On the stage of the competition.

The two of them were still fighting fiercely, with various martial arts frequently appearing, and their fighting soul talents were constantly being used, and swords and swords were everywhere.

"Pong!"

This is the sound of weapons colliding. A sword flips and a sword dances, Qin Yan's sword skills are getting faster and faster, and even the speed of the two illusion clones is a little faster.

After Qin Yan's Rain Sword was used, Wang Xianba had already teleported his war soul talent, his body disappeared in front of him, and appeared behind Qin Yan, and suddenly slashed down with a knife.

"Bang!"

This sword can cut off gold with force, and even the entire stage is shocked.

"Try my sword." Immediately, the Black Ya Sword danced out a sword flower, like a stream of light, flashing with a blue light, and a move of the Yu-Covering Sword Jingwu Fengyun hit it out.

"Crash!"

After a loud bang, thick smoke rose everywhere, and a wave of air rolled around, blowing down the people watching the competition in the viewing area.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

The two of them still did not decide a winner on the stage. It should be said that neither of them took advantage of the opponent. However, because Qin Yan's time-saving performance was limited, he continued to use such evil martial arts, and his innate true energy was constantly losing, but the sword in his hand was still extremely sharp, which made Wang Xianba unable to get any benefits.

On the contrary, Wang Xianba's eyes were covered with bloodshot and his face was full of smiles.

He is happy and happy. Among the younger generation, there is finally someone who can fight him so happily.

Wang Xianba was born in the Wang family. When he was born, there were changes in the world, which shocked everyone in this area. He gathered thousands of favors since he was a child and received appreciation from the ancestors of the Wang family.

At the age of ten, he started to practice martial arts with the ancestors of the Wang family. At the age of fifteen, he was already at the peak of the acquired eight stars and reached the peak at the age of sixteen. At the same time, he triggered a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth, successfully passed through the three levels of twenty-seven heavenly tribulations, entered the innate realm, and was shocked by this area.

After entering the innate realm, Wang Xianba is different from ordinary innate warriors. Just a warrior with one star innate can cross two steps with one hand and fight against the innate three star warriors. Finally, he tore his body with both hands and broke up his soul.

Such vicious methods made the people of the Wang family tremble in their hearts, but Wang Dong only smiled. In his heart, he believed that Wang Xianba was the hope for the rise of the Wang family.

Since entering martial arts, it has attracted much attention from thousands of people. In this area, the youngest generation of Wang Xianba cannot do anything to Qin Yan, who only has the innate star.

Everyone's eyes were bulging and almost fell to the ground.

The two people used a lot of martial arts in their hands and weapons.

But Qin Yan still used the sword of defeat because he knew that Wang Xianba still had one trump card that had not been used yet.

Because Wang Xianba once crossed three steps and killed the warrior of the three-star innate warrior like himself, he must have relied on his trump card martial arts.

"Boom!"

A knife slashed at Qin Yan, and Qin Yan took the step of Xue Wuhen to the extreme and hurriedly dodged.

But at the same time, Wang Xianba also disappeared, and then appeared behind him, and suddenly kicked him out with one foot.

"Bang!"

Off the stage, Yue Fangshen looked at Qin Yan and Wang Xianba who were fighting hard on the stage and sighed: "All the younger generation of geniuses, we... are old."

Just next to him, Yue Feng nodded when he heard his father say this.

Indeed, the two people on the stage are all geniuses of the younger generation. Wang Xianba is terrifying. No one in Qingyang City doesn’t know, but now there is a Qin Yan who is even more terrifying than Wang Xianba.

With three talent for fighting souls, he crossed five steps to fight against the King Xianba. Qin Yan deserves to be the peerless genius of the younger generation. Perhaps no one in the Eastern Wilderness can match his footsteps.

Once upon a time, he also knew the name of this person, Qin Meng. This generation of disciple who was lazy and fun in Wangyue Sect was still a star after half a year ago, but now? It has only half a year passed and has crossed a great realm and achieved the innate realm.

He was moving forward quickly. If the younger generations were climbing a mountain at the same time, then he was unwilling to move at the foot of the mountain before, but now he has caught up with them.

"boom!"

At this moment, a messy air spread on the stage.

"Is this the last move?" Wang Xianba held the knife on Qin Yan's Black Ya Sword, and said in a cold smile: "I will definitely make you this last move. If you don't want to be killed, use that move. Without an opponent like you, I'm really lonely."

"Now... it's not time yet." Qin Yan smiled mysteriously, and suddenly increased his strength in his hand. The effect of the strong blood and the strength of his whole body pushed Wang Xianba away.

"It's not time yet?" Wang Xianba smiled regretfully and said, "Since that's the case, I'll send you on the way."

"Random knife!"

"Slay the wind!"

"Bloody!"

"This...this is..." Suddenly, Shen Wanhao stood up in shock and looked at Wang Xianba on the stage, "This is the...crazy sword technique of the Feng family in the Central Plains!"

"What?" Yue Fangshen stood up from the stool and said in surprise: "Old Monster Shen, do you think this is the martial arts of the Feng family in the Central Plains? How is that possible?"

Shen Wanhao changed his face and shook his head and said, "I will never read it wrong. Because just two years ago, when I went to the East Wilderness, I met the Feng family. They used this kind of martial arts and killed more than a thousand people in succession."

"The Rain Sword Formation." Suddenly, Qin Yan on the stage moved. Because he felt the threat from Wang Xianba and the danger of his life, he danced a sword flower with his sword.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, countless sword lights fell from the sky and turned into sword rain.

At this time, Wang Xianba suddenly slashed three times in a row!

"Boom!"

The power was so great that a crack appeared on the stage where the hard can withstand Wang Dong's attack.

"Crash!"

The entire stage could no longer hold on. Qin Yan's Rain Sword Formation, coupled with the three slashes of the Crazy Sword Techniques performed by Wang Xianba, suspected to be the Zhongyuan Feng family, had already collapsed the entire stage.

But in the blink of an eye, the sword rain stopped, and the stage turned into a pile of ruins.

"Meng'er!"

"Immortal Bastard!"

Wang Dong and Kong Wenxuan stood up at the same time and shouted anxiously.

In the ruins, the shadows of the two people were still standing, but the smoke covered everyone's sight.

"You are indeed very strong, and you are stronger than me." At this time, a very familiar voice sounded from the smoke: "This is probably that mysterious and powerful martial arts, right?"

"No, this is not yet." This is Kong Wenxuan's very familiar voice.

"I didn't expect that you were hiding your martial arts skills." The voice was low for a while, and then said, "Although I didn't kill you in this battle, I feel very happy."

"But I'm not very happy." Another voice said hoarsely: "I will definitely find what your Wang family owes me."

"Hahahaha. If that's true, then I, Wang Xianba, are always waiting for your big drive!"

The smoke gradually dissipated, and at this time everyone could see clearly that the shadows of the two people, Qin Yan and Wang Xianba, were covered with scars. The difference was that Wang Xianba was covered with sword marks everywhere. There were two very deep knife marks on Qin Yan's chest and shoulders, but it was vaguely visible that the knife marks were constantly healing.

"I lost."

At the conference, there was a silence, and even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

"This time the competition! Qin Yan of the Wangyue Sect! Win!"

As soon as the words fell, the conference was originally silent, and I don’t know who shouted out three good things!

"Okay! OK! OK!"

After this sound came, applause began to appear. Of course, these applauses were not only given to the winner Qin Yan, but also to Wang Xianba.

"Win! Win! Meng'er won!" The elder jumped three feet high with joy!

"Yes." Kong Siyu's eyes were full of joy.

Mei Moran and Mo Lengxuan also laughed. The two of them turned their heads and looked at each other, holding each other's hands tightly in the palm of their hands.

Kong Wenxuan, who was beside him, also showed a gratified smile.

"Qin Meng... defeated Wang Xianba." Yue Feng said in a daze.

Yue Fangshen nodded and nodded, "This is what I expected. Although Qin Meng is young and his skills are five steps lower than Wang Xianba, he has three talent for fighting souls, so it will be a matter of time before he wins this competition."

"Maybe after this battle, this person who belongs to the Wangyue Sect and this person named Qin Meng have already looked down on the younger generation of warriors."

Prestige the younger generation.

At this time, Qin Yan could indeed bear these six words.

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Chapter completed!