Chapter 308: Xuan Tianzong Wins, You Go First, the Real Highlight

"Is this guy dying?"

Jin Yun's scalp tingles when he sees Murong Xuan who is only attacking but not defending.

The opponent's strength was supposed to be stronger than him, but because of his geographical advantage, logically speaking, he could beat the opponent.

But Murong Xuan was too crazy.

Only attacking but not defending, as if he was dying.

How terrifying can a person who doesn't even want his life burst out? ! Jin Yun now realizes it.

The crimson flames were flying in the sky, and the scorching sword gas turned into a heat wave and rolled in the ice and snow. It was the only bright color in the ice and snow.

During the battle, Murong Xuan already had a lot of bloodstains slashed by ice crystals on his body, and bursts of icy aura eroded through the wounds constantly eroding his body, freezing his limbs.

Opposite him, Jin Yun, who was also injured a lot, sneered at Murong Xuan, whose movements became stiff.

"The cold air contained in my ice crystals can erode the meridians, flesh and blood and even freeze the internal organs. Now you should be unable to move an inch. I won this battle." Jin Yun said.

"It's too early to tell."

Murong Xuan smiled lightly, and saw that scarlet flames spurted out from his body, quickly dispelling the cold energy in his body.

Seeing this, Jin Yun's pupils shrank slightly, "You guys actually let the spiritual power burn in your body. If you use this method to expel the cold, the flames will also burn your body!"

"Mad, do you really want to die?"

Murong Xuan's face showed a touch of pain, but he grinned and said: "Compared to the ruins of the spiritual ruins, compared to the training of the head, this pain is nothing, I said that I want to win!!"

His figure burst out and launched the second round of offensive.

His injuries are more serious, but the attack is getting more and more violent.

The flames surrounded him, the long sword trembled in his hand, and the surrounding ice and snow could not make him retreat even a little bit.

At this moment, Murong Xuan was like a flame demon who came out of hell.

"Damn, damn!"

Facing this fatal attack, Jin Yun was afraid in his heart.

"Nine Yang Divine Art, Seven Yang Slash!"

Murong Xuan gathered all the spiritual energy in his body, and the majestic flames spewed out with him at the center, turning into seven huge fireballs!

As the seven suns are filled with incomparably hot temperatures, the entire snow-capped mountain has actually produced an avalanche under this power.

The seven suns merged with sword energy and slashed towards Murong Xuan frantically! !

"Ice Mirror!!"

Jin Yun roared loudly, his spiritual power surged, and the ice attribute Dao Yun burst out instantly, and the mixed spiritual power turned into a hexagonal ice mirror in front of him!

The first fireball hit the ice mirror and exploded!

The energy swept all directions.

Immediately after that, the second, the third, the fourth...

When the fifth one fell on the ice mirror, the ice mirror finally couldn't bear the cracks, and it turned into countless ice crystals.

The sixth and seventh fireballs hit Jin Yun!

The scorching fire sword energy penetrated into Jin Yun's body, frantically destroying his body, causing him to scream in agony.

With a thud, Jin Yun fell to the ground with smoke all over his body.

And after Murong Xuan performed his last move, he was lying on the ground exhausted, and it was difficult to even move his fingers.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help looking at each other.

"How does this count? Is it a tie?"

"Don't you want to play another game?"

"No, you see."

In the picture, Murong Xuan, who had fallen to the ground, slowly got up from the snow and staggered to his feet.

Opposite him, Jin Yun struggled to get up, but in the end he failed, and he fainted with a tilt of his head.

Seeing this, Murong Xuan raised his arms high and declared victory!

For a time, the audience burst into a huge cheer.

"Win! Xuan Tianzong wins!"

"Finally won!"

"Haha, turn the tide against the wind!"

"Xuantianzong mighty!"

Beside Chu Kuangren, Nangong Huang, Qin Wushuang and several other Daoists were also extremely excited, and they were almost jumping for joy.

But compared to the excitement of the few people, Chu Kuangren's expression was very calm, his eyes were cold, and there was no emotion at all.

He came to the Battle Arena and supported Murong Xuan, who was bruised.

"Don't kill you."

Madman Chu said angrily.

"Oh, I promised to bring the champion back, how can I break my promise." Murong Xuan said with a chuckle.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't hold it any longer and lost consciousness.

"Okay, this is another dizzy one."

Chu Kuangren cast a spring breeze and rain spell on the other party, and then said to Nangong Huang and others: "You guys go back first."

People were quite puzzled.

"Master, we won, don't you want this prize?"

"It's okay, I'll take it back for you."

Chu madman smiled lightly.

Lan Yu pondered for a while, and then said to Nangong Huang and others: "Let's go back first, just leave it to Young Master here."

"OK then."

Nangong Huang and several others seemed to have a premonition.

Several people left than the battlefield.

Not far away, the Palace Master of the Heavenly King was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched.

"I lost, I lost!!"

"how can that be?!"

"How can the strength of the disciples of Xuan Tianzong be so strong?!"

The Palace Lord of the Heavenly King was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.

And in the referee's bench.

The Thirteen Prefects also reluctantly announced: "This competition for hegemony is over, and the winner is... Xuan Tianzong!"

The audience cheered.

A group of saints shook their heads and sighed.

"In the end, the people of Xuan Tianzong will win."

"Yes, this sect is so amazing. I didn't expect that there are so many outstanding talents besides Chu Kuangren."

But soon, everyone realized that something was wrong.

Lan Yu, Nangong Huang and others left? !

How is this going?

Didn't get the award?

"Chu madman hasn't left yet."

Everyone looked at Chu Kuangren in the arena, extremely puzzled.

At the referee's bench, the thirteenth prefect also said: "Master Chu, you won, why did your disciples leave first?"

"They have worked hard, let them go back to rest first, and let me, the head of the family, come and take care of the aftermath for them."

"Will you help them receive the award? That's fine too."

The Thirteen Prefects took out a Qiankun Ring.

When he took it and handed it to Chu Kuangren, he saw a white palm that kept expanding in front of him, and then slapped it directly on his face, and his body involuntarily flew out and smashed into the wall.

Chu Kuangren caught the Qiankun Ring dropped by the other party and said indifferently: "In addition to accepting the award, I will help them by the way... to get justice!!"

The sudden change made everyone present suddenly change color.

Chu madman actually beat the referee? !

The saints who were about to leave all stopped.

"Come, come, the real big show is coming!"

Patriarch Lei Falcon, Patriarch Linghu and the others lit up.

Cult Master Bai Lian couldn't help shaking his head, "I knew, how could this guy give up after being treated like this? He probably has endured it for a long time, and it's only now that he has an attack. It's hard for him."

On the referee's bench, the 11th and 12th prefects stood up immediately, staring at Madman Chu angrily.

"what do you want to do!"