Half an hour later, Du Zhi stepped onto the square again.
"In the top twenty-five battles, the person ranked at the bottom will take the lead and can challenge anyone ranked higher. If he wins, he will be replaced, and there will be a chance to challenge again! If he loses, the ranking will be determined! If the person being challenged loses, The same opportunity to continue to challenge.”
Du Zhi spoke slowly, "You must have heard before that if you win the top ten seats in the Qian Domain Competition, you can worship in our Emperor's Holy Land! However, today, the powerful ones from the five holy lands are here. You guys You should act within your capabilities and don’t blindly pursue the top ten positions! The most important thing is to show your own strength.”
In the eyes of many people, if it cannot be ranked among the top ten.
There is no difference between the eleventh and the twenty-fifth.
However, this dry field competition is special.
In addition to the Royal Holy Land, strong men from the other four holy lands also came to watch the battle.
Everyone's attitude towards the Qianyu Competition should also change.
If those ranked lower down directly challenge those in the top ten, they may not have a chance to show off their full strength due to the huge gap in strength.
When you know that you cannot make it into the top ten, it may be the best choice to challenge someone who is ranked before you and whose strength is close to you.
Only in this way can all the strength that one possesses bloom, and thus be favored by the powerful men of the five holy lands.
"Yan Xiao, you go on stage first."
Du Zhi glanced at Yan Xiao.
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure soared into the air, towering high in the void above the square, looking down.
Yan Xiao's figure jumped up at this moment and jumped onto the square.
"Ling Tian, come up."
Yan Xiao appeared in the square, his eyes immediately locked on Ling Tian.
Everyone around the square was stunned when they heard Yan Xiao's words.
Ling Tian is temporarily ranked fifth.
No one knows what its strength is.
Perhaps, among the top ten people, he is relatively weak.
But in the eyes of everyone, Yan Xiao seems to be weaker.
Yan Xiao's challenge to Ling Tian was not a wise choice no matter how he looked at it.
"You challenge me?"
Ling Tian also looked at Yan Xiao with some surprise.
He knew that Yan Xiao wanted to kill him.
But it’s too little self-aware.
In the secret territory of Huangji, Liu Zixu and others were unable to kill him.
Where did Yan Xiao get the confidence to defeat him?
"nonsense!"
Yan Xiao scolded him, his eyes filled with coldness.
Ling Tian smiled slightly when he heard this, and then slowly stepped onto the square, "I admire your courage for daring to challenge me directly. Do you know that if I try my best, you may not even have a chance to show off your strength?"
"Don't pretend to be sophisticated. I don't know how much you weigh. You are temporarily ranked fifth because you were lucky and killed a few more people in the killing space."
Yan Xiao said coldly, his expression full of contempt for Ling Tian.
"What a simple guy."
Ling Tian smiled and shook his head.
In the past, in the imperial capital of Donglu Dynasty, the two of them had indeed fought against each other.
In that battle, Ling Tian narrowly won.
However, the Lingtian of today is no longer the Lingtian of the past.
Yan Xiao's understanding of Ling Tian is still stuck in the past.
Ling Tian had no intention of saying anything, and at this moment he raised his head and looked at Du Zhi in the void, "Senior, can we start?"
"The two sides stepped onto the square and the battle began immediately. You don't have to ask me, it will be the same for the next few battles."
Du Zhi's figure hovered in the air and he replied calmly.
Ling Tian's eyes then returned to Yan Xiao, and he grinned at Yan Xiao, "Don't say I won't give you a chance, just use your strongest attack."
"snort!"
Yan Xiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his gaze became colder and colder.
After snorting coldly, all the aura from his body burst out.
In an instant, his left eye flashed with a silvery light, bursting with endless chill.
The power of the blizzard gradually spread out.
The figure of Yan Xiao stood on the same spot, seeming to have the power to turn the entire square into a world of ice and snow.
As he stepped forward and blasted out with a palm, the blizzard swept forward, roaring forward.
"that's all?"
Facing the violent storm and snow, Ling Tian didn't move an inch, and there seemed to be contempt in his eyes.
A moment later, the powerful blizzard swallowed up Ling Tian's figure.
Everyone around the square stared at the scene in the square, with surprise in their eyes.
When the blizzard dissipated, Ling Tian's figure appeared in everyone's sight again.
At this moment, he was still calm and calm.
There was a faint flame lingering around it.
This fire is the fire of chaos.
"How can it be?"
Yan Xiao looked stunned and couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Ling Tian took over his offensive head on, but nothing happened...
At this time, Ling Tian suddenly raised his foot and stepped on the ground.
The power of the Chaos Fire swayed instantly.
The power of the scorching flames drove away the surrounding cold air, restoring the square to its original appearance.
"Is this your strongest attack? It's too weak."
Ling Tian said lightly.
The words were calm, but full of contempt.
Before Yan Xiao could respond, his palms turned over.
The Zixiao Sword immediately appeared in his hand.
Immediately afterwards, he slowly raised the arm holding the sword.
The sword energy keeps roaring!
The power of the sword keeps rising!
"Sword of Heaven!"
With a soft drink, the Zixiao Sword slashed down.
The terrifying sword light fell from the sky and beheaded Yan Xiao.
The terrifying sword energy was suppressing downwards like a heavy rain.
Yan Xiao clenched his fists tightly and kept them in place.
It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move an inch under the suppression of that terrifying sword energy.
"Heaven-level swordsmanship at the level of artistic conception?"
Wanjian Tianzun stared at the sword struck by Ling Tian, his eyes flashed involuntarily.
At first, he didn't pay much attention to this battle.
But the moment Ling Tian took out the Zixiao Sword, he also looked at Ling Tian one more time.
When Ling Tian displayed the Sword of Heaven, he was even more surprised.
It is very easy for a genius swordsman to practice heaven-level swordsmanship to perfection.
But it is very difficult to practice Heavenly Swordsmanship to the artistic conception.
Artistic conception, artistic conception!
It is to understand the meaning in the sword!
This is not only true for swordsmanship, but also for other martial arts.
Any heaven-level martial arts, except for the strong person who created the martial arts, those who can cultivate the heaven-level martial arts to the artistic conception are rare beings, with understanding far beyond ordinary people.
Facing Ling Tian's sword, Yan Xiao had no power to fight back.
At this moment, Yan Xiao only felt that death was getting closer and closer to him.
However, at this moment, the sword that Ling Tian slashed out suddenly put it away again.
The moment the terrifying sword light reached Yan Xiao's head, it suddenly dissipated and turned into nothing.
But that terrifying sword energy still washed over Yan Xiao, leaving countless sword marks on his chest and limbs.
In addition, there was a sword energy that rushed directly into Yan Xiao's left eye, blinding him.
"Um..."
Yan Xiao could bear the severe pain coming from his body.
But the pain of being stabbed in his left eye made him scream out loud.