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Chapter 138: A crushing defeat

"Young man, don't be so arrogant, Shadowless Peak Gao Bo is coming!" Green light flashed, and a figure rushed onto the ring.

Zheng Tai shook his folding fan disdainfully and sneered: "Since you are the Shadowless Peak, I will beat you until you have no shadow!"

The elder who advocated the arena sounded a drum, and the battle to win the beauty that shocked the Southern Barbarian Territory officially began!

Gao Bo's figure is like electricity, and his aura blends perfectly into the surrounding illusion. In the eyes of most Condensation Realm disciples, they can only confirm his position by relying on his two daggers that reflect the cold light.

Suddenly, like ten thousand silver meteors, they blasted towards Zheng Tai, causing waves of cheers to reach the sky.

"Haha, martial arts competition is not acting, so what does it matter no matter how beautiful it is?" Zheng Tai curled his lips disdainfully, gathered his amazing energy into the folding fan in his right hand, and moved forward lightly.

"No! Back off!" Zi Dalong, who was watching the battle, exclaimed.

The people around were stunned when they saw the folding fan spurting out violent vitality, like a heavy hammer that shattered all the stars, and sent Gao Bo flying backwards with a bang.

"Bees fighting for the powder core!" Zheng Tai touched the ground with both feet, and he flew up like a fluttering butterfly. The bones of the folding fan buzzed out. The elder who presided over the ring suddenly changed his color, but due to his identity, he could not stop it at all.

Puff puff puff...

A dense penetrating sound sounded, and blood spurted out from Gao Bo's body. He fell onto the ring with a thud, his eyes wide open, and he was dead!

"Bastard!" The disciples of Shitian Sect turned pale with anger and wished they could go up and fight him desperately.

Zheng Tai leisurely came to Gao Bo, stretched out his hand to take away the treasure bag and treasures from his body, casually kicked his body off the ring, and said with a smile: "Are there any disciples of Shi Tianzong?"

Dare to die?"

"Shi Tianzong Tianjianfeng Fang Yu has learned a great trick!" Fang Yu shouted angrily and flew onto the stage with his sword.

"Can't Guardian Saint Shitian sit still?" Zheng Tai said with a teasing smile and waved to him casually.

Fang Yu was so angry that he attacked boldly when the duel signal started. In one hand, he used Taibai Sword Technique Sword Three and Sword Four!

The long sword in his hand carried the force of wind and thunder, and the attack was like a tide. The violent energy forced Zheng Tai to fly to dodge, earning bursts of cheers from everyone in the Shi Tian Sect.

"The goddess scatters flowers!" Zheng Tai dodged for a moment and suddenly threw the folding fan high into the air. Fang Yu was about to chop it down with his sword when he saw it suddenly scattering many particles the size of mosquitoes and flies.

It burned rapidly after falling less than half a meter, emitting a dazzling light. The person who was concentrating on defense only felt that there was a bright light in front of him, and he couldn't see anything at all.

At the critical moment, Fang Yu remained calm in the face of danger. He swung his long sword back to guard, protecting the vital points in front of him, and barely blocked Zheng Taizhi's inevitable blow.

"Bees fight for the powder core!"

"Thousands of flowers come from it!"



Taking advantage of Fang Yu's blindness, Zheng Tai used the folding fan in his hand to unleash all his killer moves. The moves went straight to his vital points. After several rounds, he was covered in blood, but he still refused to retreat.

"Senior Brother Fang Yu, retreat quickly!" A famous female disciple on the banner said with pale face.

"A good man from Tianjian Peak, do you have any reason to shrink back and avoid fighting?" Fang Yu shouted angrily, and the vitality of his body rolled up into the sky, locking Zheng Tai with the power of his soul.

Run towards him.

"You're just a brave but foolhardy man!" Zheng Tai curled his lips in disdain and dodged away. He saw the giant sword turn around strangely, cut the folding fan in his hand into two pieces with a click, and kicked him with a big foot.

on his shoulder.

"Damn it!"

Zheng Tai lost his previous leisurely attitude and threw the wind chimes flying in the sky with a livid face. The clear jingling sound resounded throughout the world, and the fluctuations emitted disturbed his perception of the power of the soul.

"How dare you cheat!"

Zi Teng was furious and said angrily: "Come back, you are no match for him when he plays evil!"

As soon as he spoke, Fang Yu had no choice but to fly out of the ring even though he was unwilling to do so. The disciples of Danding Peak quickly went up to help him diagnose and treat his eyes.

The next eight disciples who came on stage were all defeated by Zheng Tai using various despicable means. Except for three disciples who saw the opportunity and did not admit defeat in advance, the remaining five disciples all spattered the arena with blood, and all their treasures and treasure bags were searched by him.

Walk.

According to the duel rules, disciples who have won ten games in a row can retire and recuperate. Cold Dragon Valley once again sent out Liu Ziyi, whose strength was at the peak of the fourth realm of Ning Yuan.

After losing ten games in a row, everyone in the Shitian Sect looked a little ugly, especially the more than ten female disciples who were famous in the banner, who looked flustered. Only Qin Yu accompanied Lu Chen calmly, asking for advice in a low voice from time to time.

"What time has it been? Junior sister still has the heart to ask her lover for swordsmanship?" A senior sister from Danding Peak asked worriedly.

Qiu Qinghe chuckled and said: "Senior sister, don't worry. As long as Brother Chen is here, she won't be afraid if the sky falls~"

"Tianjian Peak Zi Xiaolong, learn some great tricks!" Zi Xiaolong jumped onto the ring amid angry shouts.

He has learned the true inheritance of Zi Teng Sword Technique, and is definitely one of the top ten masters among the disciples of Shitian Sect's Condensing Yuan Realm. He can kill dragons and snakes with his sword as soon as he strikes. The vitality attached to the long sword exudes a cold aura, with a faint

The frost slowly enveloped Liu Ziyi.

"Blue sea and blue sky!" Liu Ziyi was not flustered, a pair of Emei water thorns overlapped in front of him, and shouted sternly.

The arena was filled with water vapor for a moment, and the cold air on Zi Xiaolong's sword actually used the black ice to greatly hinder his sword skills.

In desperation, Xiaolong removed the cold air from his sword, but Liu Ziyi cunningly turned the surrounding water and ice into a raging flood, which hit him with a bang, taking the opportunity to step forward and launch a violent storm attack.

Zi Teng watched for a moment in the audience, his eyes gradually becoming serious. The two disciples who came to Hanlong Valley this time obviously knew the moves of the Condensing Yuan Realm disciples in Shitian Sect very well, and each of them had their own strategies to deal with it. It seemed that

There is indeed a ghost in the sect!

The two men fought for hundreds of rounds on the stage. Zi Xiaolong was always taken advantage of by Liu Ziyi, and his amazing abilities could not be used even 70%. In the end, the fight became so angry that he fought hard and his left shoulder was pierced by a water piercing, and he was stabbed in the chest.

He slashed forward with a sword.

Just when he was about to bear the pain and pursue, Liu Ziyi smiled lightly and just gave up and floated down!

In the next duel, the people of Hanlong Valley were like cunning jackals. If Shi Tianzong didn't send out top disciples, he would send people to kill them and win ten games in a row.

If elite disciples are sent out, they will send out specially trained disciples, which will consume their astonishing vitality. When they are about to make a killing move, they will give in and quit without any pressure.

In the blink of an eye, after hundreds of duels, Shi Tianzong lost sixteen disciples. If Lu Chen hadn't taken action in time to deal with a dozen of his fellow disciples who had surrendered, the number might have been even higher. The rest were all seriously injured, and there were only a few freshmen left.

There are thirty people left, many of whom are female disciples such as Ding Xiaotong, Chi Rui and Song Lan.

On the other hand, the remaining ninety people in Hanlong Valley were all very arrogant, and even the losers pointed at the female disciples of Shi Tian Sect and commented on them with obscene expressions.

The leader of the clan, Ding Yi, looked livid, pointed his hand at the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "Go up, if you can win, I will betroth Xiaotong to you!"

[Author's digression]: Please collect it~


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