Chapter 640

Although they were opponents, Yang Xuan also hoped that the Slashing Moon Swordsman could become stronger; otherwise, he wouldn't be happy fighting in the semifinals.

He had a fourth-turn realm, and except for Zhang Guliu, he didn't take anyone in the field seriously.

And the Slashing Moon Swordsman, the sword that blocked him just now looked light, but the power made him secretly happy.

He felt that if this person continued to grow, he would be qualified to be his opponent.

But he didn't expect that the other party's luck was so bad, and the pill had no effect, so he could only sigh in his heart and silently crossed the other party off his opponent list.

Su Ming heard this and just nodded silently, his expression pretending to be bitter.

In fact, he was already happy in his heart.

It must be said that dealing with someone like Su Ming who has ten thousand heart eyes, Yang Xuan actually appeared somewhat sincere and kind.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!

At this time, the world's wind and sand were chaotic, and the battle between Yan Ze and Dong Yufeng had already reached the white-hot stage!

Two completely different wind directions flowed and clashed, and both had suffered many injuries.

The sky was filled with smoke and dust, and wind knives were killing chaotically.

Yang Xuan couldn't help but stand up to watch the battle, the wine in his hand becoming more addictive as he drank it.

Suddenly, his eyes were slightly surprised, and he actually saw countless red-clothed girls lingering beside him in a trance.

The effect of this wine was truly mysterious.

But he was not moved by the phantom at all, still staring intently at the distant battlefield.

"Hahaha, Yan brother, fighting with you is truly satisfying!" In the sky full of wind, Dong Yufeng suddenly shouted loudly.

"But my mental power is not much left, this last move will decide the winner!"

Yan Ze heard this, his eyes cold.

The mental power he had left was enough for him to continue to perform five or six moves, much more than Dong Yufeng.

After all, Dong Yufeng's skills were all large-scale attacks, consuming more mental power, and he was at a disadvantage in this regard.

"Come!" Yan Ze smiled faintly and responded to the move.

He could choose to rely on the advantage of having more remaining mental power to dodge, defend, and neutralize, so as to exhaust Dong Yufeng to death!

But Yan Ze appreciated Dong Yufeng, so he disdained to use such means.

The two were already friends, so naturally they had to fight heartily and not leave any regrets.

As the words fell, the two stopped moving and landed to face each other.