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Zhao Wu is dead.
Murong Haoyue was shocked, and she narrowed her eyes and looked at Wutian on the stage. She gently stroked her beard with her right hand, and couldn't tell what he was thinking.
All the ten disciples of Tianwai Tian were geniuses who chose one of thousands. They didn't expect to die in the first game. This was a heavy blow to Tianwai Tian's majesty.
Some people are worried, some people are happy.
Zhao Wu's death made many people feel very happy, and they laughed and said, "The disciples of Tianwaitian are just like this."
Some people who secretly disobeyed Long Xiaotian laughed coldly at this time. Wutian took them to slap Long Xiaotian hard this time, and it was so satisfying to hit him.
"The realm of breaking the air."
“Hmph…”
In the corner, Liu Shuanghan smiled coldly, looked at Wutian, and released a strong fighting spirit. If Wutian hadn't suddenly entangled him in the Abyss of Wanshe, he would have condensed his body long ago and wouldn't have suffered.
The man is at mercy.
In addition to the young master Qingtian being secretly surprised, Qin Tian in the stands was also stunned.
In just a few days, Wutian was a very powerful opponent for Qin Tian.
I'm afraid it will definitely match it.
Thinking of this, Qin Tian frowned slightly, let out a heavy sigh, the corners of his mouth gently raised, and a strange and cold smile hung on his face...
The game continues.
The law enforcement referee walked onto the arena and asked the participating disciples to show mercy again. They were all brothers of the same sect, so there was no need to kill each other in life and death.
However, no one listened to this again, and it was a life-and-death battle.
"Zhao Chong fights Guo Changhe..."
Another disciple of Tianwai Tian.
The law enforcement referee had just finished reading the battle list when he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing. With the blink of an eye, a figure fell down, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, standing proudly on the ring, and the violent murderous aura on his body was faintly scattered.
The law enforcement referee was shocked and immediately walked out of the audience.
Guo Changhe, who entered the ninth level of the emptiness, was a disciple of Nanyang Palace Master Wu Yue, who practiced the Sunset Sword Technique with great excellence and understood the essence of the Sunset Sword Intent, which was very powerful.
As soon as he stepped onto the ring, the sword in Guo Changhe's hand trembled.
Just as he opened his eyes, an extremely powerful sword intent suddenly attacked. He caught him off guard, and the sword intent killed everything in his spiritual consciousness.
“Buzz…”
A sword fell, leaving no drop of blood.
Zhao Chong raised his lips, sneered, and then stepped out of the barrier, his face showing a look of contempt.
Everyone in the audience was shocked, why did they walk out of the ring before they even hit?
No one could see that they were taking the sword. Did Zhao Chong admit defeat?
It is absolutely impossible. How arrogant are the top ten disciples of Tianwaitian? Will they give up their self-esteem and admit defeat?
In the stands, Wu Yue's face was pale, his heart suddenly sank, and he asked himself, "Can I resist the mystery of that sword?"
The Adam's apple rolled, and cold sweat oozed out of the palm of his hand.
"Bang!"
Just when everyone was puzzled and even the law enforcement judge didn't know how to make a judgment, Guo Changhe's body fell heavily and died.
His eyes were wide open, and he looked at the direction where Zhao Chong left, and the sword was unstoppable.
In the square, there was an uproar in the stands.
The person who was originally glad that Wutian killed Zhao Wu was ashamed at this time. In the blink of an eye, Guo Changhe, who had entered the ninth level of Void, died like this. Even they didn't know how Zhao Chong set out his sword.
The mystery contained in that sword cannot be distinguished at all unless it is seen by a powerful person who has understood the essence of swordsmanship.
Zhao Chong's last sneer seemed to say, this is the disciple of Tianwaitian, who can compete with him?
Kill in seconds with one sword, this is the strength of the disciples of Tianwai Tian!
"The top ten disciples are really amazing. I can't see clearly no matter how the sword comes out."
"I'm afraid there's no suspense about them entering the top ten."
"It seems that the sect leader is bound to win this time."
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The inner disciples in the audience were in an uproar and whispered and talked.
"Top Ten Disciples?" Liu Shuang said coldly, looking at the nine remaining disciples in the sky, showing a hideous smile, "Those who block me will die!"
"Long Xiaotian, it seems that you are really preparing for a major cleaning." Wu Yue said in his heart, and his fists couldn't help but clenched a few points.
Wu Yue was a confidant of the last sect leader Zang Tianji. He was always dissatisfied with Long Xiaotian's powerful throne. He even suspected that Zang Tianji was killed by Long Xiaotian, and he never dared to do anything to him because there was no evidence.
Now Long Xiaotian has the support of the Supreme Elder, enters Tianwai Tian and cultivates the Gengjin Qi. His strength is a thousand miles a day, and it is no longer something he can deal with. I am afraid that it is time to clean up the Nanyang Palace.
Wu Yue became vaguely worried and immediately issued an order to fight against the disciples of Tianwai Tian and kill with all their might.
"It's not easy to live in Nanyang Palace." The Lord of Jinyang Palace smiled faintly, and then said to the disciple behind him: "Kill Nanyang Palace!"
The disciples were stunned and immediately focused their attention.
The Jinyang Palace has the smallest power, but the Jinyang Palace Master knows how to climb the Yan and support the situation. He has a thorough analysis in his mind. No matter how powerful the Nanyang Palace is, it is impossible to be Long Xiaotian's opponent. At this time, it is icing on the cake and will definitely be able to share a good soup in the future.
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In several consecutive games, disciples were killed.
For a time, the disciple ranking competition was full of murderous intent.
The game continues.
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"Liu Shuanghan wins, enters the next round..."
The person who fought against him died, his body turned into ashes, and his soul was scattered.
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"Wu Tiansheng, enter the next round..."
The person who fights him will die.
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"Qin Tiansheng, enter the down wheel..."
He was a disciple of the Qingtian Sect who died and gained 600,000 experiences...
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"Zhao Chongsheng, enter the next round..."
Those who fought against him died and were killed with one sword.
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"Zhao Qing won and entered the next round..."
The person who fights him will die.
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After a few rounds, more than a dozen people died, and the entire square was filled with the breath of death. Some disciples finally realized that this disciple ranking competition was a little different from before.
Some of the elders of the Qianji Sect's inner sect looked dark and cloudy. Whenever they saw someone die, some of them felt heartbroken. These are the elites of the Qianji Sect and they will inevitably become the mainstay in the future and die on the arena.
If this continues, the Qianji Sect may be incompatible with each other, and its strength will be greatly reduced. I am afraid that it will be squeezed out of the top ten immortal sects within a hundred years.
Some elders felt heartbroken when they looked at it, some were relish and seemed to be unrelated to themselves. They were watching the show and even applauded when they saw someone die.
"Zhou Wei, Qin Tian, Yan Xin, Yan Bing, you all entered the top 100. You can only win three more games and enter the top 10. Come on." Shen Yan's face was excited and he couldn't hide his joy.
Four of the ten disciples entered the top 100, but she didn't expect such a good result.
Because Lieyang Palace has always remained neutral, no one has taken any action against them. Only one of the six failed disciples was slightly injured, and the other disciples were not injured at all.
Chen Yan's ecstasy made Qin Tian feel even more uneasy, and he felt that Chen Yan couldn't wait to get the Gengjin aura.
Through several careful observations, the Gengjin Qi is indeed very powerful, but what is the use for Shenyan? That is, can she improve her strength after getting a pot of Gengjin Qi?
Or is she using it to refine weapons?
As expected, it was just a weapon refining, so what kind of weapon did she want to refine?
Chen Yan's expression became increasingly unconcealed, which forced Qin Tian to analyze, but in the end he still didn't understand why Chen Yan was so fanatic.
Next is the battle between the top 100 disciples, and they are all very strong. Among these people, except Qin Tian, who is the third level of the emptiness, there is one person, Lai Bai.
This person only has the strength of the first level of the Immortal level and has not joined any force. He signed up for the inner disciples. His sword technique is very unique. Qin Tian paid attention to a few games and found that his understanding of sword technique was beyond imagination. Even Wu Yue, known as the Sword King, stood up and watched carefully whenever he was a match, and secretly praised in his heart. He had comprehended the sword intent for hundreds of years, but had never discovered such a unique sword intent.
Lai Bai looks less than 20 years old, with a hint of indifference, and his eyes are as deep as if they were rebellious and grew into adults overnight, which makes people unable to understand.
He and Qin Tian are the biggest dark horses so far.
"Yan Xin, Yan Bing, you will admit defeat in the next game." Qin Tiansheng said softly like a mosquito and flies.
"Why?" Yan Bing was stunned immediately. He entered the top 100. He could get 10,000 points of credit if he won another game. If he won another game, he could get 100,000 points of credit if he could get 100,000 points of credit if he could get 100,000 points of credit if he could get 100,000 points of credit if he could get 100,000 points of credit if he could get 100 There are many good things that have been sold here, and there is no reason not to fight anymore.
Yan Xin also looked at Qin Tian, feeling a little puzzled.
Qin Tian hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm worried something happened to you."
"Honey, don't worry, I'm very awesome." Yan Bing raised his little pink fist and clenched it. After breaking through the realm of reincarnation, they became full of confidence. In addition, they became even more excited when they entered the top 100.
Looking at their excited expressions, Qin Tian knew that it was impossible to persuade them to give up, so he couldn't help but feel worried.
Zhou Wei glanced at Yan Xin not far behind him, and a cold light flashed out, and he said to himself: "Bitch."
After the birth of the top 100 disciples, the list of so-called list was counted. Not long after, the law enforcement referee walked to the ring and shouted: "Zhou Wei vs. Yan Xin..."
"Well?!"
Qin Tian was immediately stunned when he was worried about what he wanted, and looked at Yan Xin and said, "Give up."
Yan Xin looked at Qin Tian seriously, showed a happy smile, and said, "Don't worry, I will protect myself."
"Sister, give Zhou Wei some color." Yan Bing said angrily.
Yan Xin walked out of the stands and passed by Chen Yan, Chen Yan didn't say a word, his face was very dull.
Qin Tian was secretly shocked and became even more worried.
Zhou Wei’s second-level reincarnation and Yan Xin’s first-level reincarnation, the strength gap is not very big, but it is difficult for Yan Xin to beat Zhou Wei.
The reason why Yan Xin ignored Qin Tian's opposition was because she wanted to give Qin Tian a gift. This was a gift she and Yan Bing had already agreed on. White Shadow Robe and top-grade immortal robes, which require 100,000 credit points to be exchanged. .
Qin Tian didn't know about this.
As long as they win another game, their credit points will be enough for 100,000.
The two of them had a total of 90,000 points in credit. As long as they won one game, they would be able to earn a hundred thousand, and they could exchange their husbands for their white shadow robe. In their hearts, Qin Tian would definitely be more handsome.
If Qin Tian wins this game, she will definitely give up if Qin Tian asks her to give up.
"Sister, you must beat Zhou Wei. Squeeze all the resentment over the years. It's better to kill him." Yan Bing looked at Yan Xin on the ring, folded his hands together, and prayed secretly in his heart...