The next day.

Danxia Peak.

Lianxia Palace.

Still on that broad altar.

They are still the fifty outer disciples selected from the five peaks.

However, there are only eight people left who can continue to fight today.

At this time, Senior Sister Su Xin of Danxia Peak was standing on the platform, announcing today's rules.

In fact, it is very simple. It is just eight people fighting against each other. The winner enters the next round until the champion is decided.

As for who will fight against whom, it will be decided by drawing lots using a magic circle.

On the high platform, a circular magic circle appeared in mid-air.

The names of He Zhiqiu and eight other people appeared in the magic circle.

Then the eight names began to spin rapidly. After a while, only two names remained in the magic circle. They were the two people in this duel:

Ruomei, Feng Tianyun.

The outer disciples began to discuss:

"Is it actually a civil war in Danxia Peak?"

"There are only two people left at Danxia Peak. I didn't expect that they would kill each other in the first battle!"

"I'm optimistic about Feng Tianyun. His Tai Shang Ru Xin Sword has reached the highest level!"

"Have you forgotten how Junior Sister Ruo won?"

"That should be luck. Junior Sister Ruo should not be a match for Feng Tianyun."

Seeing that he actually met Ruomei, Feng Tianyun's face immediately showed joy.

Ruomei's performance yesterday was indeed beyond his expectations, but when he went back last night and thought about it carefully, he felt that Ruomei was actually using the Tai Shang Ruxin Sword for defense, combined with some physical training close combat skills.

Coupled with her weak appearance, the attack was completely unexpected.

If he used all his strength, Ruomei would most likely not be his match.

When Ruomei felt the pressure, I would cleverly help her win, and Junior Sister Ruomei would naturally be filled with gratitude.

In this way, winning the heart of a beauty is a piece of cake.

In fact, Ruomei is not that beautiful, but her delicate temperament is particularly attractive.

Feng Tianyun prided himself on being a romantic and suave man, and he had never seen such a girl before, so naturally he wanted to win her over.

Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the name of Danxia Prodigal Son?

The two walked to the center of the field, and Feng Tianyun smiled at Ruomei and said:

"Junior sister, I didn't expect that we would actually meet. It's fate!"

Ruomei still looked innocent, blinked her eyes, and said in confusion:

"Brother, there are only eight of us. Is it strange that we are the only ones to meet?"

Feng Tianyun laughed: "Junior sister, you really don't understand romance. Do you remember what I said to you last night?"

Ruomei looked confused: "I went to bed early last night. When did my senior brother come to talk to me?"

Feng Tianyun was startled, his face darkened slightly, and then he smiled: "It seems that Junior Sister still thinks she can beat me. In this case, Senior Brother will show her strength."

After he finished speaking, a long sword appeared in his hand. He leaped into the air and said loudly:

"Junior sister, be careful. If you can't stop it, tell me as soon as possible."

Then the sword slashed down, and dozens of faint sword beams flew towards Ruomei.

These sword beams are densely packed and extremely heavy, and they seem to give people a lot of pressure.

A confident smile appeared on Feng Tianyun's face.

Junior sister, my Tai Shang Ru Xin Sword is not comparable to Zhang Chen's.

The outer disciples watching the battle all looked shocked:

"Senior Brother Feng has already practiced the Supreme Ruxin Sword to such a level!"

"Even Senior Brother Zhang from Jietian Peak is no better than this, right?"

"How can we dodge so many sword beams?"

"Junior sister will definitely lose!"

Dense sword beams came down in an instant, completely covering Ruomei's petite figure.

Bang, bang, bang! The sound of collision continued, and it was obvious that Ruomei was struggling to resist.

I just don't know how many swords I can block.

Feng Tianyun said loudly: "Junior Sister Ruo, if you beg me now, I will put away my sword and let you pass, as long as you...huh?"

His voice stopped abruptly and he looked down at the tip of the sword sticking out of his thigh.

The sword pierced his leg from behind and then stabbed out from the front. Before Feng Tianyun could react, the sword had been pulled out.

Suddenly, blood gushed out from the wound like a red fountain, which was quite spectacular.

"ah……"

Before Feng Tianyun could even utter a scream, the sword came out from his left thigh again and then was pulled out.

puff!

Another red fountain took shape.

"Junior Sister Ruo, you..."

Just as Feng Tianyun was about to turn around, there was another hissing sound. This time the tip of the sword came out from the right abdomen, stirred twice, and then pulled out.

Next, it was the left abdomen, right shoulder, and left shoulder. Each time he pierced and pulled out skillfully.

Puff puff puff!

Blood gushed out from the six holes on Feng Tianyun's body, turning him into a human fountain.

The handsome man in white was walking in the air with blood spurting all over his body. It was a breathtaking sight.

Ding!

The long sword that had pierced six holes in his body fell to the ground.

The thin little woman was frightened and her hands were shaking.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Feng, you're too fierce and scared me."

Ruomei's face was pale and her eyes were red. She pointed at Feng Tianyun who had scared her. Her voice was sad and pitiful, and she looked like she had been bullied.

“…”

The surroundings fell into deathly silence.

As for those who cultivate immortality, they all wear fluttering white robes, with swords flying around, and the winner is decided from a distance.

These disciples had never seen anyone stabbing others with swords like in the secular fights.

Not only did you stab him once, you stabbed him six times in a row, leaving bloody holes.

After stabbing someone, you blame them for scaring you.

Judging from the speed at which the blood is spurting out, I'm afraid that Feng Tianyun's blood will run out soon.

It was not until this moment that Feng Tianyun came to his senses. He looked down at the six holes on his body with a confused look on his face.

The main reason was that Ruomei stabbed too fast, and he didn't even feel the pain before a hole appeared on his body.

By the time he reacted, there were already six holes on his body and he had turned into a human fountain.

"ah!!!"

At this moment, he finally felt the pain and screamed miserably:

"Master, help me! My junior sister wants to kill me, Master, help me!"

Tan Tai Ming Yue frowned slightly, raised her white hand, and a soft white light flew out, covering Feng Tian Yun's body, finally helping him stop the bleeding so that he would not bleed to death.

Feng Tianyun fell to the ground with a bang, groping for the holes in his body with his hands, screaming in pain.

“It hurts so much! It hurts so much!”

It didn't even need to be announced to know who the winner was. Soon someone came and dragged out the screaming Feng Tianyun.

Ruomei was still shouting from behind: "Senior Brother Feng, I'm sorry, you hit me first."

Feng Tianyun's eyes changed when he looked at her, and he muttered, "Mad, crazy!"

The disciples around were all stunned.

"How did you win this?"

"Wasn't Ruomei suppressed by Senior Brother Feng? Why did she suddenly appear behind Senior Brother Feng?"

"Was she using our Supreme Ruxin Sword just now?"

"Hey, hey, haven't you noticed? Ruomei looks weak, but she's actually crazy."

"Don't mess with this woman!"

Feng Tianyun was carried away. Ruomei bowed slightly towards the podium and walked out of the arena.

"Wait a moment."

On the high platform, Ye Xiyue suddenly spoke.