Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

First of all, he has confidence in himself, and secondly, Yan Qianzhu has always been self-loving, and it has only been two days since he met Hua Yunfei.

It is impossible to give up one's life to him so easily!

The competition begins, with a bye to determine the three winners, and then a two-by-two confrontation to determine the final two finalists.

Hua Yunfei's opponent is a swordsman from the Yixing Sword Sect. He upholds a chivalrous heart and is not afraid of fighting Hua Yunfei. On the other side, Yang Changan's opponent, an overseas casual cultivator, has abstained from voting.

Yang Changan walked down the ring with a smile and glanced at Hua Yunfei provocatively, which made him feel unhappy.

Just be proud of it, it will soon make you unable to laugh anymore.

And the lucky guy who got a bye was the "857" cultivator from the dynasty. Hua Yunfei shouted that it was unfair to easily be among the top four.

But he didn't want to make so many people look down upon him by parachute into the top 100.

"Senior Brother Hua, I don't know if I can take your full blow now!" The monk of Yixing Sword Sect had bright eyes. He looked at Hua Yunfei without fear, but only with the motivation to hone himself.

Looking at his passionate eyes, Hua Yunfei thought for a while and shook his head honestly.

Judging from the level of this sword cultivator, it is at most the level of an ordinary powerful person. But being able to fight beyond the first level is already an amazing achievement for them, and they are rare in the entire continent.

The monks of Yixing Sword Sect didn't look disappointed either: "Senior brother, can you see my level?"

With blue light flashing in his eyes, the monk of Yixing Sword Sect felt like he was standing naked in the ice and snow, and his body shuddered, as if all his secrets had been seen through.

In awe, knowing that the gap between the two was unbridgeable, the swordsman trembled slightly.

"Senior brother, can you please accept my sword?"

Nodding in agreement, Hua Yunfei stood with his hands behind his back, signaling for the monks of the Yixing Sword Sect to attack. The latter was not polite to him, he kept his anger in his heart, and his whole body was as sharp as an unsheathed sword.

dew.

"Pity.……………"

Hua Yunfei sighed: "Qing Yi is dead. If you hadn't met me, you would have had a place in the top three!"

This monk from the Yixing Sword Sect was obviously not a majestic person, and the moves he used were not mysterious skills. It is an ordinary move within the sect, probably only at the level of those who first entered Sendai.

But he is definitely a hard-working person with great perseverance. This simple sword technique has reached the height of the integration of man and sword.

A white rainbow comes from the sky and cuts straight to Hua Yunfei. The power is astonishing. Even if there is a formation to block it, the onlookers can't help but retreat, wanting to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

Completely sacrificing himself to attack, while pursuing power, he also completely exposed himself to the enemy.

"In that case, let me show you what real swordsmanship is!" In fact, Hua Yunfei knows nothing about swordsmanship, but with the inheritance of Nine-leaf Sword Grass, his swordsmanship is hard to find an opponent in this world.

Nine-leaf sword grass is a master of swordsmanship in the Immortal King Realm who only practices swordsmanship and suppresses the alien races in the world.

Using two fingers as a sword, Hua Yunfei swung out a light sword energy and collided with the shocking white rainbow. With such a huge gap, the white rainbow suddenly stopped, revealing the sword cultivator holding a long sword, with blood gurgling out of his throat.

"Thank you, senior brother, I...understand!"

With a satisfied smile and the look in his eyes slowly fading away, the monk from Yixing Sword Sect sat on the ring with his sword in hand, facing his own death calmly.

The elders of the Yixing Sword Sect silently came on stage, bowed deeply to Hua Yunfei, and took away the disciple's body.

This is not a false sentiment, but a real thank you to Hua Yunfei for allowing a swordsman who has been pursuing the sword all his life to truly see the unattainable peak of true swordsmanship.

"It's a pity that you aroused the fighting spirit of the soul of the sword grass. As one of the ten evil spirits, when the sword grass comes out, it will drink blood!"

Moreover, this sword cultivator's cultivation level is still too low compared to Hua Yunfei. He has to pay the price of his life in order to satisfy the sword's desire to kill...

Hua Yunfei would not suppress the sword grass's nature and prevent it from growing in order to save the life of a chivalrous young man.

This kind of thing is probably done by the protagonist, and Hua Yunfei has no interest in it.

This was also the first direct death in the competition. The deceased was a talented monk with outstanding talents. This caused a huge sensation, and the audience was filled with emotion and excitement.

The Taixuanmen disciples on the other side also performed exceptionally and defeated their opponents and advanced to the semi-finals.

The semi-finals were much simpler, with Hua Yunfei playing against the imperial monks and Yang Changan playing against the Taixuanmen disciples. Both of them are faster than the other, to see who can eliminate the opponent as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, Hua Yunfei was slightly better and eliminated his opponents first, helping the Taixuanmen disciples win the third place.

So far, at least two of the top three are from Dongguan Taixuanmen. This has never happened in the previous Donghuang Competition. It can only be said that apart from the monster Hua Yunfei, the luck of the other disciples of Taixuan Sect is not bad.

"It seems that we are the only two left!" Yang Changan smiled with satisfaction. This was the biggest purpose of his trip.

It is also the thing that a proud protagonist cares about the most. Under the spotlight, he can defeat Hua Yunfei in an upright manner and regain his own reputation.

"Isn't this what you have been waiting for!"

Yang Changan glanced at Hua Yunfei. In his eyes, Hua Yunfei was already a dead person. None of the targets targeted by Ying Lao are still alive to tell about the horrors they encountered.

It was at noon that the most anticipated showdown between Hua Yunfei and Yang Changan was finally about to begin.

What follows is the poisonous plot set by Hua Yunfei, who is about to expose the true face of a villain in front of Yang Changan. .