"Hao'er!" Nangong Tian's voice sounded again, his eyes obviously red, because even he could see the thrillingness of the sword just now.

If Nangong Hao had not given up devouring Yan Xiu's bloody mountains and rivers at the last moment, the consequences now would have been almost unimaginable.

"The head of the Nangong family seems to be very excited?" Yan Yin looked at Nangong Tian's clenched fist, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yan Yin, don't be too proud!"

"Oh? The head of the Nangong family, do you still want to fight with me?"

"Hmph!" Nangong Tian snorted coldly, his face darkened, and he looked at Nangong Hao not far away. Looking at the wound on Nangong Hao's shoulder, the breath on his body also became a little unstable.

Yan Xiu in the field was also looking at Nangong Hao at this moment.

For Yan Xiu, of course, he could not believe what Fang Zhengzhi said just now, or it was impossible for him to believe it completely, but this did not include tacit understanding.

Because, tacit understanding must be achieved through a long period of running-in.

For example, the blow he cooperated with Fang Zhengzhi just now.

The Bloody Mountains and Rivers Map takes action, and Nangong Hao immediately uses the Bloody Mountains and Rivers Map to devour. If nothing unexpected happens, Nangong Hao can devour or rebound the Bloody Mountains and Rivers Map to devour.

However, Fang Zhengzhi had already made a move before Nangong Hao completed his devouring.

This means that when he started, Fang Zhengzhi had already guessed his moves and also predicted Nangong Hao's actions, so he could take advantage of the moment when Nangong Hao was devouring his sword.

"A coincidence?" Yan Xiu wanted to ask, but now it was obviously not the time, because Fang Zhengzhi moved again after slashing Nangong Hao with one sword.

One punch!

It hit the wound on Nangong Hao’s shoulder directly!

Blood splattered again.

It can be said that Fang Zhengzheng has indeed brought the concept of taking advantage of your illness to the extreme. As long as you hit it with one move, you will immediately have a second move or even a third move.

Yan Xiu also understood this principle.

Therefore, he naturally knew that if he delayed it, the result of this martial arts competition would be out, and then it would be meaningless for him to take action at this time.

No hesitation any more.

Because, he has never been a hesitant person.

In an instant, Yan Xiu's body moved again, and his body turned into a black afterimage, appearing in front of Nangong Hao at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The injured Nangong Hao's body flew back again, his face turned extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but overflow from the corner of his mouth again.

And under the altar.

Daoxin's originally nervous eyes finally relaxed at this moment, but there was more or less a complexity in his eyes.

"Xuan, it's not that I'm cruel. If I weren't forced to do anything, I would never want to lie to you, nor would you want you to have any intersection with Fang Zhengzhi again. However, no one except you could do this..." Dao Xin's lips opened slightly, and then his eyes slightly raised, looking at the sky: "Fang Zhengzhi, I never thought you could still live, but you did survive. Then, no matter how heavy the price you pay and the risk you take, I must let you die again!"

"Xin, are you worried that Yan Xiu and Fang Zhengzhi will recover their memory after they come into contact?" Daohun's voice rang out at this time.

"No, I'm not worried about this." Dao Xin shook her head.

"Well, there is no need to worry, because Yan Xiu's memory is absolutely impossible to be restored." Daohun nodded slightly when he heard this.

"I know." Dao Xin nodded and looked at Yan Xiu. She naturally knew what the Taoist soul meant, but there was still a faint feeling in her eyes: "Actually, what I am really afraid of is not that Yan Xiu will restore his memory, but whether they will become friends again!"

The next sentence of Taoist heart was not said, because as long as Yan Xiu could really do his best today, this possibility was just her excessive worry and would no longer exist.

Fortunately...

In such a battle, even if Yan Xiu's heart is really fluctuating, due to the environment, it is impossible for Yan Xiu to have too much time to find out the truth.

"Boom!" The sound of the field came again.

I have to say that Dao Xin's guess was not wrong, because Yan Xiu really didn't have time to think and ask more questions now, everything was moving towards her plan.

With the tacit cooperation between Yan Xiu and Fang Zhengzhi, Nangong Hao has basically no longer had the power to fight back. He was forced to retreat again and again, almost leaving the edge of the altar.

Fang Zhengzhi seemed to have no warning to Yan Xiu at all. He still stood in front of Yan Xiu as before, and continued to launch an offensive against Nangong Hao.

"Yan Xiu, this is the last blow!" Fang Zhengzheng looked at Nangong Hao who had retreated to the edge of the altar, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter.

"Yeah." Yan Xiu nodded gently, and at the same time, the silver bone and blood fan in his hand tightened again, and there seemed to be a certain firmness in his expression.

And at this moment, Fang Zhengzhi moved again.

As before, he rushed towards Nangong Hao first. A strange purple light flowed from the traceless sword in his hand, and he slashed at Nangong Hao without any hesitation.

Nangong Hao pressed one hand on his shoulder and the other hand holding the Wuwei Sword. Seeing Fang Zhengzhi rushing over again, there was a hint of determination in his expression.

He did not retreat again, because he had no choice but to retreat.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The blood light soared into the sky, completely blocking the sunshine in the sky, making the entire sky look like it was dyed red by bright red blood.

The blood mist in the sky filled the air, sometimes turning into streams of light, sometimes turning into blood-colored characters, which was cold and palpitations.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly flew out of the blood light, drew an arc in the air like a stream of light, and then landed heavily on the ground.

"Boom!" The ground shattered.

"Have you won?!"

"Is it finally over?"

"Nangong Hao lost?"

When the disciples of the sects around him saw this scene, they immediately looked at the figures falling on the ground. However, when they saw clearly the figures falling on the ground, their eyes suddenly widened.

Because, the person who fell to the ground was not Nangong Hao.

But to be upright!

"What's going on?"

"Fang Zhengzhi...was knocked away?"

"How is this possible?"

If what happened in front of you happened half an hour ago and Fang Zhengzhi was knocked away by a move when he started fighting with Nangong Hao, the disciples of the surrounding sects would never be surprised.

But now...

Fang Zhengzhi had obviously gained an absolute advantage, but being suddenly knocked away at this time undoubtedly made the disciples of the surrounding sects feel a little unbelievable.

Not only the disciples of the surrounding sects can't believe it.

Inside the Five Sects of the Holy Realm, Mo Shanshi, Mu Qingfeng and others were even Qian Yu obviously shocked, and he didn't know what was going on.

However, the fact is that Fang Zhengzheng did fall to the ground, and from the expression, there seemed to be a sense of extreme pain.

"Nangong Hao, you... didn't expect you to have the last move hidden..." Fang Zhengzhi's body thrust suddenly, and then his eyes rolled up and he immediately fainted inappropriately.

Such a change came too quickly.

"Disappointed?!"

"That's how you faint?"

"No way?"

The disciples of the sects around him were completely unable to react. After all, compared to Fang Zhengzhen's previous majesty, he is a little too weak now.

If you knock it away, then get up and fight again.

I fainted directly, what does it mean?

The disciples of the sect looked at Fang Zhengzheng, who fainted suddenly, and then looked at Nangong Hao, who was wrapped in blood, and they really couldn't accept it.

In fact, not only the disciples of the sect could not accept it, but even Nangong Hao, who was the person involved, had a clear surprise on his face. Looking at Fang Zhengzhen who fainted, he was stunned for a moment.

Very delicate atmosphere.

It was so subtle that even Bai Fei stopped tapping the armrest of the chair, his fingers hung in the air, almost motionless.

But if there is another person on the zenith of Tianchan Mountain, it is not too surprised that he is definitely the Taoist heart sitting directly in front of Yin and Yang Hall.

"Xuan, thank you." Dao Xin's lips moved slightly, and then he also looked at the somewhat indifferent figure standing there.

However, compared with the calmness of the Taoist heart, Yan Xiu's face was not too calm, and even Yan Xiu's face was slightly stunned.

Moreover, this expression is almost exactly the same as the expression on Nangong Hao’s face.

He looked at Fang Zhengzheng, who was unconscious from a distance, and then looked at Nangong Hao wrapped in blood in front of him. Yan Xiu was also standing in place in a daze.

Until a voice came from his ear.

"Yan Xiu, seize the opportunity!" This sound naturally comes from the Yin and Yang Palace, but it does not come from the Taoist heart, but from the Taoist soul.

It can be heard that there is a little excitement in this voice, because, in this case, the result of this martial arts competition can actually be predicted.

Yan Xiu finally came to his senses at this time.

Even though his face was still surprised, his eyes quickly fell on Nangong Hao, and his figure rushed towards Nangong Hao like lightning.

"Hmm?!" Nangong Hao also reacted at this moment. Seeing Yan Xiu rushing over, he took two steps forward and greeted Yan Xiu.
To be continued...