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I saw Feng Haocang's face was calm, and he ignored the ice dragon.

Opening his mouth, a golden light spit out from his mouth, pierced through the light curtain, and flew towards the black water dragon.

"That is……"

Shen Lian's heart moved, and under the investigation of his spiritual sense, he couldn't help showing surprise.

Inside the golden light is a round ball, about the size of a thumb.

A thick layer of golden flame lingers on it.

Shen Lian is very familiar with this thing, because he also has one.

No, it should be said that all Golden Core monks have it.

Because that is basically the natal golden elixir condensed by the golden elixir monk, which contains the aura of the whole body and a trace of the soul.

"What exactly does Feng Haocang want to do?"

Shen Lian whispered in his heart.

I saw that golden core slowly penetrated the rain curtain, and the surface of the core was burning, forcing back the cold air lingering around.

"Hao Cang can't!"

On the side stands, Cai Tianming stood up suddenly, his face was full of anxiety, and he stopped loudly.

It's a pity that Feng Haocang was unmoved, and didn't intend to stop for a moment.

Jin Dan drew a thin line in the air and landed on top of the head of the Heishui Jiao.

At this moment, Heishui suddenly jumped up and opened his mouth to swallow the golden pill.

Then it seemed to be in great pain, and the whole body rolled uncontrollably.

"Ow—"

The Blackwater Jiao let out a miserable roar.

The scales of the body peeled off instantly, countless wounds spread, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

But at the same time, the breath in its body is rising steadily.

In an instant, it seemed that a certain limit had been broken.

Feng Haocang's face was pale, he gritted his teeth and manipulated.

Heishuijiao suddenly turned its head in mid-air, its eyes were completely filled with blood, and it contained an extremely tyrannical aura.

In the next second, he rushed towards Fang Nan brazenly.

Its entire body turned into a black light in mid-air, extremely fast.

"boom!"

Before everyone could react, a huge roar came suddenly.

The black water flood dragon slammed into the ice wall with all its strength.

Originally, the Blackwater Jiao couldn't break through the tens of feet thick ice wall even with all its strength.

But this time, the ice wall seemed to suddenly become extremely fragile.

The huge figure of the Heishui Jiao was hardly hindered in the slightest, and it smashed the ice wall completely in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, he ran out of momentum and bumped into Fang Nan again.

"Exposure!"

How could Fang Nan's flesh and blood body be compared to the ice wall? When hit by the black water dragon, it exploded suddenly, turning into lumps of flesh all over the ground.

The Heishuijiao still maintained its impact posture, until it hit the defensive array on the edge of the ring again, and then came to a halt with a "boom".

The big formation created layers of ripples, absorbing and dissolving all the remaining power.

"Shh!"

On the high platform to the side, Mu Yusheng stood up with a "whoosh" sound, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He originally thought that Fang Nan's victory was in his hands, but he didn't expect Feng Haocang to use such a move suddenly, Fang Nan died before he had time to rescue him.

Then he turned his head to look at Feng Haocang.

In the sky, the thousand-foot ice dragon is still landing.

It's a pity that he lost Fang Nan's control, and before he was about to hit Feng Haocang's protection, it turned into a little spiritual energy and dissipated.

Mu Yusheng's expression was extremely ugly.

The fourth round of the Grand Competition had just started, and Fang Nan, whom he valued the most, fell directly.

How to fight next?

"puff!"

At this time, Feng Haocang who was standing in the corner suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The breath dropped instantly.

At the same time, the huge body of the Heishuijiao in the opposite corner rolled on the ground, then suddenly lost its sound, and stopped abruptly.

"boom!"

Following the death of the Blackwater Jiao, Feng Haocang's left arm exploded again, and the whole thing shattered into blood mist.

He couldn't hold on any longer, his body went limp, he fell to the ground, and passed out.

"when!"

Fang Ding lost control, fell to the ground, and rolled aside.

Looking at Feng Haocang at this time, the aura has already dropped from the peak of the tenth level of Jindan to the tenth level of foundation building.

Losing a large realm of cultivation, obviously the price he paid for the move just now was not small.

Now his whole person's breathing is extremely weak, like a candle in the wind.

"Quickly remove the big formation!"

Cai Tianming roared angrily, and with a flash, he landed beside Feng Haocang.

Frowning, he picked up Feng Haocang and handed it to the inner sect elder waiting below, "Hurry up and save him, use the best healing pill."

Cai Tianming ordered urgently.

"Yes, Master."

Several elders saluted and took Feng Haocang down.

"Hey, this is the first scene..."

Lei Zhendong shook his head and sighed, with an unconcealable schadenfreude on his face.

He originally wanted to sarcasm Mu Yusheng a few more words, but found that Cai Tianming also had an ugly face.

I had no choice but to keep my voice down and didn't continue talking.

Mu Yusheng glanced at him coldly, then jumped onto the ring.

After a long silence, they waved together Fang Nan's body parts, including his storage bag, and put them away together.

After doing all this, Mu Yusheng returned to the stands.

"Senior Brother Mu..."

Fairy Chanji whispered.

Mu Yusheng shook his head and didn't speak, but his face became more and more gloomy.

Let's not mention the mood changes of the four masters.

Some disciples jumped onto the ring and cleaned the ground.

Then the presiding elder stood up again, and said with a heavy face, "Continue with the big competition, and start the draw for the second duel."

There is not much time left for everyone to grieve.

In fact, few people really felt pain because of Fang Nan's death.

In Qingyun Sect, the small group headed by Fang Nan had a serious face.

Chu Mingxu fell into a state of sluggishness completely.

But on Su Luo's side, everyone was refreshed and excited, almost laughing out loud.

"Qing Yunzong, number 11 disciple, Shen Lian, please come to the stage to draw lots!"

At this moment, the presiding elders in the ring had drawn out a new candidate for the duel and announced it loudly.

Hearing this name, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect were stunned.

Everyone including Shen Lian was stunned for a moment, never expecting that it would be his turn in the second round.

"Junior Brother, I wish you good luck!"

Su Luo patted Shen Lian on the shoulder.

Shen Lian nodded slightly, walked out with a calm face, and stepped onto the ring.

Under the signal of the presiding elder, he reached out and touched the urn-shaped magic vessel for a while, and took out a wooden sign.

I glanced at the name on it, but I didn't recognize it, so I handed it to the presiding elder.

The other party took it, and when he saw clearly the opponent Shen Lian had chosen, he couldn't help showing a strange expression.

After a slight pause, he announced loudly, "The list is confirmed, Qing Yunzong, Shen Lian, the first core of Thunder Valley, Xu Wen!"

"Wow!"

As soon as the list came out, the scene was filled with discussions again.

"The No. 11 disciple of Qingyun Sect against the first core of Thunder Valley? Is this a fart?"

"Yeah, then Xu Wen is really lucky."

"Hey, it's a pity that we, Senior Brother Feng, directly fought against the number one Qing Yunzong. Although we won in the end, we also fell into a coma due to serious injuries."

"Hey, I don't know how long the smoke has been rising from Xu Wenzu's grave. I'm so lucky..."

……

The disciples were discussing one after another.

In the side stands, Lei Zhendong burst into laughter uncontrollably.

"Hahaha...Brother Mu, you see what I can say, forget it, forget it, let's thank you Qing Yunzong for letting this happen."

Lei Zhendong looked at Mu Yusheng with a smile on his face.

The latter's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, and he opened his mouth, but he still didn't speak in the end.

He just sent a message to Shen Lian helplessly, "Don't be reckless, just admit defeat on stage, the sect won't blame you."