It is almost noon. Even if the sun is scorching, it is not very hot in the deep mountains and forests.

The enthusiasm of the crowd was much higher, because the next one was the second round of the Eight Sects’ Killing Championships.

"Next, please draw lots of advancers to choose the serial number, the rules are like the last round!" The host spoke. In fact, most of the eight sect leaders were just sitting on the cushion, and they rarely meant to speak or take action.

The battle only determines the outcome and the loss, but not the life and death. Only when two battlers, one of them cannot stop or kill the opponent, will the eight sect leaders take action to rescue them.

Of course, under normal circumstances, no one will kill, and will not attack, because if they intend to kill their opponents, they will be eliminated directly according to the rules of martial arts, and may even be punished by the martial arts tower.

As soon as the eight sect leaders flicked their sleeves, light spots immediately appeared on the five arenas, but this time the light spots were obviously much less.

"Brother Tang, it's our turn to draw lots. God, don't let us meet!" Xiao Ruyin said with a smile on the side.

"It shouldn't be!" Tang Feng shook his head. If the two of them really met, the scene would be really funny.

As soon as he grabbed the void with his right hand, a ball of light was immediately taken into the palm of his palm. When he spread it out, he saw that there was a word on it.

"Brother Tang, I am No. 5, what number are you?" Xiao Ruyin asked.

"I am the number one, the first to play!" Tang Feng chuckled and searched behind the left, probably to see who his opponent was in this round.

After entering the second round, it can almost be said that no one is simple, and everyone has good means.

"No. 1, I actually am No. 1. It's so unlucky. I don't know which guy got the same serial number as me!" Suddenly, a shout came over.

Tang Feng looked at the sound and found that the person who spoke was in the team of Haotian Sect, which means that this person was a disciple of Haotian Sect.

The person who spoke had blue eyes and looked very charming. His facial features were so delicate that it was a bit like a boy or a girl.

"This person's name is Yin Wudao, and he ranks second in the contemporary genius list of Haotian Sect. He is a strong man at the peak of the ninth level of the Taoist platform!" Lu Qinglan whispered.

Tang Feng nodded and asked, "It's strange, why are his eyes blue?"

Lu Qinglan did not speak, obviously he could not answer this question.

Chu Luoluo sneered, "If I read it correctly, auntie, the reason why this person's eyes are blue should be because of the inheritance of eye techniques."

"The inheritance of the pupil technique? Which type?" Tang Feng asked with a frown.

Tang Feng is not unfamiliar with this strange eye technique. I remember that when I sent my senior brother Hao Ren back to Damiao, I met a disciple of the Baxuan Sect, who had strange eye technique.

This kind of eye technique is often very strange, with a unique ability that ordinary warriors can't imagine. When they fought with the disciple of the Ba Xuan Sect, Tang Feng relied on the domineering power of the three thousand divine fires to forcibly absorb the opponent's pupilitis, otherwise it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

Chu Luoluo rolled her eyes and said, "You guy, you really are a aunt. I am a god who knows everything. If I know everything, I will be able to fall to what I am now?"

The implication is that if she had known it before, she would not have been obsessed with Tang Feng's path, and was kidnapped by the other half of her soul, so she was forced to follow him to Xuanwu Sect.

After hearing this, Tang Feng stopped speaking. Smart men knew that when women were angry, silence was often a good way.

After the lottery was drawn, the host spoke again and asked the first person to climb the mountain ring to compete.

Yin Wudao seemed to be full of confidence, and suddenly took a step forward and then rushed to the ring on the left that belonged to the personal disciples.

"The Haotian Sect Yin Wudao seems to be the Haotian Sect who joined halfway through. It is said that its life experience is a bit special, and it seems to have a bloodline inheritance?"

Seeing Yin Wudao coming on stage, people below started to talk, and as for the fighters in other arenas, they were basically ignored.

"It is indeed a bloodline inheritance. Seeing that his blue eyes do not have it, it is said that this person will perform a very strange eye technique!"

"What kind of eye technique?"

"It seems to be an illusion, but what it is probably not something that people like us can know."

"By the way, why haven't the other person from my own disciple come to power?"

Ordinary disciples around were talking, and Tang Feng shook his head when he knew this, and then took a step forward.

Xiao Ruyin behind him said, "Brother Tang, it seems that Yin Wudao is very powerful. You should be more careful. If it really doesn't work, don't force yourself."

Tang Feng nodded with a smile, then jumped into the ring.

Chu Luoluo behind her curled her lips and snorted coldly: "Episody? And it's an illusion? Now, aunt, I'm smiling..."

Speaking of this, Chu Luoluo sighed and muttered: "If you knew that this guy named Tang was actually a monster who traveled to the fifth realm, he would probably not dare to use the so-called illusion. Any illusion in front of him, or in an absolutely powerful soul, would be as money as paper."

Speaking of this, Chu Luoluo suddenly felt uninterested. Although this contest was not yet comparable, she had already seen the result.

Especially at this moment, the excitement and cheering sounds that were rising and falling from the waves around her, she felt even more bored to her.

"It turns out to be Tang Feng from Xuanwu Sect. Now there is a good show. It is said that Tang Feng actually took over the Haotian Sword, the treasure of Haotian Sect, from the Haotian Sect!"

"What happened like this? If it was true, then the Haotian Sect was indifferent to Wudao, how could it be easy to let Tang Feng go?"

"Tang Feng of Xuanwu Sect is very strong, but he is only at the seventh level of the Taoist platform. There is no suspense at the peak of Yin Wudao at the ninth level, let alone Yin Wudao and his strange pupil technique!"

When Chu Luoluo heard this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and thought to herself, you idiots.

On the ring, Yin Wudao had already seen the person coming up, Tang Feng, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his dark blue eyes emitted a sinister look, which looked like two snake eyes.

"I didn't expect that it was you. I was thinking about when I could meet you. I didn't expect that God would favor me so much!"

Yin Wudao sneered in a deep voice, and his laughter was both angry and unrestrained.

Tang Feng also sneered: "God blesses you?"

Yin Wudao said in a deep voice: "You may not know that my Haotian Sect had issued a clear order yesterday. If anyone in the sect can defeat you, the Haotian Sword will belong to whom!"

Tang Feng smiled, glanced at the Haotian Sword with his back sideways, and said, "Maybe you think God is favoring you, but in my opinion, it is very likely that the unlucky god has come to you!"
Chapter completed!