Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Drums of War Thunder!

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The Heavenly Sword Gate was full of people, and the crowd flowed towards the battle arena like a sea tide. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info The war drums of the Heavenly Sword Gate suddenly sounded from the battle field, the sound of thunder, the sound broke the sky, echoing throughout the Heavenly Sword Gate, and the most exciting battle was about to take place in the inner gate.

Xue Ding, the Great Elder of the Outer Gate, stepped on a huge sword weapon and roared towards the battle arena. The huge sword weapon stretched across the sky, and it soon attracted everyone's attention, and countless outer disciples stared at the sky, and their eyes were fixed on Xue Ding's body with envy.

"If I could be like an elder in the future, I would die without regrets. A man in a yellow cloth shirt looked up at Xue Ding and couldn't help but sigh. The sword shadow swept across the ground, and in the blink of an eye, Xue Ding was already standing above the battle field, waiting for everyone to arrive.

Zhang Xuan and Ling'er also finally arrived at the battle ground and sat in their positions yesterday, preparing for the next battle. Zhang Xuan seemed to be searching for something around, but in the end he was unsuccessful, so he could only sigh slightly.

"I don't know who made a move on Ling'er last night?" Zhang Xuan sighed and continued to think. "You must win the championship, otherwise it will be difficult to become a big thing!" This is the goal that Zhang Xuan set for himself. Otherwise, what can he do to protect his beloved, only by moving forward step by step, can he be invulnerable.

Zhang Xuan's first step in becoming powerful was to win the championship at the outer gate! Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes swept over the battle platform, and the Xue Ding hair standing on the sword body was flying, and there was a white mist around him, which was really extraordinary. As soon as you enter the easy tendon to get rid of the ordinary, it is really true.

When Zhang Xuan was thinking, the thunderous sound of the war drums sounded again, it had stopped for a while, and now it sounded again, shaking everyone's visual nerves, and the blood in his body boiled for it. The fighting spirit is fierce and rises to the sky. But then everyone tried to suppress their fighting spirit, after all, today is the top ten battle, and it has nothing to do with them.

The top ten people sat in the first row of the audience, dazzling and dazzling. Everyone's eyes converged, so that Zhang Xuan and the others could clearly feel a burning sensation coming from their backs. Xue Ding glanced around and found that the top ten were gathered, and the people were full, so he nodded and said, "I announce, the top ten qualifying matches will start now!"

Accompanied by the thunder of war drums, Xue Ding's voice floated around, unable to calm down for a long time. The scene suddenly boiled, and everyone's fiery eyes stared at the battle platform at this time, obviously looking forward to it for a long time. When everyone was grinding their fists and meddling, Xue Ding's voice came again, which was extremely thick, and he was not an idle person when he heard it.

"The top 10 qualifying matches have already begun, so please challenge your opponents as soon as possible to those who have refreshed the rankings. If you refuse to challenge, you will be deemed to admit defeat and the ranking will automatically take a step back. The challenger wins, and the challenger's ranking falls into the previous ranking. At the end of Xue Ding's words, he suddenly shouted, "Understood!" The sound of the top ten was deafening, breaking through the sky.

Immediately, Xing Yun suddenly jumped into the battle platform, the top ten rankings were really embarrassing, and he had to refresh the current rankings. Thinking of this, Xing Yun pointed his left hand at the eighth Qingfeng, and shouted, "I, Xing Yun, challenge the eighth Qingfeng." "The reason why I challenged Qingfeng is because Qingfeng doesn't seem to be as strong as Hu Man, and Qingfeng's ranking is even higher. ā€

So Xing Yun said his thoughts without hesitation, Xing Yun's words had passed, and Qingfeng jumped into the battle platform heroically. Qing Feng smiled slightly at this time and said, "It's been a long time since I fought, Xing Yun, I'll play with you." Those words seemed to be full of disdain, which made Xing Yun angry.

"Come on, we'll see the battle. Xing Yun said sharply, and the muscles on his face trembled on his resolute face. As soon as the words fell, the sound of battle was already ringing. A golden light wrapped around his left fist, Xing Yun strode over, and a golden light shrouded him, and even the Sanskrit sound bypassed, washing away the sins in people's hearts.

Qing Feng's expression was solemn, his footsteps suddenly stepped out, and the hoarfrost on his right arm suddenly appeared, turning into an ice arm, which made people sigh. "It seems that there are many people in the sect who have cultivated the ice attribute and the mutated water attribute, and now I can be regarded as a fusion of the fire attribute and the ice attribute. Zhang Xuan looked at it and couldn't help but think in his heart.

While Zhang Xuan was thinking, Qing Feng had already blasted out a powerful punch, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly, and an extremely cold aura spread around. It was extremely cold, a few points stronger than Yang Fan's coldness. The ninefold spiritual pressure of the forging body struck.

Qing Feng, who was defeated, had also gone through a lot of hard work before this battle, and even used some auxiliary things to improve his realm a little, and the early stage of forging the body was raised to the middle realm. In order to defeat Zhang Xuan, the shame before bloodbathing!

At this time, Qing Feng stared at Xing Yun with cold eyes, although Xing Yun was the younger brother of Xing Zhan, Qing Feng would not be afraid. Isn't it just a criminal battle, he Qingfeng will surpass him sooner or later, after all, his Qingfeng's martial soul is still stronger, it is an orange mid-grade martial soul, and the criminal battle is only an orange low-grade martial soul, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

The cultivation of the orange lower-grade martial soul is at most the middle stage of Yi Tendon, and the orange middle-grade martial soul even has the hope of impacting the marrow washing realm! This is the reason why Qing Feng does not have much fear of torture, what is there to fear about a half-step forging body that is piled up by age.

Xing Yun faced Qing Feng's punch, and his expression began to be solemn. I saw that Xing Yun took a strange step, his feet glowed with golden light, and he stepped out along the trajectory of Xuanao, and actually skillfully dodged Qing Feng's sharp punch.

Xing Yun finally completed the cultivation of "Buddha's Steps", it seems that he has really put in a certain amount of effort. Seeing this, Xing Zhan couldn't help but be slightly moved, and said with emotion. Xing Yun, who was entangled in golden light, was extremely sacred, and a divine aura spread.

Zhang Xuan said thoughtfully, "This kind of Buddhism is really good, if you have the opportunity, you must practice it." Zhang Xuan himself also knows that his current cultivation exercises are still too few, and there are only a few tricks to fight around, and it is not a good idea to cultivate Buddhist exercises and integrate them into the sword species.

Immediately, Zhang Xuan's mind moved, watching the hoarfrost on Qingfeng's body at this time grow from his feet, and finally gradually spread to his upper body, and finally entwined Qingfeng's whole person, making Zhang Xuan depressed. Leng ruthlessly said indifferently, "Qing Feng's ice attribute cultivation is not bad, and he can actually turn ice into his body." ā€

As soon as the words fell, an iceman strode out, and a random blow drove the meaning of ice, this kind of ice should be regarded as the most pinnacle of mortal ice. However, Zhang Xuan's half-step is different water, which should be more powerful than this. It's just that Qing Feng's attack method is even more special, and Zhang Xuan didn't think about it at all before.

Qing Feng was bathed in cold ice, and pulled out a sword of ice, and the cold light on the blade flickered, enveloping Xing Yun completely, and the frost qi around him gathered, intercepting all the retreats of Xing Yun. Xing Yun snorted coldly, his face was gloomy, and the muscles on his face began to twitch, obviously on the verge of rage.

I saw the big knife wheel in Xing Yun's hand turn out, the blade rose up, and the Buddha's step stepped out again, rampage towards the other party, without the slightest cowardice, some were just full of anger, and there was a strong will to fight. The battle intent was soaring, and Xing Yun carried a big knife in one arm and swung it out furiously, bringing up an extremely terrifying physical power.

With a golden glow under his feet, he can dodge the opponent's attacks in time and greatly increase his defense. Coupled with the big knife in his hand, Xing Yun can be said to be in an advantageous position. However, Qing Feng, who turned into an iceman, was expressionless, and countless ice arrows shot out, causing bursts of cold air to hit the void.

Xing Yun's broadsword slashed out in a rage, resisting many ice arrows, which were split by the broadsword, and finally fell to the ground one after another, turning into a puddle of water stains and leaving them on the ground. Xing Yun showed a mocking look, but at this moment, an extremely cold aura came from Xing Yun's back, Xing Yun secretly screamed that it was not good, but it was too late.

A sharp ice arrow struck from Xing Yun's back, directly penetrating Xing Yun's body, inserting it into his body, Xing Yunzhi felt a deadly chill enter his heart, and a sharp pain hit, making Xing Yun painful. At this time, Qing Feng smiled slightly, strode forward, and slammed his fist on Xing Yun, only to see Xing Yun fall directly towards the battle platform.

There was a loud bang, and Xing Yun slammed into the ground, but not a trace of blood flowed out, and it was obviously frozen by the ice arrow. Outer Gate Elder Xue Ding instantly moved in front of Xing Yun, and a soft force surged out from Xue Ding's palm and entered Xing Yun's body.

As the gentle power entered his body, the ice arrow evaporated directly in Xing Yun's body, and the blood also resumed flowing, and Xing Yun's face finally returned to ruddy. Xing Yun looked at Xue Ding, showing gratitude. Xue Ding's deep voice sounded on the stage again, "Xing Yun failed to challenge, Qingfeng retained his position, and he is still eighth!"

When the words fell, everyone sighed with emotion, it was really exciting, this was only the battle of the eighth ranking, and the battle of the top five had not yet begun, so that everyone couldn't help but secretly look forward to the battle after that.

At this time, Hu Man then stepped into the battle platform, and the tall Hu Man was full of savage and wild atmosphere. The violent muscles contained extremely violent power, and everyone had the illusion that if he wildly released all his power, it would definitely be the existence of earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

I saw Hu Man glancing at the first row of the audience, and also made a deep voice, "I'm Hu Man, challenge Lin Ye, who is ranked seventh!" Hu Man's words fell, and everyone's eyes converged on Lin Ye, after all, Lin Ye's battle yesterday was extremely exciting, but after all, he was seriously injured, so he shouldn't be able to defeat Hu Man, right?

With the speculation in everyone's hearts, Lin Ye stepped into the battle platform. At this time, Lin Ye's immature face was still filled with a trace of paleness, and it was obvious that he had not recovered. However, Lin Ye stood with his hands in his hands and said indifferently, "Let's take action, although I haven't recovered, it's more than enough to deal with a barbarian like you." ā€

Lin Ye's voice alarmed everyone present, "Is his combat power still fearless, or is his combat power retreating suddenly and bluffing?" Everyone was secretly suspicious in their hearts, but their eyes still stayed on the battle platform, and they were reluctant to take a step.

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