On a high platform.

"This is the thunder and lightning supernatural power 'Heavenly Strike Five Thunder Boom', in the innate realm can use the thunder and lightning supernatural power, this little girl's qualifications are good, you can consider promoting her to a true disciple. One of the elders snorted softly, unexpectedly.

"It's really good, if you want to cultivate this supernatural power, you must have an extremely strong thunder and lightning physique. The supernatural powers are no better than others, and the qualifications are insufficient, even if the realm is high, they can't be cultivated...... Although her move 'Five Thunders in the Sky' is still a little immature, her talent is good and her potential is commendable. The other elder nodded as well.

"I didn't expect that there were such good seedlings among the formal disciples, this woman's current strength and realm were still too shallow, and she failed to grasp the essence of this magical power, otherwise the power of this heavenly thunder would be ten times stronger. ”

Elder Ram glanced at the middle of the field and said, "Although this woman is good, she is still a step behind her opponent. ”

"Huh!"

The elders put their eyes on the ring and couldn't help but exhale softly.

"Comfortable. ”

Yang Ming stretched his waist and said with a look of enjoyment: "This thunder slashes me so well, it's just too little, junior sister, let's have a few more!"

"No, no...... Senior brother, I was wrong, I admit defeat. ”

Ziyinghua's face was discolored, like a meow that had been stepped on by the tail, and jumped off the ring like a "swoop".

"Seriously, what are you doing so fast!"

Yang Ming exclaimed with a retrospective face, but unfortunately Ziying had already run away.

"Really, what I said is really true. ”

Yang Ming smacked his lips, after ten days of refining at Thunder Punishment Peak, his true yuan had been refined to the extreme. Ordinary thunder and lightning no longer had any effect on him, but he was struck by this thunder summoned by Ziying. His true essence unexpectedly condensed a trace again.

After a pillar of incense.

In the third round, a total of two competitions were over, and half of the participating disciples were eliminated. There were only twenty-one people left on the field. Among these twenty-one people, except for Yang Ming, the worst is also the Innate Perfection Realm.

"When ......"

The bell rings, and the fourth round begins.

"I don't know who's going to have a bye. ”

Among the twenty-one people, there will inevitably be one bye and directly advance to the next round.

The contestant's ID badge lights up.

"Not me. ”

"It's not me either. ”

"I'm number nine. ”

"I'm number six, who is the bye?"

Everyone looked at their identity cards, some people were disappointed, some people were envious, and some people didn't care.

"It's me!" a deep voice sounded.

Yang Ming looked at the person who spoke. Eyebrows can't help but raise - the person who drew the bye is an ironwood dove.

"It doesn't make any difference to me whether I have a bye or not, I'm determined to win first place. I think you're glad you didn't get a ring with me. ”

The iron wood dove said lightly, with a proud face, looking at the champion as if he was in a bag, his gaze swept from everyone again, and finally landed on Yang Ming, a cold light shot out of the yin owl's eyes, and he smiled cruelly: "I wish I didn't have a bye." It's better to be in the ring with someone. ”

"I hope so, too. Yang Ming shrugged.

"Brother Temu, it's too early for you to say this. At this time, a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist snorted coldly, this person is the red tiger. One of the three Sanhua real people.

"Brother Red Tiger, don't worry, I'll convince you when you play the round-robin. The ironwood dove glanced at the red tiger, and his voice was not hurried. With a sense of ease and laziness, it seems that this person is not worth facing at all.

"I want to play round-robin. It also depends on whether you have the ability to do so, and don't be cut down halfway. Red Tiger grinned.

"Brother Chihu is still worried about yourself. The Ironwood Dove snorted coldly.

"Good. From the fourth round onwards, let's all go to the ring. On the high platform, an elder said.

"Yes. The crowd answered.

Twenty people jumped into the arena at the same time.

"These little guys are quite energetic. A gray-clothed elder said.

"Aren't you like this when you were young, you looked at the world as if you were nothing, and your eyes grew on your head. The other elder laughed.

"Hehe, looking at them, I miss them a little. The gray-clothed elder sighed.

"Which of these little ones will make it to the round-robin race?" said a hunchbacked middle-aged elder.

"Tie Muxiu, Red Tiger, and Yu Rong must have a share, and although Jialie and Lan Jue have not broken through, their strength is also good, and they can enter the round-robin competition, as for the last ...... It's hard to say. The gray-clothed elder muttered.

"I think it's going to be Yang Ming. Elder Ram suddenly spoke.

"Oh? Yang Ming...... This person is only a congenital realm master, and the realm is the lowest among these people, and Senior Brother Ram seems to be very optimistic about this person. The gray-clothed elder glanced at Yang Ming, and said curiously after a burst of light in his eyes.

"You'll find out soon. Elder Ram said lightly, and then he did not keep silent again.

"Then we'll see. The gray-clothed elder smiled.

Yang Ming glanced at the high platform, frowned and groaned, shook his head and walked towards the No. 7 ring.

At this time, there was already a person standing in the No. 7 ring, and after he saw Yang Ming, his expression changed, and a panic flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed: "My opponent is you!"

"Yes, Brother Hua, do you think we still need to do it?" Yang Ming looked at his opponent in this round, Hua Xi, lightly.

"It's not necessary, I'm satisfied to get this far. The strength of the remaining senior brothers, each of them, is no worse than me...... That's it. Hua Feng smiled bitterly, turned around and jumped out of the ring.

Yang Ming shrugged, feeling that today's luck was particularly smooth, only one move was made in the four games, two of the four opponents he met directly admitted defeat, one ran away without a fight, and one was scared away before he could make a move.

After the fifth round was called, he found that his luck was not particularly smooth, but very smooth.

"Bye, I actually had a bye!" Yang Ming muttered as he looked at the identity card, he didn't feel particularly surprised, just plain surprised.

The fourth round ended with only eleven contestants.

Fifth round. Eleven into six, the bye will directly advance to the top six. Enter the round-robin.

"What shit luck. A cold snort rang out.

Others, even if they think so, won't say it. There is only one person who can say it so without scruples - the iron dove.

"Luck is also a form of strength. Yang Ming looked at the iron dove and said lightly: "I hope there is no bye, and it is better to be in the ring with someone." ”

"Soon there will be an opportunity. The ironwood dove said coldly.

It's fast indeed.

In the round-robin match of the top six, Yang Ming's first opponent was Tiemu Dove.

On the martial arts arena, three acres of giant rings "Pin" were opened, and six people were caught and killed.

At this time, Yang Ming and Temu Dove were standing in one of the rings.

"Yang Ming, we finally met, do you remember the previous bet?" said lightly, but the short and thin shriveled body exuded a lofty mountain-like momentum, which was admirable.

Standing in the ring, he was not in a hurry.

"Of course I remember, Brother Temu is so generous, how dare I forget. ”

Yang Ming released his lightning artistic conception, but under the oppression of the artistic conception of the Iron Wood Dove Mountain, he could only shrink a corner and barely protect his body. Nevertheless. Yang Ming was indifferent for a long time, and replied calmly.

"To this day, I still dare to take advantage of my tongue. ”

The ironwood dove laughed and made a compassionate look. He said softly: "Yang Ming, I'll give you one last chance, and now I'll cut off my arm." If you quit the Yellow Dragon Sect, you can spend the rest of your life with peace of mind. Otherwise, I'll make your life worse than death. ”

Yang Ming let out an "oh" and said, "How is life better than death." Is it the same as Ironwood?"

"You're really looking for death!"

The iron wood dove sighed faintly, and a cold aura suddenly emanated from his body, pressing towards Yang Ming, his heart was already extremely angry, his voice was cold, and he said: "Well, since you are obsessed, I have no choice but to accept it from you." Let's do it...... Xuanwu True Body!"

This guy shouted to let Yang Ming make a move, but he released a big move first.

Tiemu dove cultivates the ancestral "Xuanwu Zhenyue True Scripture" of the Tiemu clan, which cultivates both body and qi, and the Xuanwu true body is also a first-class forging body skill.

After he screamed, his body immediately doubled, from a shriveled thin man who was more than four feet tall to an eight-foot strong man, and his flesh was filled with an explosive force.

Then the black light flashed towards Yang Ming.

"Hehe, the dog day is really insidious and cunning, but luckily I was prepared...... Thunder Hell is born!"

Yang Ming's eyes were sharp, and countless electric rays gushed out from his body, and in the blink of an eye, a sea of purple thunder and lightning of ten zhang size was formed around his body, and at the same time, he raised the purple bamboo sword and slashed forward, and said lightly in his mouth: "Thunder Dragon Slash, go!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sea of thunder and lightning contracted rapidly, and instantly turned into a purple dragon and roared towards the ironwood dove.

"Boom".

The thunder dragon struck the iron dove, and the purple light and black qi exploded at the same time, mapping the ring into half purple and half black.

The iron wood dove took three steps back in a row, and the black flame on his body flashed, swallowing the purple lightning, and said coldly: "A good move, it can indeed threaten those real people who have just entered the Sanhua Realm, but unfortunately I am not an ordinary Sanhua real person." My ironwood dove is unparalleled in combat power, and I once slashed the old demon, and fought alone to condense the real people of heaven and earth and double flowers. You're too far from me. ”

"Now I'll let you see my true strength, Xuanwu Zhenyue, turtle and snake combined attack!"

The iron dove snorted lightly, attaching the cold artistic conception and the mountain artistic conception to its body, and the true yuan drummed out, conjuring up the Xuanwu appearance of a turtle and a snake.

The ten-zhang size of the russet giant turtle crouched in front of the iron dove, the giant turtle body was wrapped around a dark green long snake plate, the turtle snake head up and down the undulating waves, its shape was hideous and terrifying, wanting to choose people to devour.

"Go!"

With a soft cry from the ironwood dove, two kinds of light flashed out, brown and green.

Under Xuanwu's gaze, Yang Ming suddenly felt a chill in his heart, his expression couldn't help but be cold, his hands raised the long sword like a boulder, and he slashed out slowly, and said lightly: "Qinglian Twelfth Sword!"

Razor-sharp sword qi shot out.

Although Yang Ming's Qinglian Twelfth Sword was only six or seven points of the Qinglian Phantom, it was more than enough to kill the real person who had just entered the Three Flowers Realm.

Between the lightning and the fire, the Qinglian sword qi and the Xuanwu incarnation collided violently. (To be continued......)