It is more difficult to let them risk their lives than ascend to the sky.

Even if conditions permit, they can do it without doing it, which is why there are very few fights between masters on the mainland.

Bai Fansheng's attack like flowing clouds and flowing water made everyone palpitate. Although the situation seemed to be favorable to him, deep down in the hearts of many Patriarchs, there was a different feeling.

In a desperate fight, Bai Fansheng adopted a desperate method. Although the method was powerful, it just showed that in terms of real strength, he was no match for Li Qingbo.

Right now Li Qingbo is only defending but not attacking, almost invincible.

As long as the spiritual power in Bai Fansheng's body was slightly sluggish, it would give the opponent a chance to fight back.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can last." Li Qingbo kept dodging Bai Fansheng's attack, the fierceness in his eyes was already intense to the extreme.

He can naturally understand what the Patriarch of Nanchang can see, so he is not in a hurry at the moment.

There was no colorful spiritual power in the venue, but dull bang bang sounds one after another.

It was the sound of two people's fists and feet colliding, and everyone in Canglong Pavilion frowned when they saw this scene.

Hundreds of moves have already been made, and the Bai family boy's attack did not slow down at all, which greatly exceeded some people's expectations.

"This kid, won't you really keep beating like this?"

Many people had a question in their hearts and glanced at the Bai family.

The Great Elder sat there with his face sinking like water. Before the third match started, he gave the law enforcement team a special order.

At all costs, delay this game, as long as possible, for as long as possible.

It was also because of this that Bai Fansheng used melee combat as soon as he came up.

The primary purpose is not to win, but to limit Li Qingbo's spiritual skills and prevent the opponent from using his cultivation to suppress him.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought hundreds of moves.

Even if the Yuanyue scimitar in Bai Fansheng's hand was injected with spiritual power, it had already been cut and curled.

Li Qingbo, on the other hand, was also in a distressed figure. He underestimated Bai Fansheng's melee combat skills, and his clothes were cut in several places.

If he had reacted a little slower at that time, I'm afraid the contest would have already been decided.

"Boy, I really thought I was afraid that you would fail!"

The tricks were suppressed one after another, which made Li Qingbo feel that he had nowhere to use his energy.

Finally, when Bai Fansheng's attack was slightly weaker, Li Qingbo's eyes were fierce and generous.

Changing from the previous conservative strategy, he took a step forward and slapped Bai Fansheng on the shoulder with his bare hands without releasing any spiritual skills.

However, his palm flickered with spiritual power halfway, and it directly transformed into a green dragon claw!

The entire dragon claw was covered with blue dragon scales from his forearm, as if it had turned into a beast.

Clang!

The dragon claw and the scimitar in Bai Fansheng's hand collided heavily. Surprisingly, Bai Fansheng's weapon shattered directly after colliding with the opponent's dragon claw!

boom! Another dull sound came out.

But this time it wasn't Bai Fansheng who took the initiative, but Li Qingbo's dragon claws slapped him heavily on the shoulder.

Immediately, a cloud of blood sprayed from Bai Fansheng's shoulder, and a violent spiritual power penetrated into his body, which also interrupted Bai Fansheng's attack.

Swish, swish, at the first moment of being hit by the opponent on the shoulder, Bai Fansheng's body sank down, taking off part of his strength.

Immediately after stepping on the ground with the soles of his feet, he floated back a hundred meters and distanced himself from Li Qingbo.