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1920 Second round

 Qin Family Arena.

As the war drums sounded one after another.

The results of the first round are out.

Lei Sumin and Lei Sumin from the Lei family were eliminated, as well as the fifth-rank Chang family, the Jiang family and the head of the Jiang family were also struck out. Zhang Sanfeng from the third-rank Zhang family was defeated by Li Changfeng. The six winning players are:

Fu Shiyi, Fu Molan, third-rank Zhang family Zhang Qiuchang, third-rank Li family Li Changfeng, Li Changru, Mo Xiao from Lanyi Division.

Six people fight side by side.

Fu Shiyi frowned. She felt a hot gaze staring at her. She turned around and saw that it was Zhang Qiuchang from the third-grade Zhang family. Their eyes collided in the air.

The murderous intent in Zhang Qiuchang's eyes flashed away. However, in addition to the murderous intent, there was also some obvious fear. It was obvious that the frightening aftereffects of the battle between Fu Shiyi and Lei Sumin had not been exhausted.

"Humph"

Zhang Qiuchang looked away coldly. As a veteran fake infant monk, he did not believe that he would lose to Fu Shiyi, who was at the sixth level of the golden elixir. It was obvious that Fu Shiyi had borrowed external power from the previous battle.

, after all, it is not yours and cannot be reused!

Zhang Qiuchang is full of confidence,

When he and Fu Shishi confront each other, they must avenge the deaths of all members of the Zhang family!

"Boom"

Qin Hong waved his sleeve and hit the war drum, and the drum sounded again.

She looked around at everyone and continued:

"A new round of drawing has begun, the top three players please step forward."

According to the length of the game, Fu Shiyi was the first to win, followed by Fu Molan and Zhang Jiuchang. The three of them stepped forward and each cast a magic spell on the rotating disk suspended in the air.

Tick, slip, turn.

The results are somewhat surprising.

None of the three Fu Eleven drew each other. Fu Eleven drew Li Changru, Fu Molan drew Mo Xiao from Lanyi Division, and Zhang Qiuchang faced off against Li Changfeng.

Qin Hong waved the formation flag in her hand.

The twelve arenas rumbled together again, and then dispersed with a bang, but they were reduced to six, but they were more than twice as big as before.

The moment the arena was formed

Li Changfeng turned his head and congratulated Fu Shiyi first, and then whispered: "County Master Fu, when we are about to fight, please be merciful to my sister-in-law and stop as soon as possible."

In the secret realm of Canglian.

Li Changfeng has seen Fu Shiyi's explosive power.

He was obviously confident in his sister's strength, but against Fu Shiyi, his confidence was greatly reduced. Who knows what other trump cards Fu Shiyi holds.

"Brother Li, don't worry."

Fu Shiyi nodded slightly.

After the game.

The Fu family and the Li family are going to join forces to do something big. Naturally, she will not kill her allies. Fu Shiyi swayed and entered the Jinxing Arena, followed closely by Li Changru.

Li Changru's eyes flashed with uncontrollable excitement:

"Master Fu, please enlighten me"

The war drums are ringing.

The battle is about to break out.

Li Changru took the lead and made a seal with her right hand. Seven emerald-red swords came out of her Dantian. With a whistling sound, they quickly landed at seven mysterious positions around Fu Shiyi. As her spell sounded, the swords burst out.

A series of emerald red sword energy, the sword energy is connected end to end, rotating rapidly!

"Sword formation!"

Fu Shiyi frowned.

Generally speaking, the combat power of sword cultivators can almost cross several small realms to fight against enemies, making them extremely difficult to deal with!

If you are trapped in the sword formation.

Then her game can be declared over.

"Poof!"

From thought.
Chapter completed!
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