On the side of the ancient ware gate, only 13 students have been promoted to the 10th round.

Xia Shan'er and Ning Xiaoyao are also promoted.

The two women each obtained a jade card.

The fifty friars, who were promoted to the tenth round, took the match number and returned to their seats.

"The 10th round of Qianqiu martial arts competition officially began. The No.1 ancient artifact menning Xiaoyao played against the No.2 Zhaoyang Zong Ding Qing." Luo Cheng began to announce the match information.

Ning Xiaoyao happens to be No. 1. She flies up and lands in the center of the challenge arena with a jade card in her hand.

"Come on, saint!"

"The saint must win, win this one!"

On this side of the grandstand of the ancient ware gate, many disciples cheered up for Ning Xiaoyao.

"Sister demon, you can win

Xia Shan'er also clenches the powder fist, does not take care of the shyness, pulls the throat for the Ning small demon to shout the support.

Ning Xiaoyao's luck is not bad, her opponent is a monk of zhaoyangzong's later half immortal peak. Her accomplishments are not as good as their own.

Shen Lang glanced at the monk Zhaoyang Zong who was fighting with Ning Xiaoyao. He knew that there was no suspense in this battle. He simply closed his eyes and kept his mind.

At the beginning of the duel, there was no suspense.

Ning Xiaoyao opened with a record of "frost dragon falling from heaven" on the fifth stage, freezing the immortal weapon of the Zhaoyang sect disciple, forcing the other party to surrender and dare not fight again.

After all, for the Banxian, the fifth stage of the fairyland would kill people, and the Zhaoyang sect disciple did not dare to joke about his own life.

In this way, Ning Xiaoyao has no pressure to advance to the final round.

All the disciples of the ancient ware sect were jubilant, and the elders were all beaming with joy. Ning Xiaoyao won a quota first, which was to stabilize people's hearts.

Unfortunately, the follow-up disciples of the ancient ware gate were not as smooth as Ning Xiaoyao.

All the friars who can be promoted to the tenth round are half immortals at the peak level.

After Ning Xiaoyao, the two disciples of the ancient ware sect lost the competition.

Just when the morale of the ancient artifacts gate was low, Luo Cheng yelled: "in the next game, the No. 11 ancient ware gate will be Shen Lang, and the No. 12 ancient ware gate will be confronted by Lu Peng."

"Wow

Luo Cheng's voice just fell, and the ancient ware door exploded.

"Damn it, it's too bad. It's really a fight with a monk!"

"Well, a place was wasted."

"Elder martial brothers Lu Peng and Shen Lang..."

The disciples of the ancient ware sect have a lot of discussions.

All the elders looked at each other with dissatisfaction. The disciples were finally promoted to the tenth round, but they didn't expect that there would be a fight with the same sect.

There is no doubt that the ancient ware gate suffered a great loss.

"Elder martial brother, this..." Xia Shan'er frowned. Although she was simple in mind, she could also guess that Lu Peng had deliberately done it.

"Ha ha, I finally have a chance to fight with the scum Shen Lang, just like me!"

Lu Peng's mouth showed a grim smile.

Shen Lang glanced at Lu Peng. No wonder this guy followed him just now. It turned out that he peeped at his own jade card number and deliberately picked a jade card with an adjacent serial number.

Ning Xiaoyao's jade foot gently kicked Shen Lang and said, "Shen Lang, give Lu Peng that stubborn guy a little color to see and see, won this war!"

Shen Lang was slightly surprised, and the voice responded, "I'll do my best."

In full view of the public, Lu Peng took the lead in flying out of the ancient ware Gate stand. Like a gymnast, Lu Peng made a 360 ° back somersault and landed on the arena.

Shen Lang also flew to the arena and stood with Lu Peng on each side.

There was a commotion inside and outside the square. The disciples of the ancient ware sect didn't know who to refuel for. They could only watch silently.

The other six immortal sect disciples were all gloating.

Xia Shan'er looks complicated. She always feels that elder martial brother Lu Peng is getting deeper and deeper. She has always been so bad-minded. It is estimated that there will be no good results.

Ning Xiaoyao was happy to watch the opera. In the previous several arena battles, Shen Lang hardly showed his strength. This time I met Lu Peng, I should be able to see the real strength of Shen Lang.

She can't wait to see what this man has to do to kill the yellow lion king.

In the center of the square arena, Shen Lang and Lu Peng looked at each other for a while, and the atmosphere was at a crossfire.

"Well, younger martial brother Shen, I didn't expect that you and I would run into each other. Elder martial brother is really distressed."

Lu Peng deliberately put on a sad appearance to cover up the secret joy in his heart.

Shen Lang was too lazy to break through Lu Peng's acting skills. He also entered the film emperor mode and said in a deep voice: "I feel very sad to have a big war with elder martial brother Lu! Maybe when you get excited, you will get rid of the elder martial brother. "

Hearing the sarcasm, Lu Peng's face became gloomy for a moment, but soon returned to normal again. He said with a fake smile: "usually, elder martial brother will let you do everything, but the quota for this hunting trial is too important. Elder martial brother can't let you go any more. If the elder martial brother's hand is heavier, please don't blame him! "

"Each other, younger martial brother, when I fight with others, I don't care what I do. Elder martial brother's best to pay attention to it!"Shen Lang shrugged and sneered.

Seeing Shen Lang's arrogant appearance, Lu Peng couldn't pretend to go on. He wanted to kill the son of a bitch now. He said in a sharp voice, "no more nonsense. Younger martial brother, take up the move!"

"The fifth stage fairyland, Geng Jin robs thunder!"

Lu Peng's hands quickly formed a Dharma seal, and his mouth let out a thunderous drink. He pushed out his palms and made two spiral golden thunder beams in his palms.

"Boom

Two spiral golden thunder beams, like huge waves, swept towards the Shen wave.

It is worthy of the five thunder method, Geng Jin robs thunder. Shen Lang feels palpitation because of his powerful power. This time, Shen Lang didn't fight back with the sword area. He wanted to try his new magic power.

"The fifth stage fairyland, GUI Shui Yin Lei!"

In the dark, the two thunderous waves suddenly rolled out, and the black thunder waves came out.

The next moment.

"Boom! Boom!"

Gold thunder and black thunder interweave and collide, burst out the extremely harsh explosion sound, shaking the earth! The terrifying energy collides around the square and is resisted by the defensive prohibitions rising around the square.

The two five thunder methods collided, and Qianqiu city square seemed to have a magnitude 10 earthquake, which made a group of monks watching the war feel awe inspiring.

"Gui GUI Shui Yin Lei? No, it can't be! How could you have learned the magic power? "

Lu Peng held back his strength and kept releasing the Gengjin Jielei. He was surprised to find that Shen Lang was using the five thunder method, and Guishui Yin thunder, which was the most difficult to practice.

What was even more surprising was the elder of the ancient ware gate in the stands.

"Am I right? That's five thunder Fagui water Yin thunder?"

"Look at that breath, it should be GUI Shui Yin Lei, no doubt!"

"No, GUI Shui Yin Lei is the most difficult lightning stroke skill among the five thunder methods. No one in our school has learned it for tens of millions of years. How can a young disciple who has just started to master these five thunder techniques?"

The heads of the ancient artifacts were shocked.

Nangong Mo's old face was moved slightly, and his eyes turned to He Jian, who was still in surprise. He said indifferently, "elder He Jian, are you really a good believer?"

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