Three days have passed since the brawl in the arena, and the number of figures on the stage has shrunk from a thousand at the beginning to a few dozen now.
On the huge stone platform, figures walking in twos and threes together. Those groups with many people have been torn apart with the appearance of powerful people. Holding a group is not always smooth sailing. People at the top of the freshman list can compete with groups that are not strong.
Groups with high strength are often attached to powerful people, which leads to the fact that the last three places are just a private game for the top few.
In that arena, there were several figures who were disheartened. They had already understood this. It was just a matter of how long it would take to be eliminated.
Of course, there are some people who are struggling to survive and want to survive in this crack for a few more days and try to catch a leak. Therefore, they have their calculations on Lin Zixuan, who is on the verge of serious injury. As long as he is dealt with, they can wait for him.
During the first and second battle, we took the opportunity to eliminate the one with the more serious injury. They also had the opportunity to compete for third place.
With a long whip, a whisper, and a jade bead on her cheek, her steps were light. The whip had long lost its previous strength, but she still held it firmly in her hand, because as soon as she let it go, everyone would be like a flood that broke a bank.
Submerge her both.
She couldn't let go. The long whip in her hand was the last breath of life. She had to wait for the young man behind her to wake up and wait for him to "spread" it with his own hands.
Don't say that women are not heroic creatures, the dragon spring is buzzing on the wall every night!!
Lin Xinghui looks forward to death. This time, she will not escape again. The worst thing is, she will be eliminated!
"Qingfeng Sword Technique Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
She shouted angrily that she would use the whip as a sword and use the family's core skills.
Several figures were approaching step by step, and there seemed to be some remaining rationality in their greedy eyes. This feeling caused the body to instinctively issue an early warning not to approach.
Lin Xinghui's understanding of swordsmanship is far less than that of Lin Zijian. The sword is too rigid and overbearing, and only has rigid movements of striking, stabbing, lifting, and chopping. Unlike the whip, which can wrap, swing, sweep, dance, and throw, its movements are flexible and changeable.
But today, she used the whip to exert the power of the sword. The whip shadow flashed and intertwined into a whip net in front of everyone. The whip net flew past at a very fast speed and actually spread out in the air, turning into countless wind blades, like a handful of sharp blades.
The sword, wind blade and whip shadow are superimposed, making it difficult to see the reality.
Lin Xinghui looked at the whip shadows flying in the sky, feeling uneasy in her heart. After all, she knew only a little about the Qingfeng Sword Technique. However, she quickly got her wits about her and quietly mixed in wind elements to form a wind blade, adding to the power of this move.
"It works, it must work." She wanted them to give up and buy time for the young man behind them.
The figures in front of them were also a little flustered at this moment, as if they were having a final battle. The prey in front of them seemed to be within easy reach, but only a stone's throw away. Could it be that they have to give up after working hard for so long?
Some people were reluctant and walked out. He didn't believe that this powerful weapon could still be so powerful?
He swung out his palms, and the spiritual energy turned into giant palms, trying to smash the power that filled the sky.
Lin Xinghui's beautiful eyes trembled, "Have you failed in the end?"
When the giant palm came into contact with the wind blade, the wind blade melted away like mist, and the man laughed: "Let me tell you, how powerful is the tiger that has already set in the setting sun?"
But behind the dispelling wind blade, an invisible soul sword penetrated the man's eyebrows. The man vomited blood and fell down, his mouth never closed.
Everyone was frightened and ran away quickly, rolling and crawling. This was a fatal move, and the man was killed on the spot.
Even Lin Xinghui was stunned and couldn't believe the power she had used.
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her shoulders, and a trace of fear spread in her heart. She slowly turned her head, her curiosity giving her a bit more courage.
It was an extremely delicate face, smiling happily at himself, "Sister, are you okay?"
Lin Zixuan stood up, intact. Lin Xinghui was a little disbelieving. She rubbed her big eyes and pinched his delicate face.
Lin Zixuan smiled and said: "It was a lucky break."
"That's not right, your aura still lingers in the ninth level of blood spirit!" Lin Xinghui said doubtfully.
Lin Zixuan said nothing and said gently: "Let's go, I will take you to win the first place."
He held Lin Xinghui's hand, wrapped the wind elements around his body, and stepped forward. Then he stopped, looked at a slender figure in front of him, and said, "Brother Lin, I have reserved your position."
The slender figure smiled and said, "If I'm not wrong, you must have defeated the powerful Lin Zixuan. You are really young and promising, but it's a pity that you shouldn't have my idea, because the number one position is really not good."
It’s easy to sit, so I can only sit here.”
Lin You's eyes were like cold lightning, and his sword was like a rainbow. Once he used it, his sword skills were extremely fierce, and sword energy roared out. He and Lei Li were equally powerful, and Lin Zixuan could defeat him, so he would naturally be able to compete with him.
strength.
The sword energy penetrated from the air, and Lin Zixuan's body was like a swimming dragon, as if he could accurately sense the location of each blow and dodge them all.
Lin You flashed a cold light, holding a green sword, as fast as the wind, his whole body was like a human-shaped sword, rushing forward, while rotating his wrist, the sword moves kept changing, and spiritual energy also spurted out from the body. This blow
, even in the blood spirit realm, one cannot escape death.
Suddenly, Lin Zixuan was still in the air, as if he was letting the sword penetrate him. Lin You was also a decisive person, so he stabbed straight away. However, when he was still half a foot away from Lin Zixuan's body, Lin You's entire body seemed to be still in the air, unable to move.
, an invisible wave gently spread out from Lin Zixuan's body. Lin You had a splitting headache, his consciousness was groggy, and he was manipulated wantonly like a puppet, and then he was thrown out of the ring.
Lin Xinghui lost her mind and felt incredible. This was not a battle, it was simply a one-sided crushing!
Then, she was shocked by Lin Zixuan again, "Let's go, I will take you to win the second place."
Lin Zixuan held Lin Xinghui's wrist, and his feet were blown by the wind, leaving only an afterimage.
Directly to the north of the arena, a man in colorful robes sat cross-legged. He had an extraordinary appearance, with sharp edges and corners, and looked a bit unrestrained.
He seemed to feel that two eyes were watching him. He was a little unhappy and said: "Who is so cunning and worshipful?"
Lin Zixuan stepped out and said respectfully: "Brother Yan, I want your second position."
Yan Ruhai laughed a little and said: "Brother, instead of competing for the first place, you are interested in me as the second place. Do you have this special hobby?"
Lin Zixuan shook his head and said: "Brother Yan misunderstood, I have killed two of the top three, and only the position occupied by you, Brother Yan, is left!"
Yan Ruhai sneered, "It's a big deal..."
He looked at Lin Zixuan and said in shock: "Hey, this guy's body has entered the blood spirit realm."
Immediately, he stood up, showed a bright smile, and said very politely: "Brother, Yan Mou admires your secret, but Yan Mou has an unkind request. Just now, Yan Mou went through a fierce battle and killed a black man with a sword.
The man in the robe has been eliminated. I wonder if your brother can give me some time to recover and compete with him again!"
Lin Xinghui looked at him with some contempt, "This man is really shameless."
Lin Zixuan frowned, "Isn't the man in black robe using the sword Lin Zijian?"
He looked at the sea of smoke and said with an indifferent expression: "I think it's better to forget it."
The invisible soul power spread out, forming a pair of giant hands, and grabbed Yan Ruhai.
The sea of smoke suddenly lost color, streams of colorful spiritual power surged out of the body, earthy yellow elements turned into armor and wrapped around the body, and red flames burned the incoming soul waves.
But the power of the soul is so huge that it cannot be burned away by that weak flame.
The smoke was as gloomy as the sea, and the golden elements turned into sharp shields to resist. Immediately, the blue elements turned into trickles in the air to isolate them, but the gestures transformed by the soul power were broken one by one like broken bamboo.
After all the defenses were gone, the sea of smoke was swept underground by a long green vine and escaped.
Lin Zixuan looked at the disappearing figure and said with some surprise: "It turns out that this sea of smoke is actually the spirit body of the Five Elements!" (To be continued)