Chapter 419

Before the beginning of the war, people made a lot of speculation.

Although Chu Xingyun's strength is strong, he will inevitably be in short supply when facing two half step heavenly spirits. If he is not careful, he will even be eliminated and quit the sky sword Club ahead of time.

Even if he can win, it is doomed to be not easy. He must display some cards and means.

But the final result was far beyond everyone's expectation. Chu Xingyun defeated Luo HUAIMEI and Ye Gui by relying on his sword finger. It was easy to win.

After a brief surprise, the look of the crowd turned into expectation.

The stronger the strength of Chu Xingyun, the more wonderful the dengtian sword will be, and the result will be more complicated.

Maybe, Chu Xingyun can really win the first place, win two big bets, but the probability is too small, almost negligible.

They slowly recovered their thoughts. At this time, the Vatican on the throne suddenly stood up and gazed at the eight martial arts arena in front of him and said, "after a series of fierce duels, the top eight seats of this ascendant sword club have finally come out."

As soon as the voice fell, the disciples of wanjian Pavilion who stood around the Wudao arena stepped back out of the arena, leaving only eight of them.

Among the eight, there are five zhenzhuan disciples: Qi Yuzhen, Lu Xing, Qin Xiu, Yan Sanqing and Zhao luoqiu.

No one will be surprised at the promotion of the five of them. When they enter the realm of heaven and spirit, they will be able to control the spirit of Yang Gang freely. The strength of their strength is far better than the realm of earthly spirits.

The other three were Chu Xingyun, Xia Qingcheng and Teng Qing.

Xia Qingcheng and Teng Qing's passing out of the line have surprised many people. Their accomplishments have not reached half a step of the heavenly spirit. However, there are not a few people who have failed in their hands. This shows their strength.

"Next, I'm going to draw lots to decide the two sides of the top eight and the number of matches." At the same moment, the eight blood robed elders stepped out at the same time and strode onto the Wudao arena.

In their hands, each of them held a square stone box. In the middle of the stone box, an ancient wooden card was placed, which was immediately sent to the eight people on the Wudao arena.

"Carve your name." The blood robe elder went to Chu Xingyun and said without expression.

Chu Xingyun did not ask too much, and with a wave of his hand, he engraved his name.

Then, the blood robe elder turned around and left with the wooden box. Eight elders stood together and put all the wooden cards in a wooden box, completely disordering the order.

After finishing all this, the eight people sent the wooden box to the front of Brahma, and then they got up and left.

The eighteen sword masters naturally knew the rules of the eight strong battles. They did not speak at all. They focused their eyes on the simple wooden box, not only on them, but also on everyone at the moment.

He took out two pieces of ancient wooden cards and put them in his hand. At the next moment, he waved his hands, and the two ancient wooden cards were suspended in the air, and the names engraved on them also appeared in the vision of the crowd.

"The first war: Luoyun, against Teng Qing."

The sound excited the crowd.

Teng Qing, as the strongest black horse in this ascendant sword meeting, no one knows how strong his strength is, and Chu Xingyun, the same is true. His strength is unpredictable.

Such two people, in the first battle of the eight strong war, met together, naturally will make people feel excited.

"Teng Qing's personal strength can only be regarded as the middle reaches, but relying on his superior martial spirit talent, he can easily defeat a half step heavenly spirit man. Such an opponent is interesting." Chu Xingyun was quite satisfied with the result.

Although he has already seen Teng Qing's talent for martial arts, it is still unclear how it is.

This war, just can let him experience personally.

On the seventh martial road arena, Teng Qing's eyes were burning at Chu Xingyun, and he said in his heart: "if I can defeat Luoyun, I will not only get countless honors, but also help Chang Chixiao and Qi Yangchen win the gambling contract. By then, I will rely on the internal affairs, and I will certainly get endless cultivation resources."

"This war, I must win!" Teng Qing swears in his heart that the fighting spirit in his eyes, even if it is far away, can clearly feel that it is burning.

At this moment, Van Gogh waved his hand again, which determined the two sides of the World War II, Qi Yuzhen and Yan Sanqing.

Compared with just now, the crowd obviously did not have much expectation.

Yan Sanqing's cultivation is not as good as Qi Yuzhen.

The result of this war is obvious before it begins.

Yan Sanqing is a skinny young man with a short sword. When he saw the result, he was also full of bitter smile. Obviously, he did not have the confidence to surpass Qi Yuzhen.

Whew!

Two ancient wooden cards rose again. The two sides in the third war were Xia Qingcheng and Qin Xiu.

Seeing this, Xia Qingcheng's face turned pale immediately.

She subconsciously looked at Qin Xiu, and found that Qin Xiu was also staring at her. The latter's eyes were full of crazy color, which made people shiver like crazy killing wild animals.Of the four battles, three have been decided. Naturally, the two opposing sides in the last battle are land penalty and Zhao luoqiu.

"The eight strong battle has been determined, and the winner will be promoted to the top four. As for the four strong battle, it will be decided by drawing lots at that time."

Brahma said slowly and determined the second round rules of the sword Association.

"It's not too early now. Tomorrow, the battle of the final ranking of dengtian sword club will be held. Let's go." The voice of Brahma announced that the crowd was helpless.

They all want to know the result as soon as possible. However, it's Dusk now. It's really inconvenient to continue the duel.

After a short period of noise, the crowd did not wait for a long time, and left the peak one after another. However, when they left, their eyes were full of expectation, looking forward to the wonderful match tomorrow.

The main peak of the sword is in the bamboo forest.

Chu Xingyun sits cross legged and quietly breathes the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

A glimmer of light flickered on his body, and then turned into sharp swords. From the bottom to the top, it swept through the void, as if to cut off the night.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Chu Xingyun's dark eyes, which were slightly closed, suddenly opened, staring straight ahead.

After half a moment, he stood up, clasped his hands and said, "Luoyun, I've seen the leader of the pavilion."

Just as the voice fell, not far ahead of him, a figure slowly emerged, like a nightmare of the night, appearing without breath or sound.

This man is a middle-aged man, wearing purple and gold robes, with a faint smile hanging on his face. He is the master of wanjian Pavilion - fanwujie.

Why did he visit late at night?

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