"You..." Jiang Tianchen was furious, a terrible aura rushed out of his body, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.
"Jiang Tianchen, what do you want to do? This is the Ranking Competition."
In the center of the rostrum, Wu Wang Baili Zhan's majestic voice suddenly sounded, and his warning gaze made Tianchen's breath suddenly suffocate.
"Humph." He snorted coldly, making Tianchen's eyes look fierce, but there was nothing he could do.
The game continues.
In the next few rounds, Lin Xiao was at ease again. Because of the previous battle with Wang Feng, the other players in the ninth group did not dare to compete with him again. They all raised their hands and surrendered without hesitation. However, Lin Xiao
Quite peaceful.
However, while Lin Xiao was quiet, other players related to Lin Xiao encountered strong opponents one after another.
First, Chen Xingrui from Group 5 met Chen Yaoguang, who was also able to firmly enter the top 20.
"The Evil King's Sword—The Evil King is Invincible"
Knowing how terrifying the opponent was, Chen Xingrui didn't rely too much on him and used the extremely terrifying third form of the Evil King Sword, the Evil King Invincible.
A misty sword light several feet long appeared above the ring, trembling, and with a rumbling roar, it aimed at Chen Yaoguang, who was wearing a brown robe, and struck down with a crash.
"Destroy"
Chen Yaoguang's face was expressionless, and the fiery red long stick in his hand suddenly shot out, turning into a wave of flames that instantly hit the center of the sword light, tearing the huge gray sword light into countless broken air currents, and at the same time slowly walked towards Chen Xingrui
, steady steps and tall body.
Chen Xingrui's face was solemn, and he had condensed his second-grade peak sword intent to the extreme. At the same time, the energy in his body was running wildly, exuding a gray and cold aura. He raised his hands high, and a destructive aura rose into the sky.
"Tian Xie Sword - Tian Xie Honored"
Buzz
The sword fell, and a misty humanoid figure emerged, like a god coming out of the divine realm, shaking the void, vast and inexplicable.
In the past two or three years, Chen Xingrui practiced his sword skills hard and mastered a new martial art, which was far more powerful than the Evil King Sword. This was the first time he used it in this competition.
"The momentum is good, but it's a pity that the level is too low." Chen Yaoguang watched carefully, then shook his head and fired out with a blank expression.
"The fire dragon shines in the sky."
With a bang, a huge flaming dragon appeared, roared and bumped into the misty humanoid shadow. The flames rose, and the sword light struck by Chen Xingrui was shattered layer by layer in the roar of the explosion. The huge flame impact continued unabated, and Chen Xingrui was knocked down.
Flying hard.
"You are pretty strong. You are the first one who can force me to use this move in the late stage of Mortal Realm. If you go back and practice hard for a few more years, you may not be able to be proud of the world."
With a cold voice in his mouth, Chen Yaoguang walked off the stage.
In the ninth group, Zhou Zhi faced Qin Qing.
"Colorful Falling Leaves Sword Technique"
As soon as Zhou Zhi came up, she attacked with all her strength. As her body fluttered, the sword light shone all over the sky, like a dream, and it was extremely gorgeous. It turned into layers of fallen leaves and fell from the sky, making it difficult for people to identify the location of the crisis.
"Plum fragrance and bitter cold"
Swish
Qin Qing is a woman who wields a sword. She is dressed in white and looks like a wintersweet in the snow. The sword in her hand is three feet six inches long and three fingers wide. It is as thin as a cicada's wing. It looks like a sword. When she swings out the sword, the sword glows
Shining, a plum blossom appeared in the void, spinning and submerging into the sky full of fallen leaves displayed by Zhou Zhi.
"Qiang"
After slashing out with his sword, Qin Qing put the sword away and stood up.
boom
Fallen leaves scattered all over the sky and rolled out violently. The white plum blossom blade flashed in the sky. Zhou Zhi stopped in a daze. On the center of her eyebrows, a bright red color appeared, which was a drop of dazzling blood.
"Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty. I admit defeat."
Zhou Zhi resigned sadly. She knew that the other party had shown mercy just now, otherwise the other party would have been able to kill her with just one blow from the previous blow.
"Qin Qing is definitely not a player who can definitely enter the top twenty. His strength is really terrifying."
"It goes without saying that Zhou Zhi is still a little weaker and is in the late stage of the Mortal Transformation Realm. I am afraid that even Qin Qing's full strength cannot be forced out. Previously, two players who were highly accomplished in the late Mortal Transformation Realm were defeated by Qin Qing's sword skills.
He was also defeated with two swords, and he had no power to fight back."
"There are currently seven players who can definitely enter the top twenty, namely Li Yifeng from the fourth group, Chen Yaoguang from the fifth group, Lei Jingyun from the sixth group, Gu Qingshan from the seventh group, Qin Qing from the eighth group, and Meng Xing from the ninth group.
Hun and Lin Xiao, the strength of these seven people is far above the rest of the players, but I don't know how they compare with the top ten young giants."
"Yes, now is the second round of the knockout rounds. No one among the young giants has made a serious move yet. It's really worrying."
So far in the competition, 90% of the players who have met the young giants have basically given up. Even those who have not given up know that there is no hope of qualifying. Their strength is only at the peak of the mid-transformation realm. These players are under the attack of the young giants.
If you can't even hold on to a single move, you won't be able to arouse much excitement from the audience.
"Look, Li Yifeng from the fourth group faced off against Mo Qingxuan, and Li Yifeng didn't admit defeat."
At this moment, there were exclamations from the stands.
"What? Li Yifeng faced off against Mo Qingxuan."
“My God, finally a young generation is facing off against a young giant, I don’t know what the outcome will be.
"Mo Qingxuan is a descendant of the Tongtian Sword Sect. Although the Tongtian Sword Sect is not well-known in the empire, it has always been ranked among the top sects. It must not be underestimated. The aura of Mo Qingxuan is even more amazing.
, pursue Luo Tiandu directly."
"This battle was wonderful."
Almost instantly, the whole place was in an uproar, and everyone focused their attention on the fourth group of the ring with eager eyes.
After looking forward to this, finally a young generation of masters collided with young giants, and did not admit defeat, how could they not be excited.
On the fourth group stage, Mo Qingxuan and Li Yifeng stood far away.
"You didn't admit defeat," Mo Qingxuan, who was always as cold as ice, said indifferently.
Li Yifeng held the long sword tightly, exuding the fierce momentum unique to a swordsman, and said: "As a swordsman, how can you surrender without a fight?"
Mo Qingxuan glanced at Li Yifeng in surprise, and then the handsome young man who had always been cold and handsome smiled for the first time, with a sharp light in his eyes, and said: "You're right, as a swordsman, you need to be a swordsman.
Spirit, in my opinion, those swordsmen who surrendered just now are not worthy of being called swordsmen. You are the first swordsman who did not surrender when I encountered you, so it is worthy of me to draw my sword."
After the words fell, Mo Qingxuan's whole body suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura. In Li Yifeng's perception, Mo Qingxuan suddenly changed. If he was a sword hidden in a sheath at the beginning, then
At this moment, the sword has opened its sheath and revealed its sharp light.
"You take action," Mo Qingxuan said calmly.
On the ring, Li Yifeng's expression suddenly changed.
Looking at Mo Qingxuan opposite, the only feeling Li Yifeng felt at this moment was fear. This feeling of fear was very strong, even more terrifying than when he faced Jin Shangqing in Taishen Ancient Land. It was so intense.
To the point where he almost didn't dare to draw his sword. This was a unique suppression that a master of swordsmanship had when facing a master.
"There is such a terrifying swordsman in this world." Li Yifeng's heart trembled. Before he could take action, he felt the urge to retreat at this moment.
"No, I, Li Yifeng, have never seen anything along the way, so my momentum means nothing." There was a crazy roar in his heart, and Li Yifeng's originally trembling eyes suddenly became determined.
boom
An extremely strong sword intent surged out of Li Yifeng's body and turned into an invisible sword rainbow shadow above Li Yifeng's head, towering into the sky.
"Such a strong sword intent, this is... the fourth grade sword intent, this Li Yifeng's sword intent has actually broken through to the fourth grade.
"The younger generation that can firmly enter the top twenty is really scary. Although the fourth-grade sword intent is only one grade behind the third-grade Xiaocheng sword intent, it has transcended the primary stage of sword intent and is heading to the middle. It is essentially the same as the third-grade Xiaocheng sword intent.
There is a difference.”
"Before the two of them took action, I felt like the blood all over my body was boiling."
In the auditorium, all the spectators could not take their eyes away, staring at the four groups of arenas, unwilling to miss even a tiny bit.
In the arena, Li Yifeng exerted his fourth-grade sword intent to the extreme. With the blessing of the sword intent, his gaze became more and more determined, and finally burst into brilliant light.
"Burning Sun Sword Technique - Sword Cuts Hengshan"
A deafening roar rang out. Li Yifeng raised his long sword with both hands, and his whole body seemed to be burning with scorching flames. He aimed at Mo Qingxuan in front of him and struck down with his sword.
Tsk
The void seemed to be broken open by this sword. An extremely sublimated flaming sword light with a length of dozens of meters appeared in the void. It was endless, breaking mountains and seas, and slashed towards it with unparalleled power.
Mo Qingxuan is not far ahead.
click
Under the glow of the dozens of meters long fiery red sword light, Mo Qingxuan's face was expressionless, his right hand quietly grasped the hilt of the long sword at his waist, and then he suddenly pulled it out a foot.
Poof
The bright sword light lit up, and a subtle sword light suddenly shot out from the one-foot-long sword drawn by Mo Qingxuan, and suddenly struck under the thick fiery red sword rainbow swung by Li Yifeng, as if the spring snow melted and Li Yifeng struck.
The sword rainbow exploded and disintegrated, making it vulnerable to a single blow.
Facing this astonishing scene, Li Yifeng had no expression on his face and walked forward slowly. The flames of his energy kept burning and skyrocketed crazily. At the same time, the firelight bloomed in his pupils, and traces of fiery red light continued to flow in them, as if there were two
The sun was spinning, and it struck Mo Qingxuan with another sword.
"Burning Sun Sword Technique - The scorching sun in the sky"
The shocking sword light filled the arena, as if it was about to cut through the sky, and reflected the light blue starry curtain into a glow, like a cloud of flames, overwhelmingly covering Mo Qingxuan.
Countless spectators changed their minds.
"Qiang"
On the ring, Mo Qingxuan remained expressionless, neither happy nor sad, and he drew out the long sword from his waist.