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Jun Moyu's words made the scene boil again.

As long as he wins, the princess will be his girlfriend, so honorable, so honorable, countless people cast envious eyes on Wang Huai, but soon, the envy turned into admiration.

win?
Is it possible for a person in the early stage of Mahayana to win against a master who has crossed the tribulation in half a step?And even if he wins Zhu Yanjian, what about Zhu Yanzhan?Did he win?
"What the hell is going on in your mind, kid?" Ji Shang looked at Wang Yifeng and sighed.

Wang Huai looked at Jun Moyu, smiled and said, "Also, you have to dance for me, no, you can only dance for me in the future, and you are not allowed to dance for others."

"I promise you too." Jun Moyu replied via voice transmission.

"In that case, let's start." Wang Huai glanced at Zhu Yanjian and said.

Soon, only Wang Huai and Zhu Yanjian were left on the martial arts arena.

"You should make a move first, otherwise you may not even have a chance to make a move." Zhu Yanjian looked at Wang Huai and said.

"Okay!" Wang Huai sacrificed his Fuxi sword, and his aura continued to rise, reaching the early stage of Mahayana, "It's getting late, let's not waste time, just attack with the strongest posture, and make a quick decision, how about it? "

Hearing Wang Huai's words, Zhu Yanjian was quite disdainful, "Since you want to die early, I will grant you!"

"kill"

Wang Huai slashed out with a sword, and the dark power of death rushed to Zhu Yanjian.

"Small tricks." Zhu Yanjian was quite disdainful. With a flick of his long sword, his aura rushed to the early stage of crossing the catastrophe. At the same time, he also exploded the power of his own soul.

"Let a Mahayana play in the early stage, it seems that there is really no one in Xuanwu City, and you are not wronged if you can die in my hands." After Zhu Yanjian finished speaking, he raised his hand and collided with Wang Huai's sword.

"boom"

The two swords collided, and terrifying power surged out, but it was obvious that Wang Huai was still a lot weaker, and his body flew out in the air.

"You want to make a quick decision, and I will help you." Zhu Yanjian sneered, his body quickly followed, and the sword in his hand pointed directly at the center of Wang Huai's eyebrows. At the same time, the Falcon Martial Soul followed closely behind, forming a second attack.

Zhu Yanjian is confident that he only needs this move to kill this overconfident Wang Yifeng on the martial arts arena.

On the spectator stand, Zhang Tiancheng looked at the scene on the martial arts arena, with a sneer on his face, this Wang Yifeng dared to provoke him, he had to die, and it would be best if he died on the martial arts arena.

"Tatata..." Wang Huai's body finally landed on the ground, and after taking three steps back on the ground, he managed to stand still.

"It's over, die." Zhu Yanjian looked at Wang Huai and fell down.

"Fourth, be careful." At this moment, Zhu Yanzhen who was watching the battle suddenly frowned and couldn't help shouting.

"Third brother, what's going on?" As the eldest brother, Zhu Yanzhan didn't quite understand why Zhu Yanzhen yelled this at this time.

"It's a formation. That kid has a formation beside him." Zhu Yanzhen, as a divine pattern master, noticed the strangeness on the field.

Of course, it was too late, Zhu Yanjian's attack had already fallen.

That sword was about to hit Wang Huai's eyebrows, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to move, as if being held by something.

"What's going on?" Zhu Yanjian panicked, feeling another strange force.

And at the moment when Zhu Yanjian paused, Wang Huai stuck out the Fuxi sword in his hand and stabbed at Zhu Yanjian's chest.

"I can't kill you." Wang Huai thought in his heart.

After I went to the martial arts arena just now, I took advantage of the time when I was fighting with Zhang Tiancheng and walked back and forth several times. It was not for fun, but I took the opportunity to set up a third-level distress formation there, in order to make this Zhu Yanjian lured him over, and then killed him by surprise. Obviously, Zhu Yanjian was tricked.

A three-level formation arranged in a short period of time is not enough to completely trap Zhu Yanjian, but it can make him stagnate for a while. For masters of their level, if Zhu Yanjian stagnates for a short time, Wang Huai will have enough time to kill him .

Seeing the blade pointing towards him, Zhu Yanjian was startled. At this moment, he seemed unable to move and could not fight back at all.

"By the way, Wuhun, my Wuhun is not under control." Zhu Yanjian was overjoyed, and the falcon in mid-air rushed towards Wang Huai.

"Woo..." All the power of the falcon's martial soul rushed towards Wang Huai.

"Boom..." Wang Huai also released his soul power, and immediately transformed into form.

It was cold fire, a cloud of blue cold fire suspended in mid-air, blocking the falcon's way.

"Then Wang Yifeng has also achieved the transformation of soul and possessed a martial soul?" Everyone was quite surprised. It is quite incredible to have a martial soul in the early days of Mahayana.

"This kid is so strong. He didn't have a martial soul when Xuanwuzong and Yaoye competed before. It's just that the power of the water soul has reached the eighth heaven." They have also seen the competition between Wang Yifeng and Yaoye, and they can't help but feel a little emotional.

"Wait a minute, what Wang Yifeng showed at that time was the power of the water-type soul of the Eighth Heaven, but now, why is his martial soul a ball of flames, a fire-type soul? Could it be..." Several people from the Xuanwu Sect suddenly realized It seems that things are not that simple.

The falcon martial spirit was blocked, although it seemed that it would not last long, but for Wang Huai at this time, he only needed to give him a little time, and the sword in his hand could penetrate Zhu Yanjian's chest.

Zhu Yanjian was quite shocked and surprised that his body was fixed and his martial spirit was blocked, but he still didn't pay much attention because he still had a martial spirit.

"It's really surprising that you also have a martial soul, but so what, you can stop me with one martial soul, can you stop me with two?"

After the words fell, another force appeared behind Zhu Yanjian, which was extremely powerful.

"It's his gold-type soul power, and the sword martial soul has appeared again." Someone lamented that he just relied on the power of this dual-type soul to defeat Yaoye, so Wang Yifeng might have miscalculated.

In the spectator seats, Zhu Yanzhan and others also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing that the fourth child has a dual-line soul, otherwise he might have fallen for that kid." Zhu Yan said.

"That kid's strength in the early stage of Mahayana, but he can arrange a formation to trap the fourth child in front of so many of us without anyone noticing, and the power of the soul is not weak. Such a person must not be allowed to grow up. , otherwise it will become a big opponent of our Suzaku City." Zhu Yan fought.

"Don't worry, big brother, the fourth brother has suffered a loss, and he will definitely not let that kid go, even if he doesn't die, he will definitely be destroyed." Zhu Yanzhen said.

The power of the gold-type soul condensed in an instant, forming a huge sword, which pierced Wang Huai's Tianling Gai with all its sharp edges.

At this time, if Wang Huai still moved forward with the sword, then maybe he would hurt Zhu Yanjian, but at the same time, Zhu Yanjian's sword spirit would also penetrate Wang Huai's head and kill him completely.

And once Wang Huaibian recruited to block the sword martial spirit, it was equivalent to giving Zhu Yanjian time to breathe. As long as Zhu Yanjian got out of the trap of the formation and regained his freedom, Wang Huai would completely become his fish on the board.

"Fight with me, you are still too far behind, I will teach you a good lesson today, your tuition is your life!" Zhu Yanjian said.

The Sword Martial Soul fell, and it was extremely fast.

Everyone thought that Wang Huai would dodge, but no, the long sword in Wang Huai's hand was not deflected in the slightest, and it was still aimed at Zhu Yanjian's heart, impartially.

"What does he mean? Does he want to die with Zhu Yanjian? If he is hit by Zhu Yanjian's sword Wuhun, he will definitely die."

Looking at this scene, Ji Shang was quite nervous.

Jun Moyu clenched his fists tightly, his palms were already soaked.

"Hmph, idiot, you deserve to die." Zhang Tiancheng was secretly delighted when he saw this scene.

If Wang Huai and Zhu Yanjian died together, it can only be said that he was very happy. Even if Wang Huai survived by chance, he would be seriously injured if he was stabbed by this sword, and he would still die next.

"Death" Zhu Yanjian didn't expect Wang Huai to be so decisive, as soon as he gritted his teeth, the sword spirit fell down at an accelerated rate.

Everyone stared wide-eyed. According to this posture, Zhu Yanjian's sword spirit will penetrate Wang Yifeng's head before Wang Yifeng stabs Zhu Yanjian.