment, the parts on his body that were in contact with Ding Yang's Black Evil's hands were full of scorching pain, especially the backs of his hands, which became significantly whiter and more transparent, and the red and blood inside were clearly visible.

This is the result of the corrosion of the Black Evil True Qi. This is because his body is strong, so he can do this. If Li Yan did this in the morning, he would be afraid that his hands would be fuzzy and would be out of shape.

This is also the reason why Fang Xing did not catch up at the first time, and he also needed to cushion and relieve it.

The two of them only lasted for a moment, and then, at the same time, the two rushed up again and collided. This time, Fang Xing inspired the Vajra Light Knife, and used the Crazy Magic Sword Technique. The sword light was like snow, and a fierce slash.

The sharpness of the light knife cuts through the void and makes a sound. The sound alone can make people feel awe.

Ding Yang's body was like a butterfly, fast and skillful, but it was turned against the light of the knife. The black evil hand and Yinfeng Palm made a move. The strong wind was free and undercurrents surged. Unconsciously, a faint black smoke filled the surroundings, covering their place of battle.

It was faintly, Fang Xing seemed to hear the chirping of ghosts, which made people feel irritable. After studying the information of the Black Evil Demon Art for so long, he naturally understood that this was another method of the Black Evil True Qi. Combined with the illusion and magical hand, he could create an illusion without realizing it and disrupt people's hearts.

Fang Xing didn't say anything, and when it was time to exhale, he roared with a roar of the lion who subdued the demon.

Although the level of the true qi of the Maitreya treasure ​​celebration is high, its specialty is not above the outside, and it cannot break the illusion fog. The finger of the flower can break through the air and hurt people, but his strength is concentrated and he can hurt the enemy, but it is not enough to break the illusion. Therefore, Fang Xing used the Buddhist sound killing weapon.

Regarding the Killing Kung Fu of the Apricot, although Buddhist martial arts dare not say that they are invincible in the world, they are very famous and diverse. For example, the roar of Vajra, the wake-up call, the sing of the dragon Zen, and the thunder sound technique have their own wonders. Although the roar of the demon-subduing lion is the most basic, it has infinite upgrade potential and the widest universality.

With a roar, most of the black evil fog was washed away. Even Ding Yang himself was also shocked.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Xing's crazy sword technique became more and more urgent, and he slashed at Ding Yang, hoping to make a concerted effort to win the game.

Ding Yang stepped on the Impermanent Phantom Step of the Demon Sect, retreated and turned, and left behind phantoms and phantoms along the way, confusing them.

Fangxing swept through the road, and was as powerful as a bamboo shoot.

Such a situation surprised the people in the audience.

Originally, everyone thought that Ding Yang, a seed player, would definitely defeat his opponent like in the previous game, but unexpectedly, he was at a disadvantage and was chased by a short and fat monk to hide everywhere. When that was the case, there were booing in the audience.

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"Brother Xiaobai, look, Brother Fang Xing is fine! You are just too nervous and under too much pressure!" Jiang Yan said in Meng Bai's ear in a low voice.

"Maybe, but now is not the time to relax. You must know that Ding Yang has not yet released his weapons!" Meng Bai replied immediately.

On the other side of the ring, the spirit official Wang Yaoqing was also watching the game. However, he smiled and was very happy about the dilemma that Ding Yang encountered.

Although his cultivation level is slightly inferior to Ding Yang, his unique magical attack method can be completely compensated and overwhelmed. But this time, he was not selected as a seed, and he felt quite unhappy.

However, at this time, although he was happy to see Ding Yang being defeated, he did not want Ding Yang to lose. In his opinion, the honor of the first seed player should belong to him.

"Old Demon Ding, I regard you as my opponent, don't let me down!"

...

Ding Yang retreated step by step and moved on the ring, but under the threat of the vajra sword light, he quickly retreated to the edge of the ring. At this time, it seemed that Fang Xing was pressing for another force, and Ding Yang inevitably fell off the ring and ended the game completely.

Faced with this, Fang Xing couldn't help but feel a little excited. His eyes widened, his sword light was more fierce and more urgent. Correspondingly, he used his energy to control his energy and force him to become older.

At this moment, Ding Yang suddenly had his hands together, and a master of magic was like a monk. Suddenly, his palms were tilted and wrong, "Swish" a row of green fire shot in, like a scimitar.

This green fire line, with sharpness, ignored the Vajra Light Knife and slashed Fang Xing's legs, fast and fierce!

If he hit the slash, there is no doubt that Fang Xing’s legs would definitely be broken.

Ding Yang used the advanced technique of the Three Xuan Yin Fire Sword and the Three Xuan Yin Fire Palm. It is up to the fifth level and is extremely sharp and belongs to Ding Yang's trump card. The reason I didn't use it before was that this method consumed too much true energy. He hoped that if he didn't, he would have to see the merits as soon as he did. Therefore, Ding Yang would rather tolerate the sighs of the audience before and wait for such an opportunity to explode.

At the same time, Ding Yang lay back and used an iron bridge to avoid Fang Xing's sure-killing sword.

However, Ding Yang did not fall into the ring. The moment he lay down, almost parallel to the ring, he hooked the edge of the ring with his right foot, borrowed a little strength, and rushed straight into the ring, like a snake and insect.

His attack not only eased his crisis, but also turned against him and strengthened the opponent's attack on the lower market. It was a killing two birds with one stone.

If you are so dangerous, you must be a master of skills and courage. After all, if you have a slight mistake, you will fall from the arena and lose directly.

"good!"

Seeing this scene, countless viewers couldn't help but applaud, and the applause was thunderous. As for the previous booing and laughing, they had long been thrown away. Anyway, both sides were neither relatives nor friends, so they naturally had no power field, and whoever performed well would support whoever did it!

The only thing that is worried about Fang Xing is Meng Bai.

At this moment, not long after Meng Bai practiced the God of Destruction Eye, although the golden light of Destruction Evolution evolved, it could only reach two meters at most, which was not enough. Otherwise, he would probably not be able to send the golden light of Destruction Evolution to kill Ding Yang's fortune, making him unlucky, and he would have failed in a dangerous way, and fell directly from the arena.

I can't help myself, and all Meng Bai can do is pray. I pray that Fang Xing could hear his words in his heart just now, which would inspire the Yuanmagnetic Sword to escape this disaster.

Fang Xing was a teenager after all, and he could still be cautious at the beginning, but as victory was in sight, he still couldn't help but be excited, and his moves made him old.

At this moment, the Vajra Light Knife was not able to retreat at all. Facing Ding Yang's counterattack, he was instantly shocked and sweated in cold sweat, his clothes were soaked, and he was pressed against his body.

At the critical moment, Fang Xing finally thought of Meng Bai's reminder. Fortunately, the Yuanmagnetic Divine Sword was hung on the left waist. This was to complement the Vajra Light Knife. After all, the Vajra has been hidden in the sleeve of the right hand.

This setting saved Fang Xing and gave him a last chance.

"Clang—"

A long and exciting sound broke through the sky. Fang Xing held the handle of the Yuan Magnetic Sword in his hand and pulled out an inch. Just this inch, the Yuan Magnetic Sword God's God's Power exploded, and the high-intensity gravity appeared, like the pressure of Mount Tai, and the space in a radius of several meters was shrouded by huge pressure. The green fire line that was slashed over was about a foot in front of Fang Xing. Finally, he fell to the ground three inches away from his legs, and cut a knife mark on the ring, sinking deep into it.

"ah--"

"Can this turn the tables?"

"What kind of treasure sword is that? It's so powerful. It must be a sixth-level divine weapon!"

"What is the sixth level? I think it is the king's magic weapon!"

...

In an instant, the audience was like boiling a pot, and it was so noisy.

However, Meng Bai looked at Jiang Yan and smiled, and his whole body became relaxed. The crisis had been resolved. After this incident, Meng Bai believed that Fang Xing would definitely be extremely cautious and would never make similar mistakes again.

"when--"

With a sound of impact, the Yuan Magnetic Sword was sheathed again. Fang Xing's left hand vibrated, and a string of beads naturally slid into his hand. The eighteen Arhats used their demon-subduing hand, and the bead line broke, and the eighteen sons shot out together, covering the big holes of Ding Yang's body on the ground with a whistling strong wind.

Ding Yang did not expect Fang Xing to have such a trump card. When he rushed over, he was crushed by gravity. Although he was not injured, his head was heavily hit on the bluestone arena, causing pain and his spirits to be dispersed.

At this moment, the hidden weapon was pouring into the sky and rained. How could he hide?

"Demon Dragon Armor!"

After all, Ding Yang is a top master who curled up his body immediately, like a ball rolling around. At the same time, the secret body protection technique of the Magic Sect activated. At the critical point, the muscles were raised and the skin twisted and tight, one by one, like dragon scales, protecting it outside.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

When that was the case, Ding Yang was deeply touched with seven or eight rosary beads.

It was fine if those besides Fang Xing's control. Those carefully controlled rosary beads were powerful, which directly shattered the magic dragon armor, causing his skin to crack and blood to burst out. One of them was even the big acupoint of Ding Yang's vest. The force penetrated the body and directly vibrated the heart, causing him to be seriously injured. Almost, he couldn't suppress it with a mouthful of blood.

Fang Xing was in power and was chasing people wildly. The Crazy Sword Technique was urging to the extreme. His eyesight was a little too small, but he could see no one in the light of the sword, like a round sword ball chasing Ding Yang, and he didn't give him any chance to get angry.

Ding Yang actually has a trump card. He has a soft sword around his waist. It was made of good Burmese steel. It can be hard or soft, extremely sharp, and up to the fourth level. With this soft sword, combined with the Magic Sect Fulong Sword Technique, his combat power can definitely rise up one level. However, at this moment, he couldn't even get up and stabilize his body. He could only run around on the ground with his body low. Where could he have the chance to draw his sword?

Ding Yang's mood was so depressed.

A plan that was originally best was destroyed by a weapon. At this moment, his heart was only one sentence, "I hate the rich, I hate the second generation!"

It's time to say it, it's time to go!

In just two minutes, Ding Yang was blocked by Fang Xing's sword light again and caught up with him. The sixth-level light sword easily tore the magic dragon armor and penetrated into his body.

At this moment, Ding Yang knew that he had completely failed. In order to prevent his injuries from getting worse, he hurriedly spoke and shouted: "I admit defeat!"
Chapter completed!