"Yuan Ming, you'll run out of energy, don't waste your energy!"

The son of the Rong family looked calm and calm as if he was holding the wise bead, and he was obviously sure that Yuan Ming was unable to succeed.

The situation is already very obvious. Although Yuan Ming's attacks are getting more and more fierce, they are all overdrawing their last strength.

This is like a virtual fire, which seems violent, but in fact it has no foundation, and may disappear at any time.

The other audience members also had the same idea, thinking that Yuan Ming was still too young and so impulsive!

"call!"

The flying sword is shot here, driving the wind to storm, and the sword light condenses as the essence, interlacing and dividing all directions.

The son of the Rong family's face changed suddenly. This attack had already touched the ceiling of the sword immortal.

Even though he was confident before, he did not dare to face this sword and retreated in a hurry.

Fei Jian refused to give in and stared at the son of the Rong family, chasing him from heaven to earth.

The son of the Rong family struggled to deal with it. He used Feng Xingzhe to dodge and blocked it with golden armor, but was still killed by the flying sword.

At least he knew that this sword was the "last madness". If he could survive this wave, Yuan Ming would not be worried.

Therefore, the son of the Rong family gritted his teeth and used various means frequently, and finally exhausted the power of the flying sword.

"Huhh!"

The son of the Rong family landed on the ground, looked at Yuan Ming's direction, and thought of the few times he had just died, and he couldn't help but feel hatred.

"Yuan Ming!"

At this moment, Yuan Ming's eyes were slightly closed, his palms were hanging down, and the flying sword also landed at his feet, inserted diagonally into the crack of the floor of the sacrificial platform.

No matter who it is, he can tell at a glance that he is exhausted. Don’t speak out the sword, even if he has no strength to raise his head.

The crazy attacks that had just passed by one wave of just now completely exhausted all his power.

The son of the Rong family doesn’t have to make trouble, and he can blow him off the sacrificial platform in one breath.

If he hadn't been worried about it, the son of the Rong family would have to humiliate Yuan Ming severely and vent his resentment just now.

But now, it is important to do a serious matter.

The son of the Rong family has never forgotten that in addition to the qualification of the autumn harvest festival, there is another spoil in this battle, the Staff of the Heaven.

"Come here!"

The son of the Rong family waved toward the Xingtian Staff and wanted to take this magic weapon into his pocket.

"madness!"

In the crowd below, the son of the Jian family shook his head. The king's weapon was not so easy to conquer. The son of the Rong family's wishful thinking was about to fail.

"Fool!"

Xingtian Staff ignored him and threw a word.

"This is to force me to move!"

The son of the Rong family opened his palms to the Xingtian Staff and wanted to display some magical power.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept across from behind him, caught him off guard and almost unsteadily.

"Um?"

The son of the Rong family turned around and was sure that it was coming from Yuan Ming. He had reached this point, and he could still make trouble?

But, just a gust of wind is not very lethal, it should be the last afterglow.

"this……"

The son of a famous scholar moved his heart and then showed an incredible expression. Is this going to break through?

Regarding his understanding of Gouqu Mountain, among the hundreds of schools of thought, the sons of famous scholars are among the best, and even once had a face-to-face conversation with Fang Dou.

At this moment, when he saw Yuan Ming's breath, it suddenly surged from weak to almost disappear, and its momentum was even better than before. How could he understand that he was breaking through the Sword Immortal.

"How long has it been?"

The son of a famous scholar felt unbelievable. During these days, Yuan Ming was with him and his cultivation level was the clearest. He was the one who knew the most. It would take 80 years to break through to the Sword Immortal.

However, after taking the stage to fight, he erased eighty years of hard work and started to be promoted to Sword Immortal!

"Gouqushan secret technique? Or the talent of the candidate emperor?"

The son of a famous scholar thought about it but couldn't find the answer. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Fang Dou was unfathomable.

If all this was expected by Fang Dou, wouldn't it be...

The son of a famous scholar did not even dare to continue thinking.

...

"you?"

The son of the Rong family was shocked, and he wanted to see a beam of flame that was about to be extinguished, which suddenly rose into a huge fireball. The shock caused by the huge gap made him unable to react for a while.

After Yuan Ming exhausted his mana, he experienced a surge in just a moment, even surpassing the previous one.

The situation is clear, this is a breakthrough in the last battle, and Yuan Ming is going to become a sword immortal.

"How can you get what you want?"

The son of the Rong family responded quickly. There should be no mistakes in the promotion matter. Just a slight push can trigger a chain reaction.

"Failure!"

Seeing this, the son of a fortune teller closed his eyes and was idiot.

If you really can't see the situation clearly, the other party has been suppressed by you several times, and you can turn the tables against the wind, break through at the moment, and your luck is prosperous, so you can't be viewed with common sense.

At this time, you still dare to use defeat, for fear that you will not die quickly enough.

The fortune teller shook his head and thought that the layman was an layman. Even though he was superb and powerful, he lacked the matching vision, he was still half a bottle of water.

As expected, Yuan Ming did not move at all, and his aura became more and more profound after his defeat.

Obviously, he was already getting smoother and smoother on the road to breaking through the Sword Immortal, and he would take his last step at any time.

"Um!"

The son of the Rong family held his hands in vain and suddenly condensed a rattle.

"Inner Demon Drum!"

The son of the Le family couldn't help but speak when he saw this thing.

This magical power is also a magical power from the Le family. It shakes the drum and makes people feel restless and even produces inner demons.

The key is that this magical power is considered the forbidden technique of the Le family! Where did the other party get it?

How many secrets did the Rong family hide?

Hearing the three words "Inner Demon Drum", everyone in the audience retreated, fearing that they would be affected.

On the stage, the inner demon drum condensed by the son of the Rong family was hung on two small hammers next to it, shaking and hitting the drum surface.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The drum sound turned into two cone beams and stabbed towards Yuan Ming's ears. The son of the Rong family made a clear purpose, which was to disrupt his promotion without wasting any effort.

Everyone in the audience was so nervous that they were ready to fight. It also required magic power to drive the inner demon drum so that they would not waste it casually.

When Yuan Ming heard the drum sound, his aura suddenly stopped, and his promotion was unstoppable, and he paused.

"There's a chance!"

The son of the Rong family was overjoyed and did not bother to interrupt others' promotion. In the future, he would be a bloody hatred forever. Now he only wants to win.

"Flying sword, go!"

Yuan Ming used his palms to force, and the flying sword rose, circled around him for a while, and flew straight forward.

The son of the Rong family walked on the wind, staring at the trajectory of the flying sword, ready to dodge at any time.

However, the flying sword target was not him.

"Tear!"

The flying sword slashed in the sky, and the sound of cloth tearing was actually pulled out toward the empty and transparent air.

The sound waves of the inner demon drum were cut off on the spot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuan Ming closed his eyes, twisted his magic power into a force, and violently attacked.

boom!

At this moment, everyone on Mount Tai noticed that there was a major change in the world.

The sign of a great change was nothing else, but Yuan Ming was officially promoted to Sword Immortal.

How can such a movement not make people look at each other and guess Yuan Ming’s abnormality?

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