Fortune Shrine

Chapter 132 Entering the Final Four

Seeing that the blossoming ice lotus was defeated, Fatty, Zhao Mingde and the disciples of Qingyun Peak all seemed extremely anxious.

Although they are unfamiliar with the power of true essence, they still know that it belongs to the power of the strong in the Shenquan realm.

In their eyes, the Divine Spring Realm is a high-ranking inner sect disciple, how can they resist this kind of power.

Is Fang Yi about to lose?

Fatty didn't want to believe it, so did Zhao Mingde.

Everyone stared at Fang Yi nervously, wondering how he would respond.

However, everyone found that facing the power of true essence, Fang Yi's face did not show much reaction, and it seemed that there was no difference from before.

The crowd couldn't help being curious, but at the same time showed a glimmer of expectation.

On the ring, Fang Yi couldn't help but nodded slightly, feeling the power of true essence mixed with the opponent's sword energy.

This strand of power was indeed much stronger than Chen Qinglin's strand of true energy, but it was far from enough to deal with him.

With Xiaocheng's icy sword intent alone, it is impossible for the opponent to win him.

Similarly, it is not easy for him to win the opponent.

On the surface, it looks like this is an evenly matched battle, and the final battle is the cultivation of spiritual energy, and whoever can survive to the end wins.

But Fang Yi was only eleventh level in the spirit sea, and the strength of the spirit energy was far from being comparable to Yin Tian, ​​who had already condensed the seeds of true essence.

Therefore, the possibility of Fang Yi losing is extremely high.

But this is just the surface, Fang Yi is more than just the surface.

He pinched his ten fingers, and the blue long sword spun around him in an instant, and then split into two.

"Wanjian Flying Star Slash!"

Someone in the crowd has already recognized this move, and Fang Yi has also used it in previous competitions.

It's just that Wan Jian Flying Star Slash can break the power of true essence?

The crowd couldn't help but wonder.

unless……

Suddenly, some powerful disciples thought of a possibility, that is Jiangang, once Wanjian Flying Star Slash condenses Jiangang, it will be invincible, and it is not impossible to break the power of true essence.

The next moment, a faint blue light curtain appeared on Fang Yi's two long swords.

"It's Jian Gang, look quickly, Fang Yi has condensed Jian Gang."

"What's going on, isn't Jian Gang only able to be condensed by the strong in the Shenquan realm? Why can Fang Yi do it."

Some disciples in the crowd who didn't know the truth looked at a loss.

The appearance of Jian Gang made the crowd boil again.

One can invoke the power of true essence, and the other can condense sword power. It seems that the battle between these two is no longer a battle between warriors in the spiritual sea realm, but a duel between strong fighters in the divine spring realm.

Fang Yi's strength gradually made the crowd numb.

"go with!"

Following Fang Yi's command, the two long swords fell from the sky like two meteors, and the whole body was covered with a faint blue sword, which was very strange.

Hiss!

There are two thin black lines stretching infinitely in the air, which are suddenly cut by two long swords.

Facing these two sharp swords, Yin Tianzheng's face changed drastically.

It's not that he has never seen Wan Jian Flying Star Slash before, and he has also experienced the condensed sword gang before, but he has never encountered one like these two.

These two sharp swords not only condensed the sword power, but also fused Xiaocheng's icy sword intent, which greatly increased their power.

It is not comparable to the ordinary Wanjian Flying Star Slash.

The breath emanating from above made people tremble with fear.

"Break it for me!"

Yin Tianzheng shouted loudly, the long sword was in the air, and he couldn't help hesitating, so he could only swing the sword with all his strength.

Immediately, the light of Yinyue was shining brightly, and the power of true essence was wanton, directly facing the two sharp swords.

boom!

Rumble!

The two violent attacks collided instantly, and the whole sky shook violently, as if it couldn't bear such a collision and was about to collapse.

An invisible air wave swept away, and the guardrails around the entire arena were completely blown away.

A large area of ​​the crowd near the ring was also overturned, and the scene was in a mess, as if after a disaster.

This blow was like a stone breaking the heavens, and the crowd was shocked beyond words.

The whole square fell into a deathly silence, with the sound of a needle falling.

On the ring, after all the dust settled, the two figures were still standing proudly.

Fang Yi looked indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him, but Yin Tianzheng showed a trace of unwillingness.

Not only that, but everyone also found that there was still a blue long sword hanging above his head, as long as the long sword fell, he would be killed immediately.

It turned out that in that blow just now, Fang Yi only made one sword strike.

"Win? Fang Yi really won?"

The crowd finally reacted, and the next moment, the silent square seemed to be thrown into a heavy bomb, and the pot exploded completely.

"Hahaha, if you really win, Fang Yi will definitely win, and Qingyun Peak will definitely win."

"Top four, Fang Yi has really entered the top four, my God, he is still a new disciple, and his cultivation is only at the eleventh level of Linghai."

Although everyone was full of expectations for Fang Yi, there was no doubt about his strength.

But when Fang Yi really entered the top four and stood with Feng Yiyi, Ling Tian, ​​and Li Zhuohong, everyone still felt that it was so unreal.

Everything is like a dream.

The difference is that some people have nightmares, such as Yin Tianzheng.

He hid himself so deeply because he hoped to take advantage of this competition to soar into the sky. In fact, he did, and everyone knows him now.

But just this, how can he be satisfied.

He wants to enter the top five and participate in the Qinghe Mansion Martial Arts Competition, that is his goal.

But he never expected that he would lose, and he would lose to a new disciple.

He once thought that he would lose to the other three. When the lottery result came out, he was very excited. He thought he had drawn a good lottery, but in the end...

He feels hopeless.

Looking at Fang Yi, he subconsciously remembered what the other party said, and remembered the last place.

Yes, I still have a chance, the fifth place.

So far, the top four have all been formed, namely Feng Yiyi, Ling Tian, ​​Li Zhuohong and Fang Yi.

The first three were already expected, no one was surprised, only Fang Yi, at the beginning of the competition, I am afraid that no one would have dreamed that he could achieve the current results.

The shock that Fang Yi brought to this competition was undoubtedly the greatest, even surpassing everyone else.

"Okay, today's competition is over here, and tomorrow will be the final competition."

Following Shui Rufeng's announcement, the crowd left one after another, but the topic of Fang Yi never stopped.

Moreover, the crowd is also looking forward to the next competition.

Facing the three most powerful people in the outer sect, can Fang Yi go further?

Countless people were full of curiosity, even Shui Rufeng in the stands was no exception.

Looking at Fang Yi's leaving back, Shui Rufeng showed a look of great anticipation on his face.

In addition to Feng Yiyi, there was another disciple in the outer sect that even he couldn't see through, and this talent was eleventh level, even more frightening than Feng Yiyi.

　Ask for a reward, ask for a recommendation, ask for a collection!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)