Faced with the fierce sword light, Fang Jianxin was not panicked. Instead, he held the ancient sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword facing down, and took a small step on his right foot.~~~~

"The sky rolls and the waves!"

When the sword light came, Fang Jianxin suddenly shook and shouted. The ancient sword instantly drew out, and the sword energy rolled back, as if there was a vortex rotating continuously in it.

In Mo Bei's astonished gaze, the sword lights actually rolled back and rushed towards him.

The speed is a bit faster than before.

"I actually bounced back my sword energy. This Fang Jianxin sword technique has reached such a level!" Fang Jianxin has never used this kind of sword technique since the beginning, which has stunned Mo Bei for a moment.

But Mo Bei quickly came to his senses, his feet moved slightly, his body was like the wind, causing a burst of sounds of breaking through the air, and instantly moved several feet away on the right side.

"Boom!"

With a huge explosion, a big pit suddenly exploded at Mo Bei's original location.

Staring at the position just now, Mo Bei turned around and looked at Fang Jianxin and said, "Fellow Daoist's sword skills are indeed outstanding. If you use sword skills to fight, you will really not be your opponent."

After a real showdown with him, Mo Bei realized how powerful his sword skills were.

"The move just now, one of the thirty-six sword techniques!"

Fang Jianxin held the ancient sword and said to Mo Bei: "The real powerful thing about fellow Taoist is not swordsmanship. Summon the sword spirit."

Mo Bei smiled indifferently, immediately touched the sword body and recited the mantra.

The light flows, the water waves ripples in the void, and the ripples continue. A real dragon with a terrifying aura gradually appears.

"Ho huh huh..."

The sound of dragon roars drives an unparalleled momentum and rolls around wildly.

The terrifying momentum immediately suppressed Fang Jianxin and suffocated. He was only now that he truly realized how terrifying Xiao Xuan, who was powerful in the Golden Pill stage, was.

But there was a sense of excitement flashing in his eyes. Faced with such a strong opponent, he not only did not retreat, but instead aroused his competitive spirit.

A sword stirred up. The sword intent bloomed, and the white light shone on the ancient sword, constantly flashing.

"Sword Wind Slash!"

The sword energy pierced through the void, carrying a terrifying hurricane, and rushed towards Xiao Xuan with amazing momentum.

A violent aura suddenly burst out on Xiao Xuan's body, and the dragon roared continuously.

Under the power of Shui Longyin, the water vapor in the air gathered together as if it was in madness.

It actually condensed into small water dragons. Ten thousand dragons roared together, rolling endless water vapor, and directly met the sword energy.

The momentum spread from thousands of water dragons actually suppressed the sword energy with a hurricane.

The sword energy seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and its power was gradually weakened.

"Huang Guang Lei Spirit Slash!"

Seeing this, Fang Jianxin's face calmed down, waved his right hand, and the ancient sword instantly escaped from his hand, spinning wildly in the void, as if it turned into a terrifying vortex, bombarding forward.

The sword energy kept erupting, tearing the space apart, and roaring wildly.

Before the sword arrived, the solemn sword energy arrived first.

The sword energy collided with thousands of water dragons, and the sound of puffs was endless.

Ten thousand water dragons actually dissipated in the air in the strangulation of the sword energy.

However, those sword energy were also exhausted and disappeared.

Xiao Xuan swam like a dragon roaring, and countless water vapor gathered again.

And they differentiated from it, whipping towards Fang Jianxin like a whip.

The water chains were as thick as buckets, causing a sound of breaking through the air, with an extremely amazing momentum. If they were really hit, Fang Jianxin might have been seriously injured.

Fang Jianxin reached out and grabbed the ancient sword that was still rotating constantly, flew backwards and fell into his hands.

At the same time, his feet stepped on the ground, his body rose into the air, and his body kept flashing.

Endless water chains flood the world and keep waving.

Fang Jianxin was gradually forced into a dead corner, and all the water chains were about to hit his body.

He gritted his teeth and a solemn intention of killing soared into the sky. He was like transforming into a sword, with countless sword energy around him rushing into the sky and facing the water chains.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Countless water chains were like demons dancing, constantly sucking on the sword energy. The somewhat lost water chains were occasionally sucked on Fang Jianxin, making waves of metal collision sounds.

Fang Jianxin's face gradually turned pale, and blood began to overflow from the corners of her mouth.

After a burst of thrust, Fang Jianxin found a dead corner, and the whole person merged with the sword light, and flashed in one flash.

He instantly escaped from that dead corner and landed on the other side of the Temple of Heaven.

At this moment, he felt unbearable pain all over his body, his qi and blood rolled, and his mind was dizzy.

A "click" sound

Mo Bei's feet fell to the ground, looked at Fang Jianxin, and said sincerely: "Fellow Daoist, you are really strong. If I don't have a sword spirit, I will not be your opponent."

"But the strong sword spirit also means that you are strong." Fang Jianxin said with a wry smile.

"You said it well, so you won't be my opponent, so you'd better give in!" Mo Bei nodded and did not deny it.

Fang Jianxin sighed and said, "I originally thought that if you summon the sword spirit, even if I am not an opponent, I can fight for both losses..."

"But now it seems that even if I use all my sword skills, I will not be a match for fellow Taoists."

Speaking of this, he sighed again, then said, "I admit defeat!"

He spitted these three words out of his mouth, as if he had used all his strength.

Fang Jianxin knew very well that he was defeated in the battle and was completely defeated.

Before, he had a fight with Wang Yihao and Wang Shanshui, and he still had the power to fight. Even if they both won, it would not be so easy to win.

But now he has no ability to fight against Mo Bei.

The sword spirit returns, and the magic sword returns to the sheath.

Mo Bei stood there, looking at Fang Jianxin, his eyes were not excited, and he was still so calm.

Suddenly Mo Bei was stunned. He suddenly realized that his use of the sword spirit far surpassed his divine sword. Before he knew it, he became a firm supporter of the sword spirit lineage of Taixu Sect!

On the pillars...

"Junior Brother Mo Bei won. That is to say, he won the third place in the Genius Club..."

"And. Brother Wang, you also got the second place. There are two of us in the top three!" Langya turned her head, looked at Wang Yihao, and said with great excitement.

Wang Yihao smiled slightly. Although he had known the result of this battle, even he could not fight Mo Bei's strength, let alone Fang Jianxin.

But seeing that Mo Bei's breath was stable and there was no sign of a battle, he was still shocked.

The Tianhuo Taoist and Dongfang Jue who had lost to Mo Bei before were both clenched with fists and their eyes were extremely sharp.

Especially Dongfang Jue, if his eyes could kill people, Mo Bei would have no idea how many times he had died.

As for Shui Wu Yao Niang, the corner of her mouth was slightly raised. She didn't look depressed at all, but she felt a little happy in her heart.

It seems that he is happy for Mo Bei to win.

This is the first time she has had this feeling, which is very wonderful, and it also makes her feel very strange. Why did Mo Bei win and want to be happy for him?

Fang Luoyou, who was observing the disciples, also smiled and murmured: "It's not bad if you get the third place."

"In the last game, the winner was Mo Bei of Taixu Sect."

As Pei Lun's words fell, the competition at the genius meeting finally came to an end.

"Now, the top three are announced!" Master Pei Lun continued to say loudly.

After he finished speaking, he immediately aroused the shouts of all the observers.

Mo Bei stood on the Temple of Heaven, looking at the disciples who kept shouting, his face was calm, but his heart was filled with joy.

No matter what, winning is also a thing to be happy about.

After Fang Jianxin took a few pills, his breath gradually stabilized. After nodding slightly to Mo Bei, he flew to the pillar.

At the same time, the other two flew out the pillars and landed on the Temple of Heaven.

These two people naturally got the first place Wang Shanshui and the second place Wang Yihao.

"In the competition these days, the disciples who came to Thirteen have performed very well."

“Especially the top three, they are—

He won four victories, Wang Shanshui, who visited Shenzong, won three victories, Wang Yihao, who won two victories, and Mo Bei, who won two victories."

As the words came, the observers on the pillars shouted louder and louder.

On the pillar where the real people of Jindan are located...

Beihe Zhenren rushed to Taichu Zhenren and smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Taichu, congratulations, Xiaoyou Wang won the first place."
To be continued...