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After a short time, the battle of the five battle platforms was over, and the scene fell into a brief silence.

Everyone cheered up, and according to the rules of the previous sessions, the last few rounds of duels will all be held on the central platform.

Buzzing!!

The trembling voice of Tianjiao token sounded abruptly in the silent martial arts arena.

Everyone is a master, and everyone can immediately notice the slight sound, and everyone follows the reputation, and their eyes suddenly light up.

The people who made a trembling voice from the Tianjiao token were Ao Wushuang and Han Qianze.

The first battle will start with two people.

In the stands, Ao Wushuang's tall body stood up, his face was indifferent, and he stepped out and landed on the central platform.

At the same time, Han Qianze's figure also flew onto the battlefield and landed opposite Ao Wushuang.

Han Qianze's face was extremely solemn, he didn't expect to meet Ao Wushuang at the beginning.

"Han Qianze, let's shoot!"

Ao Wushuang put his left hand behind his back, raised his right hand, and said.

"Ao Wushuang, you can't help but put your posture too high, right?"

Han Qianze's face sank, and he shouted, "Do you want to defeat me with just one hand!"

"No one can let me use my hands!"

Ao Wushuang shook his head and said proudly, "One hand is enough to crush you!"

Ao Wushuang's face is flat, he has invincible self-confidence, in his heart, no one can let him use all his strength, even the ninth princess with a talent against the sky, he can't do it.

Although the ninth princess has a talent against the sky, her cultivation is too poor.

"You're so arrogant!"

Han Qianze's face was ugly, and the other party's contempt made him angry in his heart.

"Arrogance?"

Ao Wushuang chuckled, the aura on his body spread, and the void trembled.

"What?

Han Qianze's eyes suddenly bulged, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Oh my God, it turns out that Ao Wushuang has already stepped into the fivefold realm of the Wuyuan Realm!"

"Ao Wushuang's strength is already invincible at the same level, and now he has stepped into the fifth level of the Wuyuan Realm, who else is his opponent?"

"In this Tianjiao Competition, there is no suspense about the first!"

"Yes, it's up to the rest of the people to compete for the next ranking!"

There was an uproar in the stands, and there was a lot of discussion.

Nine Princesses, Mo Yue, Wusheng and other top ten people in Dragon Luck frowned.

Ao Wushuang's strength, which was already too powerful, now that he has stepped into the fifth level of the Martial Yuan Realm, do they still have any hope of victory?

Su Ren's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes stared at the arrogant Wushuang on the stage tightly, and his face was also extremely solemn.

This person's strength is afraid that he can easily kill an ordinary Martial Yuan Realm eightfold martial artist, and this kind of strength is indeed invincible.

However, Su Ren thought that he still had the sword qi of annihilation and the super hole card of devouring the martial soul, and his heart was slightly relieved.

This man is not invincible either!

On the battle platform.

Han Qianze's face was ugly, he had fought with Ao Wushuang at the same level, but he was not defeated by the other party, and now the other party was one year higher than him, how could he fight.

However, as a peerless genius, it is impossible for Han Qianze to admit defeat,

"Nine Shadows Cold Ice Palm!"

With a roar, Han Qianze struck out a palm with all his might, and suddenly the cold air gushed out, and a huge ice giant palm roared towards Ao Wushuang.

Even if he is defeated, Han Qianze will have to fight.

"One punch is enough to defeat you!"

Ao Wushuang chuckled, his palm slowly clenched, and a fist shot straight out.

"Son of Heaven Divine Fist!"

The golden fist was like the Nine Heavens Divine Light, which was even more dazzling than the dragon luck on the Proud Peerless body.

The fist passed, all the cold qi was extinguished, the cold ice palm print exploded instantly, and in the next breath, the fist came to Han Qianze's body.

Sou!

Han Qianze's body retreated violently, and at the same time, the cold qi on his body gushed out, and the thick ice defense was outside the body.

Rumble!

The golden fist slammed into the ice in front of Han Qianze like lightning, and with a bang, the huge ice exploded.

Burst!

A stream of blood spurted out of Han Qianze's mouth, and he was injured again, and the whole person flew out upside down like a cannonball, flying directly out of the battle platform.

One punch, Han Qianze is defeated!

The entire martial arts arena was silent, as strong as Han Qianze, and he couldn't catch Ao Wushuang's random punch, Ao Wushuang's strength had surpassed other geniuses by much.

This is simply an unequal battle, a complete crushing.

In a few moments, Ao Wushuang devoured part of Han Qianze's dragon fortune, and his dragon fortune increased by about one zhang, reaching ninety-three zhang.

Looking at his ninety-three zhang long dragon fortune, Ao Wushuang took a deep breath, he was expecting his dragon fortune to break through the length of a hundred zhang.

Once the dragon fortune breaks through the hundred zhang, it can open the Firmament Divine Realm.

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The battle between Ao Wushuang and Han Qianze ended, and soon, the second battle began.

In the second scene, Hong Qingtian faced Mo Yue.

Hong Qingtian and Mo Yue are two, one is the sixth prince of the Tianhong Imperial Family, and the other is the young master of the Blood Luo Palace, and the two ranked fifth and eighth respectively in the last Tianjiao list.

On the battle platform, Hong Qingtian, who was dressed in a python robe, had the aura of a king, as if he was a real emperor.

And Mo Yue opposite him was just the opposite of him, with a black robe and bloodthirsty eyes, giving people an eerie feeling.

The Blood Luo Palace, which is a demon sect, is cruel by nature, and has already made the six major forces extremely disgusted, if it weren't for the fear that the Blood Luo Palace's strength is too strong, the six major forces would have destroyed it a long time ago.

After the two came to the stage, they immediately started fighting without saying a word.

"Eight Desolation Palms!"

Hong Qingtian slapped his palm towards Mo Yue, and his palm was mighty, and he was shocked.

"Broken!"

Mo Yue stretched out his miserable white palm, and also slapped back, and the palm print was shattered at the same time, and the two were equally divided.

"Hong Qingtian, today, you are no longer my opponent!"

Mo Yue snorted coldly, and immediately rushed towards Hong Qingtian.

Mo Yue's figure changed in mid-air, one into two, two into four, and in the blink of an eye, sixteen figures appeared, rushing towards Hong Qingtian in a fan shape.

Sixteen figures are virtual and real, making it difficult to distinguish between reality.

"Blood Demon Mudra!"

Sixteen Demon Yue attacked almost at the same time, and sixteen huge blood-colored palm prints crushed towards Hong Qingtian.

"What?"

Hong Qingtian was shocked, and the sixteen demon Yue attacked at the same time, and the power was simply earth-shattering.

Swish!

Hong Qingtian didn't dare to block hard, his body quickly dodged, and he avoided it dangerously.

Sou!

At this time, the sixteen figures of the Demon Yue had already hurriedly surrounded them.

"Extinguish!"

Hong Qingtian put out his palms together, and immediately destroyed the figures of four of the Demon Yue.

"Oh no, it's a phantom!"

Hong Qingtian's face changed, these sixteen figures of Moyue, except for one real body, were all phantoms, and they had no real attack power at all.

The power of the attack displayed was all an illusion to confuse the opponent.

Thundered!!

At this time, the other twelve Demon Yue attacked at the same time again, and the twelve blood-colored palm prints blocked all of Hong Qingtian's dodge space.

"Which one is the real attack?"

The vast blue sky is in a hurry, and the twelve attacks, each of which is so real, as if all of them are real existences.

He couldn't tell which one was the real attack.

Drink!

At the moment of emergency, Hong Qingtian's palms came out together, blasting towards the two blood-colored palm prints in it.

At the same time, the True Yuan in his body was agitated, and the strong True Yuan was blessed outside the body, forming a solid True Yuan shield.

The two blood-colored palm prints that were attacked by Hong Qingtian were all phantoms, and they were instantly shattered.

Rumble!

The other ten palm prints slammed into Hong Qingtian's body, and one of them was the real attack of Moyue.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the True Yuan Qi Cover on Hong Qingtian's body only resisted a blink of an eye before it shattered.

The aftermath of the bloody palm print hit Hong Qingtian's body, instantly knocking Hong Qingtian back hundreds of meters, and a trace of crimson flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hong Qingtian, defeat!"

Mo Yue's body transformed into sixteen figures again, rushing towards Hong Qingtian.

"You want to beat me so easily?

Hongqing snorted coldly, his figure rose to the sky, and the Dao Dao palm print surged towards the demon Yue frantically.

Mo Yue's figure continued to shatter, but it reappeared, with sixteen phantoms, Mo Yue suppressed Hong Qingtian to death.

Boom Boom Boom!!

On the entire battle platform, huge palm prints roared vertically and horizontally, and the figure of Demon Yue was shattered everywhere.

But Hong Qingtian was never able to see the true body of Mo Yue, and he was defeated and retreated, and he was not lightly injured in a short time.

After a few rounds, Hong Qingtian was finally defeated and was knocked off the battlefield by Moyue.

Devoured part of Hong Qingtian's dragon fortune, and Mo Yue stepped off the battlefield.

However, before stepping off the battle platform, Mo Yue glanced at Su Ren from a distance, and the blood in his eyes flashed.

Su Ren frowned slightly, he naturally saw Mo Yue's gaze, and he didn't know what the other party meant.

Mo Yue defeated Hong Qingtian, everyone did not have many surprises, when the two of them were in the last session, the gap was not big, and this time Mo Yue turned defeat into victory, which is normal.

Next, in the third battle, Wusheng vs. Haotian Sakura.

"Haotian Mu Sakura is definitely not a lifeless opponent!"

"Yes, Wusheng's strength is even stronger than Huoling, and he is second only to Ao Wushuang. ”

"In this competition, maybe only Wusheng and the Ninth Princess can barely compete with Ao Wushuang in a few moves!"

In the midst of everyone's discussion, Wusheng and Haotian Mu Sakura took the stage.

On the battle platform, the ordinary lifeless face was expressionless, carrying a black iron long sword on his back, and the whole person was like an immobile green pine.

But Haotian Mu Sakura on the other side didn't dare to be careless at all, and his face was extremely solemn.

As soon as Haotian Mu Sakura came to the stage, he covered his body with a thick body protection true yuan, and the glass-colored true yuan in his hand surged, with a vigilant look.

The two stared at each other for a few breaths, and then Wusheng made a move.

Boom!

The long sword was unsheathed, and there was no sword light, only a black light swept across the void and disappeared in a flash.

In the next breath, the black sword light suddenly flashed in front of Haotian Mu Sakura.

"Extinguish!"

Haotian Mu Yingjiao drank, and the glass-like palm instantly slapped on the sword light.

Bang!

The sword qi collapsed, Haotian Mu Sakura retreated more than ten meters, and a white mark appeared on her glass-like jade hand, and the glazed jade hand was almost broken.

The lifeless figure moved, like a sharp sword piercing the void, and instantly rushed towards Haotian Mu Sakura.

An incomparable blade was released, and the fierce sword intent formed an illusory sword shadow above the silent head.

Wusheng's first move was just to test Haotian Mu Sakura's strength, and this move began to use the power of sword intent.

Shout!

A sword slashed out, and a black sword light tens of meters long, like a fine light, separated the heavens and the earth, and slashed towards Haotian Mu Sakura.

This sword does not have much power, some are just peerless sharpness, cutting through everything.

"This ......"

Haotian Mu Sakura's face was full of horror, she had no doubt that under this sword, she would be cut in half in an instant, and she would not have the strength to resist.

Swish!

Haotian Mu Sakura's body retreated rapidly, and when the sword light was about to arrive, she directly retreated from the battle platform.

No wins!

After devouring part of Haotian Mu Sakura's dragon fortune, Wusheng turned around and returned, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Buzzing~~

Su Ren's Tianjiao Token shook, and in the fourth battle, it was time for him to play.

Sou!

Su Ren flew onto the battle platform, and at this time, his opponent also landed on the battle platform.

Su Ren turned his head and saw that it was actually Huoling.

Wow!

There was silence in the arena for a moment, and then an astonishing sound erupted.

Su Ren's popularity is very high, he has won all the way, and even defeated Han Qianze, who ranked sixth in the last Tianjiao List, no one dares to underestimate him.

"I wonder if Su Ren can defeat Huoling again and create another miracle?"

"The Ninth Princess, the strongest dark horse, defeated the Fire Tomb, if Su Ren can also defeat the Fire Tomb, then it is not weaker than the Nine Princesses at all!"

"It's difficult! The Ninth Princess has an invincible defense to defeat Huoling, and Su Ren is a swordsman, so there is no powerful defense at all!"