In the final battle of the second round, both sides had no choice.
Jian Xiao, fighting Qin Wenge!
In terms of swordsmanship, Jian Xiao is not as good as Zhang Lingfeng, who is also a disciple of the Sword Worshiping Holy Land.
But when it comes to understanding the power of swords, Jian Xiaoyuan is superior to Zhang Lingfeng.
When he and Qin Wenge were in a closed space, they immediately drew out their swords and launched an offensive.
Qin Wenge played the guqin to play the music, and combined with his strong body skills to deal with the sword.
After more than ten moves, five of the six strings of Qin Wen's guqin were severed.
From this, Qin Wenge also realized the gap between himself and Jian Xiao.
Seeing that Jianxiao's sword had no intention of holding back, Qin Wenge could only play the sound of the piano on the last string, leading Jianxiao into the illusion.
The two started another round of fighting in the illusion. When Jian Xiao broke through the illusion, half an hour had passed and the black river barrier had dissipated.
Qin Wenge immediately crossed the Heihe River dragging his seriously wounded body, ending the battle.
At this point, after the second round of thirteen battles, there are still fourteen people sitting on the stone chairs.
Compared with the first round, the thirteen battles in the second round were undoubtedly more intense.
Only the battle between Huang Ru and Huang Wu Bian ended in a draw.
The remaining twelve battles are all divided into winners and losers.
Five more people died on the spot!
Now, twelve people have gathered on the other side of the Black River.
Either healing and adjusting the breath, or waiting for the start of the third round, which is an hour later.
"Everyone, who do you think Ling Tian will choose later?"
Bai Yijian had nothing to do and asked everyone with great interest.
In the previous two rounds, Ling Tian was chosen and passively fought.
Now, I am sitting on stone chair No. 1.
In the first match of the third round, it will be up to him to choose his opponent.
"Nian Yiren, Mu Feng, Ji Mu, Bai Ji, Guo Jingyu, Huang Wubian, and Xiao Yan are all his former allies. He will definitely not fight these seven people when there are other options. The first battle.
The opponent chosen by Ling Tian must be one of the remaining six."
Hu Yanluo glanced at the people sitting on the stone chairs and answered Bai Yijian calmly.
"It should be Ling Yu, right?"
Kong Tong pondered for a moment and guessed, "Among the remaining six, Ling Yu seems to be the weakest! I guess he will choose Ling Yu!"
"Why can't it be Jiuyingzheng?"
Zhang Lingfeng recalled that in the second world, Ling Tian was angry at the beauty and went on stage to fight Luo Sheng. He smiled and said to everyone, "Based on my observation of Ling Tian, this person will avenge himself regardless of the consequences."
War, maybe you will choose Jiuyingzheng!"
Everyone is making random guesses, but there is no conclusion.
"He will choose the sky!"
At this time, a voice sounded from the side.
Feng Wudao stood up slowly and looked solemnly at the tomb of the gods, then fell on Tian Qiong.
"Why?"
Bai Yijian's expression condensed, and he immediately turned to Feng Wudao and asked.
Feng Wudao was also a disciple of Qingyun Holy Land before, and he was very close to Tianqiong.
Bai Yijian, who is the chief of Wuji Holy Land Jianfeng, undoubtedly knows these things.
Now that he heard Feng Wudao's firm conclusion, Bai Yijian couldn't help but feel curious.
Is it possible that Feng Wudao knows something?
Hu Yanluo, Kong Tong, Zhang Lingfeng and others also cast curious glances at Feng Wudao.
"Just watch."
Feng Wudao didn't answer, just said something lightly.
Asked him to give a reason, he really couldn't.
However, his intuition told him.
Ling Tian will choose Tianqiong!
An hour passed quickly, and Ling Tian had been practicing in the Chaos Cemetery in the God's Tomb Space for some time.
During this period of time, he had a new understanding of the Sword of Chaos.
When he was awakened by the power of the God's Tomb and opened his eyes, his figure immediately soared into the sky.
Then his eyes swept over the people sitting on the stone chairs one by one.
But when his eyes fell on Tianqiong, he could no longer look away.
He did not look at Jian Xiao and Huang Ru who were sitting behind the sky. He immediately raised his hand and pointed at the sky!
"It is indeed the sky!"
Everyone on the other side of the Black River looked in the direction of Ling Tian's finger and confirmed that the person Ling Tian wanted to fight was Tian Qiong. There was a faint flash of light in each of their eyes.
"Although Tian Qiong is strong, he is weaker than Jiu Yingzheng, Ling Mang, Jian Xiao, and Huang Ru. At most, they are comparable to Ling Yu. It makes sense for Ling Tian to choose Tian Qiong for this battle."
Zhang Lingfeng saw that Ling Tian had really made such a choice, and after some thought, he came up with an explanation that he thought was reasonable.
Everyone around heard the sound and nodded silently.
At this time, the sky has already woken up.
After a few breaths, he and Ling Tian were in a closed space together.
"Ling Tian!"
Tian Qiong stared at Ling Tian, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.
He knew that he would have a battle with Ling Tian.
But he didn't want to meet Ling Tian so early.
In the God's Tomb Dimension, he was successful in cultivating the Space Sword.
But he felt that he had not yet cultivated to the level where he could kill Ling Tian.
However, the matter has come to this, and he has no way out, he can only give it a try!
"Tian Qiong! The matter in Haoyan Mansion should be settled today."
Ling Tian felt the killing intent in Tian Qiong's eyes and slowly took out the Chaos Sword.
"Did the grudge between you and me start from Haoyan Mansion?"
Hearing Ling Tian's words, Tian Qiong showed contempt, "Before the battle, can I ask you a question? Why did you want to kill me in the Ancient Saint's Tomb?"
"Did I take action against you?"
Ling Tian looked cold and spoke lightly.
"You don't have to deny it!"
Tian Qiong scolded coldly, "I can feel that you had murderous intentions towards me at that time!"
"Really want to know?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly.
That day in the ancient sage's tomb, he killed Tianqiong because of the grudges in his previous life.
This reason sounds a bit ridiculous.
But who can say that the revenge of the past life cannot be avenged in this life?
The nature of the sky is hard to change, and it only sees benefits. If it remains, it will be a disaster.
What's more, now, he and Tianqiong have a deadly feud!
"That's it! It's meaningless!"
Seeing that Ling Tian didn't speak directly, Tian Qiong simply stopped asking any more questions.
Now that we have a deadly feud, we will not stop fighting until death!
Asking about the past again, why is it necessary?
After saying that, his palm trembled, and the Sky Sword was held in his hand.
The power of the life soul surged, and a pure white sword appeared behind him.
The power of space filled the void, and the shadows of endless swords lined up above his head like a waterfall.
At this moment, his understanding of the sword of space is undoubtedly deeper than when he fought against Ji Dong, and the power of his sword has also become stronger.
"As expected of you, Tianqiong!"
Ling Tian felt the sword power on Tian Qiong and did not show too much surprise.
In the previous life, the secret realm of Qingyun Mountain was opened, and only a group of Qingyun Mountain disciples entered it.
When it comes to the intensity of competition, it cannot be compared to this time.
He and Tian Qiong joined hands in the secret realm, and their strength transformed, becoming the two who had the last laugh.
Of course, there is a lot of luck involved, but it is also undeniable that the two people's martial arts talents are powerful.
In their previous life, they had defeated a group of Qingyun Holy Land geniuses, including Huang Ru, and only then had they obtained the last chance.