Soul Devouring Sword Master

Boom! Boom...

For a moment, all kinds of attacks swept up and surged out.

At the same time, a huge blood-colored palm print descended.

Bang! !

A shocking roar resounded, setting off a surging wave of energy, rolling out, sweeping in all directions, and the space trembled violently like ripples.

Under the violent impact, the entire battlefield trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

Bang! Boom...

A series of roars continued to the ears, and Chen Fan's spiritual pattern attacks were broken one after another, and energy splashed everywhere.

Bang! !

At the same time, the blood-colored palm print was also worn out by the continuous attacks.

Bang! !

Suddenly, there was a final explosion.

Bang!

Puff!

A figure vomited blood and retreated violently. It was Chen Fan.

Under the terrible impact, Chen Fan had already reached the edge of the battlefield, his face was pale, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Swish!

At this moment, a sharp explosion sounded, and a blood-red sword light suddenly came.

At this moment, Chen Fan had not yet stood firm. The opponent's sword made him feel the crisis. He did not care about many things. He flipped his hand and hurriedly activated the scroll to attack.

Buzz!

A bright sword light bloomed from the scroll, dazzling and threatening, bursting out a strong breath. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be divided into two.

Bang! !

With a roar, the sword light and the knife light met, and a surging energy frenzy suddenly rose, sweeping wildly, and the space trembled violently.

Puff!

The next moment, Lin Xiao trembled, vomited blood and retreated wildly, while on the other side, Chen Fan also retreated violently.

Chen Fan was at the edge of the battle platform. After a shock, he flew out of the battle platform.

On the other side, Lin Xiao was also overturned and flew out of the battle platform vomiting blood.

The two landed almost at the same time.

The scene was suddenly quiet.

Many Jiuxuan Palace disciples were relieved to see this. They finally didn't lose this round.

But the Jiuxuan Palace elders frowned, as if they saw something.

"Pah!"

Lin Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up.

"Lin Xiao, how are you?"

Murong Shi hurried over and asked with concern.

"It's okay, just a little injury."

Lin Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at Chen Fan in the distance. His face sank slightly. "I didn't expect this guy to be so unruly!"

Just now, Chen Fan was about to be knocked off the stage. He took the opportunity to attack and was almost 100% sure to win, but at this moment, Chen Fan burst out a scroll to resist.

Using scrolls is one of the sources of combat power for spirit pattern masters. This is correct, but the premise is that this is a competition, and the scrolls used by spirit pattern masters must be within the range that he can engrave.

The scroll that Chen Fan used just now was obviously a high-level scroll of level six, equivalent to the attack of a third-level warrior in the Yuanhai realm. Of course, due to the rush and the limitation of Chen Fan's strength, the scroll's power was not fully exerted, but it was already very strong.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Xiao was knocked off the stage, otherwise, he was fully confident that he could win this battle.

Of course, because it happened too quickly just now, many people did not see this, but Lin Xiao believed that the elders of the Jiuxuan Palace should have noticed it.

Chen Fan, on the other hand, was holding his chest, his face was pale, and he looked seriously injured. When he noticed Lin Xiao's gaze, he deliberately turned his eyes away, his eyes changed, and he was obviously guilty.

But in that situation, he couldn't lose. At the critical moment, for the reputation of the Jiuxuan Palace, he could only do this.

"Even if this battle is a draw, Lin Xiao, what do you think?"

At this time, Qi Heng said, looking at Lin Dan

"Okay."

After hesitating for a while, Lin Xiao nodded.

He believed that Qi Heng definitely knew that Chen Fan had used the sixth-level high-level scroll, but he was obviously protecting his own shortcomings.

And Lin Xiao did not point it out. In this case, even if he came out, no one might believe him. After all, this was the place of Jiuxuan Palace. Moreover, he estimated that Chen Fan had destroyed the scroll. It was useless to just say it without evidence.

Moreover, he could understand it. After all, this was Jiuxuan Palace. He won two games in a row. Jiuxuan Palace's face was gone. He felt that Qi Heng had no ill intentions. He just asked him in a negotiating tone. Simply, Lin Xiao did not point it out. It was tacitly understood to avoid embarrassing everyone at that time.

After all, he had already won a game. If this game was tied, he still had the advantage. Even if he lost the next game, it would be a tie at most.

Many times, it is better not to be too serious about some things, otherwise it will be counterproductive.

"Are you really okay?"

Murong Shi said with some concern, "Qin Feng, he is a level 6 late spiritual pattern master, very powerful, you have to be careful!"

"Don't worry, there is still one last round, you just watch from the sidelines!"

Lin Xiao smiled slightly and pinched Murong Shi's cheeks, the latter blushed, nodded, watched Lin Xiao, and walked onto the stage.

"The third round! Just decide the winner, stop when you're done!"

Qi Heng deliberately reminded him.