The aura of burial broke out, and the essence billowed, rising into the sky like a wisp of smoke. The whole body was densely covered with powerful infuriating energy, which flowed like a liquid.
"Such terrifying Qi, this is the peak of the ninth level of Wuzong!"
"Bian Sheng has actually reached the ninth level of Wuzong. It's terrifying. It seems that no one can be his opponent."
"Perhaps, as long as Qiu Changkong realizes a hint of artistic conception, it is still possible!"
The full force of Mian Sheng's explosion caused a burst of noise in the whole place, shocking countless people.
Before, Zhan Sheng had never unleashed his full strength, and no one knew his true cultivation level. Now, when he burst out with all his strength, it was shocking.
Song Yan also had a solemn look in his eyes.
"The Blade of Vastness!"
Song Yan drank lightly.
Keng!
Above his head, a huge sword appeared. This sword had vast mountains engraved on it, which was extremely wonderful.
Moreover, the blade is surrounded by six chakras.
This is Song Yan's bloodline, a special bloodline.
"What about the special bloodline? Come out, blood dragon!"
Zangsheng let out a low roar, blood light flashed above his head, and a huge blood-colored dragon emerged.
Likewise, he is also a king-level sixth-level bloodline.
The blood of the two people exploded, raising their momentum to its peak.
However, it was obvious that Mian Sheng was stronger, and his aura was suppressing wave after wave towards Song Yan.
Song Yan's expression changed drastically, and he yelled: "The Vast Mountain Breaks!"
Buzz!
A bright sword flashed out from Song Yan's hand, a hundred meters long and ten meters wide, crystal clear, and slashed down towards Burial Life.
“It’s just a show!”
Biansheng shouted coldly, and his body rushed up, his claws were like the claws of a blood dragon, he grabbed out with both claws, the space roared, and he penetrated the space in an instant, and caught on the light of the sword.
"Break it for me!"
Burian Sheng shouted loudly, and when he grabbed it hard, the sword shattered like glass.
Whoosh!
Then, Zang Sheng's figure flashed towards Song Yan, and he was in front of Song Yan in an instant.
Song Yan's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that he could be defeated so easily by using all his strength.
"Boundless Earthshattering Strike!"
Song Yan shouted angrily and waved his sword. Above his head and in front of him, a large mountain condensed out.
Two large mountains, filled with the aura of vastness and wilderness, one protects the body and the other suppresses the body.
"Dragon bite, point!"
Burian Sheng coldly drank, turned his claws into fingers, and the fingers were shining with a dark luster like ink, and stabbed towards the two vast mountains.
Touch! Touch!
The two mountains exploded like balloons on Biansheng's fingers.
He kept moving his fingers and struck towards Song Yan.
when!
At the key stone carving, Song Yan held his sword in front of him. With a bang, his body flew out like a cannonball, coughing up blood.
"Song Yan is going to be defeated!"
"This is too fast. We only exchanged a few moves. Why is Mian Sheng so strong?"
"Beyond the talents of the Fourth Battle, Mian Sheng definitely surpasses the talents of the Fourth Battle, and is between the talents of the Fourth Battle and the Fifth Battle."
"It's horrifying, it's so horrifying that someone can actually surpass the talents of the Four Wars."
Everyone in the audience was extremely shocked.
The strongest people in the major super regions are generally the talents of the Fourth Battle. The talent of the Fourth Battle is already the limit, and those who surpass the talent of the Fourth Battle are extremely rare. Each one is an unparalleled genius.
Burying one's life has actually reached this point, which is truly terrifying!
Whoosh!
Zhan Sheng had the upper hand, and his offensive was like a violent storm, pouring towards Song Yan.
"Dragon bite, palm!"
boom!
Biansheng changed his fingers into palms again and struck Song Yan with one palm.
This time, Song Yan was even worse. Although he tried his best to resist, he was still blown away and slid hundreds of meters along the battlefield, with blood spraying all over the ground.
"I surrender, I admit defeat!"
As soon as he regained his breath, Song Yan screamed crazily.
There is no need to fight again. Song Yan knows that he is no match for death. Not only is his cultivation backward, but his ability to fight beyond the next level is also behind him. If he continues to fight, he will just be looking for abuse.
"Huh, it would be better if you just admit defeat. I really can't shed tears until I see the coffin."
Bian Sheng snorted coldly, with great contempt.
Song Yan's face turned ugly, he struggled to get up and walked towards the side of the fighting platform.
Qiu Changkong looked at Zang Sheng with an extremely solemn expression, his brows furrowed.
"The next match is between No. 2 Qiu Changkong and No. 3 Xuan Feng!"
The middle-aged protector announced.
Swish! Swish!
Two figures flashed and appeared in the center of the battle platform.
Qiu Changkong and Xuan Feng both carried swords on their backs and stood tall and straight.
"Xuan Feng, you are no match for me. Just admit defeat. My opponent is Mian Sheng. You don't need to make a pointless struggle."
The autumn sky opened its mouth.
"Who knows you will win before we fight?"
Xuan Feng's eyes were like swords, and with a wave of his hand, the war sword appeared in his hand.
"If you resist stubbornly and don't know what to do, then you should be defeated!"
Qiu Changkong said coldly, and his sword energy rose into the sky.
Two bright sword lights collided with each other.
Qiu Changkong understood the power of thunder and a hint of artistic conception, while Xuan Feng understood the power of gold. Both of their attacks were extremely domineering.
Keng! Keng!
Everyone only saw two sword lights, clashing in the air at high speed, and they collided ten times in an instant.
call out!
Immediately, a figure flew backwards and retreated to the edge of the fighting platform before stopping.
It's Xuan Feng.
puff!
Xuan Feng's body suddenly trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. At this time, everyone saw that there was a deep sword mark on Xuan Feng's chest, which was as deep as the bone, but not a drop of blood flowed out.
Because the area around the wound was filled with the power of thunder and lightning, and as soon as the blood flowed out, it was evaporated by the power of thunder and lightning.
"Xuan Feng, if it were a life and death battle, you would already be dead!"
Qiu Changkong looked at Xuan Feng proudly.
"I lost!"
Xuan Feng sighed and said nothing more.
Although Xuan Feng's cultivation level is slightly higher than Qiu Changkong's, Qiu Changkong has already understood a hint of the artistic conception of thunder. This gap is too big to make up for, and Xuan Feng is no match at all.
Following Xuan Feng's defeat, there was another heated discussion on the scene.
"The first two strong ones have already come out, Qiu Changkong and Zang Sheng, and this time the Dongtian Divine Guard must be among these two."
"The top two? Aren't they the top three?"
"The top three? Lu Ming should forget about it. He relied on luck to reach this point. When he makes his move later, it would be a good idea to have a move that can block Qiu Changkong and Burying Life."
"That too!"
"Have you noticed that none of the top three this time are from super regions? It's really rare in ancient times."
"Yeah yeah!"
"Lao Lu, I didn't expect that two people from your Yundi Mountain Range would break into the top three. Although one of them relied on luck, I still have to congratulate you."
In the leader area, someone congratulated Lu Xiu.
"Lucky, lucky!"
Lu Xiu was already smiling from ear to ear.
On the side, Zhao Sui's eyes were red with jealousy, almost bleeding.
"Qiu Changkong wins this battle. Now, the top three have been born. Then, the three of you will take turns to fight. The one who wins this time is the Dongtian Divine Guard."