Countless energies surged, collided wildly, impacted in all directions, and shattered everything.
"Death!" A dark golden figure burst out, raised its mace high, and then shot it down at an astonishing speed, like a waterfall pouring down from the Nine Heavens, incredibly powerful.
"Roar!" Wang Mangli roared loudly, concentrating all his strength on his right arm, clenching his right fist tightly, like a meteorite, and blasted directly at Bao with the most violent attitude.
Fight for your life!
With a bang, Wang Mangli's forehead was hit hard, and he was suddenly shocked. His skull was sunk in and bleeding from all the orifices. However, his punch also hit the dragon at the same time, bombarding the Nine-Xuan Body Protection Technique, carrying the extremely violent power.
The power of the Nine-Level Mixed Kill shattered the two defenses and hit Bao's body, causing a certain amount of injuries.
After falling to the ground, Wang Mangli struggled to get up. He lost the ability to fight again and was on the verge of death.
There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of Bao's mouth. After continuous fighting, he was hit many times and suffered serious injuries, but he still had terrifying fighting ability.
Wang Mangli lost his ability to fight, and the other five people who joined forces also felt uncomfortable. Their faces were all pale and they were more or less injured.
This battle is extremely difficult. This dragon is simply a monster. With one against six, it is actually terrifying to be able to fight to such an extent.
If the battle continues like this, it is really difficult to predict the final outcome.
Chen Zong put away the sword world. After maintaining it for a long time, his power was consumed too quickly. However, he was not injured, but his face was also pale, because he had just used the prototype of Listening to the Wind Yin Aowu several times, which consumed the power of divine will. This power of divine will
The recovery speed is too slow.
The reason why Chen Zong was not injured was also due to the cooperation of others. After all, they all knew that Chen Zong's divine attack was a threat to Bao, so Chen Zong could not die. Once he died, the threat to Bao from others would be greatly reduced.
The reason why Bao was injured was because he was hit by Chen Zong's divine attack, and there was a momentary pause before they seized the opportunity to hit him and get injured.
"How many more times can you use your divine attack?" Dengxing asked quickly as he crossed paths with Chen Zong.
"Three times." Chen Zong also quickly replied.
"Okay, kill the dragon within three times." Dengxing's tone was extremely decisive.
Chen Zong used Ting Feng Yin again, and using it again and again made Chen Zong's application of Ting Feng Yin even better.
Divine attacks are difficult to dodge and difficult to resist.
kill!
Others took this opportunity to attack, and Bao was seriously injured.
Without hesitation, Chen Zong exploded continuously and used two more swords to listen to the wind. The power of his divine will was almost exhausted. He felt as if his whole head was being stabbed by needles. The pain was excruciating. Chen Zong frowned and felt extremely uncomfortable.
Time has also lost its ability to fight.
Two consecutive sword blows also caused the dragon to receive a stronger impact in an instant. After all, the nine-level mixed killing secret method can also superimpose power.
The other four people also broke out completely and broke out desperately.
Take action!
bombardment!
In an instant, Xia was severely injured, his whole body was shaking, and blood spurted out wildly.
But in an instant, he got up again and struck back with his big mace.
Moroluo was hit directly and flew backwards. Blood spurted out. His figure slowly faded and he died.
Extremely tragic!
Chen Zong did not take action again, but tried his best to restore his strength. Cultivation strength can be restored with the help of pills, but divine power is difficult and can only be restored by itself.
The remaining three people used all their strength to attack Bao. Nao stood there and kept waving his mace to fight back.
boom!
Shengtian Liusu was also killed, but he staggered, his robes were torn, blood was flowing out, and he was panting.
There are still two people who can fight, Dengxing and Qingxiang, but both of them are almost exhausted.
One of Dengxing's arms drooped, as limp and limp as a snake that had its backbone removed. One of Qingxiang's legs was lame, and its speed was therefore limited.
"You're dead." He grinned, his whole body full of danger.
"You are the one who is going to die." Dengxing also managed a smile and took action again.
Green Nightmare also gave up her speed, concentrated her last strength, and once again displayed the prototype of the Aowu weapon.
collision!
The final collision.
Deng Xing and Qing Nightmare flew out upside down, vomited blood, fell and rolled, and lost the ability to fight again for a while. But Bao kept retreating, staggering as if drunk, and finally knelt down on one knee and used a pair of
The big mace held up the ground, so he didn't really fall to the ground.
One of his eyes narrowed, and blood flowed from the corner of his eye. He stared at Dengxing and Qingxiang with the other eye, revealing a smile.
Cruel smile!
Although Dengxing and Qingyan were still alive, they both fell to the ground and could not get up for a while.
"Should we take action now and kill them?" Some of the more courageous people watching the battle from a distance started thinking.
Every thought is like the devil's temptation, growing uncontrollably.
Normally, they would not have dared to think like this, but now, although they all seemed to be alive, they were all seriously injured and seemed to have lost the ability to fight again.
Isn't this moment the best opportunity to kill them all?
Before, I also died at their hands. Killing the other party now is equivalent to killing me back.
Finally, the thought could no longer be suppressed, and the group of people immediately set off and approached at the fastest speed. Without any hesitation, they struck directly at Bao first and unleashed the most tyrannical attack.
He looked up slightly, with a ferocious look on his face.
"A group of ants." After the words fell, the ants burst out again, directly erupting with terrifying power. The big mace flew across the sky, bursting out a dark golden star ring and sweeping away. It immediately shattered all incoming attacks and even counterattacked.
Kill.
Kill kill kill!
"not good!"
"Go quickly."
Suddenly, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they were horrified.
However, they were still a step too late. Under the impact of the Dark Venus Star Ring, all these daring people were killed.
At the same time, a faint cyan cold light penetrated the sky.
Chen Zong drew his sword.
After accumulating the last strength of his sword, he tried his best to unleash the prototype of Owu Feng Zhi, the fastest sword and also the sharpest sword.
After one explosion, the dragon's power was actually almost exhausted, and the Nine Mysteries Body Protection Technique could not be maintained.
Facing Chen Zong's sudden sword attack, he couldn't dodge at all, and his reaction was even slower. This line was the difference between life and death.
Penetrate!
In an instant, Chen Zong's sword directly penetrated the center of Bao's turned eyebrows. At the same time, Bao also launched a counterattack in desperate situation, blasting out his big mace like a yellow dragon, directly hitting Chen Zong's body.
perish together!
Bao and Chen Zong almost died one after another.
However, in the end, he was still killed.
With the death of Bao, everyone also felt a repulsive force falling on everyone, as if trying to squeeze them out.
Sure enough, Bao was the only disciple who remained alive, but now, under the joint siege of six masters, he was killed in a fierce and fierce battle.
Tragic!
This battle was truly extremely brutal.
A thousand disciples quickly escaped from the ruins of the deadly battle, which also means that this disciples conference is coming to an end.
Next, of course, is ranking.
A thousand disciples appeared in an empty and huge hall, which was majestic and majestic.
Immediately, a huge scroll appeared in the hall, opened naturally, and dropped.
The eyes of all the disciples were drawn over, staring at the huge scroll.
"List of 100 disciples at the disciples conference!"
The seven characters are extremely conspicuous and eye-catching.
From the seven characters down, there is a blank space.
Immediately, at the very bottom of the scroll, there seemed to be an invisible pen held in the hand of the master of calligraphy, writing about the country.
The first name appeared, emitting silver-gray light, shining and becoming clear.
This name is at the bottom, so naturally it is the 100th.
Then, the invisible pen wrote a second name, which was number ninety-nine.
As names appeared one after another, a thousand disciples stared at the scroll list. When they saw their names appearing on it, some felt excited, but others frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with their rankings.
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Basically, these frowning people have full confidence in their own strength and think they can get a higher ranking, but the ranking they get is not as good as expected.
The last ten!
The last twenty!
The last thirty!
Names kept appearing, more and more, but Chen Zong didn't even see his own name, and his heart became solemn involuntarily.
Didn’t he make it into the top 100?
It shouldn't be possible. With the more than 700 points I've earned, it shouldn't be a problem to enter the top 100.
Now, the bottom fifty have been listed. So, my ranking should be in the top fifty?
A thousand disciples can see the list, and naturally, other disciples can also see it, because the shadow of the list appears outside.
"Without Chen Zong's name, does it mean that he failed to enter the top ten?" Everyone within the Taoist Alliance was also very concerned, especially Lin Ming, as the introducer of Chen Zong's Taoist Alliance, he paid the most attention to Chen Zong.
"Only the first thirty are left, and it looks like there is no hope."
"How could this happen?" Lin Ming was a little confused. He felt that Chen Zong's strength should be enough to enter the top 100.
Lin Ming is quite confident that Chen Zong will enter the top 100, but as for the top 30, he is not sure at all. After all, he is limited by his racial talent, origin, etc.
It can be said that only the monster from ten thousand years ago in the human race entered the top thirty, ranking thirteenth.
The twenty-ninth place is still not Chen Zong, and the twenty-eighth place is still not Chen Zong.
As names appeared one after another, the hearts of everyone in the Dao Alliance gradually sank.
The top twenty, hopefully smaller.
Immediately, the thirteenth person was still not Chen Zong, nor any human race, but a native tribesman.
"There is no hope." Ling Zhen said: "There is no way he can enter the top ten."
In the Taoist League, no one spoke.
"It doesn't matter. After all, Chen Zong's training time is a little short. Let him continue to accumulate in the Concentration Realm for a hundred years. I believe that in the next disciple conference, his strength will increase again and he should be included in the top 100." Finally, the palace master said.
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As if it was the final word, everyone fell silent and could only accept this fact helplessly.