Chapter 461 Tianjiao-Level Battle

"When there is pressure, there will be motivation and explosion."

Ye Feng appeared out of thin air on the top of Feilai Peak, smiled and glanced at the disciples, "Watch this battle carefully."

"Yes." The disciples nodded.

Everyone looked at the center of Fuyun Yousen.

There, it was the discussion between the three disciples of Tianjiao in the capital and the Misty Sect.

In the first game, Huo Yunjie played against Gongsun Batian.

high altitude.

Chilling wind.

Gongsun Batian had dreadlocks on his head, and his skin was bronze-colored. It was obvious that he had toiled hard in the training of the body.

He waved the giant axe and said loudly, "I heard that your name is Huo Yunjie, and you defeated Zhu Lei in public?"

Hearing this, Zhu Lei's teeth trembled with anger.

You said you and Huo Yunjie will fight, why tell me about my defeat?

What a loss!

Huo Yunjie said: "We won by luck."

"Zhu Lei's strength is average. He is my defeat. If you can beat him, it means you are qualified to fight me."

Gongsun Batian said loudly.

Hearing this, Zhu Lei was so angry that he almost cursed his mother.

Huo Yunjie's expression didn't change, he said, "It's useless to talk too much, you can make a move!"

"it is good!"

Gongsun Batian flew over fiercely.

Holding an axe in both hands, he struggled to slash down, but he was using pure physical strength to deal with Huo Yunjie.

Clang!

Huo Yunjie put away the low-grade cold light sword, pulled out the middle-grade cold frost sword, and with a single stroke, he picked up the giant axe, and the long sword stabbed straight at Gongsun Batian's chest.

Seeing this, Zhu Lei was angry again.

last war,

Huo Yunjie used a low-grade cold light sword, and in this battle, he actually took out a middle-grade cold frost sword. Isn't this obviously looking down on him?

Thinking of this, Zhu Lei was very depressed.

"You're careless!"

At this time, Gongsun Batian quickly changed the giant axe to a horizontal split, smashed the Frost Sword into the air, and smashed it out with a punch, directly hitting Huo Yunjie's chest.

"Do you think I don't know?"

Huo Yunjie pulled out the low-grade Hanguang sword and placed it in front of him to block Gongsun Batian's punch. With the help of his strength, he stepped back dozens of meters, stretched out his hand, and caught the middle-grade Hanshuang sword.

"Hey, you have a lot of combat experience!"

Gongsun Batian praised.

He is a physique, and his strength is amazing. The reason why the first axe can be picked up by Huo Yunjie is purely deliberately revealing flaws, attracting Huo Yunjie to melee, and then crushing the opponent.

But who knows, Huo Yunjie saw that this was a conspiracy.

"Since your combat experience is so rich, then you don't need any fancy testing, just go straight!"

Gongsun Batian wielded a giant axe, raised it high, and slashed down with all his might, bringing with him an aura that was a hundred feet long.

"Double swords come together!"

Huo Yunjie's left hand was a low-grade Hanguang sword, and his right hand was a middle-grade cold frost sword, which crossed out, blocking the impact of the giant axe.

Clang clang!

The two sides constantly clashed, weapons collided, making harsh sounds, and shock waves swept all around.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the arrogant battle!"

Someone sighed.

Although they were also in the Primordial Gathering Realm and their cultivation was not low, if they really wanted to fight Huo Yunjie and Gongsun Batian, they would probably be defeated in a few rounds.

"Sword Drawing!"

The battle between the two sides reached a fierce moment, but Huo Yunjie suddenly retreated dozens of meters, and at the same time returned the sword to the sheath, and then tried to draw the sword.

Swish!

The dazzling crossed sword light slashed out, tearing apart the void, Gongsun Batian's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly waved the giant axe to resist.

"Ingenious catalogue!"

Huo Yunjie put his sword back into the sheath again, and quickly clenched his hands. Immediately behind him, a picture scroll appeared. Countless water swords and vines rushed out one after another, some feinting from the front, and some attacking from behind.

"Furious War!"

Gongsun Batian burst into the strongest momentum, soaring into the sky, shaking all the water swords and vines away.

However, through the endless fragments, he saw Huo Yunjie who was drawing his sword.

"Sword Drawing!"

Huo Yunjie suddenly pulled out the low-grade cold light sword.

The ruthless sword intent penetrated into the sword, and as soon as it was pulled out, the surrounding water vapor condensed into frost, like a ruthless storm, rolling towards Gongsun Batian.

"What a powerful sword intent!"

Gongsun Batian relied on his physical body to resist, wielding a giant axe, blocking the oncoming sword energy.

But the next moment, Huo Yunjie turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already standing not far behind Gongsun Batian.

"The spell "Backstab"?" Mo Ying, who was watching the battle, was taken aback, but he did not expect that Huo Yunjie also learned this spell.

"Sword Drawing!"

Huo Yunjie drew his sword again.

This time, he pulled out the stronger mid-grade Frost Sword. As soon as the long sword came out, the surrounding area was instantly icy and snowy. Countless winds and frost slapped Gongsun Batian's body, making him feel cold.

tear it up!

This time, the power of the sword glow was terrifying, so powerful that even Gongsun Batian looked horrified.

He tried to escape, but the ice and snow slowed him down, the broken psychic catalog was reorganized again, and a large number of vines attacked.

Gongsun Batian couldn't dodge in time and was locked in place.

"Furious War!"

In order to ward off the attack, Gongsun Batian had no choice but to continue to burst out with all his momentum, finally shaking off the surrounding frost and vines, and then slashed down with an axe in both hands.

Clang!

However, Gongsun Batian still underestimated the power of the sword-drawing technique, and the giant axe that was slashed was knocked out, and he was also swept away by a force of energy, and fell to the ground from a high altitude.

A shocking sword mark appeared on his chest.

"You are defeated!"

Huo Yunjie followed closely, with two swords on Gongsun Batian's neck, making the latter's face stiff.

"I lost!"

The arrogance of the king stomped his feet in anger.

Zhu Lei shrugged and said, "Gongsun Batian, you've been bragging all day, and now you've lost yourself, huh!"

"In the first battle, the Misty Sect won!"

Although very reluctant, Huang Pingfeng announced the result.

"Great!"

"I knew that the disciples of the Misty Sect were not simple."

"This time, we have saved a small part of our face in the Nanjiang River Basin."

Compared with the depression of the young Tianjiao in the capital, the practitioners in the Nanjiang River Basin cheered loudly.

Two wins out of three games, and now one win has been won.

Even if they lose the last two games, it is enough to show that the younger generation in the Nanjiang River Basin is talented.

"The next battle, it's my turn."

Qiao Jiaxi shouted.

His momentum broke ten times in an instant, bathed in golden light all over his body, soared into the air, and hovered in the center of the floating cloud and secluded forest.

"Physical repair?"

"It's weird, how can body repair fly?"

People from all major forces were puzzled and whispered, but they could not discuss the results.

"This is Qiao Jiaxi. I know him. In the underground proving ground of the county king city, he showed a strong combat power and is a true genius."

Some people recognized Qiao Jiaxi and introduced it loudly.

"Physical training? What level?" Huang Pingfeng looked at Qiao Jiaxi, "This little brother, you can choose a cultivator of the same level to fight among the many talents in our capital."

He pointed behind him, where dozens of people stood.

"Anyone below the fourth level of the Yuanyuan Realm, come as you like." Qiao Jiaxi's voice was calm, and the momentum on her body turned into a storm, making it difficult for casual practitioners to approach.

"Then I will come to meet you!"

A young man at the third level of the Yuanyuan Realm walked out, holding dozens of small flying knives.

Qiao Jiaxi looked at this person and said, "The inner disciple of the Misty Sect, Qiao Jiaxi."

The young man with flying knife said: "The descendant of the Li family in the capital, Li He!"

"Fight!" Qiao Jiaxi didn't want to waste time.

Clang!

Li He threw dozens of flying knives, like a sword formation, hovering around him and flying, each of them exuding a sharp, icy aura, able to easily cut through the body of a lower-level demon general.

"Liu Ye Fei Dao, there are no false hairs!"

Li He pointed to Qiao Jiaxi in the distance, and pointed to Qiao Jiaxi in the distance. More than half of the flying knives burst out of the air in an instant, reached around Qiao Jiaxi in an instant, and stabbed at different parts of him.

"Good come!"

Qiao Jiaxi suddenly clenched his fist, and the momentum on his body broke through the extreme moment, climbing to twelve times.

Clang!

He used both fists and feet to repel the first attack of the Flying Knife Formation, leaving him unscathed.

"What a strong body!"

Seeing this, everyone was amazed.

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