Chapter 697 The Magic Knife Stone!

Following this shocking dragon roar, a huge energy wave came out from the dragon's mouth of the ink dragon shadow. Even the arena was almost collapsed by the impact.

"Bang!"

The huge energy impacted Xuan Hongguang's body, and Xuan Hongguang was hit more than ten feet away again. However, the huge rebound force also caused the dragon flames to fly out.

Just as Qin Yi expected, as Long Yan performed the "Four Dragon Fighting Styles", Long Yan had the upper hand in an instant.

"Reverse Dragon Style!"

This time, Long Yan's attack did not stop, and he quickly rushed towards Xuan Hongguang with his ink gun.

"Shura Kill——Tenth Style!"

Looking at Long Yan, who suddenly became unimaginably powerful, Xuan Hongguang did not dare to show any slightness. He shouted angrily and jumped up from the ring, with the bloody war spear in his hand constantly stirring.

As he stirred, the bloody war spear split into two, two into four, and four into eight... In an instant, it turned into a dense mass, and all of them stabbed towards Longyan. It was shocking.

"Bang!"

Spears meet.

Xuan Hongguang's dense shadows of war spears all collapsed, and the huge dragon shadow formed by Long Yan's ink spear also dissipated and became invisible. The energy waves that collided spread out in all directions.

"Long Yan, you turned out to be very strong. You are truly worthy of being the purest descendant of the ancient War Dragon family and the War Dragon bloodline. Now, I finally understand why you were at the bottom of the cultivation base, but you were able to successfully advance to the 'Win the Championship' competition!"

Xuan Hongguang stood on the ring with his legs spread apart, looking at Long Yan with shock on his face. Long Yan's combat power was completely beyond his imagination. The "Reverse Dragon Style" just now was really terrifying. If It wasn't that his cultivation had already reached the seventh level of Zongdao, but that at this moment, he was seriously injured and fell under the ring.

At this time, under the ring, all the imperial guards who had mocked Long Rehan just now shut up. There was a burning sensation on their cheeks, as if they had been slapped hard by someone. A few slaps in the face.

The power shown by Long Yan at this time shocked them. They were secretly speculating in their hearts, what would be the result if they stood on the ring and faced this kid?

The result that many people had in mind was that when Long Yan performed the Hidden Dragon Pose, the first of the "Four Fighting Dragon Styles", he was lying under the ring.

Such speculation made them angry and ashamed.

"Xuan Hongguang, you are also very strong, you can be considered a very good whetstone!"

Long Yan always spoke without any taboos. He even flicked his silver hair and grinned, showing his white teeth.

What?

Magic knife stone!

As powerful as Xuan Hongguang, in Long Yan's eyes, he was just a whetstone!

It's so arrogant!

Everyone watching the battle in the audience opened their mouths in astonishment and stared at each other in shock.

Qin Yi, Yang Shiqi, and Xuan Lan in the crowd were also slightly stunned, and then they were a little bit dumbfounded. They knew that Long Yan had always been crazy, but they didn't expect that he would be so crazy. In the "Win the First Prize" competition, His opponent was so powerful, but he only regarded them as whetstones.

In other words, in Long Yan's eyes, this "winner" competition is just a test!

Even Long Yan's master Xian Wencheng couldn't help but smile helplessly.

On the ring, Xuan Hongguang's mouth twitched quite obviously, a look of anger flashed across his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "Long Yan, you are really special, even me, you are just Think of it as just a whetstone.”

As he spoke, he slowly raised the ancient blood-colored war spear in his hand and pointed it at Long Yan from afar: "Okay, I want to see how powerful the ancient martial arts inherited from the Dragon War family is."

Suddenly, ancient blood-colored images appeared on the ancient blood-colored war spear. They looked evil and bloody, making people feel numb.

One after another, ancient blood-colored images rushed into the bloody war spear. The bloody war spear trembled violently, as if an ancient blood demon had suddenly descended into this world.

Is this the final blow?

Feeling the power of the bloody war spear, Long Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, but his gaze became more and more crazy.

"Shura kill - the eleventh kill!"

A violent energy burst out from Xuan Hongguang's body. He held the ancient blood-colored war spear and stabbed at Long Yan like a flowing arrow.

As his spear thrust out, the dense mass of war spear shadows appeared again, and then suddenly merged together to form a stunning war spear with a diameter of half a foot wide and a length of nearly ten feet. , with a harsh sound that breaks through the sky.

Still more than ten feet away, Long Yan was brought up by the strong wind brought by this shocking war spear, blowing his silver hair and clothes back. He held the ink gun in one hand, his eyes were slightly focused, and he stood there motionless. .

"Dragon Fighting Style!"

He suddenly shouted loudly, his body and the ink gun were in a straight line, and he stabbed towards Xuan Hongguang like a meteor. The ink gun in his hand transformed into a dragon again, forming a giant ink dragon shadow more than ten feet long. , quickly facing Xuan Hongguang's shocking war spear.

"Peng!"

The clash of spears and spears was deafening, and the huge energy waves impacted in all directions, making the imperial guards watching the battle from a distance feel a great pressure and feel a little tight in their chests.

In an instant, Xuan Hongguang's shocking war spear returned to its original form. His arm was shattered into a bloody mess and was almost crippled. The power transmitted from the war spear made him even more powerful. For a moment, I almost smelled the breath of death.

His body, like a leaf in the sea, without any weight, flew dozens of feet away and fell under the ring!

Xuan Hongguang was defeated!

Everyone watching the battle in the audience was petrified and their jaws were broken in shock.

A boy whose cultivation was only in the middle of the fifth realm of the half-step of the sect, actually defeated a master whose cultivation had already reached the seventh realm of the half-step of the sect. Such a scene was as unreal as a dream.

"Haha, Xuan Hongguang, are you convinced?"

Long Yan stood on the ring, looking down at Xuan Hongguang on the ground. Although his face was quite pale at the moment, he was full of high spirits, and his silver hair was floating slowly, with a faint glow. The aura of a strong man.

Xuan Hongguang looked gloomy, looking at the dragon flames on the ring, and felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. For a moment, he only felt that the dragon flames on the ring were like a victory that came here from the ancient years.

"Long Yan won the competition on Arena No. 3 and was successfully promoted to the 'Seize the Position' competition. Xuan Hongguang was eliminated!"

Following Yuchi Huai's announcement, the others breathed a sigh of relief, and a sincere smile appeared on their faces. <