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Chapter 442: The Power of a Sword

The cold sword light shone in this small room, and the evaporating evil spirit shot out unscrupulously towards Fang Luo, who was lying on the bed.

The smile on Fang Luo's face became even colder.

However, he remained unmoved and waited for the other party to make the first move. Then, without Jingdong Long Tianxiao, he struck with all his strength to kill the people who came to kill him at this time.

The room was very quiet for a moment!

Almost instantly, a man in black had arrived less than a few feet away from Fang Luo's bed. In his hand, a blade appeared. The blade whirled and stabbed Fang Luo fiercely. It was extremely fierce.

The air waves blasted Fang Luo's clothes, causing them to fall apart one after another.

At this moment, Fang Luo's figure suddenly moved.

Just when the blade was about to stab him to death, Tianpeng's body skills suddenly started to move, and he jumped out from the attack of the blade by just a hair. His whole body rolled continuously in mid-air, as if he were a

A ferocious bird.

At the same time, the Four Demon Swordsmen no longer hesitated.

A heavy black light swayed and went straight to the eyebrows of the man in black.

The man in black was taken aback. Apparently he had not expected that Fang Luo's reaction was so sensitive, and the sword light that suddenly burst out was far greater than the sword light he had unleashed. In desperation, the man in black stabbed with the blade.

, stopped directly in front of him.

bite!

The sword light and the blade suddenly collided together, causing heavy waves of air.

In just one encounter, the blade in the man in black's hand had already broken. Because of the break of the blade, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of the huge man's mouth. His huge body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.

Even if he didn't fall down, his figure was extremely embarrassed.

And Fang Luo raised his hand, and the fierce palm force spurted out, shattering the facial muscles of the man in black. It was the man who competed with him for the True Demon Sword Technique during the day.

However, this man was different from White Angel's domineering one. Now, he looked at Fang Luo in disbelief with a look of horror on his face.

Fang Luodao: "It is indeed you!"

The sword light rolled again, and heavy black waves suddenly fell down, hitting the man in black.

The man in black was distracted by the violent sword light, and could only watch helplessly as Fang Luo's blade fell on him, cutting him into countless pieces. A master with a majestic martial arts level could have been killed in a hundred

People who could show off their skills in the war have lost their lives here.

After killing this person, Fang Luo's face became more affirmative: "The True Demon Sword Technique is really good!"

With this set of sword techniques, it is more possible to win the first place in the Hundred Dynasties War.

At the same time, Fang Luo Taishi moved his fingers, and the fierce fire fell on the flesh and blood left by the man in black. The violent flames spurted out, and in an instant, all traces left by the man in black were burned away.

Then Fang Luo had no intention of staying here anymore and walked out to the courtyard.

Sit cross-legged on the ground and practice your cultivation quietly.

Such a thing was like an insignificant episode that happened in this yard. The next day, it was as if it had never happened.

The next few days.

Apart from necessary training, Fang Luo spent the rest of his time wandering around the Supreme City with Gu Wuque and others. Of course, it was inevitable to go to the vast mountains outside the Supreme City to enjoy the autumn breeze.

, have a picnic or something.

Time just flew away so quickly!

The Hundred Dynasties War finally officially began.

The geniuses from all major dynasties under the command of the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect gathered in the main city of the Supreme City.

Compared with the outer city and the inner city, the main city looked a little desolate and chilly. Even the arrogant and arrogant dynasty geniuses, when they set foot on the huge square of the main city, each and every one of them scored twelve points.

Be careful.

Fang Luo blended into the crowd.

As for Long Tianxiao and the escorts from other major dynasties, all of them, without exception, sat on the seats on the edge of the square.

It was completely dark, with no less than ten thousand people.

As for the people who came to compete like Fang Luo, there were all kinds of people, but there were only more than three hundred.

At this time, there was a fierce roar in the sky.

The void was cut flatly, and a middle-aged man wearing a green robe, with an extremely heavy aura, who was even more fierce than Long Tianxiao, a Martial Emperor at the peak of his powers, walked out.

The middle-aged man has a serious face and deep eyes.

After a quick glance, most of the contestants in the square could not help but lower their heads.

The middle-aged man raised his hand, and ten more powerful men in black robes, at the peak of the Martial Emperor level, came out.

Together, these people bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Master Deacon."

The middle-aged man said: "You, the descendants of the Hundred Dynasties, will be divided into ten groups, with more than thirty people in each group, competing for the first place in each group! The person who wins the first place can participate in the final top ten competition! Of course, this

The sect has opened up the conditions this year, and anyone who gets in the top ten can become an outer disciple of the sect."

"If you can finally take the lead and get first place, you can become an inner disciple of our sect."

Even if there are no other rewards, it can still make everyone present excited.

You know, in previous years, unless you performed well enough in the competition, you would be noticed by some people from the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect who paid attention to this battle, and would be admitted into the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect.

But now, without this procedure, you only need to get into the top ten to become an outer disciple.

How could the people at the scene not get excited?

Most of the people who come here are from wealthy backgrounds, and they will not use those material rewards. What they want is to enter the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect, soar to the sky, and achieve different hegemony in life.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

The figures of the ten black-robed Martial Emperors at their peak moved together and landed in ten areas of the square.

Ten people are like ten pillars lying across the square.

The middle-aged man said loudly: "Okay, everyone can take action! Which group you can be assigned to depends on your own strength!"

When he said this, everyone at the scene suddenly went crazy.

Without any hesitation, they all ran towards the area where the ten black-robed Martial Emperors were. They were all vying for good positions. Only in this way could they stand out from the crowd. After all, there was only one promotion spot per group.

Yang Qi glanced at Fang Luo and said, "Brother Fang, I don't want to make the first move when I meet you!"

The sword light around him was majestic, flying straight towards the weakest area among the ten areas.

Liu Xiaoran also sighed and cupped his hands towards Fang Luo. He knew his own strength and had no confidence in entering the top ten. He just decided to pay attention and perform well, maybe there would be something for him.

The powerful people of the Nine-Nine Supreme Sect who were secretly observing the opportunity spotted it. With a movement of their bodies, they naturally chose an area with relatively weak strength.

Fang Luo still didn't move.

With his current strength, he can join any group, as long as he avoids Liu Xiaoran and Yang Qi.

Soon, the group gradually filled up.

Fang Luo didn't hesitate for a moment and flew towards one of the groups.

At the moment of his arrival, the group was also full.

Standing in the center of the crowd, the black-robed Martial Emperor glanced at everyone and said: "I am the referee of this group. Since everyone has arrived, I will announce that the rules of the competition for my group are not single.

There is only one requirement for single elimination, and that is to defend the ring!"

"Whoever gets on the ring is the ringleader! And everyone else off the ring is the ringleader. As long as the ringmaster can defeat three people in a row, he will be considered successful and will be automatically promoted to the top ten of our group."

"On the contrary, if you fail to defend the challenge of three people, you will be considered a failure! However, after failure, you can also attack! Remember, there are only ten champions, so you should hurry up and don't think about waiting until the end until others run out of energy.

, because by that time, you may not even have a chance to play, and you will have been eliminated!"

Fang Luo couldn't help but nodded.

The rules of this competition are really not bad.

The black-robed Martial Emperor said at his peak: "Okay, it's time to start. Who wants to be the first champion?"

Everyone looked at me and me, and fell into a short silence. After ten breaths, a young man with a strong body, as big as a stone, came out, slapped his feet on the ground, and let out a fierce breath.

The waves followed his feet and spread in all directions.

With a ferocious gaze like a wolf, he glanced in all directions and said: "Since no one wants to be the first champion, then it's just me!"

"My surname is Lei, and my given name is Bao!"

The young man's strength is not weak, he has the cultivation level of the first level of the Martial Emperor, and his body is tempered to be very fierce.

He is not a weak contestant.

The moment he stood up, a young man in white robes from the audience walked out elegantly, looked at Lei Bao with a faint look and said: "Canglong Dynasty, Yun Feiyang, challenge Lei Bao!"

Lei Bao's eyes moved slightly, and he grinned and sneered: "Yun Feiyang? Lei Mou has heard of your name a long time ago. I heard that you are the first genius of this generation of Canglong Dynasty. To be honest, Lei Mou has wanted to challenge you for a long time.

It’s a challenge, now is the time.”

Yun Feiyang laughed lightly: "Yun has heard a little bit about your thunderous reputation! You have the Thunderbolt Skill and a thunderbolt ax in your hand, but you are still too weak compared to Yun!"

As he spoke, a cyan sword appeared in his hand.

As he turned his hand, the blade of the sword buzzed and trembled. Thousands of sword lights swayed, and suddenly, it shot fiercely towards Lei Bao.

Lei Bao heard that Yun Feiyang was so scornful, and was furious in his heart. He lowered his fists, and the strength of his physical body was shocked to the extreme. At this moment, his already violent physical body swelled by more than a foot. He raised his head and let out a wild roar. Thunder light flashed around him, and he was fierce.

Not afraid of death, he collided with Yun Feiyang's sword.

When Fang Luo saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyes slightly.

The strength of these two people is right between them. If they didn't exist, they would definitely have the strength to compete for the first place in this group.


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