Fengdu sword sent three people out of the line, got 300 points, plus the first round of nearly 500 points, add up to nearly 800 points.
Among the 18 forces, this achievement can only be regarded as the middle reaches.
And the strongest Tianhong sect, together, has more than 1900 points, ranking first.
In the second place, Lingfeng family has more than 1700 points.
The arrogance of that terrible storm clan is the foreign aid invited by Lingfeng family.
The third place was more than 1600 points, which was twice as high as that of Fengdu sword sect.
But it's still early. Everything is unknown.
Because, next is 72 out of the line Tianjiao each other, as long as enter 36, can get 200 points.
Next, the integral change will be very large.
At this time, Qi Ping, Han Feng and others gather together. Their cold eyes sweep Lu Ming from time to time.
"Brother Han, this Muyun is too evil. If you meet him in the next competition, are you sure to deal with him?"
Qi Ping asked in a low voice.
Han Feng's face was gloomy and he pondered for a moment. He said, "look at his strength in the fight against the wall of connection. If he meets me, I will kill him!"
Han Feng whispered, his eyes flashed over the cold killing machine.
Although Lu Ming's strength is strong, he has special means and is confident that he can kill Lu Ming.
"That's good. If only the boy met brother Han in the next competition!"
Qi Ping Road, heart pray.
He was really scared.
If Lu Ming's strength is alive, he will certainly not be let go in the future. His life in Fengdu sword school will be difficult.
In the past, the days when we wanted to win the wind will never return.
It was hard for him to accept.
"Coagulate!"
At this time, the judges from the 18 forces drank softly at the same time, pinched their hands and filled with runes. Then the original 18 battle platforms began to gather, and finally gathered into a larger one.
"All right, now seventy-two players are out, and the game will continue!"
"The rules are very simple. Seventy two of you will draw lots, and the one you draw will be the one in pairs."
The leader of Tianhong sect announced.
This is a classic arena duel, of course, it also needs a bit of luck. If you have bad luck, you can only count yourself unlucky if you get an unbeatable master at the beginning.
Next, master Tianhong divided the seventy-two people into two groups, each group of 36 people. Then he engraved the names of 36 of them on bamboo sticks, and then put the bamboo sticks into a metal box.
The surface of the metal box is engraved with runes, which can isolate the spirit consciousness, prevent someone from peeking at the name inside with the spirit consciousness, and prevent cheating.
"People on your side, I have engraved their names, but those of you who have not engraved their names, please draw lots."
With a wave of his hand, the iron box flew out, suspended in the air, and then ordered a group of people to draw lots.
The name you draw is a fight with.
"I'll go first."
A purple robed youth stepped out.
Those who were engraved with their names became nervous.
Because this person is Tian Hong Jiao's top Tianjiao from Ziying nationality. His strength is unpredictable and he is a strong competitor for the first place.
No one wants to be drawn by him, even if it is a few of the same strong Tianjiao, it is not the moment of decisive battle, in case of defeat, the points won't be much.
In the eyes of the public, Ziying Tianjiao pulls out a bamboo stick from the iron box.
"Anze!"
Ziying youth, slowly spit out a name.
The young man named Anze turned pale.
"What bad luck!"
Anze sighs.
"Come on, fight me!"
Ziying Tianjiao stepped down on the battle platform, and the British spirit flourished.
"I give up!"
That Anze, admit defeat directly, do not need to compare.
His cultivation is just the nine heavy gods, which is far from Tianjiao of Ziying nationality. Even if he goes all out, he can not have the slightest hope.
What's more, once the competition is started, there is no rule that no killer can be killed. In case Tianjiao of Ziying nationality takes the opportunity to kill him in one move, will he not be wronged?
So I just gave up.
In this way, Ziying Tianjiao easily won a competition and entered the 36th place for Tianhong sect, adding 200 points.
The integral of Tianjiao is more than 2000 points.
"I'll do it!"
At this time, another young man stepped out.
There was another shock in their hearts, because this man was the pride of the storm family.
This is also a person who has the strength to compete for the first place.
He also selected a God King nine heavy character, that person also directly admitted defeat.Next, Tianjiao one by one went up to draw lots.
Under normal circumstances, as long as the gap between them is not particularly large, they will choose the first World War.
Because, this is the elimination match, not the previous group competition, lost there is still a chance.
The knockout, once you lose, there's no chance.
Fierce wars, one after another.
Of course, many people, once defeated, will resolutely admit defeat.
After all, they are just the foreign aid they are invited to do their best.
Thirty six games, half of them soon.
"Mu Yun!"
At this time, a young man twitched a bamboo stick and read out the name of Muyun.
This young man has a bad face.
He knows Lu Ming's fighting power before, but he is only the emperor Jiuchong. When he meets Lu Ming, he is in danger.
Shua!
It's very important to step on the platform.
As soon as the young man bit his teeth, he also fell on the platform.
"Brother mu, I really admire your strength. I'd like to compare some moves with brother mu. How about that?"
Youth road.
Many people laugh at God.
Obviously, this person is afraid of Lu Ming's strength, but he doesn't want to give up and want to try. So, he leaves a way out for himself.
"Of course
Lu Ming said with a smile.
He and the other side have no injustice and hatred, as long as they win, there is no need to fight and kill.
Whew!
The young man moved, like a divine light, and killed Lu Ming at a very fast speed.
Obviously, this person is good at speed, and his attack is very strong. His attack is like a storm, which can't be prevented.
That's why he wanted to try.
Even if the positive force is stronger than him, a careless, will be defeated by him.
However, facing Lu Ming, he was doomed to make a wrong calculation.
Shua Shua Shua...
the sword light in Lu Ming's hand appears, and in an instant he cuts out thousands of swords, which are all over the sky.
All over the sky, the sword light enveloped the other side. The attack of the other side was instantly broken, and his body suddenly retreated. Until he retreated to the edge of the battle platform, he stopped. On his body, he had two more sword injuries and blood flowed.
"You can't do it!"
the young man shook his head in secret, then clasped his fist and said, "brother Mu is really powerful. I admire him!"
After that, he turned away from the battle platform and took the initiative to admit defeat.
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