On the third day of the Ten Clans’ War Competition, the city lord’s mansion.

The final battle that determines the ranking order of the ten clans is in full swing on the martial arts arena. The ring, which is three feet tall and thirty meters long, is guarded by the barrier. The two monks inside are fighting, both of which are the peak cultivation level of the Eight Heaven Sect.

A man and a woman fought fiercely, with energy everywhere, and the barrier of impact was "crack" sounding, which was terrifying. They were just cultivators of the Eight Heaven Sect, but their attack power was so strong that they were eye-catching. What was even more terrifying was that both of them used mid-level third-grade magic weapons, and they sacrificed their essence and blood to activate magic weapons, and they used attack power comparable to the holy realm. In order to belong to the first place, the two of them had a fierce battle.

Generally speaking, masters can tell victory or defeat in an instant, but the two have been fighting for a long time, but they still haven't decided the level, which shows that they have little difference in cultivation levels.

Other battles had already stopped. At this time, all the participants watched the dragon and tiger fighting together, surrounding the finals arena with a circular viewing platform, and many masters are sitting on the viewing seats.

The viewing platform was high enough, and the first floor was parallel to the arena, and it was full of descendants of the ten clans. They were discussing each other and guessing the winner and loss of the decisive battle. On the seats on the upward floors, there were great figures from the ten clans, including the priests they accompanied and the VIPs invited to watch the battle. If Xiaocheng was not missing, he would have been sitting here with Fan Ye. Unfortunately, Fan Ye was unknown and disappeared.

The big guys were watching one by one, secretly cheering up someone among them. In fact, most people hope that the woman would lose the game, because the Nangong Gu clan has been ranked first in the ten-class martial arts competition for a long time. This time, the rising star of the Yun family defeated the Qi family's seed player. The Yun family became the second one, and it was a foregone conclusion. It depends on whether it can shake the first position of the Nangong royal clan?

The Nangong royal family has been in power for too long, and many people are waiting to see it be defeated by the gods. Unfortunately, the chance of winning against the Nangong family in the competition restrictions under the Holy Realm is negligible. This is the first time in a long time that someone has been able to be in a stalemate with the first senior of the Nangong family, so it is possible to see the Nangong royal family decline with their own eyes.

If you cannot continue victory in your later years, it is the beginning of decline. This is what most people present want to see.

Nangong Tang sat next to his father with a calm face, holding his father's rough big hand tightly with sweat in his palms.

Before, Nangong Tang also competed as a junior representative, but after only three rounds, he was eliminated. The final result was not bad, and he was ranked among the top 30. Don’t forget that she was young and had such a method at the age of thirteen or fourteen, which shocked the ten clans.

After being twenty-five years old and teenagers, everyone felt that it was only a matter of time for the three princesses to give them ten years. At the event of the Ten Clans, there must be one of the girls' worlds. To be the number one disciple of the younger generation, it was only a matter of time for Nangong Tang.

Nangong Ying patted her daughter's backhand and signaled her not to worry. The great princess Nangong Wushuang's combat power is the most recognized by His Majesty the Emperor. This princess is only twenty-four years old, but she is already the peak cultivation level of the Eight Heaven Sect. Her qualifications shocked all continents.

Those who can break through the holy realm before the age of thirty are great geniuses. Like Qi Yuan, who is at the first level of the holy realm at the age of 26, is rare after all. Now, the eldest princess Nangong Wushuang is expected to be promoted to the holy realm before the age of 25, which is even more awesome than Qi Yuan. Once successful, the status of the eldest princess will inevitably rise and be valued by the emperor.

The emperor once lamented that Nangong Wushuang was not a man, otherwise, Wushuang would be made the crown prince. Unfortunately, the daughter could not inherit the throne, but her love for the eldest princess was beyond doubt.

Of course, the emperor's love for Nangong Tang is not inferior to the eldest princess. Otherwise, how could he play tricks on the eldest princess regardless of Nangong Tang's nothing to do? The eldest princess is very pampering about this sister. No matter how naughty Nangong Tang is, she doesn't care. Nangong Tang is unforgiving and often ridicules the eldest princess' various behaviors, such as "professing to be as noble as frost and unlovely as if she is not a fan of the first princess". In fact, what Nangong Tang likes and pays attention to most is Nangong Wushuang. At this time, she can understand that she is nervous and sweats.

The leader of the Yun family was a beautiful and charming lady. The woman wore a gold silk crown and a gorgeous robe. She looked graceful and generous without being angry. Her outfit was comparable to the empire queen, but the royal family members present had no objection because the person who came had a status comparable to that of a country. This woman was Yunluo's mother Shang family.

The Shang family, which was born in the Shang family, ranked 28th in all four continents, and was only considered a medium-sized family. When Yun Hong, the deputy palace chief of Shangyang, traveled around the world, fell in love with this woman at first sight. She resolutely married the Shang family to join the family despite the family's opposition, and then Yunluo was found.

After marrying Yun Hong for so many years, the Shang family's aura has become more and more condensed, and every move has a majesty that cannot be underestimated. Although Yun Hong had no intention of becoming the leader of the Yun family, the contemporary leader of the Yun family attached great importance to Yun Hong's opinions. In this way, the Shang family is qualified to lead the descendants of the Yun family to attend the grand event.

The ten clans' grand event was led by a team of more important people in the family, and the clan leader would not show up. After all, they didn't take the battles of the younger generations seriously, and there were other things to be busy with. Just like the Nangong royal family, it would be very important to have the King of Northern Realm, and Emperor Nanyan would not come.

Shang's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and looked at the cloud thunder rolling in a mess on the ring with some concern, avoiding Nangong Wushuang's sword energy. Although he looked calm, his hands in his sleeves were already tightly clenched.

Yunlei is the sixth son of Shang and Yun Hong. He is twenty-three years old this year. He is Yunluo's younger brother. He is also the youngest and best-qualified among the six children. Like Nangong Wushuang, he has all eight meridians. He is the peak cultivation level of the Eight Heaven Sect at a young age. He is only one step away from being promoted to the holy realm.

Among the four continents, among the monks under the age of 25, no one can compete with them except for the outstanding disciples of the 300 sects. Even compared with the most powerful young disciples of the Mahayana Buddhism sect, they are not at a disadvantage. After all, there are not many people who have been promoted to the holy realm before the age of 25.

Such a child is very important in the Yun family. Yunluo likes this younger brother the most, but this time he is busy refining weapons and has no time to take care of others and cannot come to help. Therefore, Shang complained about his daughter very much, but Yunluo has this temperament. Once he refined weapons, he could forget the world. Everyone in the Yun family knew about this, so he didn't care about it.

Clouds and thunder are gradually at a disadvantage.

The Shang family didn't care whether the Yun family could defeat the Nangong royal family. She was worried that Yunlei would be injured and kept preparing. If Yunlei lost, she had to consider whether the eldest princess would take the opportunity to take ruthless action? The competition was not about life or death. Although the ten clans gave each other face and would not really have human lives, would Yunlei's talent make the Nangong family murderous intent? Only ghosts know.

Shang's eyes contacted the Yun family worshiper sitting beside him, and sent a divine thought to signal the worshiper to prepare. If something goes wrong, he will try to break the rules and rescue the clouds and thunder.

The Yun family worshiper is a bad old man, who looks so old that he is dying. However, both Shang and Nangong Ying have enough respect for the old man, because the old man's cultivation is so high that he may not be much worse than that of the Master Jingguang Buddha. He usually does not show up, and this ten-class grand event will follow him, which is obviously the result of Shang's request.

To be honest, the appearance of the Yun family's enthrone made Nangong Ying extremely nervous. None of the people present was the opponent of this person. The old man with unknown name and name "Xiaoyao" had a top third-grade magic weapon in his hand. It was a magic weapon that could crush everyone present. Why didn't it be afraid?

In fact, Shang was confused and thought too much. With the old man Xiaoyao present, how could Nangong Ying signal Nangong Wushuang, who had the upper hand, take the opportunity to take the initiative? Wouldn't that put himself in danger? Nangong Ying is not stupid.

With a loud bang from Peng, Nangong Wushuang played the Dao-level sword move, breaking Yunlei's sword defense. Although Yunlei was also a Dao-level martial art, it was still worse than Nangong Wushuang in comparison.

call out!

Nangong Wushuang's sword tip was pressed against Yun Lei's neck with dissatisfaction. A drop of red blood oozed out from the man's skin. It was dazzling, red and shining, and red made Shang heartbroken, but there was no murderous aura. Obviously, Nangong Wushuang stopped when he hit the spot.

"Cloud and Thunder, I'll give in." Nangong Wushuang used his sword to pull a sword flower with his sword. With a clamor, the sword returned to the sheath, and walked towards the edge of the arena with an iceberg face.

"Princess Wushuang, wait, sooner or later, I will defeat you." Yun Lei hummed and put away the sword that fell to the ground and shouted without admitting his defeat.

"Awaiting for the big trip at any time." Nangong Wushuang didn't even reply, leaving such a sentence coldly, flew out from the dispersed barrier gap, rotated beautifully in the air for several rounds, and steadily landed in front of Nangong Tang who stood up with surprise. He looked at Nangong Ying, who was also standing with a smile, and gave a slow salute. "Uncle, fortunately, I have not been humiliated."

"Okay, okay." Nangong Ying laughed.

"Hmph, I just won a fool by chance. What's the point of being proud of?... But I still want to congratulate you..." Nangong Tang, with a stern face, was happy in his heart, spoke without hesitation, and spared no effort to ridicule the eldest princess sister.

Nangong Wushuang seemed to have not heard it, ignored Nangong Tang, and returned the gift to the bigwigs who stood up to congratulate him. He finished the motions without a trace, and the ten clans with royal style. He put on a cloak embroidered with a golden phoenix and sat down in the empty seat next to Nangong Ying. The princess did not come today, so it was Nangong Ying who was commanding the juniors of the Nangong family to fight.

As the host, Situ Jin City Lord, wiped his cold sweat and secretly shouted, "Oh, these three days have finally been safe. I have not died in so many competitions. God bless Kuiyou City." Situ Jin sighed very much, but when he thought of the embarrassment of his son being beaten down as soon as he came on stage, he had no place to put his old face. There is no way, he has to throw away the goods. If his son is not good, what can he do?

At this moment, a luxurious carriage that drove directly attracted everyone's attention.
Chapter completed!