Chapter 712

They went to stage a martial arts scene. They didn't show the mountain and dew. Although the battle was fierce, they were really tired because of the previous one, so they were lack of interest.

After the battle, both of them gave up. They didn't intend to compete with Zhang Fan, but wanted to fight with their close opponents. Obviously, this battle made them very happy. When they reached half, they stopped peacefully!

"Number six!" the child continued.

"No. 6 is me!" a strong man like an iron tower came out and walked unsteadily towards the martial arts arena.

"This is fengwujiang in the wild! I don't know who his opponent will be? Will it be Zhao Yuande or Ming Yu? That's interesting!" someone looked at fengwujiang's tall body and turned his head to look forward to the remaining dozen people.

"Hey! I can't hide. Let's go!"

A young man with some pretty appearance sighed gently and walked out of the crowd. He didn't choose to admit defeat, but went directly to the martial arts arena.

"It seems that this little guy is not simple. He knows that his opponent is fengwujiang, but he doesn't admit defeat!"

"Maybe the young man is hidden. We may have a good play to see."

"Don't dream. You haven't seen the boundless power of the wind, especially the invincible flesh. I'm afraid I can't even bear his fist when watching this young man."

"All right, all right! Here we go!"

"My name is Han Qiuyang, please, brother Feng!" the handsome young man Han Qiuyang came to the field and nodded slightly to Feng Wujiang, indicating that he could start.

"Boy, you are very polite. I like it with you. I will be gentle later!" Feng Wujiang grinned and showed his white teeth.

"Brother Feng, don't keep your hand! I won't keep my hand!" Han Qiuyang took out a long sword like autumn water and pointed to fengwujiang from a distance.

"Happy! Boy, I'll take care of you!" Feng Wujiang touched out a long stick. The long stick was golden as if it were made of gold, but it was certainly not gold. As soon as it was taken out, the whole audience was filled with an extreme dry and hot gas.

"War!"

Han Qiuyang's momentum rose sharply, like a long sword out of its sheath, which was extremely fierce. A light flowed continuously from the long, as if a bright moon was rising. A force of cold air suddenly shrouded the four sides, and even resisted the chamber with the dry and hot air emitted from the long golden stick.

"Roar!"

Feng Wujiang seemed to feel a very strange pressure, but instead of being sad, he showed extreme excitement on his face. He growled in a low voice and split out with the chemical force of the long golden stick in his hand, as if he were a golden beast, breaking the wind and thunder.

"Xuanyue sword!"

Han Qiuyang's sword tip jumped gently, and a sword shaped like a curved moon broke through the air and greeted the golden beast.

The sword of the curved moon flew faster and faster, as if it really led to the power of the silver moon in the sky. The sword had become incomparably huge at the moment of meeting the golden beast, as if it was really a silver moon hanging in the sky.

"Qiang!"

There was a sound of gold and iron.

The next scene made everyone around take a cold breath.

The people only saw that the golden beast had disappeared, and the long golden stick was bounced up by the terrible force. The boundless body of the wind retreated back in the sky. It took more than ten steps to stabilize his body. His face was flushed. It was obvious that the blow just now made his blood float in his body.

On the other hand, Han Qiuyang's body was motionless, the silver light of the long sword in his hand was more intense, and his face also showed a majestic sense of war.

Everyone's face became very wonderful, especially the sword fell, and the light in their eyes became more and more intense. There was a desire to replace fengwujiang on the stage and fight it!

Even Zhao Yuande and Zhang Fan looked at the young man with some dignity. The silver moon just now gave them too much shock. They could feel the terrible power contained in it. I'm afraid a God Emperor might not be able to catch it!

"This... Means that Han Qiuyang has never shown his mountain and dew. Unexpectedly, he has such terrible strength. Will fengwujiang be defeated by him?"

"I don't know! But I've vaguely heard of this sword technique. It's called xuanjian. It's a terrible fairy sword technique!"

"Fairy sword skill! I see. I didn't expect to see the sword skill of the fairy world here. Is this man a strong man sent by the fairy world?"

"Maybe, maybe not... But now is not the time to guess this, we will know soon!"

"Go on! I can't wait!"

“……”

In the sky, Feng Wujiang, holding a long golden stick, suddenly became very excited.

"Ha ha! Unexpectedly, I didn't expect fengwujiang to meet an opponent like you before entering the decisive battle. I admit that I was careless just now! I'll go all out from now on!"

The long golden staff in fengwujiang's hand made a roar like a tiger, as if a sleeping tiger came alive at once.

"Be careful, boy. What I'm going to do next is one of my strongest moves, the three sticks to break the sky! The first one, the wind and thunder in the world!"

The long golden stick was like a wild roaring golden tiger. It rushed into the sky. Suddenly, the sky was covered with wind and thunder. The whole sky seemed to be covered by a dark cloud. A thundering dragon rolled in the cloud and spewed out a bright golden lightning.

"Hoo!"

Han Qiuyang took a long breath and flicked the sword with his fingers.

"Zheng!" a loud sword sound sounded, and bright white awns gathered at the tip of the sword.

White awns gathered more and more, and kept making a "zizizi" sound.

In an instant, the long sword seemed to turn into a white silver thunder ball, and the light ball became larger and larger, and the sharpness emitted from it made people feel more and more hairy in their hearts.

"Since you are the wind and thunder from heaven and earth, I will move the sky with immortal thunder! Go!"

When Han Qiuyang finished his words, the silver thunder ball had become the size of a grinding plate and greeted the golden lightning in the sky.

"Boom!"

One gold and one silver thunder force instantly collided, and the whole martial arts arena was shaking violently. Many people were turned upside down by the strong air flow, and several unlucky people were hit by a shock wave and almost cut into two sections.

The two-color thunder melted in the collision. The terrible anti shock force shook Han Qiuyang's body. He took a few steps back to stabilize his steps, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood red.

However, his complexion became incomparably firm, his hand holding the sword was more stable, and the fingers bouncing the sword body were also moving gently and irregularly, which seemed to be brewing a more powerful and terrible attack.

"Ha ha... Happy! The second staff, the red sun chasing the sky."