Everyone had a discussion for a while, and at this time, Qin Yichuan's sword qi almost forced to the noodle door of Chu Chao South.
"asshole!"
The Chu Dynasty was angry. I didn't expect that the guy was so thick on the surface, but in fact, he was a villain who was implicitly thought. He didn't dodge, but counterattacked, a sword, and beheaded out with a more fierce attitude.
If Qin Yichuan's sword feels like a sword split the world, then the sword of Chu Chanan gives people a feeling like it, breaking the sky.
Moreover, his sword speed is fast, but it will come first!
Everyone is even more dumbfounded. No, it should be said that the eyes are going out.
"I wipe it, what is the sword speed, can I make a sword?"
That sword was fast, and even Ling Feng was slightly wrong. Even the Xuanyuan Yu, who had been lazy, couldn't help but open his eyes, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.
quick!
Too fast!
It is dazzling, and its potential is lightning, so it makes people forget to breathe.
clang!
Between the electric light, the sword of Qin Yichuan was split by the Chu Dynasty, and immediately, the sword of the Chu Chanan was hit like a storm and rain.
Every time he resisted a sword, his face was pale, his arms trembled slightly, and the muscles were bulging. He felt the transmission of huge strength, and the muscles began to numb.
At this time, Qin Yichuan couldn't regret it.
"I admit defeat, I admit defeat, stop immediately ..."
Qin Yichuan shouted quickly.
But the anger Chu Chanan ignored it at all.
"Tail ... tailor ... referee me to confess!"
Qin Yichuan's sword was hit. Seeing that the fierce sword chopped, the breath of death was shrouded, scaring his soul and screaming.
With a flash of figure, a figure appeared in front of Qin Yichuan, and the two fingers clamped the sword of Chu Chanan.
Qin Yichuan's face was pale, sitting on the ring on the ring, panting, and then he was afraid, and his pupils were constantly shining full of panic.
Even on the ground he was sitting, a pool of water stains appeared.
A strong man with a sword -level strength was actually scared!
The Chu Chao Nan snorted coldly, slowly accepted the sword, glanced at Qin Yichuan coldly, and the cold voice said: "It is best not to let me see you outside Yueling City, otherwise, you will die!"
After speaking, Chu Chanan had a cold face and jumped off the ring.
"It's terrible, I thought Qin Yichuan was about to be killed by the Chu Dynasty Nanyi Sword."
"My heart is almost stopped."
"Qin Yichuan deserves it, it is obviously a sinister villain, and it looks like a bold look."
Everyone's discussion rose.
"Chu Chao South, win!"
Above the ring, the referee announced the results of the game loudly and looked at his two fingers, and it was a little swollen.
He quickly hid his fingers back to his sleeves. He was also a holy -level strong man. He wanted to use a more way to solve the problem. He couldn't think of the sword move of the Chu Chanan. The power was so terrible.
If Qin Yichuan was hit, I was afraid that I would have half a life!
"Mix the book!"
The referee kicked the Qin Yichuan down the ring and scolded: "It's such a big person, and you can be able to pants, you can be really durable!"
"Damn, it turns out that the water stains are urine! I'm dripping mom, Qin Yichuan's urine pants!"
"Sword Emperor strong, so horrible, urine pants are more peeing than ordinary people!"
"Orying, what you say makes sense, I am speechless!"
"Ha ha……"
The so -called wall pushes everyone, especially the insidious villain like Qin Yichuan. Naturally, no one will leave any ethics.
For a while, all kinds of ridicule, one after another, then Qin Yichuan couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground, and under the shame and anger, he fainted directly.
"In the tenth game, Xuanyuan Yu, battle with Lu Xiaoer!"
Soon, the previous storm subsided, because Xuanyuan Yu was about to play.
The fans of Xuanyuan Yu began to shout wildly again. In their eyes, it seems that there are only Xuanyuan Yu in the world.
If you look handsome, you can do whatever you want.
Soon, Xuanyuan Yu did not show up the mountain without leakage.
The second round of the game is all over.
In addition to a round of luck, there are 11 people in total!
Among these eleven people, only ten people will be left for the top ten battles.
At this time, the eleven people who stayed in the contestants were: Xuanyuan Yu, Xiao Yi, Ling Feng, Chu Chanan, Zhuge Wan'er, Feng Yuner, Linghu Yang, Sun Zhengmou ...
"Now, this seat will draw temporary elimination places!"
As soon as Tie Kunlun beckoned, there was a staff member of Xuanjian Villa. He handed a iron -quality sign. Tie Kunlun randomly extracted one in the sign of the tube.
"Xiao family, Xiao Yi!"
Tie Kunlun's channel: "Xiao Yi, your luck seems not good. Now you are temporarily eliminated places. You can randomly choose any of the remaining warriors.
, Can only be eliminated. "
Xiao Yi jumped out of the player's seat and grinned and laughed: "Are you lucky, but I feel that I am lucky. After all, I can eliminate some dregs by myself!"
After speaking, Xiao Yi stretched out his fingers and pointed at Ling Feng, sneered: "Boy, come up for me! You are destined to be mine, foot stepping stone!"
For a while, a pair of eyes brushed along Xiao Yi's fingertips.
Ling Feng!
The unknown little man, but step by step, step by step.
Perhaps, at this moment, he is going to come.
Because his opponent is, Xiao Yi!
Tie Kunlun glanced at Ling Feng, and immediately announced loudly: "That's good, the top ten to make up for the battle, Xiao Yi challenged Ling Feng! Now, please be in place for both players!"
"It looks like it is stared at. Is it a stepping stone? Who is the stepping stone, you will understand after a while."
Ling Feng shrugged helplessly, but the expression on his face did not change much.
Instead, there are some, such as release.
After all, if this Xiao Yi was defeated by others, he would not mention Xiao Juanyun's opportunity.
Since he doesn't know how to die, he has to challenge himself. Well, I will definitely let him die very rhythmic.
With a jump, Ling Feng jumped into the ring calmly.
"Hum, it seems, you seem to feel that you have defeated the iron rock and once defeated Zhuge Wan'er, can you stand on the same level as me?"
Xiao Yi held a long sword in his hand, fingered to the ground, stared at Ling Feng, and his posture was a bit high.