And in the center of the battle platform, two beautiful figures were already clashing again... The roar of lions shook the sky, the roar of swords roared, and the sky was full of terrifying spiritual pressure intertwined and bombarded.
The impregnable battle platform was blasted with cracks.
Ten minutes later, Huang Lingling bit her teeth fiercely, and in one breath she unleashed seventeen layers of sword light, rolling like waves. Jiang Xiangyi's pretty face was shocked. The opponent's move was simply caught off guard. As soon as the giant flag reacted, it was struck by
The blade is folded into a bow shape!
Boom!
A loud noise fell.
One of them was directly blasted out of the battle stage.
In the dust that filled the sky, Huang Lingling gasped and barely raised the sword.
Under the platform, Jiang Xiangyi held the flagpole firmly with her palms, her face full of reluctance.
Lost!
In the first battle, Huang Lingling won.
"Congratulations, you won!"
Although she was unwilling to give up, Jiang Xiangyi didn't have much resentment. After regaining her mood, she cupped her fists and bowed, very free and easy.
"Concession!"
Huang Lingling returned the gift.
Being both female disciples of the Nine Major Sects, Huang Lingling also felt some sympathy for each other.
"roar!"
Earth-shattering shouts rang out from the blood-refining military camp.
After defeating the Xuanyan Sect, Huang Lingling entered the top five on the Heavenly Ranking.
"Elder, I'm sorry."
Jiang Xiangyi returned to the sect sadly.
As for the Xuanyan Sect, there were not many complaints. Instead, everyone smiled in relief, and the elders even patted Jiang Xiangyi on the shoulder encouragingly... The Tianbang was already full of experts, and she had tried her best.
…
Second battle!
Ning Xiaojing of the Niaohua Sect, fighting against the White Page Dragon of the Wulong Sect!
The atmosphere was overturned in the first battle, and the shouting in the second battle was even more intense.
The White Page Dragon of the Wulong Sect has always been well known to everyone. Unlike the inner sects of other sects, he is well-rounded and very keen on making friends with forces. He even has close relationships with the city lords of many cities.
Within the Wulong Sect, Bai Yelong is even more prosperous and has met most of the masters on the Wulong Ranking.
Opposite the white page dragon, Ning Xiaojing was like a fresh flower, floating on the stage without a trace of fireworks. Her petite body and baby face were even more endearing. Suddenly, the roar of the mountain and the tsunami of shouts were overwhelming.
With Ning Xiaojing.
Although Baiyelong has many connections, he always feels like he is bullying the little girl.
"Junior sister Ning, it's so embarrassing. I don't even know how to deal with it."
The overwhelming cheers, even with Bai Yelong's face, made him smile bitterly.
To win, we must win.
But defeating Ning Xiaojing is not honorable at all, but will be condemned for a while.
"Since it's a competition, there's no need to hold back. Besides, it's impossible for you to hold back. There's no need to talk nonsense."
Ning Xiaojing's pretty face calmed down.
She flicked her jade finger lightly, and suddenly, colorful silk threads rushed out from behind her, like fairies scattering flowers... Countless spiritual needles shot up into the sky, intertwined into a colorful peacock.
Feathers, fluttering in the wind.
Boom boom boom boom!
Layer after layer of air waves were superimposed, and people suddenly discovered that Ning Xiaojing's smaller body actually contained the terrifying power of six layers of spiritual sea.
And he can control hundreds of spiritual needles at one time. The intensity of these spiritual powers is not inferior to Jiang Xiangyi just now, or even worse.
The huge peacock feathers bloomed with murderous intent, but opposite Ning Xiaojing, Baiyelong had a calm face, said nothing, and did not reveal even a trace of spiritual power, just like a scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam.
"I'm not welcome anymore."
After waiting for a few seconds, Ning Xiaojing was a little angry when she saw that the white-page dragon still looked down on people. She stamped the ground hard with her exquisite feet, and the peacock feathers flew through the layers of space and were chopped off hard.
boom!
The stage immediately burst into overwhelming cheers.
…
"White Page Dragon, you must not lose!"
Ning Tianjiang stared at the fighting platform, clenching his palms too hard, his bones crackling, and his pupils were filled with blood.
Some of the more rational spectators looked in disbelief. Seeing the killing move coming, the White Page Dragon remained motionless. Could it be that he was still a compassionate person?
You know, the prizes for the top five on the Heavenly List are completely different from the prizes for the bottom five.
At this moment, countless people held their breath, waiting for the defeat of the White Page Dragon.
But in the Wulong Sect camp, those disciples were full of confidence... Not far away, the champion of the Earth Ranking who was shot away by Ning Tianjiang looked at the White Page Dragon with admiration.
Wulong Sect...must win!
…
"I haven't seen you for such a long time. Ning Xiaojing's strength has also improved rapidly."
Seeing that the strong wind caused by the peacock feathers was about to be chopped down, and the white-leaf dragon's long hair was blown high, he finally slowly raised his head and murmured to himself.
Ouch!
In the next breath, the roar of the dragon roared loudly, shaking the world.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Under the feet of the white-page dragon, a layer of terrifying air waves suddenly spread out. His hair flew wildly, and with a fierce swing of his arm, a huge golden spear came out, dazzling like the world between heaven and earth.
only.
The surging spiritual power, like a hurricane, swept up dozens of feet, causing the white-leaf dragon's robe to fly, like the war god of the south, descending into the world.
At the same time, accompanied by the roar of the dragon, a ferocious dragon head rose up from the ground, roaring with rage, like a peerless beast that had awakened and roared into the world.
"Is this the [Earth Dragon Nine Spears]? It's so terrifyingly strong that it seems like it can even pierce the sky."
"That's right, [Earth Dragon Nine Spears] is a terrifying marksmanship that can only be practiced by the inner sect of Wulong Sect. Normal outer sects cannot withstand the terrifying backlash of the Nine Spears."
Many people were talking in the stands.
The disciples of Wulong Sect stood up one after another with excitement on their faces. Even the two people who had just been defeated were blushing.
If I could practice [Earth Dragon Nine Spears], how could I be defeated by a mere third-rate sect?
"break!"
A roar shook the sky, and the echo lingered for a long time.
Some disciples of nearby third-rate sects were even swept away by the air waves and suffered a burst of angina.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the shocking dragon head shot up towards the peacock feathers. The white-leaf dragon pointed its spear slantingly, as if it was trying to take the head of an enemy general in the midst of a million-strong army.
Boom!
Huge beasts collided with each other.
The dark and solid earth was once again overwhelmed, cracks opened under the pressure, and spread like spider webs.
broken!
Without any accident, Ning Xiaojing's peacock feathers collapsed layer by layer and collapsed thousands of miles away.
The blue dragon was shocked and fierce, and it pressed directly on top of Ning Xiaojing's head. The latter was so frightened that her face turned pale and she almost sat down on the ground... Ning Xiaojing was a girl after all. It was the first time she was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out.
.
boom!
Seeing that the tip of the spear was about to pierce Ning Xiaojing's neck, everyone was dumbfounded, and some people were almost ready to curse. It was such a heinous crime that Xiang Yuyu died. At the critical moment, the golden giant spear of the White Page Dragon suddenly stopped, and the strong wind beneath its feet
Rolling, earth-shattering.
Dangerous and dangerous...the tip of the gun was pointed right in front of Ning Xiaojing's throat, only a millimeter away from her skin.
Ning Xiaojing didn't even dare to swallow her saliva, fearing that even the slightest movement of her throat would cause the sharp tip of the spear to scratch her skin.
"Junior Sister Ning, I accept the offer."
brush!
The white-page dragon gun flower flickered, and the sky was filled with golden shadows. When his giant gun disappeared, he showed an eager face, as if he was afraid that Ning Xiaojing would be injured.
"I give up!"
Ning Xiaojing turned around and ran off the stage with a pale face.
She didn't dare to look at the white-page dragon again. For a moment, she seemed to remember that the white-page dragon threw a disciple into the pile of evil monsters without changing his expression. Ning Xiaojing had a hunch that if she dared to block the opponent's way,
White Page Dragon will definitely kill her and will not be merciful at all.
"In the second round, Wulong Sect, White Page Dragon...win!"
As soon as the announcement came, the whole place was filled with excitement.
Anyone with a brain can clearly see that in defeating Ning Xiaojing, White Page Dragon did not use all his strength... And the final move was a test of one's understanding of martial arts. White Page Dragon is undoubtedly outstanding.
Pull it into pieces.
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"In a year or two, this White Page Dragon should be able to challenge the Martial Dragon Ranking. It is indeed a genius."
The elder of the Niaohua Sect looked unhappy, and was angry at the elder of the Wulong Sect next to him.
"White Page Dragon is making rapid progress. According to my calculations, by this time next year, he will be qualified to challenge for the tenth spot on the Martial Dragon Ranking."
The elder of Wulong Sect looked arrogant.
You must know that the Martial Dragon Ranking is a list only those within the sect who have practiced within the sect for nearly ten years dare to challenge.
It is simply unbelievable that Bai Yelong dares to challenge the Martial Dragon Ranking after only practicing for half a year.
"The generation of Forty Thousand Demons are all geniuses."
The other elders also sighed repeatedly.
Not only Wulong Sect, even the defeated Ning Xiaojing and Jiang Xiangyi will be eligible to challenge the rankings within their respective sects in at most two years.
…
"The next battle will be between Qingmu Sect He Jianggui and the battle at Fengxuanchi Pavilion Guan Fenggu."
After a few minutes, there was a shout.
The whole place was in an uproar, and many people's voices were hoarse.
He Jianggui!
Before the catastrophe in Wuhui City, his reputation was enough to compete with Wang Junchen. Unfortunately, the Tianjiao preview battle was overshadowed by the Forty Thousand Demons Zhao Chu and Ji Dongyuan... Everyone believed that he was the number one person under the spirit body.
Guan Feng came on stage pouting.
Feng Xuanchi's martial arts skills were based on speed, and she didn't even think about winning.
Sure enough, Guan Fenggu showed off his hard-learned body skills, but He Jianggui found a flaw and forced him into a corner.
Give up!
There was no suspense in this battle. Guan Fenggu performed for a long time, and He Jianggui only performed one move before and after. Everyone was less interested, but they were even more looking forward to his next performance.
…
The fourth battle!
Chen Jingtao of the Purple Sea Sect, fighting against Feng Haoyan of the Wanjian Sect.
Some time ago, it was rumored that Feng Haoyan was seriously injured. This time he came back from the mountain and was wrapped in gauze, which was very strange.
Everyone has different opinions on Feng Haoyan's strength.
Chen Jingtao's sword was like a dragon, and there were turbulent waves under his feet. Even if Feng Haoyan was not injured, he still looked ordinary in his eyes. The look in front of him was even more vulnerable to a blow.
No surprises.
Feng Haoyan was unable to avoid Chen Jingtao's sword, and was penetrated by the sword. Although it was not the fatal part of his heart, he was seriously injured.
Everyone was in an uproar, but the elder of Wanjian Sect smiled calmly.
Sure enough, before Chen Jingtao showed the joy of victory, Feng Haoyan grabbed the blade of the sword and pulled it out of his chest inch by inch.
The whole place was silent.
How could there be no blood flowing out when the long sword was imbued into the body?
However, it is so weird.
What does it look like when the magic sword is inserted into it, and what does it look like when it is pulled out?
"Tit for tat!"
Under the bandage, Feng Haoyan's expression moved slightly.
Lightning, Jinghong!
The next breath, Chen Jingtao was pierced by a sword and was stunned.
Exactly the same position, exactly the same depth, exactly the same intensity.
Feng Haoyan slashed with his sword, and everyone looked at him with admiration.
In the distance, Huang Lingling's heart skipped a beat. Her grandfather's marriage to the Feng family was irreversible. She was afraid of the passage of time. If she wanted to marry this man, she would rather die.
Chen Jingtao vomited blood. This was the first time in the Tianbang battle that someone was seriously injured, and he was dying.
After the victory, Feng Haoyan walked to the corner and sat down indifferently, still looking ghostly.
Wang Junchen frowned.
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The first round, the final battle!
Zihai Sect King Junchen, Duel, Yanchen Sect King Zhuqing.
Everyone sighed.
Not to mention Wang Zhuqing, even if He Jianggui meets Wang Junchen, he will be defeated. This is a bad fate.
"Senior Brother Wang, you said your life is too bitter."
Ning Tianjiang and Wang Zhuqing have a good relationship, but it is a pity at this moment. Facing Wang Junchen, it would be brave enough not to admit defeat directly.
really!
Wang Zhuqing showed off some Yanchen Sect swordsmanship, but was knocked away by an ice shield from Wang Junchen. From front to back, Wang Junchen only flicked his fingers.
…
After a period of commotion, Liu Yueyue, including Liu Yueyue who had a bye, was confirmed to be in the top six of the rankings.
Draw lots!
Feng Haoyan of Wanjian Sect, fighting against Junchen, the king of Zihai Sect.
Wanjian Sect Liu Yueyue fights, Qingmu Sect He Jiang returns.
Huang Lingling in the Blood Refining Camp, fighting against the White Page Dragon of the Wulong Sect.
When the draw was over, the whole audience was in an uproar.
Some people felt sorry for He Jianggui, while others lamented that Bai Ye Long was lucky.
No one wants to face the spirit body, but fate has no choice.