Chapter 35 Yang Qi vs. Duan Peng

In the first game, Xu Lingsheng.

In the second game, Cheng Yu won.

In the third game, Qin Bingsheng.

The game on the field is still going on.

In the fourth game, Xiao Jian won.

In the fifth game, Lan Xinsheng.

In the sixth game, Liu Qingsheng.

......

In the seventh game, Yang Qi vs. Duan Peng.

In the ring, Yang Qi and Duan Peng stood face to each other.

Boom~

Two horrible swords burst out of their bodies, and there was a violent gas explosion on the ring.

buzz~

Yang Qi rolled his palm, and a long sword appeared in his hand. The next moment, Zhenyuan in his body gushed out into the sword crazily, and suddenly there was a sound of sword.

"Tianjian Jue, Guiyuan!" Yang Qi's body shook, lightning flashed out, and the long sword in his hand stabbed. Suddenly, the horrible swordmang shot at Duan Peng.

"Eacon's little skill!" Duan Peng sneered disdain, and the long sword in his hand blocked the horror of the sword.

Then the long sword in his hand shook, and a sword light suddenly shot at Yang Qi.

Under the ring, Nan Xuanfeng's veins are watching the battle on the field with a little tension. Although Yang Qi's strength is better than Duan Pengdi, the disciples of Nan Xuanfeng's vein still hope that Yang Qi can win.

"Brother Qin, how do you watch a fight?" Next to Qin Bing, a disciple of Nan Xuanfeng in the late Jindan period asked that this person was also a disciple who participated in the big match, but was eliminated at the age of 40 to 20.

After such a long time of comparison, Qin Bing's unexpected performance also earned him a lot of popularity in Nanxuanfeng. These people vaguely regarded him as the first person of this generation of Nanxuanfeng disciples. I can't help but ask him when something happens.

As soon as the words of the late disciple of Jindan fell, the eyes of the disciples around him couldn't help looking over.

"Brother Yang's strength is not weak, but Peng is famous in the past. In terms of strength, Duan Peng obviously has an advantage, but who will win this battle in the end depends on the next battle of the two sides!" Qin Bing pondered for a moment and then said.

Although he said this, Qin Bing was extremely clear in his heart that Yang Qi would win this battle. Even if Duan Peng's strength is up to now, what he has shown is not all he has.

Hearing this, the disciples around nodded. It was not clear who would win this battle until the last minute. After all, in the previous competition, there were many practitioners who had a deep disadvantage but finally won. Even if Duan Peng now has a clear advantage, it may not be him who wins.

"The sword is broken, and the sword is broken!" Yang Qi's breath suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, a horrible sword shot at Duan Peng.

"The sword is broken, and the sword is broken!" Duan Peng smiled and also showed this trick.

"Boom~"

On the ring, two horrible sword lights collided with each other, and a terrible loud sound came, and the raging sword spirit shot away, instantly bursting out horrible sword marks on the ring.

"Ding~Ding~"

And at the center of the impact, there were two caves with continuous figures, and the sound of gold and iron was endless.

"Don't these two guys fight so hard that swordsmanship is an art?" Xiao Jian looked at the ring full ofyi and couldn't help frowning, which was slightly unhappy.

"It's not that they don't understand, but that you care too much about swordsmanship and the battle between practitioners. How come from so much attention, as long as you can achieve the final victory." Lan Xin beside him shook his head.

Xiaojian is indeed very talented, but this man is a famous sword lover. He not only loves swords but also cherishes swords. Watching his battle is like watching a gorgeous performance, not the death killing.

"Sister Lan, who will win this battle?" Xiao Jian couldn't help but change the topic.

"Duan Peng." Lan Xin did not hesitate and continued, "Duan Peng is deeply hidden. If I guess correctly, he should still have been exposed. Even if you hit him, you may not be able to beat him in a short time."

Xiaojian nodded. For Duan Peng, he also had this feeling. Although Duan Peng had performed well in the previous battle, there was still an intuition in Xiaojian's heart that Duan Peng's strength was definitely more than that!

Ding~Ding~Ding~

In the ring, Yang Qi and Duan Peng have not known how many swords they have attacked, and the ring has already collapsed.

The disciples under the ring were also stunned.

The confrontation between two superb practitioners' swordsmanship, this kind of fierce confrontation undoubtedly aroused the blood in the hearts of every true practitioners.

"Tianjian Jue, Guiyuan!" Zhenyuan surged wildly in Yang Qi's body, moved slightly, and rushed to Duan Peng in the blink of an eye.

"Break it!" Duan Peng smiled coldly, stabbed out with a sword, and suddenly a terrible sword light hit Yang Qi's long sword.

"Boom~"

A figure flew backwards and landed on the edge of the ring.

"Come again!" Yang Qi wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, took the long sword in his hand, and rushed to Duan Peng again.

"The sword of heaven, the sword points to the sky!" Duan Peng sneered, and a strong breath gushed out of his body. The next moment, a horrible blue sword shot at Yang Qi.

"The sword points to the sky!" Yang Qi's face changed slightly, and Zhenyuan in his body suddenly urged him crazily, and the defenses composed of Zhenyuan stood in front of him.

"Boom~"

The defense formed by Zhenyuan in front of Yang Qi was broken in an instant, and the cyan sword hit Yang Qi fiercely, and the next moment it hit him fiercely.

Yang Qi stood up and his face turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"I lost!" Yang Qi looked at Duan Peng not far from the opposite side and said with a gloomy look.

Duan Peng looked at Yang Qi contemptuously and said, "Thinking how majestic Qin Mu was in those years, he didn't expect that his generation would be so vulnerable."

Hearing this, Yang Qi couldn't help but look ashamed. The disciples of this class are indeed not comparable to the previous class, especially Nan Xuanfeng. Without Qin Bing, I'm afraid that they can't even enter the top ten.

"Brother Yang lost!" Looking at Yang Qi in the ring, although they had guessed such a result before the game, when Yang Qi really lost, Nan Xuanfeng's disciples were still a little frustrated.

"Sure enough, I still lost." Qin Bing sighed in his heart. Although he knew such a result, Duan Peng's victory still put a lot of pressure on him.

"Brother Yang, are you all right?" When Yang Qi returned to Nan Xuanfeng, the disciples immediately surrounded him.

"I was slightly injured and recovered for a period of time." Yang Qi shook his head.

As he spoke, he looked at Qin Bing beside him and said, "Brother Qin, the next game is up to you."

Qin Bing nodded slightly and said, "Brother, don't worry, I will do my best next."

Yang Qi nodded with relief when he heard the words.

The seventh game, Duan Pengsheng.

The eighth game, Wang Zhongsheng.

In the ninth game, Wei Shusheng.

In the tenth game, Yang Zhensheng.

So far, the top ten of this year's Zongmen has been decided!

Among the top ten, one from Nanxuanfeng, one from Beixuanfeng, one from Dongxuanfeng, one from Xixuanfeng, and five from Tianjianfeng! The strength of Tianjianfeng can be seen.