Chapter 295 End

On the battlefield!

The figures of Jian Xuan and Xiang Feng intertwined.

The battle was very intense!

Jian Xuan was agile, waving the long sword in his hand, turning into a silver lightning, so fast that it was difficult to dodge!

Xiang Feng swung the long halberd vigorously, and his moves were surging and continuous.

"Bang! Clang! Clang!"

The sound of the two weapons colliding continued to sound on the battlefield, sparks flew, and at the same time, the afterimages of Xiang Feng and Jian Xuan kept changing positions on the stage!

Their speed was so fast that in the sight of many people, countless afterimages of the two fighting appeared on the battlefield.

Xiang Feng's own defense was amazing, and his offensive was open and closed, extremely powerful, and he took a fighting style of breaking all methods with one force.

On the other hand, Jian Xuan, with a body as flexible as a swallow, holding a long sword in his hand, and his sword moves were tricky. While blocking Xiang Feng's offensive, he looked for his flaws and kept testing, which made Xiang Feng very irritated!

"Hah..."

Suddenly, Xiang Feng swung his halberd vigorously, and terrifying energy gathered on the halberd, trying to repel Jian Xuan with a thunderous blow, but Jian Xuan was very flexible, stepped forward and easily dodged.

After the two began fighting, Xiang Feng was basically the one attacking, and Jian Xuan was more defensive.

After a long time, Xiang Feng's physical energy was greatly consumed, and he himself knew it, so he wanted to end the battle quickly.

Jian Xuan also knew Xiang Feng's intention, but he followed the opponent's thinking, consuming Xiang Feng's physical strength and letting the opponent reveal his flaws.

After a while.

Jian Xuan felt that the time was almost right, Xiang Feng had gradually revealed his flaws, and it was time to fight back!

"Nameless Sword Art!"

Accompanied by Jian Xuan's light sigh, the holy sword light was as dazzling as the bright moon, the sword energy whistled, and it made a sharp and piercing sound when it cut through the air, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

Xiang Feng suddenly felt the pressure doubled, but he did not retreat, but became more excited. This kind of hearty battle was what he had been looking forward to!

As for winning or losing, it seemed unimportant to him at this moment, he just wanted to have a good fight!

The long halberd kept swinging, and the fierce collision sound echoed on the battlefield. After a fierce collision, the two retreated one after another.

"Jian Xuan, it's almost done!"

"There's no need to fight any more!"

"Let's decide the outcome with one strike, save some physical energy, there may be opponents to fight later..." The two were in opposition, and Xiang Feng spoke.

"Okay!" Jian Xuan nodded slightly!

Then, the energy between heaven and earth surged, and the energy of heaven and earth began to gather madly to the weapons in the hands of the two, and the breath was extremely amazing.

"God and Demon Heavy Strike!" Xiang Feng swung the halberd in his hand, and the terrifying energy gathered on the halberd, indestructible and indestructible!

"Silver Kill!" The dazzling silver-white sword light gathered at the tip of the sword, forming a terrifying sword light, exuding the meaning of cutting through the sky!

Rumble!

As the two attacked at the same time, two terrifying energies collided with each other, making a deafening sound.

An energy storm that seemed to destroy the world erupted on the battlefield, covering the sky and the sun, extremely terrifying.

The battlefield was hazy at the moment, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly. Everyone looked at the battlefield shrouded in fog and discussed heatedly, guessing who would be the final winner!

After a while!

The energy dissipated, and when everyone saw the situation on the battlefield, they immediately exclaimed.

The situation on the field at this moment.

It was not a one-sided situation as everyone thought.

Jian Xuan and Xiang Feng each occupied one side. Both of them looked normal, and neither of them had any particularly serious injuries. They just stared at each other quietly.

"Who won?"

"I don't know, who can tell?"

"Either of them has a chance to win. Xiang Feng's realm is slightly higher, but the combat power of the previous sword tombs is too strong, it's hard to say..."

"..."

Just as everyone was discussing, Xiang Feng on the battle stage slowly turned his head and looked at his left shoulder. At this moment, a small wound suddenly exploded at this position, and a trace of scarlet blood seeped out...

"It's worthy of being passed on by the sword tomb, the attack is amazing!" Xiang Feng exclaimed.

Jian Xuan had no injuries left by him, and it was obvious that he was slightly inferior in this attack!

Jian Xuan's attack just now was originally aimed at his face, but at the last moment, Jian Xuan stopped, and a trace of sword energy from the sword light accidentally cut his shoulder.

For Jian Xuan, there was no hatred between them, just a competition, there was no need to win or lose in a life-and-death battle!

"The second seat belongs to you!"

"Jian Xuan, we didn't have enough fun this time and ended it in a hurry. We'll fight again next time!" Xiang Feng said loudly, without any disappointment on his face because of this defeat.

"Sure!" Jian Xuan bowed!

"Hahaha!" The two smiled at each other and flashed to the second and third seats.

After greeting Xuanyuan Bo who was in the first seat, he sat down and recovered.

At the same time, outside the Tianjiao Tower.

Seeing Jian Xuan sitting in the second seat, the crowd burst into amazing cheers.

"It's Jian Xuan, I knew he could win..."

"The heir of the Sword Tomb is still so good, hey, why don't I have the chance to enter the Sword Tomb!"

"Although the little martial god is also very strong, he lost in the end!"

"Third place is not bad, at least stronger than Chi Heng..."

"Hahaha!"

"What are you laughing at? Is it so funny that the little martial god is stronger than Chi Heng?"

"No... I just suddenly thought of something. In previous Tianjiao Banquets, the four great dynasties were basically the top three!"

"But this year, no one made it into the top three. The time is almost up, and the current rankings are basically fixed."

"It's fine if Princess Yuandie doesn't want to win these. The Red Dragon Dynasty is only fourth, and the Eastern Punishment Emperor's son is not good enough. As for the Yangwu Dynasty... he didn't even make it to the Tianjiao Banquet..."

"Hahaha, if you didn't say it, I would have forgotten that the unlucky Wu Chen had to provoke Xuanyuan Yu, and finally didn't leave his name on the Tianjiao Stone, so naturally he was not qualified to attend the Tianjiao Banquet!"

"It's so funny!"

"Shh, be careful, you don't want to live anymore, talking about the emperor's son of the dynasty here..."

"Just talk about it, what can they do to me, oops..."

Inside the Tianjiao Tower!

The battle is still going on, and time is slowly passing.

Finally!

The time is up, and the seats for the Tianjiao Banquet are all confirmed.

Under the gaze of ninety-nine Tianjiao, several Tianjiao battle platforms have risen into the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As for why it is ninety-nine, not one hundred!

That's because the Holy Son of Thunder who challenged Xuanyuan Yu without knowing the consequences is still in a coma.

Originally, with Lei Yan's strength, he should be in the top 30.

But at this moment, he is lying in the 100th position and has not woken up.

I don't know if he is really fainted or feels too embarrassed to wake up.

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