Both of them had reached the peak of the Immortal Master. First they had a fist-to-bone fight, and then Feng Xian took out a stick and started a battle with Wang Gang's sword skills.
Colorful ripples were seen oscillating in the field, but the space formation here was very stable, and outsiders could only feel the energy fluctuations, but would not be affected.
Huang Mao watched it with great interest. He also used a stick. He finally saw a colleague without blinking!
"It seems that Feng Xian can't hold it any longer!"
"You dare to challenge Wang Gang just because of Feng Xian, are you looking for death?"
"Haha, is this his own nine-life stick technique? I don't think much of it!"
Many people whispered.
Just as the crowd said, Wang Gang's attack was as fast and fierce as a tiger, forcing Feng Xian to retreat step by step. Even if Feng Xian used his own nine-life stick technique, he was still at a disadvantage and had no ability to parry.
Soon, dense scars appeared on Feng Xian's body, the tiger's mouth burst open, and blood flowed profusely.
At this time, Huang Mao asked nervously: "Boss, who do you think is stronger and who is weaker among these two people?"
Xiao Long said: "Feng Xian."
"But Feng Xian can't hold it any longer!" Huang Mao said anxiously.
As for Huang Mao, of course he supported Feng Xian. After all, he finally met a master of stick skills, and Huang Mao could learn from him.
"Feng Xian seems to be losing ground, but in fact he is secretly accumulating strength and looking for Wang Gang's loopholes. Wang Gang's offensive is fierce, but it has already broken. If he cannot win in one go, he will lose miserably. It is very likely that Feng Xian will be defeated by Feng Xian.
Counterattack and defeat with one move!" Xiao Long said calmly.
"That's it." Huang Mao touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.
With Xiao Long's explanation, Huang Mao felt completely at ease.
Hearing this, Liu Yan looked at the field. The fight between the two was dazzling at the moment. People who were stronger than them might not know the result, but Xiao Long could distinguish it, which showed that he had great eyesight.
"Hmph! What a shame!"
At this time, a majestic young man not far away snorted and said disdainfully.
This person is Wang Gang's eldest brother Wang Qiang. Hearing that someone thought his younger brother would lose, he couldn't help but sneer at him.
"A nobody dares to point fingers at my Wang family's children. Who do you think you are?" Wang Qiang snorted coldly.
Huang Mao immediately yelled angrily: "We are talking about ours, what does it have to do with you?"
"You said my brother will lose, how can it be none of my business?"
Wang Qiang stood up, the sword in his hand appeared, and they faced each other.
"What do you want?" Huang Mao asked.
"What else can you do? Do you dare to compete with me?" Wang Qiang said angrily.
"Who is afraid of whom?" Huang Mao said.
At this time, Xuanyuan Leng said: "If you two want to compete, it's not too late to wait until the fight is over."
"Humph!" Wang Qiang sat back after hearing this.
However, the two Dongfang family members in the dark seemed to be aware of the fight here and glanced at Xiao Long.
It doesn't matter, at first sight, the pupils of the two Dongfang tribesmen immediately contracted.
"Eh? Isn't that exactly the person we are looking for?" Dongfang Qiang's eyes lit up.
"Xiao Long, how dare he show up!"
The two looked at each other as if they had discovered an unexpected surprise.
"Notify the family immediately, surround Qingting Pavilion, and kill him as soon as the martial arts tea party is over!" Dongfang Qiang said coldly.
"Okay!" Dongfang Lei took out the summons token.
At this moment, the battle on the field has reached a fever pitch. Wang Gang has always had the upper hand, but no matter what, he cannot turn his advantage into victory.
He kept pressing Feng Xian to fight, and the opponent kept retreating, with blood flowing from his body.
But he is undefeated.
Feng Xian's muscles were broken and the stick was covered in blood, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter. After being injured, not only did his offensive not slow down, but it became stronger and stronger.
"drink!"
Suddenly, taking advantage of Wang Gang's sword skills to relax, Feng Xian shouted loudly, and the force of the stick suddenly increased, breaking Wang Gang's sword skills, and hit Wang Gang's head with the stick, like a broken bamboo.
"Bang!"
Just like smashing a watermelon, Wang Gang's head exploded.
The whole audience was stunned.
They didn't expect that Feng Xian, who had been suppressed and beaten, suddenly reversed course, and killed him with one move! No one could react!
This sudden comeback caused some praises to be heard from the sidelines.
Wang Qiang on the sidelines was stunned.
He didn't expect that Xiao Long actually got it right. He even guessed the process perfectly. Feng Xian found the flaw and counterattacked to kill him instantly!
At this moment, Wang Gang's head was exploded, and an illusory soul floated out, his face full of resentment.
"You attacked me secretly?" Wang Gang said angrily.
"Don't you speak through your brain? Frontal combat is also called a sneak attack? That's right, you have lost your brain." Feng Xian mocked unceremoniously.
"You are looking for death!" Wang Gang took a step forward.
But he only had one soul body left and his strength was greatly reduced. Feng Xian was not afraid at all and pointed the stick at him.
In anger, Wang Gang had no choice but to take away his headless body.
Fortunately, at their level, as long as they have the right elixir, they can completely repair the mutilated corpse.
No one needs to remind him, Huang Mao has already taken the initiative to take the stage.
When Wang Qiang saw this, he gritted his teeth and walked up.
Feng Xian was stunned and said to Huang Mao: "You want to fight against Wang Gang's eldest brother? He is an invincible immortal, a master with almost one-star combat power!"
"What are you afraid of? Watch me blow his head off." Huang Mao said with a smile.
Seeing this, Feng Xian had no choice but to step off the stage.
Wang Qiang laughed angrily and gritted his teeth: "I want to see how you can beat me..."
He took out a large knife.
"Bang!"
Then, there is no more.
I saw that the yellow-haired stick had fallen on his head, blowing his head and his upper body completely to pieces.
Blood spilled all over the floor.
It's already over before it even begins.
"How is it possible?" Wang Gang had not recovered from the failure, and his eldest brother was defeated in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, everyone in the audience stared at each other, and an idea appeared in their minds -
"One star combat power!"
"This person is not a simple invincible immortal, he has reached one-star combat power!"
"If you can kill Wang Qiang instantly, you must have this kind of strength!"
At this time, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Huang Mao.
In Qingting Pavilion, among the more than one hundred people who participated in the martial arts tea party, less than ten had one-star combat power. Huang Mao's strength was enough to rank among the top ten.
People who can reach one-star combat power, if they are young, are qualified to enter the Eight Ancient Sects, and will be respected everywhere.
At this time, Wang Qiang's soul, which had just emerged from the corpse, no longer had the courage to challenge.
An instant kill with one stick, one star of combat power, what a joke!
Wang Qiang picked up his body and left in despair.
At the end of the two battles, the Wang brothers were defeated miserably.
Everyone couldn't help but sigh, there was another master.
Huang Mao walked off the stage leisurely.
Just before he stepped off the stage, a sword suddenly flew over.
As if on conditioned reflex, Huang Mao raised his stick to block, but was shocked and took several steps back.