"You better do your best!"

Zhuo Long looked at the desolate dragon and said, he has the Divine Slayer Sword, one of the ten ancient famous swords, in his hand, when the battle really starts, he can completely suppress the Holy Body Realm, the Desolate Dragon is only the Holy Body Realm, and no matter how strong his body is, it may not be able to block his Divine Slayer Sword.

The desolate dragon nodded, Zhuo Long was an opponent worthy of respect, and immediately paid attention to it, the desolate qi in his body surrounded his arms, and the ancient aura spread out from his body, forming a powerful aura in the five meters around his body.

Zhuo Long glanced at it, he didn't have any qi in his body, only a powerful body, exuding holy light, his body moved like a sharp sword rushing towards the desolate dragon, the desolate dragon laughed loudly, and the dragon and tiger roared between the opening and closing of his hands, shaking the sky and the earth.

Old man Yi Xiao watched the two fight, and nodded secretly, he took the path of swordsmanship, so he admired Zhuo Long more.

Zhuo Long is a real swordsman, the sword light is simple and unpretentious, there is no fancy sword energy, some only have light and shadow, light and shadow can kill.

The desolate dragon knew that Zhuo Long was powerful, and he didn't dare to be careless, and the surging power of the desolation in his body was running, with the dragon seal in his left hand and the tiger mark in his right hand, and he hit Zhuo Long. Zhuo Long is a sanctification of the flesh, which is definitely stronger than the body of his holy body realm, and he can't be careless.

Phew!

The sword light pierced through the tiger mark and slashed towards the right hand of the desolate dragon, his eyes were wide open, and the dragon mark of his left hand slapped towards the sword light, at this time, Zhuo Long's palms slammed in, and the power of the powerful body flesh burst out of the mountain.

Boom!

A palm hit the desolate dragon's chest, and the powerful force slapped the desolate dragon's chest into a depression, and at the same time shook the desolate dragon back a few steps.

"Not bad!"

Huanglong was a little surprised, he had heard of Zhuo Long's name, he didn't have much fame before, he only knew that it was Liu Xing's brother.

"You better do your best!"

Zhuo Long said again, he hadn't really fought in a long time. He needs a hearty battle to break through himself.

"Good!"

The desolate dragon laughed, the power of the desolation in his body was no longer hidden, and he broke out directly, the rolling breath swirled around his body like a storm, and his whole person stood sideways on top of the storm, staring at Zhuo Long, and shouted: "The heavens and the earth are desolate and the heavens are shaking the nine heavens. ”

In an instant, the desolate qi above the sky turned into countless fierce beasts roaring in the sky, and the beasts of the desolation such as dragons, giant tigers, and giant elephants, they were violent and terrifying, turning into powerful patterns and spinning and falling down.

Zhuo Long's figure continued to rush upward, turning into various sword lights and slashing towards the pattern, which did not break, the pattern exuded the power of the Flood Desolate Holy Beast, powerful and incomparable, suppressed and down, the entire square platform was trembling, and Zhuo Long's eyes were much more solemn.

Zheng!

Behind the Shentu sword out of the sheath, blood red to the sky, on the black and red sword body, there are mysterious red lines flickering, exuding a powerful sword aura.

Although Zhuo Long didn't practice qi, the Divine Slayer Sword would automatically exude blood qi.

"Divine Slayer Sword!"

Seeing the long sword in his hand, many people's eyes widened, and even Ji Ming showed envy.

"This sword is not for him. Ji Ming licked his tongue, there was a trace of greed in his eyes, in his opinion, the owner of the Divine Slayer Sword should be him, so that he could be worthy of the Divine Slayer Sword.

The Divine Slaughter Sword came out, Zhuo Long's whole person was integrated into the sword, the powerful sword aura soared into the sky, slashing towards the desolate dragon condensed by the desolate pattern, the suppressed pattern when the Desolate Sword slashed, trembled, and cracked in the continuous collision, the desolate beast let out a shocking roar, as if unwilling, and soon the beast's roar disappeared, Zhuo Kong held the Desolation Sword, the long sword pointed at the center of the desolate dragon's eyebrows, as long as a little force, the sword can break the desolate dragon's head!

"I lost!"

Desolate Dragon felt a faint pain in the center of his eyebrows, even in the Holy Body Realm, he felt the breath of death, cold sweat flowed from the corners of his forehead, and he looked at Zhuo Long and said.

Zhuo Kong put away his sword, arched his hand and said, "Accept!"

The desolate dragon looked at it and walked out of the sea of swords unwillingly.

Next, Mu Fei challenged Tu Tianqiong of the Ancient Martial Sect, and she liked to challenge those power-type ones.

Tu Tianqiong knew Mu Fei, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Mu, are you sure you want to challenge me?"

"It's you!" Mu Fei smiled, his smile a little charming.

Tu Tianqiong shook his head a little speechlessly, their Ancient Martial Sect is the strongest in refining the body, fists and feet, and under one punch, it can open mountains and crack stones, turn rivers and seas upside down, and turn the world upside down.

"Miss Mu, please. ”

Tu Tianqiong landed on the square platform, glanced at Mu Fei, and said in a deep voice.

Mu Fei smiled: "Tu Tianqiong, you won't look down on Miss Ben, right?"

"How dare you, Miss Mu dares to challenge me, I already admire it!" Tu Tianqiong said.

Hearing this, Mu Fei rolled her eyes, I really don't know who she was praising when she said this!

"Please. ”

Tu Tianqiong stretched out a gesture of invitation, he didn't want to waste time, let's solve it quickly.

Mu Fei nodded, his toes tapped, and the whole person rushed towards Tu Tianqiong like a ray of light, extremely fast, in the process of rushing, the blood and qi continued to explode, and the breath became stronger and stronger, which shocked Tu Tianqiong, and immediately calmed down, the holy qi in his body roared out, and thousands of fists were punched out around the body, and layers of fist shadows swirled and flew around the body, fists broke through the air, and fists shook the heavens and the earth.

"Chira. Tu Tianqiong roared angrily, and his body suddenly burst out, and countless fist shadows could be seen hitting Mu Fei.

"Fist of the Fury. ”

Mu Fei's rushing body suddenly stopped, and the terrifying blood instantly condensed a ten-zhang tall faceless giant behind him, this faceless giant was like a god-like guardian Mu Fei, it exuded monstrous blood and anger, and the huge fist shadow was like a palm stretched out from the sky, and a punch slammed into Tu Tianqiong.

In an instant, Tu Tianqiong had a feeling of suffocation, he was fooled, this Mu Fei belonged to the Angry God Clan, and this bloodline qi was awakened very strongly, and this punch made him a little suffocated.

The fist shadow that blasted around him shattered instantly, and his holy power defense also collapsed under that angry fist, and the fist blasted over with a fierce and heavy force, Tu Tianqiong's complexion changed greatly, he spat blood violently, and flew out upside down, and after standing still, his face was red and extremely embarrassed.

"I'm going to lose?" Tu Tianqiong's face was full of disbelief, he still looked down on Mu Fei just now, and in the blink of an eye, Mu Fei blasted him out with a punch.

"Not bad. ”

A young man dressed in white, with sword eyebrows and golden eyes, white skin, his hair combed casually, stood with Ji Ming, watching Mu Fei win Tu Tianqiong, with a hint of intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Could it be that Brother Lin has taken a fancy to him?" Ji Ming glanced at Lin Tianlang and said with a smile.

The white-clothed golden-eyed youth is the first day of the Lin family, Lin Tianlang.

Hearing Ji Ming's words, the corners of Lin Tianlang's mouth were still intriguing, he didn't speak, just stared at Mu Fei appreciatively.

In the next competition, Ji Ming did not make a move, and seventeen people were eliminated.

Ji Ming, Dugu Shentian, Ji Longyue, Dugu Feng, Ji Sanchuan, Jiang He, Jiang Taichu, Lin Tianlang, Wen Jiutian, Wen Chunqiu, Xue Huixue, Yi Jianfei, Lian Qiancheng, Bai Ruhua, Zhuo Long, Mu Fei, Hurt Tianhao, Xiao Yitian.

Until the next night, Tianjiao in the sea of swords, plus Ji Ming, only the last eighteen people remained.

(End of chapter)