Taiyue gave up and gave up, scattering the golden lotus under his feet. He was covered by a ball of light that attracted the Buddha, and he quickly flew out of the pond.

At this moment, only Cang Yueming, Fanyin Yi, Hua Caidi and Lu Yuan were left in the field.

Fanyin Yi is one against two. Even though he is so brave and invincible, he is at a disadvantage at this moment. He is suppressed by Hua Caidie and Lu Yuan. Danger is everywhere!

"Cang, are you okay? I can't hold on any longer!" Fan Yinyi shouted.

Cang Yueming smiled slightly.

"It's coming!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xuan's sword came rushing towards him and stabbed Lu Yuan in the back of the heart.

Lu Yuan knew how powerful it was and did not dare to neglect it, so he threw a magic weapon backhand.

What I saw was an octagonal compass, rotating rapidly in mid-air, evolving into four strange phenomena: wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, trapping Mo Xuan Sword in the middle.

"Lord Shadow God, this time we are fighting alone!"

Cang Yueming laughed loudly, flicked his fingers, and a sword energy burst out from his fingertips, shaking the octagonal compass.

The four strange phenomena of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning suddenly weakened a lot. Mo Xuanjian's momentum was like a rainbow, and he quickly came out of the formation to fight!

"What kind of move are you doing? You can actually break my 'Four Elephant Disk'!" Shadow God Lord said in surprise.

Cang Yueming smiled but did not answer.

The "Flicking Finger Sword" looks simple and unpretentious, but in fact it was understood by Liang Yan from the "Tao Sword Classic" and later improved by him. It can focus the sword's intention on one point to break through the seemingly comprehensive defense.

The "Four Symbols Disk" was broken, and Lu Yuan's body was full of flaws. He hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, he fired out a series of spells, turning into a long purple dragon and rising up into the sky.

Cang Yueming's face was calm, and she pinched the sword in her hand sharply. Mo Xuan's sword was like a scholar splashing ink, drawing ink shadows in the air.

The long purple dragon was quickly chopped into pieces, the sword light flew over the water, and it was in front of Lu Yuan in a blink of an eye.

"Huh, I don't believe I can't beat you!"

Lu Yuan cast a spell again, and dozens of green nail-headed awls flew out from his sleeves, hitting the sword light of Mo Xuan's sword and making a series of "dang, dang, dang, dang!" sounds.

The two of them fought with speed, their bodies were like ghosts, and they quickly fought to the point where they could move away from each other.

Cang Yueming has a clear upper hand.

But before the winner could be decided, a crisp sound was heard. It turned out that the golden lotus at Lu Yuan's feet was shattered and had no place to stand. It just fell into the pool with a "plop".

"Lu Yuan, eliminated!"

Venerable Xuan Ye announced the result expressionlessly, and then cast a spell to bring Lu Yuan to the shore.

Seeing this scene, Gui Wujiu's face turned slightly gloomy.

"Alas, my skills are inferior to others, there is nothing I can do." Lu Yuan sighed and silently returned to the crowd.

At the same time, the battle between Fanyinyi and Hua Caidi also determined the winner.

Huacaidie's glazed divine light seemed to be restrained by his fist power. Every time the divine light was condensed, it would be dispersed by the fist power, making it impossible to display those ever-changing moves.

boom!

There was an explosion above the pond, but it was Fanyin Yi who punched the golden lotus at Hua Caidi's feet.

Hua Caidi hurriedly used the Glazed Divine Light, but due to being suppressed before, the flaw was exposed. At this time, it was too late to defend, and she could only watch the golden lotus being shattered.

Plop!

The colorful butterfly also fell into the water.

"Hua Cai Die, eliminated!"

After Venerable Xuan Ye finished speaking, he raised his hand and cast a magic spell to lead the colorful butterfly to the shore.

At this moment, only Cang Yueming and Fanyin Yi were left in the pond on the left.

The two looked at each other from a distance and laughed at the same time.

"Good, what a Cang Yueming!"

Fanyin Yi laughed and said: "I take back what I said before, you are very good and you are my recognized opponent!"

"You're not bad either!" Cang Yueming laughed softly.

"You and I both have ways to keep the golden lotus under our feet from breaking. Since there are only two of us left, there's no need to waste time. Let's decide the outcome with one move!"

"I think so too!"

At this point, both of them stopped talking.

Fanyin Yi clenched his fist sideways, his long hair flying, and purple infuriating energy appeared around him, spinning rapidly around him like a whirlwind.

"Zihe is so angry!"

Cang Yueming's face was solemn, with a hint of fear in her eyes.

Martial arts cultivators are a very special type of monks. Their numbers are as rare as sword cultivators. It’s not that they lack the method of inheritance, but because martial cultivators have no spiritual roots. They only achieve enlightenment with a mortal body and rely on a breath of post-natural energy.

Cultivate all kinds of magical powers.

Therefore, the path of martial cultivation is more difficult than that of legal cultivation and physical cultivation.

In fact, from some aspects, martial arts and physical cultivation have many similarities. For example, both types of monks have powerful bodies.

But physical cultivation has spiritual roots. This is the biggest difference between the two!

Physical cultivation uses spiritual roots to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, converts it into spiritual power and stores it in the Dantian and meridians, and then uses the spiritual power to temper the physical body.

In other words, without spiritual roots, there is no way to transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's own use, and there is no way to refine the body!

Martial arts cultivation is the only way for mortals to achieve enlightenment. Those who can cultivate to great heights are rare beings, and their strength is generally not bad.

The one in front of me, Fanyin Yi, is one of the best. His "Purple River Qi" is enough to destroy mountains and fill seas. Even a swordsman who is famous for attacking must be wary of his fist power!

"Brother Fan's punch is absolutely merciless. In this case, Cang must go all out!"

Cang Yueming murmured to herself and pinched the magic formula in her hand.

Mo Xuan's sword rushed up into the sky and turned into a mass of black shadow. With a finger of his hand, thousands of sword energy flew out, overlapping and densely packed, like a torrential downpour, shrouding Fan Yin Yi's figure in it.

Facing the rain of swords pouring from above his head, Fanyin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted loudly:

"Well done! Follow up with my punch!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the right fist that had been accumulated for a long time was violently swung out, and the "Purple River Qi" exploded quickly, turning into a huge purple fist shadow and hitting the sword energy in the sky!

The hundreds of sword energy flying in the front were shattered at the same time, the space was torn apart, and cracks appeared, spreading around like spider webs.

The purple fist shadow moved forward inexorably, and wherever it passed, the sword energy was shattered to pieces. It traveled unimpeded and destroyed everything!

Cang Yueming saw this scene from a distance. While he was shocked, it also aroused his desire to win. He laughed loudly and said:

"Thread thousands of volumes of books, and there is true meaning in the pen. Brother Taoist, listen: I am so excited that I write to shake the five mountains, and the poem becomes a smile that is proud of the world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black light falling from the sky amidst the rain of thousands of swords, as if a scholar had knocked over the inkstone and poured out the ink.

Unexpectedly, this ink contains mystery. When it fell in the air, by coincidence, a wild and uninhibited word "sword" was written!

The sword intent of the "Scholar's Sword" is brought into full play at this moment!

The sword light and fist shadows collided with each other, erupting with a loud sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. The aftermath of the fight spread to all directions, setting off huge waves in the pond!

The onlookers all felt that the chaotic and powerful force rushed to the shore. If the four sages of Luo Tianshan had not made arrangements and set up a barrier formation on the shore, I am afraid that some monks with insufficient realm would have died inexplicably.

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When the aftermath of the mana dissipated and the pond returned to calm, everyone immediately turned their attention to the field.

I saw Fanyin Yi and Cang Yueming standing opposite each other across ten feet of water. Their faces were very calm, and there was even a smile on the corner of their mouth. For a moment, it was impossible to tell who was winning and who was losing.

"Who won this?" someone whispered.

"I don't know! It seems that neither of them was injured. Doesn't it mean that one move will determine the outcome?"

"The 'Boxing Sect' must have won. His punch just now shook the heavens and the earth. I saw Cang Yueming's sword energy was shattered!" A young monk whispered.

"uncertain!"

An old man in linen clothes shook his head and said: "Cang Yueming is said to have received the guidance of the 'Unparalleled Divine Sword', and his swordsmanship has been astonishing. His move just now was a 'needle hidden in cotton' technique. The sword energy seemed to be scattered, and was affected by the strength of the fist."

It's easy to break them up, but the real killing move is hidden in these scattered sword energy. I'm afraid that Fanyin Yi has already suffered a secret loss, but it's just because of his pride that he didn't admit defeat immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people next to him burst into laughter: "Guo Laodao, do you understand again? Your analysis is so clear and logical, why are you still in the early stage of the Golden Elixir?"

"Hmph, what do you idiots know? Rotten wood cannot be carved, and rotten wood cannot be carved!" the old man in sackcloth shook his head repeatedly.

Not to mention the commotion on the bank of the pond, but above the water, Fanyin Yi and Cang Yueming looked at each other and smiled.

"Brother Cang, what a unique sword intention!"

"Haha, it's just because of his personality. Brother Fan's 'Purple River Qi' is called domineering!"

"Hahaha!"

The two of them laughed at the same time. In the laughter, the golden lotus under their feet was shattered and dissipated at the same time.

It turns out that in this battle, both of them were determined to win, and a well-matched opponent could only be met but not sought! So both of them threw the rules of the assessment out of the window and gave it a try, just to confirm what they had learned!
To be continued...