The warrior looked depressed and said innocently: "Do you think I want to admit defeat? Whatever you think!" Then he turned around and flew away angrily.
Youqin Fei said: "All strategies in the martial arts are available, but if you admit defeat, you will really lose. Biluo Sect Xiaohong won and advanced to the top 12."
The other party admitted defeat without fighting. Although this result was a bit unexpected, it was expected and did not cause much reaction.
The subsequent martial arts were not too intense, and the winner was decided soon.
The opponents of Ao Wuxin, Jing Qi, Cheng Qingsi and other three people all admitted defeat directly. Even Wu Dacheng's opponents admitted defeat on the spot and did not fight, as if they wanted to retain the energy to fight the opportunity to make the nine-to-two.
In the mobile puppet, Mu Zhuang asked with great concern: "In the battle just now, Mr. Yun thought that Jing Qi was sure to suppress him?"
Li Yunxiao came back to his senses from entering into meditation. For the first time, he used the three seals to unite, which was more powerful than his imagination and had some new insights. Therefore, after the battle, he was savoring and comprehending in detail.
It was not until Mu Zhuang asked that he came back to his senses and said, "It was just a warm-up match, there was no further fight, and the outcome was hard to say. But I already had a little estimation of his true strength. Even if I couldn't win, I wouldn't lose."
Mu Zhuang laughed and said, "Haha, you even crushed his chaotic jade coffin, and said you were just warming up. If the old thief Jing Qi heard what he said, he would be angry to death on the spot."
Mu Jin was also gloating and said with a smile: "As long as Mr. Yun has the sword that killed the sea demon monkey in his hand, Jing Qi will definitely not dare to fight you. But you are indeed a bit cruel here. That is the Chaos Jade Coffin of the Corpse Evil Sect, tsk."
"Chaos Jade Coffin?"
Li Yunxiao asked in surprise: "Is that coffin very strange?"
Mu Zhuang said: "It's not just a strange thing! This coffin is the first treasure of the Crucifix Sect, besides the Divine Evil Corpse Puppet. It is said that it is made of Chaos Jade, so it can nourish the Crucifix. Without this object, if the Crucifix Sect cannot find a replacement Crucifix, it will be a big trouble. The golden coffin he just summoned is a substitute, but it is far worse than the Chaos Jade Coffin."
Mu Jin also said happily: "That's right, if the God Evil Corpse Puppet was not kept in the coffin of Chaos Jade, its strength would continue to fade! The Corpse Evil Sect will come to an end!"
Mu Zhuang laughed and said, "Haha, Jing Qi is afraid that he will die this time!"
He was in a good mood and said, "Even if he gave him all the secret treasures of the True Dragon, it might not be able to make up for the loss. Mr. Yun, you have done such a great thing, haha!"
Li Yunxiao was shocked when he heard this and smiled bitterly: "What you call good is a pit in my opinion! I didn't expect that the coffin was so important, it seemed that Jing Qi would definitely stay with me."
Mu Zhuang's smile remained unabated and said, "This is natural, so once you have the chance, you must not keep your hands!"
Li Yunxiao said: "This time he was the one who provoked me first. If I am stubborn again, I will not let it go."
Although he accidentally formed a deadly enemy and felt a little depressed when he simply fought, he was not afraid of trouble. If the other party was not tactful, he would let everyone in the World God Monument come out to fight together, and the entire Corpse Evil Sect could be destroyed.
After thinking about it, there was nothing to worry about, so I watched the martial arts on Luofu Island.
It was Zhao Ritian who snatched the Iron Order of others and was the eighth to play, carrying an iron sword on his back, with a domineering momentum.
"Fenyue Sect?"
The other party looked so genius and soft, and Zhao Ritian frowned and vaguely remembered that he seemed to be a disciple of the Fenyue Sect.
Mi Hong, the Blood Crow Palace in the distance, smiled strangely and said, "Haha, Brother Tianpeng, I think you disciples are in trouble. Zhao Ritian is not simple. Just because of this name, he is invincible and shocked the world."
Yang Tianpeng, the leader of the Fenyue Sect, snorted coldly: "Wu Jue compares cultivation, combat power, IQ, rather than name. Even if you compare the name, my disciple will not be much worse."
"Oh?" Mi Hong was surprised and said, "Your disciple has some face, what is his name?"
Yang Tianpeng said nothing. The disciple on the island smiled slightly, bounced the dust on his robe, and said softly: "Hehe, just remember, my name is Ye Liangchen."
Zhao Ritian frowned and snorted: "So what if you are Ye Liangchen? I, Zhao Ritian, are not convinced!"
"If you feel that you have the strength to play with me, good times, I don't mind staying with you to the end."
The disciple smiled and looked confident, saying, "Liangchen likes to attack those who believe they are outstanding in their own abilities."
Zhao Ritian sneered: "I don't know who thinks that Wu Jue wants to speak with strength, rather than empty cannons with his mouth!"
The disciple still said calmly: "Haha, I will let you understand that Liangchen never speaks empty words."
"If you don't talk empty words, then just hit me!"
Zhao Ritian untied the sword on his back and flew into the sky. He kept pinching his hands, and the sword turned into a huge slash and slashed down violently.
"Boom!"
Ye Liangchen flashed and retreated three feet apart. The giant sword slashed where he stood before him, and instantly opened up a huge crack, and the entire island trembled.
The waves of the giant sword poured out and rushed to all directions.
As soon as Ye Liangchen's feet landed, the wave of sword energy swept over and rushed on him, shaking back dozens of feet away again.
The gravel on both sides kept shaking into the sky under the sword waves, and the sky was like catkins flying, all of which were full of stones.
Zhao Ritian flew on the giant sword, straightened his body, crossed his hands in front of him, domineering and sneering: "What a shit Ye Liangchen, but that's it!"
Ye Liangchen was furious and threatened: "You can continue to do whatever you want, but Liangchen told you not to force me to use my trump card. I have at least a hundred ways to deal with you, but you are helpless."
"I'm really a god!"
Zhao Ritian cursed and bullied himself.
The giant sword flew out of the earth and turned into three feet in size. He grabbed it in his hand and cut it off in the air.
His swordsmanship is very open and close, strong and domineering, and extremely strong. Otherwise, he would not have been able to get the iron plate of serial numbers before.
For a moment, the sword energy was like rain, sprinkling down, completely covering Ye Liangchen.
Within a few feet of radius, there was a piece of sword energy, and the flying stones were shattered in an instant.
Ye Liangchen had no way out and had to go out to resist. A very bright sword was stabbed away from his hand and actually wandered in the gaps of countless sword auras, very agile.
"Hey, there are still two more times."
Zhao Ritian exclaimed lightly, then sneered: "But taking tricks is always a skill, and it is useless under my sword technique."
He took a step back, blocked his chest with a sword, and blocked Ye Liangchen with a sword.
"Dang" makes a crisp sound of sword.
Zhao Ritian made a gesture with his left hand, pointed to the big sword, and immediately the boundless and violent sword force was pressed down instantly. Ye Liangchen's sword was bent, as if a mountain was pressing against his arm, and he could not bear it.
Ye Liangchen was shocked and wanted to draw the sword and return, but found that a force had sucked his sword, and he could not advance or retreat, so he could only let the sword force press forward.
The space around his body also deformed under the sword force, pressing him so hard that he could hardly move. His feet were trapped in the earth, cracked.
"die!"
Zhao Ritian shouted loudly, murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and the sword was like a mountain collapsed!
"Boom!"
All the land that Ye Liangchen stepped on shattered, blood sprinkled out of the sky, and his whole body flew out.
"Zheng!"
Zhao Ritian danced a sword flower and attacked again.
Everyone understands the principle of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, especially in this kind of life-and-death battle.
The great sword turned into a sea of swords, and fell down like hail.
Ye Liangchen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't know if he had lost too much blood or was scared on his face, so he hurriedly said, "Stop, you must know the current affairs when you are a person. If you give up, you will thank you very much in the future."
"I just sent you to the West, no thanks!"
Zhao Ritian shouted loudly, and the hail sword intent smashed down wildly.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The earth was constantly being cut out of cracks. Ye Liangchen danced a sword energy to protect him, but he could not withstand such a domineering sword force and was finally defeated.
"puff!"
He spewed out a mouthful of blood again, and his body kept retreating, and had become trembling. "Don't bully people too much!"
Zhao Ritian was too lazy to see him, so he flew up and another sword came. Ye Liangchen was shocked and raised his breath and jumped, wanting to escape.
But the sword was obviously faster than his body movement, and it was slashed on the spot, and blood spilled out again. The whole person shot into the sea with the sword energy.
"Crash!"
The sea water was also split, and it was faintly blood-red.
"Good time!"
Yang Tianpeng screamed miserably, then jumped into the sea, stepping on the waves with his feet.
Zhao Ritian's sword energy also slashed into the sea, arousing endless waves flying in the sky, and there was no shadow of Ye Liangchen.
"Hmph, I'm so much nonsense! So what if you are Ye Liangchen? Please remember that my name is Zhao Ritian. I won't thank you on the road to Xitian!"
Zhao Ritian said fiercely, then put the sword behind his back, turned around and looked at You Qinfei, and said, "Sir, let's pronounce the sentence, Ye Liangchen is dead."
"Good time, good time!"
Yang Tianpeng was still standing on the sea, shouting anxiously.
All the disciples of the Fenyue Sect flew down and began to dive into the sea to search.
You Qinfei frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed: "Ye Liangchen has disappeared, and his life and death are unknown. If he doesn't come out within half an hour, then Zhao Ritiansheng."
Because the rules of the competition are that one side dies or admits defeat, or the sect leader admits defeat, now Ye Liangchen is missing, which is not easy to judge, so Qin Fei gave him half an hour of buffering.
Unfortunately, Ye Liangchen never came up again.
Yang Tianpeng and the disciples of Fenyue Sect searched in the nearby waters for a long time but were still missing. Most of them were killed by the sword energy and sank to the bottom of the sea and were directly eaten by some sea beast.
After the battle between Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen, there was another earth-shaking battle.
One of them was Hu Yugong who had won with tricks before. This time he fought openly and narrowly won after trying thousands of moves.
"Haha, let me go!"
After Hu Yugong won, he was overjoyed, flew into the sky, and began to regulate his breathing and heal his wounds under the protection of the sect.
The warrior and the sect who were defeated by him before were all looked at him with a cold expression. If Hu Yugong hadn't been too treacherous, they would probably have entered the top ten now.