Feng Wudao looked horrified while his figure was tumbling. He knew that he could no longer block Jiu Yingzheng's palm, but he was also ready to give it a final try.
call!
At this time, a breeze swept by.
Half an hour has passed and the Black River barrier has opened.
"Um?"
Feng Wudao smelled a glimmer of vitality and acted extremely decisively.
The steps moved, the figure flashed, and with the last bit of strength, he crossed the Black River as hard as he could.
boom!
As soon as Jiu Yingzheng's palm print reached Heihe, it was blocked by an indestructible mysterious force, causing a deafening sound.
"escape?"
Jiu Yingzheng's face darkened.
His offensive could not cross the Black River.
In the end, he was still a step too late and failed to kill Feng Wudao as he wished.
"hateful!"
Jiu Yingzheng whispered and glanced at Feng Wudao viciously.
Afterwards, I didn’t dwell too much on this, and returned to the stone chair No. 10 with trembling steps.
Bai Yijian, Kong Zhen, Tieshanjue and others looked at Feng Wudao who had just crossed the Heihe River, and they were secretly surprised in their hearts.
There is no doubt about the strength of Jiu Ying Zheng, especially his Jiu Ying Life Soul, which is even more terrifying.
However, in front of Feng Wudao, Jiuying Minghun was useless.
Judging from this, Feng Wudao's life soul seems to be stronger!
If Feng Wudao's cultivation had not been as good as Jiuyingzheng's, it would be hard to say whether he would win or lose this battle.
Perhaps, it will end in a draw.
At this time, Huang Ru on the stone chair No. 12 had woken up.
His gaze swept over the remaining people and finally landed on Huang Wubian.
In this battle, Huang Ru wants to fight with no bounds.
Wuji Holy Land and Qingyun Holy Land are the two major holy lands in the Bing Domain.
Huang Wu Bian, Huang Ru, is also the second and fourth person in the Military Realm's list of seeking Taoism.
The two became famous at a similar time, and have been compared by people in the military field since they became famous.
However, the reputation of boundless wilderness always weighed heavily on the emperor.
Today there is a huge opportunity to fight, how could the emperor miss it?
The two of them were in a closed space together, without much need for words, and their fighting spirit burst out.
The Imperial Confucian cultivates the ethereal immortal energy, pursues the immortal way, uses his hands and feet to attract the help of heaven and earth, and has strong combat power.
The power of desolation in the boundless palm contains the meaning of annihilation, without losing the majestic aura, the breath blooms, turning the heaven and earth into a desolate sea.
The two have the same level of cultivation and the same level of understanding. From the beginning of the battle, they seem to have the power to destroy the world and destroy the world.
Everyone on the other side of the Black River was stunned when they saw the two fighting.
Fortunately, no matter whether the Black River barrier is dispersed or not, the power in that closed space will not spread to the other side of the Black River.
Otherwise, no one would dare stand at the edge of the Black River to watch the battle at such a close distance.
An hour later, Huang Ru and Huang Wubian were still unable to tell the winner.
Finally, switch places and return to the stone chair.
This battle is also the first match in the second round that ended in a draw!
In the tenth round of the second round, Ling Mang, who was on stone chair No. 13, chose Zhang Lingfeng, who was on stone chair No. 16.
Both of them are from the sword realm, and both are sword cultivators.
One is a long-famous demonic swordsman from the dark lineage of the Ling family's holy clan.
One is a rising star in the Sword Worshiping Holy Land, and is known as a swordsmanship genius who emerges from the Sword Worshiping Holy Land only once in a thousand years.
When the two men took out their swords and came out, the sword cultivator's battle was about to begin.
Ling Mang's Sword opened and closed, and with the help of the Sword Saint Body and the Dark Realm, he took the initiative as soon as he made a move.
Zhang Lingfeng's sword is agile and elegant, fast and cunning. It is not as powerful as Ling Mang, but it can still handle it with ease.
If this battle were to take place outside the God's Tomb, Zhang Lingfeng would not be afraid of Ling Mon in the slightest, and would even be confident of defeating Ling Mon.
Because he is better at sword moves, but he cannot use those sword moves that have already reached their peak in the God's Tomb. It is difficult to parry Ling Mang based on what he has learned in the God's Tomb alone.
After half an hour, Zhang Lingfeng took the initiative to stop and retreated.
"I have learned a lesson about the Ling clan's sword today! If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely visit the Ling clan for advice!"
Zhang Lingfeng's face showed no signs of depression, and his heroic spirit remained the same. He put his long sword behind him, clasped his fists towards Ling Man and said something.
Although he didn't say it clearly, he also showed the intention of admitting defeat.
"Wait for you!"
Ling Mang nodded and looked at Zhang Lingfeng from afar, but had no intention of taking action again.
Zhang Lingfeng's swordsmanship goes beyond that.
He knew that he was able to defeat Zhang Lingfeng because he took advantage of the battle rules of the God's Tomb.
So at this moment, he didn't act too arrogant.
When it comes to killing Zhang Lingfeng here, it's not that he doesn't have the ability, it's just that it's a bit laborious.
But after all, Zhang Lingfeng was a talented swordsman who was valued by the Sword Worshiping Saint Land. If he really wanted to kill him, he would probably cause the Sword Worshiping Saint Land to go crazy.
Being in the Sword Territory, Ling Mang was unwilling to worship a formidable enemy like the Sword Saint Land for the Ling family's holy clan, given the choice.
"Farewell!"
Zhang Lingfeng said, turned around and crossed the Black River.
Lingmang immediately sheathed his sword and returned to stone chair No. 13 to sit down.
In the eleventh battle, the Holy Son of the Burning Sun Holy Land, Chongyan, awakened on the stone chair.
Although, there are still three people in Yanyu who have not been eliminated.
But Chongyan is the only one who comes from the first-class forces in the Yan Domain.
The other two people, Qin Wenge and Nian Yiren, both belong to the second-rate forces in Yan Territory.
Previously, Chongyan was unknown due to its low profile.
In terms of strength, as the Holy Son of the Burning Sun Holy Land, how can he be weak?
"he!"
The heavy flame figure hovered in the closed space, and his eyes immediately locked on Xiao Yan.
There are five people left, Tian Qiong, Jian Xiao, Xiao Yan, Qin Wenge, and Ji Dong.
In terms of strength, Xiao Yan is by no means the weakest person.
In fact, he is probably the strongest person besides Jian Xiao.
But Chongyan still chose Xiao Yan.
The reason is nothing else, because Xiao Yan, like him, is a fire cultivator.
Fire cultivation, I understand fire cultivation best.
Most of the fire cultivators in the middle wilderness are in the Flame Domain.
Most of the fire cultivators in the Flame Region come from the Holy Land of the Burning Sun.
Chongyan is the Holy Son of the Burning Sun Holy Land, and he has undoubtedly stood under the Supreme Being, the top of the Fire Pyramid.
In this battle, he just wanted to see how strong the Bingyu Fire Cultivator was?
Xiao Yan woke up on the stone chair No. 22 and came to the position opposite Chongyan.
There wasn't much surprise on his face, as if he didn't care who he was facing in this battle.
"I've seen you take action before on the other side of the Black River! I really want to know, what kind of flames do you control?"
Chong Yan looked at Xiao Yan from a distance and asked the question that had puzzled him for a moment.
On the other side of the Black River, the people from the Demon Realm and the scattered cultivators besieged Ling Tian and others. Xiao Yan killed one of them with the flames of his palm.
At that time, Chongyan's eyes were attracted by Xiao Yan, and he became curious about the flames controlled by Xiao Yan.
"Red flame!"
Since Chong Yan asked the question, Xiao Yan had no intention of hiding anything and answered truthfully.
"Red flame?"
Chongyan looked stunned, but became even more confused, "Why haven't I heard of this kind of strange fire?"
"The red flame is not a strange fire, it is just an animal fire."
Xiao Yan replied calmly.
He has never obtained a strange fire, and has always used the animal fire Red Flame Fire given by the Red Flame Sect.
"impossible!"
Chong Yan immediately shook his head when he heard the sound, and his eyes flashed with dissatisfaction as he stared at Xiao Yan, as if he felt that Xiao Yan was dishonest, "Even if it is the strongest ninth-grade beast fire, its flame power can only be compared to the weakest."
Two or three kinds of strange fire! But I see that the flame in your hand is clearly not weak, at least it is at the level of medium strange fire!"