Fantasy: Infinite Lottery Draw System

Hearing Sun Zhifeng's words, Xiao Tianyang curled his lips in disdain.

"Really? Then I want to see how you are defeated by me later!"
"Hmph, just wait and see!"
Sun Zhifeng snorted coldly, and the mountain-breaking knife in his hand slashed out a sharp knife aura again, and slashed towards Xiao Tianyang.

Seeing this, Xiao Tianyang was not to be outdone, and quickly waved the Qinglian Sword in his hand to meet him.

A series of violent roars sounded, the attacks of the two collided with each other, and circles of air waves spread towards the surroundings, leaving two deep marks on the ground.

"Boom!"
After a while, the attacks of Xiao Tianyang and Sun Zhifeng finally stopped, the two separated, and each retreated more than ten feet back before stabilizing their figures.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xiao Tianyang's mouth, and his face looked a little pale. It seemed that he forcibly endured Sun Zhifeng's attack just now.

However, Sun Zhifeng's condition was not much better, his clothes had become a little tattered, and there was a trace of bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, let me see how long you can last!"
A gloomy look flashed in Sun Zhifeng's eyes, and immediately activated the elemental power in his body again, and the mountain-breaking knife in his hand slashed towards Xiao Tianyang crazily.

Seeing Sun Zhifeng's crazy offensive, Xiao Tianyang's face froze slightly, and the Qinglian sword in his hand suddenly became dazzling.

"Qinglian Sword Art, the sword moves the universe!"
In an instant, brilliant sword energy burst out from the Qinglian Sword, like dragons rolling and roaring on the Qinglian Sword, which shocked people's minds!
"This kid's attack power is stronger than I imagined! I underestimated him! It seems that I have to get serious!"
Seeing Xiao Tianyang use the sword formula, Sun Zhifeng's expression changed slightly, he didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, the energy in his body surged rapidly, and poured into the mountain breaking knife crazily, the knife on the blade was shining brightly, a terrifying The power also spread instantly.

"Eight Forms of Breaking the Army!"
The light on the Broken Mountain Knife soared several times again, slashing fiercely on the fierce sword energy from Qinglian Sword.

"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, the sword energy above the Qinglian sword shattered instantly, and the sword energy shot out in all directions, leaving shallow ravines around the ring.

"Hahaha! Boy, this sword art of yours can't resist my move at all, you should surrender quickly! I can still give you a happy death, what do you think?"
Sun Zhifeng raised his head and laughed out loud, with a hint of playfulness and arrogance in his tone.

Xiao Tianyang frowned, staring fixedly at Sun Zhifeng.

Sun Zhifeng was right. At this moment, he and Sun Zhifeng were indeed evenly matched in strength, and it was almost impossible to easily win against each other.

Although his strength is two or three realms higher than Sun Zhifeng's, after all, Xiao Tianyang doesn't want to show his real strength realm now, relying on the realm of the ninth rank of Yunmai Realm to fight against Sun Zhifeng, it is a bit stressful for Xiao Tianyang now .

But what Xiao Tianyang likes most is challenges.

Xiao Tianyang took a deep breath, and suddenly said: "Come on!"

He flipped his wrist, and the blue light on the Qinglian sword was bright, and the sharp sword intent filled the audience.

The smile on Sun Zhifeng's face froze immediately, he felt the terrifying murderous intent emanating from Xiao Tianyang's body, and immediately felt waves of chills enveloped his heart.

"Damn it, this brat actually released such a terrifying aura! What's going on here?"
"It doesn't matter! As long as you kill this brat, everything is over!"
Sun Zhifeng narrowed his eyes, and immediately swung the Mountain Broken Knife in his hand again, and clusters of sharp saber aura sprinted towards Xiao Tianyang crazily.

"Qinglian Sword Jue, Heavenly Sword Returns!"
Xiao Tianyang yelled, and with a flick of his wrist, the Qinglian Sword in his hand suddenly burst into dazzling sword light, and a powerful force instantly diffused from his sword.

"call!"
A huge sword light tens of meters long suddenly appeared, carrying destructive power, and fiercely slashed into the air in front of it.

"Whew!"
An ear-piercing scream sounded, and a huge sword light weighing three to four hundred catties, like lightning, quickly passed through the void, and fell fiercely on the ring, making a crisp sound.

"boom!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound, the entire arena was instantly split in half by the giant sword light, making it a mess.

"This guy is so powerful! This sword actually split the ring in half! Such a powerful sword art is simply an existence against the sky!"
"That's right, this boy is really strong!"
"Not bad, not bad! This level of strength should rank among the top five in the inner sect of Jianzong!"
"This kid must have some hidden strength, otherwise he would never have such strength!"
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After seeing the power of Xiao Tianyang's sword, everyone gasped, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Damn little bastard!"
Sun Zhifeng's face changed for a few seconds, and finally only a trace of anger and resentment remained on his face.

"Go to hell!"
Sun Zhifeng stepped on the ground suddenly with both feet, jumped up, and the mountain-breaking knife in his hand swept towards Xiao Tianyang's neck frantically again.

Seeing this, Xiao Tianyang immediately dodged quickly. However, his speed was not as fast as Sun Zhifeng's after all, he was still hit on the shoulder, and blood flowed out instantly.

"Bastard, go to hell with me!"
Seeing Xiao Tianyang being stabbed, Sun Zhifeng immediately became more excited, and launched another fierce attack, and clusters of sharp saber lights crazily rushed out of his mountain-breaking knife, sweeping towards Xiao Tianyang .

Seeing this, Xiao Tianyang's face was slightly cold, and he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and roared, bursts of terrifying blue light erupted from the Qinglian Sword, and an unparalleled terrifying aura spread out from him.

"Qinglian Sword Art Eight Forms, Qingyun Sword Art!"
Xiao Tianyang roared loudly, and a monstrous sword light erupted from the Qinglian Sword in his hand, pointing directly at the sky like a horse training.

"Shhhhh!"
As soon as Xiao Tianyang's words fell, terrifying sword glows rushed out suddenly, slashing towards Sun Zhifeng.

"Hmph! You want to hurt Lao Tzu even if you are so small? It's wishful thinking!"
Seeing Xiao Tianyang displaying such a weird sword art, Sun Zhifeng immediately showed disdain.

Afterwards, the mountain-breaking knife in Sun Zhifeng's hand also burst out with a burst of dazzling light, and it pinched towards Xiao Tianyang's sword light from left to right.

A series of violent impact sounds resounded, only the sound of "咔嚓咔嚓" was heard, and the terrifying sword energy and the power of the sword glow were actually in a constant stalemate.