Immortal Martial God

Chapter 310 Double Swords Striving for Heroism (End)

"How could this be?" The spectators were shocked and their hearts were beating wildly.

"The two of them have already lost so much blood. How can they still fight? This level of blood loss should have stopped moving long ago."

The blood of the two people on the arena had already gathered into a red river, flowing back and forth along with the strong winds of the battle.

Those two fellows were completely exchanging their lives for their own! Every time they attacked each other, they would completely withstand each other's sword dao damage.

Ordinary people would lose so much blood. Not to mention losing their ability to move, it was very likely that they were already dead.

However, the two of them relied on their strong willpower to support themselves.

After the fight, the two of them simply didn't even dodge. That Spread out 's body turned into four afterimages, and the four afterimages chopped out four sword lights!

Feng Zhaoqi's sword trembled and hundreds of sword arcs appeared. Hundreds of sword arcs collapsed into tens of thousands of water droplets!

Pupupu!

Two kinds of cutting sounds sounded from the two of them. The sound of Feng Zhaoqi being attacked was heavy and clear.

The sound of Spread out being attacked was light but intense.

The two of them were both injured at the same time, but they also counterattacked at the same time!

Pu! Spread out 's sword pierced through Feng Zhaoqi's stomach.

Ding ding ding ding! Feng Zhaoqi also stabbed down with his sword, causing countless water droplets to sweep through Spread out 's abdomen, creating a piercing wound.

Blood sprayed out from their backs, and they took a few steps back at the same time.

Feng Zhaoqi landed on the ground and glided forward along with the waves. After three consecutive sword beams fell, he soared into the air and slashed three more times!

After Spread out used his body to break through the three sword lights, both swords slashed down on Feng Zhaoqi's legs at the same time. When the three swords landed in the air, Spread out continued to charge upwards. He used his body to charge out of Feng Zhaoqi's three sword lights and counterattacked twice.

The two of them instantly separated, and both of them were thrown to the edge of the arena.

Whoosh whoosh Feng Zhaoqi was panting weakly. His body was trembling as he tried to stand up, but he tried several times but failed. His legs were already crippled.

Spread out 's sweat and blood mixed together. He sat cross-legged with his hands on his sword. He could not stand up with this kind of strength.

"Both of them have reached their limits." Xiang Nan frowned and said, "If this continues, it will be terrible. Even if they stop attacking each other, they can die at any time."

"I can still fight. Hu … what about you?" Sharp light flashed in Spread out 's eyes.

"I'll accompany you … to the end." Feng Zhaoqi's left arm and legs were completely crippled. His right hand chiseled the ground with the hilt of the sword and his body pounced towards Spread out .

There wasn't a single piece of intact skin on his body. He opened his mouth and spat out a fierce Yuan Qi. With the help of the rebound force, his body also headed towards Feng Zhaoqi.

The two of them flew into the air. The moment the two of them brushed past each other, their swords slashed randomly again. Then, with two pu pu sounds, the two of them stumbled and fell onto the ground not far away.

The two of them were lying on the arena. Streams of blood slowly gushed out from their backs, and their entire bodies were soaked in blood.

The valley was terrifyingly quiet. No one had expected this battle to be so extreme! Even though the last two of them were on the verge of death, they were still working!

However, at this moment, the two of them were lying motionless in a pool of blood.

The audience became restless. The ten referees looked at each other, not knowing how to judge.

"Old Zhan, stand up! As long as you stand up, you will win!" Xiang Long shook his big arm and shouted.

"Zhao Qi, come on!" Li Qingchuan shouted loudly.

"Look, someone is moving!" The spectators pointed at the arena in shock.

Feng Zhaoqi and Spread out moved at the same time! Spread out held the sword in his hand and threw it at Feng Zhaoqi.

However, he was already at his limit. The sword didn't even possess any power. When he was still two steps away from Feng Zhaoqi, the sword actually landed on the ground with a clanging sound.

Feng Zhaoqi was also prepared to launch a counterattack, but he sat down on the ground again, his right hand holding the sword twitching.

"Old Zhan! Stand up!" Xiang Long roared angrily.

Spread out gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging and swaying. He really stood up!

"It's broken" The audience was filled with despair.

"He's already injured like that. Why can he still stand up?"

Spread out stood on the arena, facing Feng Zhaoqi. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but at this moment, the wounds on his entire body suddenly collapsed!

Blood arrows shot out from his countless wounds! In the end, Spread out stood on the arena and didn't move at all.

"Hurry up and take a look." A referee quickly rushed onto the arena and touched Spread out 's neck with his fingers. Later, he nodded to the other referees and said, "Dead."

Then, the referee quickly came to Feng Zhaoqi's side and touched his neck with his hand.

At this moment, Feng Zhaoqi's life and death affected the hearts of everyone present.

It was very likely that the first draw of the twelve joint examinations would come soon, and it would end with the death of both parties at the same time.

Everyone's gazes were focused on the referee's hands.

Later, the referee turned to look at the other referees and said, "He is still alive, but he is not far from death."

Hearing this, more than a hundred thousand spectators in the valley stood up at the same time, howling hysterically.

"Feng Zhaoqi, win this battle!" The referee announced the result on the spot.

The audience was going crazy, throwing everything in their hands into the sky.

Win! He really won! Since the start of the tournament, apart from Xiang Long admitting defeat, the Heavenly Profound Sect had welcomed its first defeat!

At that moment, everyone's voice belonged to Feng Zhaoqi.

"Save her!" Xiang Nan and Murong Wanqing were the first to charge forward.

"Don't touch him!" Xiang Nan immediately stood in front of everyone. He gently probed Feng Zhaoqi's breath and said, "I can barely detect his breathing and heartbeat. I can't touch him now. Otherwise, Zhaoqi will die immediately."

"Leave it to me." An old man walked over from the sky. As the old man walked, he drank the strong liquor in his gourd.

"Half a gourd senior!" Everyone was overjoyed.

The half gourd landed on the arena and spilled wine all over Feng Zhaoqi's body.

As soon as the spirits came into contact with Feng Zhaoqi's body, they immediately began to smoke.

"Cough" Feng Zhaoqi raised his neck and finally coughed.

The half gourd said drunkenly, "You brats continue to fight. Feng Zhaoqi is handed over to this old man to keep him alive."

With that, half of the gourd rolled up Feng Zhaoqi with its Yuan Qi and stepped into the air.

The audience cheered and cheered. Everyone was chanting a name in their hearts, Feng Zhaoqi!

Not only was Feng Zhaoqi the first martial artist to defeat the The Profound Sky Sect as a martial artist on the Blue Tide Continent.

At the same time, his victory had awakened the hope in everyone's hearts.

The experts of the The Profound Sky Sect were not invincible! We still have a chance!