In the third game, Li Changfeng of the Feiyan Sword Sect faced the third place in another group.
Although Li Changfeng was defeated by Li Haoran and ranked second in the group, he was ranked 59th in the last session, and his strength should not be underestimated. He defeated his opponent with just three swords.
In the fourth game, Xue Naigui faced the third place in Li Haoran's group, a disciple of Vajra Temple.
The other party is also a strong person. He practiced the Vajra magical skills and was considered to be a battle with Xue Naigui. In the end, Xue Naigui's body was still stronger, breaking the other party's copper and iron bones and defeating the other party.
There are nine people in the group in total. After four games, Long Xiaoshan is considered a bye.
In the fifth scene, the light of the spiritual weapon fell on two names, Long Xiaoshan and Wang Ao.
Wang Ao's eyes suddenly condensed.
He jumped to the ring.
Long Xiaoshan walked onto the ring slowly and stood opposite Wang Ao. The two had a fight in the academy three months ago.
Wang Ao was defeated at that time.
"Long Yin, I lost to you last time, but this time it is absolutely impossible." Behind Wang Ao, the magic appearance of the giant python was faintly visible, more than one circle larger than three months ago, and almost comparable to Mr. Taixu.
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"Is that so? I don't think the result will be much different." Long Xiaoshan refused to comment.
Arrogant!
Wang Ao snorted coldly, the fire python roared, and violently suppressed Long Xiaoshan.
With the divine thought of Long Xiaoshan, a large number of water-based Taoist blades flowed, and forty or fifty water-based magic phases emerged, hovering towards the fire python, and bang!
Water and fire collided.
Wang Ao's face turned pale and he took a few steps back.
Long Xiaoshan's current Taoist pattern leaves have comprehended the level of virtual pills, and dozens of water-based methods are equivalent to forty or fifty ordinary virtual pills in one blow.
Even if the level of strength is insufficient, the quantity is enough to make up for it.
"Fire Python swallows the sky."
Wang Ao roared fiercely, and the fire python remained unabated. He opened his mouth and swallowed a large number of water-based magic phenomena. Long Xiaoshan didn't care at all, raised his hand and condensed a long spear, stabbed it out with a shot, and a golden light flashed.
The fire python screamed and roared, and was pierced through the head.
Although it is the body of Dharma.
But Long Xiaoshan's spear contains dragon power, which is the unique skill of the imperial clan, dragon spear technique.
The destructive power is very great, and light continues to explode on the body of the fire python, as if the inside is destroyed.
Wang Ao's face turned pale. He didn't expect that after three months, he would still be so frustrated when he met Long Xiaoshan.
"The fire python explodes, die for me!"
Boom!
The entire fire python exploded, and countless fire snakes shot across the sky, submerging Long Xiaoshan. The next moment, a spear penetrated the fire snake and directly hit Wang Ao, bang!
Wang Ao flew out fiercely and hit the golden shield.
"Long Yin, win!"
The referee announced.
The dragon of luck in Long Xiaoshan suddenly rose a circle and reached three feet.
Wang Ao, who was lying on the ground, looked gray. This was the second time. Within three months, he was defeated by Long Yin twice in a row. The first time he could be careless, and the second time was the absolute gap in strength.
He always thought he was a genius among geniuses. Even compared to his brother, he thought that his talent was better, and the only difference was the accumulation of time.
This Qianlong Battle, he came with a stunning gesture.
Not only do you have to enter the Qianlong list, but you have to even enter the top 30.
But when he really stepped on the stage of the Battle of the Dragon, he realized that it was not the case at all. There were many people who were better than him. Not to mention the top 30, he was very slim in the knockout round.
Because he had lost to Mr. Taixu in the group stage and now he lost to Long Yin, and that Li Haoran is stronger than Mr. Taixu, and three qualifying places have been taken.
Wang Kun from the No. 12 arena not far away saw this scene and glanced at Long Xiaoshan with a sharp look.
His younger brother was defeated again.
You can tell how badly he was hit by him based on his expression.
Although he was a little disdainful of Wang Ao's will so easily be destroyed, and a real strong man must have an extremely strong heart, Wang Ao is his younger brother after all.
Brother, wait, I will avenge this revenge for you, and I will make Long Yin lose ten times worse than you later.
After Long Xiaoshan stepped down.
Baili Xi met Mr. Taixu. The magic skill of Taixu completely lost its accuracy, and even the speed advantage could not be used. In the end, he was defeated by Mr. Taixu.
This allowed Mr. Taixu to slightly save the face of the disastrous defeat in the first game.
Immediately afterwards, Li Haoran took the stage and met Xue Naigui.
Xue Naigui's power was invincible in defense, but when he faced Li Haoran, who had the bloodline of Confucian Saint, he was obviously far behind. He was torn apart in defense and knocked to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the light on the spiritual weapon pointed at the two of them again.
Long Yin, Li Changfeng.
Because Long Xiaoshan was half a round in the first round, he took the stage again after only two games.
This time his opponent is Li Changfeng, who is known as the "Young Master Yan" in the Feiyan Sword Sect. This person is also unlucky. He is obviously a strong seed, and he has 59th in the last Qianlong List. He is not weak, but he has encountered a big dark horse.
Li Haoran became the first seed strongman to be beaten, became a stepping stone for the other party, and almost became an existence that no one paid attention to.
But how could Li Changfeng be willing to become the background?
He must win three qualifying places in the knockout stage.
Otherwise, even the top 72 people would not be able to break in, and he would not be able to look up when he returned to the sect.
There are only three people in the group who are qualified to compete with him for the hope of qualifying.
Li Haoran asked himself about the gap in strength.
Young Master Taixu is also very strong. He ranked much higher than him in the last session, with only one Long Yin, who ranked fifty-seventh in the last session, and only two places away from him, and the difference in strength is not big.
Defeat him and you will get it in the top 72.
"Yan Feitian!"
As soon as he appeared on the stage, Li Changfeng used his killer move, and there seemed to be millions of flying swallows in the void. Each flying swallow represents a sword energy, and none of them is false.
The light of the law surged around Long Xiaoshan, layer by layer, and it was hard to see how many layers there were.
All the flying swallows twisted the arc rules and collided with each other.
The sword energy continued to explode, and millions of ripples pierced on the golden light curtain, as if it was raining heavily.
Li Changfeng's face changed.
The other party's field is so strong.
He held the sword with both hands and slashed it hard.
"Flying Swallow, the Flower of Sword!"
All the remaining flying swallows gathered together and turned into a huge swallow's claw, tearing open layers of fields. Unfortunately, there was not much power left after rushing to Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan punched and swung his swallow's claws.
The figure disappeared from place.
boom!
With one shot, the gun light turned into a lifelike golden dragon, noble and domineering, and contained a strong dragon power.
Li Changfeng's sword sways, thorns!
The spear light shattered Li Changfeng's sword light. Li Changfeng's face changed drastically. The long sword kept slashing out, laying dense sword energy to defend, but the other party's spear light was domineering.
Crush all the sword energy.
Li Changfeng fought and retreated, completely suppressed, and was passively defended, let alone counterattack.
Bang!
His back hit the shield, his face changed drastically, and he was screaming in secret.
Unable to block the opponent's gun was already rushing towards him, puff!
Li Changfeng opened his eyes and saw the spear stopping against his throat. The cold sweat on his face rolled to the ground, and he smiled bitterly at Long Xiaoshan: "I lost."