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In a short time, the battle of the five battle platforms was over.

There was a brief silence.

Everyone cheered up.

According to the rules of the previous edition, the last few rounds of showdowns.

It will all be held on the central platform.

Buzzing!!

The sound of the Tianjiao token trembling.

It sounded abruptly in the silent arena.

Everyone is a master.

The slightest noise was immediately noticeable.

Everyone followed the prestige, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

The person who made a trembling sound from the Tianjiao token.

It's Ao Wushuang and Han Chizawa.

The first battle will start with two people.

In the stands, Ao Wushuang's tall body stood up.

With an indifferent face, he stepped out and landed on the central platform.

At the same time, the figure of Han Qianze.

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 carried his left hand behind his back.

With his right hand raised, he said.

"Proud of you, you can't help but put your own posture.

It's too high, isn't it?"

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!"

Proud of his flat face, he has the confidence to be invincible.

In his heart, no one can let him use all his strength, not even the Ninth Princess, who is talented against the sky.

Although the ninth princess is talented, it is against the sky.

But the cultivation is too poor.

"You're so arrogant!"

Han Qianze's face was ugly, and the other party was contemptuous.

It made him angry in his heart.

"Arrogance?"

Ao Wushuang chuckled.

The breath on his body spread, and the void trembled.

"What?

Han Qianze's eyes suddenly bulged.

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!"

"Proud of the strength.

It's invincible at the same level.

Now step into the fivefold realm of Wu Yuan.

Who else is his opponent?"

"This Tianjiao Competition.

First, there is no suspense!"

"yes, it's up to the rest of you.

How to compete for the next place!"

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.

Proud of the strength of the unparalleled.

Already powerful excessive.

Now that they have stepped into the Wuyuan Realm Fivefold, do they still have any hope of victory?

Su Ren's eyes narrowed slightly.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the arrogance on the stage, and his face was also very solemn.

The strength of this person.

I'm afraid that I can easily kill an ordinary Martial Yuan Realm eightfold martial artist.

This kind of strength is indeed invincible.

But.

Su Ren thought that he still had the Silent Extinguishing Sword Qi.

and sword cultivation amplification, this super hole card, 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 on the same level.

is not defeated by the other party, and now the other party is one year higher than him, how can 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 slapped out with all his might.

Suddenly, the cold air gushed.

A giant icy palm.

Roaring away to 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 light of the Nine Heavens.

It is even more dazzling than the dragon luck on the proud peerless body.

The fist passed, and all the cold was extinguished.

The Ice Palm Print exploded instantly.

In the next breath, the fist came to Han Qianze's body.

Sou!

Han Qianze's figure retreated sharply.

At the same time, the cold qi on the body gushed out, and the thick ice defense was outside the body.

Rumble!

Golden fist.

Lightning slammed into the ice in front of Han Qianze.

There was a bang, and a huge amount of ice exploded.

Burst!

A stream of blood erupted from Han Qianze's mouth.

Injured again, the whole person flew upside down like a cannonball, and flew directly out of the battle platform.

One punch, Han Qianze is defeated!

The entire martial arts arena was silent.

is as strong as Han Qianze, and he can't catch Ao Wushuang's random punch.

Ao Wushuang's strength has surpassed other geniuses by much, much.

It's simply not an equal fight.

Completely crushed.

Less.

Ao Wushuang devoured part of Han Qianze's dragon fortune.

His dragon fortune has increased by a zhang or so.

Reached ninety-three zhang.

Looking at his ninety-three zhang long dragon luck.

Ao Wushuang took a deep breath.

He expects his dragon fortune to break through a hundred zhang long.

Once the dragon luck breaks through a hundred zhang.

can open the True Yuan God Realm.

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The battle between Ao Wushuang and Han Chizawa is over.

Soon, the second battle began.

In the second scene, Hong Qingtian faced Mo Yue.

Hong Qingtian and Mo Yue.

One is the six princes of the Tianhong royal family.

One 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 air of a king, as if he was a real emperor.

And the Mo Yue opposite him.

But it's just the opposite of him.

The black robe and bloodthirsty eyes give people an eerie feeling.

Hall of Blood.

It is a demon sect, and it is cruel by nature.

It has already made the six major forces extremely disgusted.

If it weren't for the fear that the strength of the Blood Luo Hall was too strong, the six major forces would have destroyed it a long time ago.

After the two came to power.

Without saying a word, he immediately started fighting.

"Eight Desolation Palms!"

Hong Qingtian slapped his palm towards Mo Yue

Palm Wai Hehe.

Megatron Eight Desolations.

"Broken!"

Mo Yue stretched out his miserable white palm.

The same slapped back.

The palm prints were shattered at the same time, and the two were evenly divided.

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

Mo Yue snorted coldly.

Immediately rushed towards Hongqingtian.

Mo Yue's figure changed in mid-air.

One to two, two to four.

In the blink of an eye, sixteen figures appeared.

It rushed towards the sky in a fan shape.

Sixteen figures are real and false.

It's hard to tell.

"Blood Demon Mudra!"

Sixteen Demon Yue struck almost simultaneously.

Sixteen huge blood-colored palm prints crushed towards Hong Qingtian.

"What?"

Hong Qingtian was taken aback.

Sixteen Demon Yue shot at the same time.

The power is simply earth-shattering.

Swish!

Hong Qingtian didn't dare to block hard.

The figure quickly dodged, narrowly avoiding the past.

Sou!

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

"Extinguish!"

Hong Qingtian came out with both palms.

Immediately bombarded the figures of four of them.

"Oh no, it's a phantom!"

Hong Qingtian's face changed.

These sixteen figures of Moyue, except for one real body, are all phantoms, and they have no real attack power at all.

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

Thundered!!

Then.

The other twelve Demon Yue struck at the same time again, and the twelve blood-colored palm prints blocked all of Hong Qingtian's dodging space.

"Which one is the real attack?"

The sky is in a hurry, and there are twelve attacks.

Each one is so real, as if all of them were real.

He couldn't tell the difference at all.

Which one is the real attack.

Drink!

At the moment of emergency, Hong Qingtian came out with both palms.

Blasted into the two blood-colored palm prints.

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.

Those two blood-colored palm prints that were attacked by Hong Qingtian.

All of them were phantoms, and they were shattered.

Rumble!

The other ten palm prints slammed into Hong Qingtian's body.

One of them was the real attack of the Demon Yue.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and the true vitality cover on Hong Qingtian's body.

It only lasted a blink of an eye, and it shattered.

The aftermath of the bloody palm print hit Hong Qingtian's body.

In an instant, Hong Qingtian was knocked back hundreds of meters.

A hint of crimson flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Hong Qingtian, defeat!"

Mo Yue's body shape transformed into sixteen figures again.

Rush to the sky.

"You want to beat me so easily?

Hongqing snorted coldly.

The figure soared into the sky, and the Dao Dao palm prints surged wildly towards the Demon Yue.

The figure of Mo Yue is constantly shattered.

But again.

With sixteen phantoms, Mo Yue suppressed Hong Qingtian to the 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 has never been able to see the true body of Mo Yue.

He was defeated and retreated, and he was not lightly injured in a short time.

A few rounds later.

Hong Qingtian was finally defeated and was knocked off the battlefield by Moyue.

devoured part of the dragon fortune of Hong Qingtian.

Mo Yue stepped off the battlefield.

Before stepping off the stage, though.

Mo Yue glanced at Su Ren from afar, and the blood in his eyes flashed.

Su Ren frowned slightly.

He naturally saw Mo Yue's gaze, but he didn't know what the other party meant.

Moyue defeated Hong Qingtian.

There were not many surprises for everyone, when the two of them were in the last session, the gap was not big, and this time the magic more turned defeat into victory.

That's 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 Sakura take the stage.

On the battle platform, the ordinary face is lifeless and expressionless.

He carried a black iron sword on his back.

The whole person is like an immovable green pine.

But the Haotian wood cherry tree on the other side.

But he didn't dare to be careless at all, and his face was solemn to the extreme.

Haotian Mu Sakura came to the stage.

He covered his body with a thick body protection element.

The glass-colored true yuan in his hand surged, and his face was vigilant.

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

Boom!

The long sword is unsheathed, and the sword light is not visible.

I saw a black light sweep across the void and disappear 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, and Haotian Mu Sakura retreated more than ten meters.

Her glass-like jade hands.

A white mark appeared, and the glazed jade hand was almost broken.

The lifeless figure moved.

Like a sharp sword piercing the void, it instantly rushed towards Haotian Mu Sakura.

An unrivaled edge was released.

The sharp sword intent formed an illusory sword shadow above the silent head.

The first move of lifelessness.

Just try Haotian Mu Sakura's strength.

This move began to use the power of sword intent.

Shout!

A sword slashed out.

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 is not very powerful.

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, without the slightest power to resist.

Swish!

Haotian Mu Sakura's body retreated rapidly.

When the sword light was about to arrive, he directly retreated from the battle platform.

No wins!

Devoured part of Haotian Mu Sakura's dragon fortune.

Wusheng turned and returned, and he didn't say a word the whole time.

Buzzing~~

Su Ren's Tianjiao token shook.

In the fourth battle, it was his turn.

Sou!

Su Ren flew onto the battle platform.

At this time, his opponent also fell on the battle stage.

Su Ren turned his head to look.

It's actually Huoling.

Wow!

There was a moment of silence in the arena.

Immediately, there was an astonishing wave of sound.

Su Ren's popularity is very high.

won all the way, and even defeated Han Qianze, who ranked sixth in the last Tianjiao list, no one dared 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 Nine Princesses have an invincible defense.

In order to defeat Huoling, and Su Ren is a swordsman, so he doesn't have any powerful means of defense at all!"