Seeing the appearance of the three Magic Dragons, the pupils of the surrounding disciples shrank.
Jian Wushuang had just defeated Xiao Yue with the three Magic Dragons.
But now, the opponent of the three Magic Dragons was Xia Feng, who was stronger than Xiao Yue.
"Hmph!"
Xia Feng snorted coldly. Then, the golden truncheons in his hands burst out a dazzling golden light. Using both hands, two golden truncheons pierced through the void like lightning and appeared directly above the heads of the three Magic Dragons.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Three consecutive low rumbles were heard as the tyrannical divine power burst out. The heads of the three Magic Dragons were smashed open and a large amount of soul power dissipated.
Xia Feng's figure swayed and appeared in front of Jian Wushuang. Without any fancy moves, the two golden truncheons smashed down.
Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes and didn't dodge. However, the Black Tortoise on the surface of his body burst out a dazzling light.
Clang! Clang!
The golden truncheons smashed on the Black Tortoise's shell. The huge Black Tortoise shook crazily but showed no signs of collapsing.
"This tortoise's shell is quite hard."
Xia Feng could not help but exclaim in admiration. But suddenly, a golden light surged on his body. Originally, there were only two arms, but in an instant, two more thick arms stretched out. There were a total of four arms, and each arm held a golden mace tightly.
"Break!"
Xia Feng roared and waved his four arms. The four golden truncheons carried great power and smashed towards the Black Tortoise like lightning.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Violent crashing sounds were heard continuously. The golden truncheons hit the Black Tortoise's shell again and again. Every time, the tortoise shell shook violently.
As the golden truncheons hit the Black Tortoise's shell more and more, the entire Black Tortoise began to shake.
"Xia Feng's strength is clearly much stronger than Xiao Yue's. As expected of a Star Palace disciple." Jian Wushuang secretly exclaimed, but then he suddenly raised his head.
"Xia Feng, didn't you want to experience my illusions? I'll fulfill your request! "
As Jian Wushuang spoke, a strong blood-red light suddenly burst out from his eyes.
This dense blood-red light was like a huge blood-red sun. It was scarlet and eye-catching, causing everyone present to involuntarily look over.
Xia Feng naturally saw the 'blood-colored' sun immediately. In an instant, the scene around him changed. He had already arrived at the first level of the Boundless Hell.
"It's an illusion!"
"Break, break!!!"
Xia Feng roared fiercely. The consciousness in his sea of consciousness surged wildly, trying to break free from the illusion.
But at this moment, Jian Wushuang, who was covered by the Black Tortoise, suddenly rushed forward with the Blood Mountain Sword in his hand.
"Break!!!"
Xia Feng's entire body was roaring crazily. With his strong and determined consciousness, he finally broke free from the illusion.
"I broke free!" Just as Xia Feng revealed a joyful expression, a cold sword light kept enlarging in his eyes.
Too close, the distance was too close.
When he reacted, he couldn't use any means to resist.
Swoosh!
The sword light suddenly stopped when it was less than a centimeter away from his throat. Then, a cold voice was transmitted.
"Xia Feng, you lost!"
The voice was cold and emotionless, but it was like a heavy bomb in Xia Feng's ears.
"How could it be?" Xia Feng's body trembled. He was unwilling to accept this.
After all, he had already broken free from the illusion, but in the end, he still lost!
"Almost, just a little bit!"
"If I could break free from the illusion a little earlier, I would have been able to resist his swordsmanship!"
Xia Feng murmured. He already knew the reason why he lost to Jian Wushuang.
At the end of the day, it was because his consciousness was weaker and he couldn't break free from the illusion earlier.
After all, Jian Wushuang could take action when he was in the illusion. Although he broke free from the illusion, his speed was slower and he couldn't resist Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship in time.
"Jian Wushuang." Xia Feng lifted his head and looked at Jian Wushuang again, "Your consciousness and the illusion attack are really strong. No wonder you could defeat Luo Quan so easily. Among the other eight disciples who entered the second rotation battle, except for Ling Feibai, I'm afraid no one can block your move. Even if they break free from the dreamland, they won't be able to block your swordsmanship in time. "
"As for Ling Feibai, his consciousness strength has already reached the level of a Peak Universe God in the Third Heaven. It's impossible for your illusion to do anything to him."
"Oh?" Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows.
"Alright, announce the result," Xia Feng looked at the deacon elderlies next to him.
The deacon elderlies immediately announced the result. The winner of the battle was still Jian Wushuang.
However, although Jian Wushuang won the battle, there were still many disciples who felt pity for Xia Feng because Xia Feng broke free from the illusion. It was a pity that his speed was slower and he couldn't resist Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship in time. Otherwise … it would be hard to tell who would win the battle.
In the boundless Milky Way.
"Even Xia Feng lost to Jian Wushuang. It seems that Ling Feibai is the only one who can defeat Jian Wushuang in the Samsara Battle."
"Tsk tsk, it's a pity for Xia Feng. If his consciousness was stronger, it doesn't have to be by a lot, just a little bit stronger and he could break free from the illusion earlier. Then, there would be hope for him to defeat Jian Wushuang."
"It's a pity but it's not absolute because I feel that Jian Wushuang is hiding some trump cards or tricks."
"I have the same feeling too."
"Haha, let's continue to watch."
The deacon elderlies laughed casually and they were in a good mood.
They were very happy to see their disciples fighting fiercely.
On Titanic Star, the rotation battle continued.
The following battles were just like what Xia Feng had said. Among the remaining disciples, besides Ling Feibai, none of them could resist Jian Wushuang's illusion. Even if they could resist and break free, they wouldn't be able to resist the swordsmanship that Jian Wushuang performed at the same time. In the end, they could only be defeated by Jian Wushuang one by one.
Time flew by. Half a day later, the rotation battle was coming to an end.
Then, Jian Wushuang had gone through eight out of nine battles.
In the eight battles, he met eight disciples and won eight out of eight battles. He only had one battle left.
His opponent for the last battle was a peerless genius who also won eight out of eight battles. His name was Ling Feibai!
In Star Lineage, the battle to become a disciple of Universe God in the Second Heaven. The last rotation battle would be decided by the two strongest people!
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