Hearing this, Leng Xuan was suddenly startled, and quickly turned his gaze to the stone platform. At this moment, Shui Hantian rose into the sky, with blue light shining all over his body, and went straight towards the sword light. When he was in mid-air,
His figure suddenly rotated rapidly. As he rotated, the blue light rippled out layer by layer like water waves, forming a huge light shield in the air to protect him.
The moment the beam of sword light came into contact with the light shield, a huge "rumbling" sound resounded throughout the world. A powerful airflow burst out from the center of the two and spread rapidly to the surroundings. Those who were closer to the stone platform
Most of the spectators were immediately thrown away by the shock wave. Only some stronger cultivators still stood firmly in place. Not only that, under the impact of the powerful airflow, even the four nearby
The competition platform suspended in mid-air trembled slightly. Seeing this, several referees had to temporarily stop the competition between the eight players to avoid being affected again. When the commotion caused by the battle calmed down, everyone focused their attention again
When they arrived at the stone platform, they saw Rong Bingqiang standing upright in the air, while Shui Hantian was lying on the stone platform covered in blood, motionless, as if he had no breath.
Leng Xuan, who was watching the battle in the audience, suddenly changed his expression when he saw Shui Hantian lying on the ground. He gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and secretly prayed in his heart: "Get up! Get up!" At this moment, Shui Hongyu and
Shui Minghua and the others had also arrived at the competition ground. Looking at Shui Hantian, who was covered in blood and lying motionless on the ground, Shui Hongyu's eyes turned red instantly. He shouted Shui Hantian's name loudly, but the opponent
But there was no movement. Just as the referee was about to go on stage for inspection, he suddenly heard a gentle, slightly choked voice: "Han Tian, please, you... you must not be okay." Hearing this voice.
, Shui Hantian's body moved slightly. After a moment, he slowly raised his head and looked down. He saw Yu Linglong standing in the crowd, her eyes full of eyes, looking at him with a sad face.
Shui Hantian coughed and spat out a few mouthfuls of bloody saliva, then gently raised the corners of his lips and squeezed out a smile at Yu Linglong.
When Leng Xuan saw this, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, judging from the current situation, Shui Hantian might not be able to fight anymore. At this time, Rong Bingqiang, who was standing proudly in the air, sneered: "Master Shui, I
Give you a chance and admit defeat. You are no match for me." Without saying a word, Shui Hantian struggled to get up from the ground, then narrowed his cold eyes and stared straight at Rong Bingqiang. After a moment, he raised his head
His trembling right hand was placed flat in the air. With a burst of dazzling light, he saw a sword more than three feet long in his hand. The surface of the sword was emerald-colored, with streaks of light
The shallow lines are like blue waves rippling in the sun, colorful and dazzling. With the sword in hand, a powerful and unparalleled momentum rises from Shui Hantian's body, even worse than before. The audience
When Shui Hongyu saw Shui Hantian summoning the sword, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly said: "Hantian, stop it quickly."
However, Shui Hantian seemed not to hear his words. He held the sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword diagonally. Blood flowed down the back of his hand towards the jasper-colored sword body.