The battle between Ao Wushuang and Han Qianze ended, and soon the second battle began.
In the second game, Hong Qingtian vs. Mo Yue.
Hong Qingtian and Mo Yue, one is the sixth prince of the Tianhong royal family, and the other is the young master of the Xueluo Palace. The two ranked fifth and eighth on the last 100 best rankings respectively.
On the battle stage, the Hong Qingtian, wearing a python robe, had a kingly aura, as if he was a real emperor.
But Mo Yue opposite him was exactly the opposite of him. His black robe and bloodthirsty eyes gave people a gloomy feeling.
The Blood Luo Palace is a demonic sect. It is cruel by nature and has already made the six major forces extremely disgusted. If it weren't for fear that the Blood Luo Palace is too strong, the six major forces would have wiped out the family long ago.
After the two of them came on stage, they started fighting immediately without saying a word.
"Eight Wilderness Palm!"
Hong Qingtian slapped Mo Yue with one palm, and his palm was powerful and trembling with the Eight Desolations.
"break!"
Mo Yue stretched out his white palm and turned it back. The palm prints were destroyed at the same time, and the two of them were evenly matched.
"Hong Qingtian, today, you are no longer my opponent!"
Mo Yue shouted coldly and rushed towards Hong Qingtian quickly.
Mo Yue's figure transformed in the air, one minute, two minute, two minute, and sixteen figures transformed into a fan shape, rushing towards the sky.
The sixteen figures are real and real, making it difficult to distinguish.
"Blood Demon's Handprint!"
Sixteen demons took action almost at the same time, and sixteen huge blood-colored palm prints crushed towards Hong Qingtian.
"What?"
Hong Qingtian was shocked, and the sixteen demons took action at the same time, and their power was simply earth-shaking.
Swish!
Hong Qingtian dared not block it hard, so he quickly dodged and narrowly avoided it.
Whoosh!
At this time, the figures of the sixteen magic Yues had quickly surrounded him.
"Destroy!"
Hong Qingtian's palms came out together, and immediately destroyed the figures of four of the Mo Yue.
"Not good, it's a phantom!"
Hong Qingtian's face changed. Except for one real body, the sixteen figures of Mo Yue were all phantoms and had no substantial attack power at all.
The attack power displayed was all illusion that confuses the opponent.
Rumble!!
At this time, the other twelve demons took action again at the same time, and the twelve blood-colored palm seals blocked all the evasive spaces of Hong Qingtian.
"Which one is the real attack?"
Hong Qingtian was very anxious, and each of the twelve attacks was so real, as if all were real existences.
He could not tell which one was the real attack.
drink!
In an emergency, Hong Qingtian's palms came out together and blasted at the two blood-colored palm prints.
At the same time, the true energy in his body was surging, and the thick true energy blessing outside his body formed a solid true energy shield.
The two blood-colored palm prints attacked by the Hong Qingtian were all phantoms and were immediately destroyed.
boom!
Another ten palm prints hit Hong Qingtian with a bang, one of which was Mo Yue's real attack.
Bang!
With a dull sound, the true energy shield on Hong Qingtian's body only withstands a blink of an eye and then shattered.
The aftermath of the bloody palm print hit Hong Qingtian's body, instantly repelling Hong Qingtian for hundreds of meters, and a trace of bloody red flowed down the corner of his mouth.
"Hong Qingtian, defeat!"
Mo Yue's figure transformed into sixteen figures again and rushed towards the Hongqingtian.
"I want to defeat me so easily? Dream!"
Hongqing shouted coldly, and his body soared into the sky, and his palm prints rushed towards the demons.
Mo Yue's figure was constantly shattered, but it appeared again. With the sixteen phantoms, Mo Yue suppressed Hong Qingtian tightly.
Boom boom boom boom boom!!
On the entire battle stage, huge palm prints roared everywhere, and Mo Yue's figure was shattered everywhere.
But Hong Qingtian could not see Mo Yue's true body clearly. He retreated step by step and suffered heavy injuries soon.
After a few rounds, Hong Qingtian finally lost and was bombarded off the battlefield by Mo Yue.
After devouring part of the dragon fortune of Hong Qingtian, Mo Yue walked off the battlefield.
However, before walking off the battlefield, Mo Yue glanced at Su Mo Mo from afar, and blood flashed in his eyes.
Su Mo frowned slightly, and he naturally saw Mo Yue's gaze, not knowing what the other party meant.
The Mo Yue defeated Hong Qingtian, and everyone was not surprised. The difference between the two was not big when they were last. It is normal for the Mo Yue to turn defeat into victory in this period.
Next, the third battle, Wusheng vs. Duanmu Ying.
"Duanmu Ying is definitely not Wusheng's opponent!"
"Yes, Wusheng's strength is even stronger than Huoling, and he is second only to Ao Wushuang."
"In this competition, perhaps only Wusheng and the Ninth Princess can barely compete with Ao Wushuang for a few moves!"
Amid the discussions of the crowd, Wusheng and Duanmu Ying took the stage.
On the battle stage, he had an ordinary face and expressionless face. He was carrying a black iron sword on his back, and he was like a motionless green pine tree.
But Duanmu Ying on the opposite side did not dare to be careless at all, and her face was extremely solemn.
As soon as Duanmu Ying came on stage, she covered her body with thick body-protecting true energy. The glass-colored true energy in her hand surged, and she looked alert.
The two stared at each other for a few breaths, and Wusheng took action.
clang!
The sword was unsheathed, and there was no sword light. A black light flashed across the void and flashed away.
The next breath, the black sword light suddenly flashed in front of Duanmu Ying.
"Destroy!"
Duanmu Ying shouted sweetly, and her glass-like palm instantly slapped the sword light.
Bang!
The sword energy collapsed, Duanmu Ying retreated more than ten meters, and a white mark appeared on her glass-like jade hand, and the glass-like jade hand was almost broken.
Wusheng's body moved, like a sharp sword piercing through the void, and rushed towards Duanmu Ying in an instant.
An unparalleled sharp edge was released, and the sharp sword intent formed an illusory sword shadow on the silent head.
Wusheng's first move was just to try Duanmu Ying's strength, and this move began to use the power of the sword intent.
call out!
A sword slashed out horizontally, and a black sword light that was dozens of meters long was like a fine ray of light, separating the heaven and earth and slashing towards Duanmu Ying.
This sword does not have much power, and some are just peerless sharpness, cutting through all the sharpness.
"this……"
Duanmu Ying was full of horror. She had no doubt that under this sword, she would be cut in half in an instant without any resistance.
Swish!
Duanmu Ying retreated rapidly, and when the sword light was about to approach, she retreated directly from the battle platform.
No birth and victory!
Having swallowed part of Duanmu Ying's dragon fortune, Wusheng turned around and returned, he never said a word from beginning to end.
Buzz ~~
Su Mo's Baijue Token was shocked, and in the fourth battle, it was time for him to play.
Whoosh!
Su Mo flew to the battlefield, and at this time, his opponent also landed on the battlefield.
Su Mo turned around and saw that it was Huoling.
Wow!
The martial arts arena was silent for a moment, and a shocking sound burst out immediately.
Su Mo is very popular and has won consecutive victories, even defeating Han Qianze, who ranked sixth in the last 100 best rankings. No one dares to underestimate him.
"I wonder if Su Mo can defeat Huoling again and create another miracle?"
"The Ninth Princess, the strongest dark horse, defeated Huoling. Su Moruo can defeat Huoling, so he is not inferior to the Ninth Princess!"
Chapter completed!