Chapter 529

"Whoosh..."

On the infield, the breath of figures broke out, wrapped in vitality and light, and jumped onto the ancient stone platform, for fear that someone would take the lead.

There are 68 people and only 16 stone platforms. The competition is fierce.

Zhang Qing, Xu Jiahui, Liu Ji, Qin Chao and Wang Fan knew their strength, and they were afraid that they would not win the last battle at all, but at least they had to go to the duel platform. At that time, in retrospect, at least they had fought head-on with the best of these pro disciples.

Some people rushed to the duel platform, but others were careless and watching secretly.

Yun Lingfeng, Gu chenyou, Gong Qi, Mu Yao, Nan Liran and other people who have been at the top of the sword tower rankings seem not to be too anxious and are secretly observing.

"Whoosh..."

But soon, the rest of the figures, and then someone jumped up and mounted the platform.

The existence that has always ranked at the top of these sword towers is deliberately avoiding standing on a duel platform.

If two powers fight, one will lose!

Their goal is to enter the 16th at least first. Even if they can win confidently, they don't want to encounter too strong opponents and don't want to consume too much.

The more you reach the last opponent, the stronger you will be. If you consume too much in front, you can't support it in the back.

"Bang bang!"

On the sixteen duels, as the top ranked disciples of these sword towers ascended, others tacitly began to join hands with those highest ranked disciples.

。 But this kind of combination is definitely not 100%. Once there is a chance, everyone will shoot down the other side without hesitation, which is related to the ranking after all.

The atmosphere on all the duels was tense. As someone shot, it was like detonating a serial bomb. Suddenly, on all the duels, the breath surged, the vitality surged, the light fluctuated, and the duel was imminent.

"Boy, you are not worthy to come up!"

On the duel platform not far away, a pro disciple gave a soft drink and appeared directly in front of Zhang Qing.

The disciple clenched his five fingers, and a punch in his hand had reached Zhang Qing's body. The light black earthy vitality made the surrounding void tremble, and the sound of roaring and shaking came out of the air.

At this speed, Zhang Qing's sword came out of its sheath, but he didn't even have a chance to fight. He hurriedly retreated quickly and unloaded some strength, but his chest was also hit by a punch, and his body immediately flew upside down and out of the duel.

"Bang Bang..."

Almost at the same time, Qin Chao, Liu Ji and Wang Fan were also attacked by their opponents and directly left under the confrontation platform.

Several people fell into the infield one after another, spitting blood in their mouths, and they were not rivals at all.

These disciples who can get the number of places are at least the triple and quadruple cultivation of the yuan spiritual realm.

Although Qin Chao, Zhang Qing and others have made amazing breakthroughs in the past month, their bodies have been hardened and transformed from the inside.

But this is too short a time, and they are still far from being able to compare with these pro disciples.

Zhang Qing, Qin Chao, Wang Fan and others are too weak. The pro disciples on the duel platform are too lazy to be with Zhang Qing and others, and they disdain to work together against their opponents. They are even more ashamed to be on the same stage, and sweep Zhang Qing and others out as soon as they make a move.

Looking at Zhang Qing being swept off the duel platform, Hou Changming's Dharma protector was not surprised. As long as there was no serious problem, he also knew that Zhang Qing's cultivation strength was not enough to compete with the best of those Pro disciples.

"Hiss..."

On the platform not far away, Xu Jiahui was also attacked immediately.

A woman is shooting at Xu Jiahui. Her black hair is flying behind her head. Her steps are unpredictable. She holds the sword in her slim hand, but she disdains to shoot Xu Jiahui with her sword. She closes her left palm and pats it out.

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Xu Jiahui's delicate face changed color. With her cultivation strength, she was unable to compete and retreated rapidly.

"It's just an outside disciple. You're not worthy to fight with us!"

The woman said indifferently, the speed disappeared, the slender hand shook, the five fingers clenched the palm as a fist, and the fist was wrapped with the fiery vitality of fire attribute. If there was an open fire, the fist was also rendered red, and caught up again with a fierce momentum,.

Xu Jiahui avoided the chest, but a punch also immediately fell on the shoulder.

"Poof..."

Under the impact of a fiery force, Xu Jiahui's red lips vomited blood, and her delicate body was immediately shocked and flew down the platform.

"Hiss..."

Just as Xu Jiahui was about to fall to the ground, a figure quietly appeared, with open arms and a gentle force like a vortex, lifting Xu Jiahui's body and gently falling down.

"Brother Su Yi."

Xu Jiahui was shocked and trembled, and then looked at the suddenly appeared figure in front of her, who else could there be except Su Yi.

"Heal."

Su Yi smiled, loosened her arms and put Xu Jiahui aside.

Su Yi was not surprised by Xu Jiahui's fall. Xu Jiahui's cultivation strength soared a lot in the 10000 sword battlefield in a month, but if compared with these pro disciples, the gap in a short time is not a little.

Xu Jiahui nodded. Although she was a little frustrated that she had been swept off the showdown stage by a move, she had already known it in her heart.

The vitality of the sole of the foot swept, and the sole of the foot slightly touched the ground. Su Yi's figure immediately boarded the duel platform that Xu Jiahui had just set foot on.

"Bang Bang..."

There are a total of four people on the platform. In addition to the woman who just defeated Xu Jiahui, there are three young people who are fighting fiercely.

Su Yi glanced, and his eyes finally fell on the woman, with a sharp color in his eyes.

At the age of 21 or 22, the woman's face is not overwhelming, but it is also extremely beautiful, but her face is indifferent.

Feeling Su Yi's eyes, the woman's eyes also trembled for no reason. She could see that Su Yi had just had an impending relationship with Xu Jiahui, and she also knew Su Yi's recent reputation in the Shenjian gate.

"Hum!"

But soon, the woman snorted coldly, and her sword tower ranked nearly 30. Plus this time, the inner cultivation of wanjian battlefield has made another breakthrough, and she has reached the five levels of cultivation in the yuan spirit realm, so there is no need to be afraid of this boy.

"Whew!"

The woman took the initiative to fight, her black hair flying, and her hand was full of strength. She played the sword formula with her sword in her hand. The light of the sword was awe inspiring, and the light of the sword was sweeping. With the breaking wind, she cleaved towards Su Yi.

Su Yi's strength swept under his feet, and his figure quickly moved sideways to avoid the blow. The sword itself passed by, and the fierce wind spread, making people's skin hair stand up.

This sword seems simple, but in fact it is the woman's full strength. This sword is not trivial.

However, when the sword just failed, the woman's eyes changed dramatically, as if she felt something.

Sure enough, the woman's hunch about herself was correct. The boy in front of her had appeared in front of her for a moment. In her deep eyes, a touch of red light made her heart tremble for no reason.

"You go down, too!"

Su Yi opened his mouth and hunted in blue clothes. His vitality surged in his body. His shocked black hair was scattered, flashing red light, and his eyes were bright. A punch had already been blown out.