Fantasy: Infinite Lottery Draw System

At this moment, the entire Martial Arts Stage was filled with a terrifying force, and even the void was cut and shattered, creating fine cracks in space.

These two guys are quite extraordinary in strength, within the inner sect, only the number one Ye Kongxuan and the second Fang Qingxue can suppress them.

When these two people were fighting, the disciples who were watching were all dumbfounded. No one thought that under this level of confrontation, Xiao Tianyang would not be defeated.

Seeing this scene, many onlookers couldn't help but secretly scolded Xiao Tianyang for not knowing what was good or bad, and dared to provoke Sun Zhifeng. Isn't this clearly asking for his own death?

"Little bastard, go to hell with me!"
After one move failed, Sun Zhifeng suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and stared at Xiao Tianyang with red eyes, the eyeballs were about to protrude, and the hatred for Xiao Tianyang in his heart became even stronger.

The long black knife in his hand suddenly trembled, and a hideous look flashed across Sun Zhifeng's face. With a flick of his wrist, the long black knife slashed at Xiao Tianyang's shoulder again. This time, Sun Zhifeng showed no mercy, and burst out with all his strength With such an attack power, Xiao Tianyang must be beheaded on the spot, otherwise, how can he hang around in the outer sect in the future?

However, Xiao Tianyang's face did not show a panicked look, on the contrary, he looked calm and breezy.

Just when the long black knife in Sun Zhifeng's hand was about to fall on Xiao Tianyang's shoulder, a cold voice suddenly came out of Xiao Tianyang's mouth: "Old miscellaneous hair, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
Xiao Tianyang snorted coldly, and kicked Sun Zhifeng fiercely. At the same time, the Qinglian Sword in his hand shook and slashed towards Sun Zhifeng's waist. tip of the iceberg'.

With a sword strike, the air seemed to be frozen, and the surrounding air froze in an instant, and a gust of extremely bitter wind spread out from Xiao Tianyang's body, making the clothes on his body rattle.

At this moment, Xiao Tianyang seemed to be transformed into a god of war, mighty and inviolable, holding the Qinglian sword, his whole body was covered in a layer of frost, and waves of ice-blue air swept up, rippling towards the surroundings .

"not good!"
Seeing this, Sun Zhifeng was startled suddenly, his face changed slightly, he watched Xiao Tianyang slashing with a sword, his palm tightly grasped the black long knife, and his body quickly dodged to one side, dodging the sword .

"call out!"
Xiao Tianyang slashed out with a sword, cut through the air immediately, brought a series of sharp breaking wind sounds, and drew a beautiful trajectory in the void.

Sun Zhifeng's reaction speed was not slow either. With a flash of his figure, he quickly dodged the sword.

"Huh!"
At this moment, the jet-black long knife in Sun Zhifeng's hand suddenly slashed towards Xiao Tianyang's throat, the blade cut through the air and made an ear-piercing sound.

This time, Sun Zhifeng's knife was faster, more ruthless, and more vicious.

Sun Zhifeng's strength can be regarded as the top existence among the outer disciples. Among the inner disciples, apart from Ye Kongxuan, he is definitely the most outstanding young strongman.

"Little bastard, go to hell!"
Sun Zhifeng's eyes were scarlet, and there was a bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes. The blade of the jet-black long knife in his hand was getting closer and closer to Xiao Tianyang's throat. It seemed that once he touched Xiao Tianyang, he would be able to tear it apart immediately. for two.

Xiao Tianyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. His heart skipped a beat, and he lifted his legs and kicked. His body was like a cannonball, and he rushed towards Sun Zhifeng, punching out fiercely.

"court death!"
Seeing this, Sun Zhifeng's eyes suddenly showed a hint of sarcasm, and the long jet-black knife in his hand swept out towards Xiao Tianyang's right arm. strong wind.

"boom!"
"Chila!"
The sleeve above Xiao Tianyang's right arm was cut off directly by the long black knife, and the sharp blade cut into Xiao Tianyang's right arm in an instant, and a stream of blood shot out.

However, at this time, Xiao Tianyang also used this power to rush directly to Sun Zhifeng's side, and the Qinglian sword in his hand swept towards Sun Zhifeng's neck, and a dazzling sword light suddenly lit up.

Sun Zhifeng felt the fierce sword energy coming from his side, his face was terrified, and he quickly raised his knife to meet him.

Clang!

"Ding!"
Sparks flew up, and Xiao Tianyang's Qinglian Sword collided fiercely with the pitch-black long knife, and there was a piercing sound of gold and iron from the two long swords, and there was a burst of crackling sound that could be heard endlessly.

At this moment, both Sun Zhifeng and Xiao Tianyang were shocked by the long knife in the opponent's hand, and each stabilized their figure, but their eyes were full of unconcealable surprise.

They never imagined that the other party actually possessed such a powerful force.

"It's not easy for you to hide such strength!"
The expression on Sun Zhifeng's face kept changing, his eyes were fixed on Xiao Tianyang, his eyes were full of fear, he just made a tentative blow just now, but he didn't expect that it was easily resolved by Xiao Tianyang, and, on Xiao Tianyang's body, His sword energy can actually restrain his black evil magic skill, which makes him feel very difficult.

"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense, you want to kill Lao Tzu? First ask me if I will agree to the Qinglian Sword in my hand? Today I will let you know what regret is!" Xiao Tianyang sneered, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes. With a slight force on the wrist, the Qinglian Sword swung violently, and slashed towards Sun Zhifeng again. The sword was fierce, sweeping away like a violent hurricane.

Seeing this, Sun Zhifeng was taken aback immediately, and hastily mobilized his true energy in his body, and put the jet black long knife horizontally in front of his chest to defend.

clang!
A dull crashing sound suddenly sounded, and a terrifying force exploded in an instant. Sun Zhifeng's body was immediately blown away by this force, spraying out a mouthful of blood mist in mid-air, and fell heavily on the ring. After a few twitches, he stopped moving.

Xiao Tianyang pushed Sun Zhifeng back a few meters with one blow, and then slowly put away the Qinglian sword in his hand, stood on the ring, and looked at Sun Zhifeng.

"Such a strong swordsmanship, it is actually able to restrain brother Sun's Heisha magic skill!"
"That's right, I also noticed just now that the set of swordsmanship used by Junior Brother Xiao just restrained the swordmanship used by Senior Brother Sun!"
"Junior Brother Xiao's current cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth rank of the Yunmai Realm. Although it is still a little short, this cultivation is indeed not to be underestimated!"
Seeing this scene, there were voices of discussion under the ring, and everyone looked at Xiao Tianyang with wide eyes, looking very surprised.