The gloomy ice light wheel with curved wheel spines like a slippery loach, and it can't be used at all!

The moment the sea seal hit the Yin Ice Light Wheel, the sea seal was directly slid out like a plate on the ice.

Not only did it slip out, but the moment the Yin Luo Ice Shatter touched the sea, it was like a tide that spread to the sea-covering seal, covering most of the place where the sea-covering seal was covered in an instant.

Shocked Yun Ce's divine thoughts, the sea seal was full of brilliance, and it shook away the Yin Luo Ice Demon.

After shaking away Yin Luo Bingsha, Yun Ce was relieved, but in the next moment, his face became a little miserable.

Because the Yin Ice Light Wheel has already hit his chest!

Bang!

A violent brilliance erupted in Yun Ce's chest.

Unexpectedly, the bombardment of such a terrifying inferior spirit weapon only made Yun Ce retreat a few dozen meters, except for the tragic change in his face, there was no injury, of course, the layer of blue to black Yin Luo Ice Shatter that suddenly covered Zhou's body also made Yun Ce busy for a while.

"Defensive spiritual weapon, Yun Ce has a defensive spiritual weapon on his body!" Everyone realized this, and Yan Yijun, who was fighting, was no exception.

"And the lower grade spirit armor to protect you?, then I want to see, how long can you last?" With a loud bang, the Yin Demon Ice Light Wheel that had just bounced up screamed and slammed into Yun Ce again.

"This one: Battle, we Qingyun Castle admit defeat!"

Unexpectedly, the voice of Yun Chongxiao, the castle lord of Qingyun Castle, sounded, which made all the martial artists in the audience show a look of surprise, this battle is going on to a wonderful point, why did he suddenly admit defeat?

Although Yun Ce is slightly inferior at this time, the battle between masters, a small difference, can be overturned. Moreover, after this battle, there is still one night to recover, so why give up?

Yun Ce was also stunned.

When he heard the voice, he even glanced back at the main cloud chongxiao of qingyun castle in disbelief, but. He only saw the latter nod firmly at him.

Almost the moment when Yun Chongxiao took the initiative to admit defeat, Wu Mengshan, who was presiding over the competition, sank and fell between Yan Yijun and Yun Ce.

As the strongest contender of Qingyun Castle, Wu Mengshan didn't want to be left behind in terms of rules.

"Hmph, it's your fate!"

With a cold snort, Yan Yijun turned around to the side of Wanxinglou, while Yun Ce walked off the competition platform with some despair. The fact that they took the initiative to admit defeat hit the arrogant Yun Ce very hard.

Why Qingyun Fort took the initiative to admit defeat, Ye Zhen was also a little puzzled at first. But after a little aftertaste, I figured out the real reason for admitting defeat.

Strategy, but also a strategy to achieve the ultimate victory.

Among the five major forces, Wanxinglou and the Immortal Sect, which are only two martial artists left at this time, are completely soy sauce, and the Immortal Sect, where the main martial artist Li Kechu died in battle, is the soy sauce in the soy sauce.

And Wanxinglou, even if Yan Yijun wins the first place. It's only three hundred points, counting Xing Fei, who lost four games in a row. Wanxinglou's points will definitely not exceed three hundred and fifty points.

Qingyun Castle has already killed Yun Feng with thirty points, and there are three others, among which Yun Ce has no problem in making it to the top three, and after Yun Xinhui tomorrow, he can also score more than seventy points.

In addition, Yun Yue of Qingyun Fort also got twenty points today. And most of the encounters are strong, and the score in the next two days will only be more.

In this way, Qingyun Castle's score could easily exceed three hundred and fifty points, or even reach four hundred points.

So, in the eyes of Qingyun Castle. Wan Xinglou is not their opponent at all.

Their opponents should be the Heavenly Romans and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, especially the Heavenly Romans, who were their biggest opponents on this trip.

Instead of letting Yun Ce fight with Yan Yijun with his death force, it is better to take the initiative to admit defeat, preserve his strength, and let Yan Yijun inflict greater casualties on other forces.

In short, this direct admission of defeat has only benefits, no harm.

This is the strategy of Qingyun Castle.

Immediately after that, the last game of the fifth round was staged, and this last game didn't matter to others, but for the Sun and Moon God Cult, it was very crucial.

In the eighth game of the fifth round, No. 8 Zuo Xiong fought against No. 13 Zhao Xiuming, a martial artist from the Immortal Sect's Casting Vein Realm Triple Zhao Xiuming.

Both are in similar shape, having been injured in the first two rounds, but have recovered from their strengths.

However, Zhao Xiuming is obviously not in the state!

Maybe because of Li Kechu's death, there is no hope for the Immortal Sect, and Zhao Xiuming has a feeling of absent-mindedness.

"Xiu Ming, although our Immortal Sect no longer has the possibility of winning the final victory, if you are able to kill Zuo Xiong of the Sun Moon God Sect in this battle, the promise made by the Sect Master before the war is still valid!" Yin Changsheng, the leader of the Immortal Sect, had a gloomy face.

"Sect Master, don't worry!" With a raised eyebrows, Zhao Xiuming strode onto the martial arts platform.

"Zuo Xiong, die!"

In the roar, Zhao Xiuming of the Immortal Sect immediately fought with Zuo Xiong.

This battle is a real bloody battle.

Both of them belong to the kind of brave and violent type of martial artists, with fists to the flesh, and they both have desperate intentions, almost attracting blood.

After a few moves, the battle entered a white heat.

As before, at the critical moment, Zuo Xiong broke out his bravery again, and at the cost of countless small injuries, his entire left hand and half of his left arm were shattered, he punched Zhao Xiuming with three punches, and Zhao Xiuming's ribs were broken, and the blood sprayed wildly and fell out of the competition platform, winning this competition extremely tragically.

"Sect Master, my subordinates have completed the task ahead of schedule!"

When Zuo Xiong was covered in blood and gritted his teeth and stood in front of Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong, that tragic appearance and momentum made even Ye Zhen a little shocked.

"Good, good, good!"

Jian Qianxiong, who was very happy, had already stood up excitedly, and Zuo Xiong's sentence of completing the task ahead of schedule was actually true.

Zuo Xiong got the sixty points stipulated by the sect leader Jian Qianxiong in advance.

Of course, there are only five competitions a day, and it is impossible for Zuo Xiong to score 60 points.

However, Zuo Xiong's luck is better today, except for encountering a direct admission of defeat by Shang Lingqi, the son of the Demon Voice, the other people who fought against him were either seriously injured or of equal strength.

With bravery, with the spirit of not dying. Zuo Xiong successfully defeated three opponents, plus drew Xie Zhi a bye, and on the first day, Zuo Xiong got a total of 40 points.

And there are two warriors who died in battle today, namely Li Kechu and Yun Fei.

In other words. In the next two days, Zuo Xiong will be able to get 20 points even if he doesn't fight a battle, and the goal of 60 points will be completed.

Even, as long as the luck is not too bad, it is possible for Zuo Xiong to get 80 or even 90 points.

"Very good, very good, the dignity of the Cult needs warriors like you to defend it. As he spoke, Jian Qianxiong proudly glanced at Yin Changsheng, the leader of the Immortal Sect with a blue face.

Over there. Yin Changsheng saw Zhao Xiuming who was blown away, and he was almost so angry that he vomited blood. Not to mention that the main martial artists were killed by others, even other martial artists were directly blown away by others!

What's this called?

"Zuo Xiong, your limb is disabled today, all for the reason that the Divine Sect is desperate, don't worry, this seat will definitely not watch the warriors who are desperate for the Divine Sect fall disabled!"

"No. This is a bottle of Essence Blood Complex Pill, with a total of twelve pills. After the return to the soul conference, you take one pill a day, and then use spiritual power to catalyze, and in less than ten days, your severed left hand can grow again. With a little tempering, it won't take more than three months for you to be back to the same as before!" Jian Qianxiong rewarded on the spot!

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Zuo Xiong was completely excited, and Ye Zhen was also a little surprised when he watched it from the sidelines.

Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong still has a bit of a heroic bearing, as far as Ye Zhen knows. The Essence Blood Complex Pill is very precious, and the price on the Ten Thousand Star Disk is as high as 200,000 pieces of medium-grade spirit crystal, which is still the kind that has no price.

And Jian Qianxiong was able to give a bottle on the spot.

The first day of the competition ended with Zuo Xiong's crushing victory.

But dramatically, on the first day, it turned out to be the Sun Moon Divine Sect that received the most total points.

After five games on the first day, Qingyun Castle was abolished at the beginning, and later killed one in battle, while Yun Ce lost another game, with a total of only 100 points.

The situation of Tianluomen was slightly better, one of the four was abolished in the opening game, Shang Lingqi won all, and the other two had their own wins and losses, with a total of 110 points.

There are only three people in the Sun Moon Divine Sect, but Ye Zhen won all of them, Nian Xinghe won four games and accumulated forty points, and Zuo Xiong won four games and accumulated forty points, and the total points reached one hundred and thirty points, temporarily ranking first.

On the first day of Wanxinglou, Yan Yijun was in his prime, but Xing Fei was all negative, with only fifty points.

The worst thing is the Immortal Sect, Zhao Xiuming and Man He'an only won one game and lost the other, counting the ten points obtained by the white bone boy Li Kechu before he died, a total of only twenty points were obtained.

This situation made the sect leader Jian Qianxiong very happy, and even personally healed Zuo Xiong's injuries, so that Zuo Xiong could get more points tomorrow.

Some people are happy, some people are worried!

The Sun Moon Divine Sect's side was one hundred and thirty points ahead, and its overall strength was almost undamaged, which made Tianluo Gate and Qingyun Castle unable to sit still.

"No, we must curb the momentum of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, this Ye Zhen has the strength to kill Li Kechu, then he has the strength to enter the top three. If he is allowed to finish in the top three, it is not impossible to win the final victory with their leading trend!"

In a huge tent halfway up the Xianguang Mountain, the Heavenly Sect Lord Wu Mengshan had a solemn face, "Ling Qi, tomorrow you meet any martial artist of the Sun Moon God Sect, as long as he is on the field, he will use thunderbolt means to kill, even if your final killing move is exposed, he will not hesitate to do so!"

After speaking, Wu Mengshan's gaze looked at the other three again, "You guys, listen to my orders when the time comes, and be careful to accumulate points!"

The same scene also happened in the tent where Qingyun Castle was located.

"Ce'er, tomorrow, as long as you encounter the warriors of the Tianluo Gate and the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, you will be ruthless, and you must kill one or two, otherwise, if we Qingyun Castle want to win the right to use this superb spiritual vein, it will be dangerous!"

"Don't worry, Patriarch, I won't let you down!" Yun Ce said.

"Patriarch, now there are only three people left in our Qingyun Castle, Yun Yue's strength is afraid that it is a little weaker, without the support of the lower grade spirit weapon, he will fight tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I am afraid that he will lose more and win less!" said the clan elder Yun Chonggao.

"Third child, what do you mean?" asked Patriarch Yun Chongxiao.

"Isn't there no inferior spiritual weapon in the clan?"

"However, even if it is given now, it will be too late in time, and besides, Yun Yue's cultivation is very average, I'm afraid I won't be able to urge the lower grade spirit weapon a few times?"

"Patriarch, I helped Yun Yue refine overnight, although I can't let Yun Yue control as he wants tomorrow, but there is still no problem with where to fight. ”

"It's fine!" (To be continued......) R1292