The divine tripod hit the purple light pillar in front of Duan Yujie.
Duan Yujie's defense is certainly strong.
But this time, I couldn't bear it anymore.
However, Duan Yujie did not panic at all.
All the purple energy was withdrawn by him, condensed in his hands, and used all his strength to resist the divine cauldron.
"You actually...have a third divine tripod!"
How could Wu Haojun let go of such an opportunity?
As the guardian of the tripod, he has a special connection with the tripod.
As long as he has a thought, he can control those divine cauldrons without even moving a finger.
Otherwise, when he threw the first divine tripod, it would have been snatched away by others.
Duan Yujie naturally copied Wu Haojun's skills, but he didn't expect Wu Haojun to have a third divine tripod.
Wu Haojun succeeded because of a miscalculation.
The next moment.
The purple beam of light in front of Duan Yujie was defeated.
The huge vertical eye in the sky also disappeared together.
Before it even had time to show its power, it disappeared.
Wu Haojun succeeded with one move and immediately launched a counterattack.
I saw the long sword in his hand trembling, and the Dugu Nine Swords coordinated with Shen Ding's attack and stabbed directly towards Duan Yujie's body.
A belief that he must win made Wu Haojun fearless of anything.
"break!"
Wu Haojun shouted loudly, and without any fancy moves, the sword in his hand had already stabbed Duan Yujie in front of him.
This is also Wu Haojun's all-or-nothing approach. After all, all his moves are in vain in front of Duan Yujie.
The next second, Wu Haojun's long sword collided with the purple energy on Duan Yujie's body.
Boom...
The long sword penetrated bit by bit, and Duan Yujie's impenetrable defense appeared numerous cracks and made a clicking sound, and there was a possibility of being pierced at any time.
Wu Haojun wanted to rely on his own strength to drive straight in and break through Duan Yujie's defense.
"One sword determines victory or defeat!"
Seeing that Wu Haojun's sword was about to break through the defense, Duan Yujie did not dodge, but directly summoned his divine cauldron, temporarily resisting Wu Haojun's three divine cauldrons, and at the same time thrust his right hand straight out like Wu Haojun.
This sword struck first and struck Wu Haojun on the shoulder.
Just hear a click!
The sword in Duan Yujie's hand was broken into several sections.
The power of the Deep Sea Treasure Armor was demonstrated again at this moment.
Because Duan Yujie's sword was too fierce, instead of stabbing Wu Haojun, he broke his own sword.
At the same time, Wu Haojun's sword also penetrated Duan Yujie's shoulder.
Blood splattered everywhere.
This was also Wu Haojun's deliberate avoidance, and the thrust was not deep, otherwise his sword would have killed Duan Yujie.
Blood spilled from the corner of Duan Yujie's mouth, but a smile appeared on his face. He looked at Wu Haojun meaningfully, and the vertical eye between his eyebrows gradually disappeared.
"You lost."
Wu Haojun put away his sword and stood up, saying with a relaxed expression.
At this time, the disciples who were kneeling on the ground gradually recovered and stood up. They seemed to not remember much about what had just happened.
When they woke up, the purple aura began to gradually dissipate, and then they noticed that the winner between Wu Haojun and Wu Haojun was decided.
I saw that both of them had put away their offensive and stared at each other.
After this scene, in the eyes of most disciples, they thought that the two of them would have a final duel next.
Unexpectedly, Wu Haojun looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
There was no hostility in each other's eyes, only joy and admiration.
Except for a few people such as Zhou Dazhu, Jin Guagua and Elder Lu, the other elders and disciples were all confused.
Is this the end?
What exactly happened just now?
Wu Haojun asked as calmly as possible: "Who are you? Why do I see a trace of imperial aura in you?"
He knew in his heart that this person named Duan Yujie must have some very special relationship with the current Emperor.
And since he appeared in the secret room, he should naturally be a subordinate of the Human Emperor.
However, besides the Human Emperor, is there anyone else in this world who has the aura of an emperor?
This makes Wu Haojun a little unpredictable.
Just watch Duan Yujie curl his lips and smile, with a hint of arrogance on his face: "You will naturally know it later."
Wu Haojun frowned and snorted a dissatisfaction from his high nostrils.
He was obviously a defeated general, but he still acted aloof in front of himself.
Wu Haojun reached out and grabbed it, and all three divine tripods were returned to the Qiankun Treasure Bag.
The next moment, Duan Yujie had blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his breath was completely scattered, and his whole body was trembling, which showed that he was seriously injured.
"Are you a time traveler?"
Wu Haojun asked tentatively.
Duan Yujie glanced at Wu Haojun, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, did not answer his question, but walked into the crowd with a chic back.
At this time, a voice sounded, and the speaker was the short Elder He.
"I declare that Wu Haojun wins this competition! The next one will be..."
Elder He said loudly.
At this moment, a dark figure flashed across the crowd, and a man holding a long sword rushed behind Wu Haojun like flying.
"Wu Haojun, I'm here to challenge you in this match!"
Just like that, in full view of everyone, the black shadow swung its sword towards Wu Haojun's back, striking at him with overwhelming force.
Wu Haojun recognized this voice. This person was the masked boy from before.
In this case, there was no time to think too much, and he turned around with a sword.
bite!
The two swords intersect.
Wu Haojun felt his body shake slightly, his feet swayed, and he almost stopped standing.
"I want to avenge my grandfather!"
While he was talking, the masked boy had already attacked seven or eight times in a row, each of which was unpredictable.
There are both swordsmanship from Huashan Sword School and moves from Shenjian Sect.
Many sharp-eyed people have already noticed that the martial arts moves used by Wu Haojun and this masked boy are actually the same.
Wu Hao's military god narrowed his eyes slightly, with a smile on his face, but his movements in his hands were not slow at all. He stepped on the Wanli Mizong step, and his footwork was light and changeable. The demon-quenching sword in his hand was full of fierceness and murderous intent.
The two of them fought each other as soon as they came on the stage, especially the masked boy. It was like enemies meeting each other, and he took action to kill Wu Haojun.
This scene happened too suddenly, and the masked boy's swordsmanship was not even inferior to Duan Yujie's, which made it impossible for the elders to separate the two of them.
"That's it, let's see who can win between the two of them."
Elder He said helplessly.
On the side, Jin Guagua blinked a pair of triangular eyes, grinned widely, and looked at Wu Haojun and Wu Haojun with a wicked smile.
"This guy surnamed Sun really kept his word and took advantage of his illness to kill him! It's best to teach Wu Haojun a lesson!"
Clang!
Wu Haojun slashed horizontally and slashed, murderous at every step, the sword light intertwined with the masked boy, as fierce as a mountain, and his sharp edge was revealed.
Compared to Wu Haojun, the masked boy was able to move a thousand pounds with ease, and his swordsmanship was so tricky and weird that even Wu Haojun couldn't find a flaw in it.
Suddenly, the long sword in the masked boy's hand suddenly transformed into a spiritual snake, which flew toward Wu Haojun's neck and bit it down.