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He was slightly panting. Although he only had six swords, it consumed more spiritual power than any previous competition. This huge wave was already the last wave he could drive, so he did not wait, and his body set off five huge waves.

The wave queen then moved forward, riding the last wave to stand on the water wall.

At this time, Jun Wuji's seventh sword has also been formed, and the sword's power is overwhelming, and its power is three points greater than before!

One sword has seven potentials, and the seventh sword is the seventh potential. This sword once blocked the passionate Qi Yun from the top ten. This sword once made seven of the other top ten have no choice but to succumb to it. One sword

No one can defeat him!

"Hong Tao!" Xie Ling's pupils shrank, and he stepped down with his right foot. Suddenly, the fifteen-foot-high wall of black water crashed down, and the power accumulated inside exploded under his pull. The power of this move was quite astonishing.

Yes, the power of the six swords accumulated from his own waves and the attacks from the opposite side was more than ten million kilograms. He wanted to use this change to deal with Jun Wuji's seventh sword!

At this moment, the fighting arena was completely silent, and even the other arenas all stepped back with tacit understanding and moved their gazes here.

On one side of the doorway, Xie Hua, who had symbolically resisted for a few times and then surrendered, looked at Xie Ling with an ugly face.

His mood at the moment was extremely complicated. As a member of the Xie family, he should be happy to see Xie Ling behave like this. But now, in his heart, he longed for Xie Ling to lose early. But Xie Ling took over as if possessed by a god.

Jun Wuji struck with one sword after another, which hit him hard because he was so proud of breaking out of the siege in Xiu Shen Temple and qualifying to participate in the competition.

I am the most outstanding child of the Xie family, and I am he, clenching his fists tightly and muttering to himself.

An Xiaosheng walked past him, as if he had read his mind, with a trace of sarcasm on his face.

We are both descendants of the Xie family, how could this one be so cowardly, without even the courage to fight, so utilitarian, and still want to compete with Xie Ling? I really don’t understand.

Shen Conghu could hardly hold on any longer. Ren Shimiao from Xiu Shen Temple was pressing on him like a mountain. He felt breathless with every step he took and was on the verge of collapse. At this time, Xie Ling's excellent performance attracted the attention of Shen Conghu.

Everyone's gaze, he also

Seeing it, the moment Ren Shimiao relaxed a little, he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. The flames all over his body rose violently ten feet high, and a golden crow emerged from it. He had been stagnant under the pressure.

The sixth transformation, 'transformation', is finally completed.

"What he can do, I can do too!" Shen Conghu's eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit.

When Shen Conglong heard his brother's howl, he paused as he retreated, and his strong fighting spirit ignited the fire in his heart.

"Yes, if he can do it, so can I!"

Li Jiadi, who was on the opposite side, felt the change in Shen Conglong. He held the sword in both hands and waited intently. He knew that the two of them were about to decide who would win in this battle!

Yang Ying put the banana fan back into her sleeves. Jiang Qing struggled to get up from the ground. She felt that her whole body was about to fall apart. It was obvious that the opponent had left some room for the last blow, otherwise she would have suffered more than just a few flesh injuries.

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"I lost!" she said with difficulty.

"Concession!" Yang Ying said with a smile.

She was the first disciple of the Weapon Refining Academy to win, and she defeated Jiang Qing from the Internal Affairs Department, who was many places higher than her and ranked 26th. If it had been in the past, there would have been a huge repercussions.

, but now she smiled bitterly and turned her attention to the younger junior brother Xie Ling, who was completely dark.

Qi Yun's opponent is Wang Minghui, who is ranked thirteenth and two places above him. Generally speaking, the difference in strength between the eleventh and twentieth ranks is not very big, but Qi Yun is an obvious exception. According to Song Ping's evaluation, Qi Yun has the upper hand.

He has the strength of ten, and there is a gap between the top ten and the dozen or so disciples behind him. He has now completely suppressed the opponent, and victory is only a matter of time.

"Well, Yang Ying has become much stronger after seclusion!" Seeing that Yang Ying won, he showed a bright smile, then turned his head to look at Xie Ling, and murmured, "This is the seventh sword, Xie Ling, what are you doing?"

How many more surprises can it bring us!"

If the brilliance of Jun Wuji's seventh sword is comparable to the sun, then Xie Ling's roar is like the dark clouds covering the sky. Is the brilliance piercing the dark clouds, or the dark clouds blocking the sun? This collision has aroused the imagination of countless people!

The rumble of water splashes disappeared as if evaporated, and a black water broadsword flipped in the air and landed in the hands of Xie Ling, who was shaking violently.

And the sword light that filled the sky suddenly disappeared. Jun Wuji held the Longhua Sword in both hands, and the light was concentrated on the sword! One of his feet was halfway out, and he held the sword high with both hands.

It's actually trembling slightly. The sword's momentum hasn't finished yet. It's moving, but it's so slow that it's hard to notice if you don't pay attention.

At this time, Jun Wuji's face turned red, as if he had been holding back his breath. Suddenly he raised his head and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood fell on the sword in his hand. The sword light immediately turned blood red, and he was spitting out

After a mouthful of blood, his face looked better. He slashed down with his trembling hand and said, "The Eighth Sword of Fengshan!"

He never thought that a newcomer ranked ninety-third would block his seventh sword. , which was going to compete with Qing Ming in the end, had to be used early because the opponent had not yet been defeated.

Once the mountain-sealing sword force is sent out, there is no way to turn back. He must pour out all the sword force, otherwise the backlash will tear him into pieces!

"The Eighth Sword Jun Wuji still has the eighth sword!" Lan Feng screamed.

Everyone in the fighting arena was shocked. Isn't the eighth sword only able to be used by swordsmen in the foundation-building stage?

Xie Ling's accumulated strength has been exhausted after blocking Jun Wuji's seventh sword. At this time, he will never be able to catch the opponent's eighth sword with his own strength. To know the reason why Fengshan Sword Technique is so powerful,

The reason is that its power is accumulated, one wave after another, until the user is unable to drive and is defeated by the opponent, or the opponent is defeated. It is not possible to reach that appalling power all at once!

Qing Ming's face changed slightly, and he thought to himself: "He has indeed reached the eighth sword!"

At the location of Xiushen Monastery, Chen Yizhen rushed to a tall young man next to him and said, "Situ, can you take the eighth sword?"

Situ Ao hesitated for a while and then said: "Unless he has the ninth sword, he still can't surpass me, let alone Qing Ming!"

Chen Yizhen nodded and returned his gaze to the fighting arena.

Xie Fangzhong is completely crazy now. It's a pity that his eldest brother is not here, otherwise it doesn't matter, he will know sooner or later. He murmured in his heart.

Xie Yuting was so nervous that she couldn't breathe at this time. It was the eighth sword. If the third brother knew about it, he might be very happy. If only he were here now!

On the one hand, she was worried that Xie Ling would be harmed, but on the other hand, she hoped to see Xie Ling be able to block the last sword! Concern leads to chaos, and tension is naturally inevitable.

Now everyone in the audience is thinking about how Xie Ling will catch the eighth sword. Even Lan Feng and Wang Yangming, who are the best commentators, stopped commenting for fear of disturbing this exciting battle!
Chapter completed!