At this time, everyone in the ring was stunned. Although everyone thought that Xuantian would win, they never expected that he would defeat Wen Dingbang in one move!
You must know that Wen Dingbang's cultivation level is not inferior to ordinary innate masters. Even a half-step martial arts expert cannot be defeated with one move. But Xuantiandu can defeat him with one move. His martial arts has obviously reached an incredible level!
At this moment, north of the arena.
Yi Fanchen clenched his fists and his face was covered with frost. Because Xuantiandu's move may not only leave an indelible shadow of failure to his junior brother Wen Dingbang, but also have a greater impact on the momentum of the Mingcang Peak disciples. Wen Dingbang is
The second master among the disciples of Mingcang Peak cannot even take a single move from Xuantian. Not to mention what other six peaks think of Mingcang Peak, I am afraid that the disciples of Mingcang Peak will all doubt the power of Mingcang Peak. In this way
, people's hearts are easily broken, let alone any disciples who are willing to join Mingcang Peak.
Master Han Cang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Senior nephew Tiandu's swordsmanship talent is really amazing. The power of this sword has almost reached the Wuzong level. Senior brother Xuancang has indeed accepted a good disciple!"
Master Xuancang said calmly: "Junior brother, you are ridiculous. If you don't enter the realm of Wuzong, you will be a junior after all, far inferior to Junior Nephew Yi!"
Yi Fanchen calmed down his emotions and said calmly: "Uncle Xuancang, you're too polite. Junior Brother Tiandu's cultivation is enough to be ranked among the top three in the ranking. I am far inferior to him at his age!"
At this time, on the ring, Wen Dingbang stood stunned for a moment, his expression returned to calm and he said: "You win!"
Xuan Tiandu retracted his sword fingers, cupped his fists and said, "I give in!"
Immediately, Wen Dingbang returned the sword to its sheath and jumped off the ring.
Then, the referee elder loudly said: "Xuancang Peak Xuantiandu wins!"
Xuantiandu also flashed and landed next to the Xuancang Peak disciples.
All the disciples of Xuancang Peak looked at Xuantiandu with admiration. The existence of Xuantiandu made them identify with Xuancang Peak. They felt that Xuancang Peak’s skills were indeed the best among the seven meridians. As long as they were promoted to
A true disciple who practices the Xuan Taiyun Sword Art will surely become a strong man like him.
At this time, the referee elder loudly said: "Taicang Peak Qiu Zetao versus Lingcang Peak Ding Lingxuan!"
The two jumped up and landed on the ring.
Qiu Zetao was in the top ten on the list, and he immediately attracted the attention of all the disciples. Obviously everyone thought he would win.
At this time, Ding Lingxuan cupped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Qiu, please!
Qiu Zetao also cupped his fists and said, "Junior Brother Ding, please!"
Ding Lingxuan directly urged the Ice Chi Dragon to transform and rush towards Qiu Zetao.
Qiu Zetao's expression was indifferent, and there was no wind in his robes. The surging Canglang Qi spurted out from the acupoints all over his body, condensed with the soul power gushing from the center of his eyebrows, and turned into a crystal long sword. With a sudden flash, Han Qi was killed in a few strokes.
The Ice Chi Dragon was cut into eight sections!
With a thought of Chilong's dragon soul, the eight sections of the dragon's body disappeared and collapsed into eight masses of white air, which then condensed into eight long swords and shot towards Qiu Zetao!
With a thought from Qiu Zetao, the crystal long sword instantly split into eight pieces and fought together with the eight-mouthed long sword transformed by Chilong.
At this time, Ding Lingxuan was holding a low-grade divine weapon-level long sword. He concentrated all his skills and condensed a layer of white sword steel. Then he united his body and sword, and flew towards Qiu Zetao with the sword, and the sword edge pierced his throat!
At this moment, Ding Lingxuan's expression suddenly changed, because his eyes had turned into a vast swamp, and a surging wave dozens of feet high suddenly surged in! He knew that he had fallen into the illusion of sword intent, so he quickly gathered his mental power to form
A mental barrier.
However, it was useless. The huge wave fell, and the mental barrier was instantly shattered. His soul consciousness felt like being hit by a huge wave of tens of thousands of tons, and he fainted instantly.
In the real world, Qiu Zetao dodged and avoided the attack, but Ding Lingxuan suddenly fell into the ring, unscathed but passed out.
The surrounding disciples were all stunned. Ding Lingxuan didn't have any rest last night, was he just catching up on some sleep in the ring?
At this time, the Chilong Eight Swords that were fighting with Qiu Zetao's swordsmanship suddenly gathered together and turned into a white aura that sank into Ding Lingxuan's eyebrows.
After a while, Ding Lingxuan woke up leisurely, stood up and clasped his fists, saying: "Senior Brother Qiu's sword is powerful, Junior Brother admits defeat!"
Qiu Zetao looked indifferent, cupped his fists and said: "Junior Brother Ding, I accept my concession!"
At this time, the referee elder loudly said: "Taicang Peak Qiu Zetao wins!"
When Ye Xiuyun saw them, he was secretly worried for Ling Feng and Duan Peng. Qiu Zetao and Xuan Tian defeated their opponents without even drawing their swords. Their martial arts and sword skills were unfathomable, and they were strong opponents for the two to compete for the top three.
At this time, eight games have been completed. Eight people, Ling Feng, Duan Peng, Yunyi, Luo Yuan, Chen Xuanfeng, Xuantiandu, Shen You, and Qiu Zetao, have advanced to compete for the top three. The eight losers are far away and the four winners are. Compete with the four losers from the promotion group for the top ten rankings!
Then eight people randomly draw numbers, and those who draw the same numbers play in a group.
Ling Feng drew No. 3, and Shen You also drew No. 3, working in pairs. Duan Peng and Chen Xuanfeng both drew No. 1.
Luo Yuan and Qiu Zetao are both No. 2, and Yun Yuyi and Xuan Tian are both No. 4.
After resting for half an hour, the first game started.
Duan Peng tapped his toes, landed on the ring, cupped his fists towards Chen Xuanfeng on the opposite side and said: "Junior Brother Chen, please!"
Chen Xuanfeng also cupped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Duan, please!"
Immediately, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and the extremely condensed Canglang Sword Qi in his body quickly gathered on the sword body, generating a dazzling white sword light. Then he flashed and slashed towards Duan Peng!
Duan Peng drew his sword, condensed a layer of white sword aura, and was about to swing his sword to resist.
The illusion of a huge white crane appeared, and with a roar, it rushed towards Duan Peng.
Duan Peng's expression was indifferent, and with the soul skill of the divine weapon-level sword in his hand, the illusion of a black roc bird instantly appeared and rushed towards the white crane!
The illusions of the white crane and the roc were shattered at the same time, and invisible spiritual fluctuations swept around.
Duan Peng was performing Qinggong, like a big roc spreading its wings, and suddenly he appeared beside Chen Xuanfeng, slashing with his sword!
Chen Xuanfeng quickly swung his sword sideways, but it only cut through an afterimage. Immediately, Duan Peng's afterimages continued to appear around him. Chen Xuanfeng swung his sword to slash, but he could never keep up with Duan Peng's speed, and even his mental induction failed. .This mental induction is just like vision, it also has limitations and can easily be confused by the phantom of true energy. If mental power transforms into soul power, the induction will be much clearer and will not be easily confused.
A moment later, Chen Xuanfeng was suddenly slapped on the chest. A huge force exploded, and his body vomited blood and flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off!
"What a speed!"
Ling Feng said with a solemn expression, this speed has exceeded his own spiritual level speed, and is close to the magical level.
Zhou Zhijie said: "This is the third senior brother's ancestral Kung Fu, Dapeng Xiaoyaoyou. Although it is not the King of Martial Arts, its speed is definitely the top among the Kung Fu of the Wuzong Class!"
After a while, the second game started, Hancang Peak Luo Yuan versus Taicang Peak Qiu Zetao.
The two of them greeted each other, and Luo Yuan suddenly took out the Ice Dragon Whip. With the infusion of true energy, the whip flashed and tied Qiu Zetao tightly.