There was a loud bang, and it exploded on the martial arts arena like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The twelve elders sitting on the high platform couldn't help but look sideways.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Qinglian Sword Technique!" the gray-clothed elder said lightly with a flash of light in his eyes.

"That's right, it's indeed the Qinglian Sword Technique, and it's the twelfth sword. Another elder said in a deep voice.

"This son has only been in contact with the 'Qinglian Sword Sutra' for less than a month, and he can actually comprehend the first twelve swords, and his talent in the way of the sword is probably not under his thunder law. The hunchbacked elder said.

"His swordsmanship was a bit beyond my expectations. Elder Ram also said with some surprise.

"Now it seems that Yang Ming's chances of winning are not small!" said an elder.

"This may not be, after all, the iron dove is a real person with three flowers, and he has not yet appeared on the top of the flower, and the result is still unknown. Another elder said.

In the ring.

Qinglian sword qi slashed Xuanwu.

The long inky blue snake instantly broke inch by inch, turning into a cloud of smoke and dispersing.

The giant brown tortoise, the size of a small mountain, also exploded under the sword.

The sword qi penetrated through the shape of Xuanwu, shrunk several times, and slashed at the iron wood dove.

"Knock knock!"

The iron dove's body was shocked, and he couldn't help but take three steps back, and his feet seemed to be stepping on the drum surface, and the ring clanged.

Fortunately, this ring was made of the elder's spiritual weapon, and if it was replaced with ordinary bluestone, I am afraid that it would have been shocked into powder by the aftermath of the battle between the two.

"This is impossible, how can you defeat my Xuanwu Secret Method. The dove exclaimed.

"What kind of Xuanwu is this? It's just a turtle and a snake, even if they are entangled, they are still turtles and snakes!" Yang Ming sneered.

"Don't be complacent too early, you think you've defeated my Xuanwu secret method. Can you beat me? The ironwood dove's face was a little ugly, and he said coldly: "The matter is now." I just want you to see the true strength of Sanhua Zhenren. ”

After saying that, the ironwood dove opened his mouth and spat out. A strange flower condensed by the true yuan flew out of his mouth, hung above his head in an arc, dripping and swirling, and the inky blue true yuan spewed out of the gas flower like a spring, and sprinkled on the iron wood dove.

The momentum of the irondove nearly doubled.

Seeing this, Yang Ming's eyes sank to look at the strange flowers on his head, and his eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

The three-flower gathering is a unique heterogeneity of the real people in the Sanhua Realm, and the three flowers are divided into smallpox, ground flowers, and talents, and the number of three talents is combined. With each flower, the true element doubles.

At this time, a flower was condensed on the top of the iron dove's head, and the flower shape was still a little muddled, obviously he had just entered the Three Flowers Realm, but this vague flower also made his strength nearly double.

"Smallpox dared to be released to scare people before it had even formed, and be careful that it was blown away by the wind. Yang Ming sneered.

"You really me off, take my strongest blow, Xuanwu Zhenyue!"

The iron dove shouted violently, and a magic seal was formed in his hand. Raised it above his head and pressed it to Yang Ming.

The ceiling and the magic seal shot out a dark cyan light at the same time, and a seventeen or eighteen-foot Xuanwu colossus converged in the air, and the turtle snake was surrounded by raging black flames. After he waved his hands, the Xuanwu Colossus swooped down towards Yang Ming with a flash of black light.

"Thunder Hell is born. Condensation!"

Yang Ming exhaled lightly, and a purple sea of thunder appeared. After he drank out the word "condensation". The purple mangs on the purple bamboo sword vibrated greatly, swallowing the ten zhang thunder sea into the sword like a long whale absorbing water. Transformed into a lightning sword.

"Qinglian Thunder Sword, slash!"

A purple sword qi shot out.

This is the move that Yang Ming has realized in the last three days of the Thousand Illusions True Dragon Pagoda. He combined the Thunder Prison True Yuan and the Qinglian Sword Intent, this sword had both the Thunder Hell's frenzy and the Qinglian Sword Intent's Lone Gao, and the two were fused together, and the power was not inferior to the Qinglian Twelfth Sword of the Qinglian Phantom.

Under everyone's attention, the purple sword qi and the giant Xuanwu phase collided violently.

……

The other two rings also stopped fighting.

"What a strong secret method, such a strong sword qi. Lan Jue, who was wearing a light blue robe, muttered distractedly, then looked at the Red Tiger on the opposite side and said, "Didn't Senior Brother Red Tiger threaten to compete with Senior Brother Tiemu, if you have such a secret technique, Lan Mou will admit defeat directly!"

"Brother Temu's secret method is amazing, I might as well do it. ”

Chihu's face was very ugly and he shook his head, although he didn't want to admit it, but this was the case.

"It seems that we have no chance for the first and second places, and we can only compete for the third place at most. Lan Jue also sighed.

"I didn't expect that just after a year, Senior Brother Tiemu's strength has increased so much, the strength of the four of us is about the same, it seems that the first and second must be these two people. In another ring, Jialie, who had long fiery red hair, said.

"But I don't know who is first and who is second. Yu Rong, who was wearing a goose yellow gown, said.

"The level of this year's disciples is obviously higher than last year's, Chihu, Yu Rong, Lan Jue, and Jialie, no matter who they are, they can all be ranked first last year, and this year they can only sit at the bottom of the table. On the high platform, an elder said.

"Yang Ming and Tiemu are both good, and they both have the strength to fight beyond the level. Especially Yang Ming, whether it is swordsmanship or thunder art, is far beyond the limit of the innate real person, and he is worthy of being the person who can retrieve the "Qinglian Sword Sutra". The gray-clothed elder said.

"Now it's up to you to see who's first and who's second. Another elder said.

"The results were immediate. ”

……

"Boom!"

The purple sword qi and the inky cyan Xuanwu collided in the air, bursting out a huge mushroom cloud, enveloping the entire ring, and the waves of qi rolled out, and the wind howled, making the onlookers can't help but narrow their eyes.

"Where is this official disciple martial arts, this is simply a real person-level battle of Sanhua. Someone exclaimed.

"Yes, Senior Brother Yang Ming and I are in the same realm, why are the combat power so different. Someone complained.

"There is no doubt that Senior Brother Tiemu and Senior Brother Yang Ming have locked the top two, with the winner being the first and the loser being the second. Regardless of victory or defeat, they are all qualified to become elite disciples. Someone said enviously.

In the ring.

The waves of air dispersed. The figures of Yang Ming and Ironwood Dove were revealed.

The two stood ten feet apart.

"Brother Temu, what other moves do you have? Let's do it all. Yang Ming said.

"I admit that you are my opponent. But don't be arrogant, I can't beat you, but you don't beat me either, let's just tie. The iron wood dove looked at Yang Ming deeply, and said unwillingly.

"Tie? If Brother Tiemu gives me the bet, it will be a tie. Yang Ming smiled lightly.

"Yang Ming, don't deceive people too much. The Timber Dove said angrily.

"It's too much of a deception? Brother Tiemu is coming to gamble with me, not me forcing you. Yang Ming said coldly.

"Yang Ming, I'm not afraid of you. The irondove's face turned grim. Then it disappeared in a flash, and said with a long breath: "If you continue to fight like this, the final result can only be a lose-lose situation, and you should give the opportunity to others, don't be rash." ”

"Not necessarily...... Qinglian Thunder Sword, slash!"

Yang Ming's voice was cold, and then he spit lightly, and the purple thunder prison appeared and closed, and he raised his hand and slashed out a sword qi.

"Good. Fight and fight, it's a big deal to break the net, I am already a real person of Sanhua, as long as I pay another contribution value, I can become an elite disciple. I just handed over the contribution value to the sect. I won't give it to you either!"

The ironwood dove's face was full of anger, his hands were sealed, and he condensed the Xuanwu Colossus and struck at Yang Ming.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang. The gas is tumbling and the smoke is filling.

……

"What are these two people going to do. Do you really want to divide your life and death?" Lan Jue said in surprise.

Chihu's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "It's not bad." When they both lose, maybe we still have a chance to compete for the championship. ”

"It's difficult, I don't think Senior Brother Yang Ming is such an unwise person. Lan Jue frowned.

"Who knows, the two of them already have grievances, and it's not impossible for them to fight for victory. A look of hope flashed across Red Tiger's face.

At this moment, there was a creepy exclamation from the ring.

"Ahh......h Stop, I'll throw in the towel...... Ahh

The terrible cry of the irondove sounded, and it was chilling to hear.

"What's going on?" Lan Jue looked surprised.

"I don't know, the mist is too heavy to see clearly, does Yang Ming have any other trump card?" Brother Chi said in disbelief.

The disciples outside the venue also talked about it.

Just as the elders on the high platform were about to dispel the fog, a figure flew out of the ring and smashed to the ground with a "bang".

The person who fell out was naturally an ironwood dove.

"You...... You broke up my smallpox!poof!" the irondove cried out in horror, spurting out a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

The air wave dispersed, revealing Yang Ming's figure, and he sneered: "I said a long time ago, smallpox is unstable, don't just release it to scare people, be careful of being blown away by the wind." It's you who you don't want to blame. ”

"You...... You...... Poof!"

The irondove spat out another mouthful of blood, filled with grief and indignation, and swept away.

"If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place. ”

Yang Ming let out a long breath, what he was best at was not swordsmanship and thunder arts, but hand-to-hand combat. In terms of the power of the secret technique of divine skills, the two of them are between the two, but if the physical strength is also counted, Yang Ming is much stronger than him.

The flower on the top of the iron dove had just condensed, and it was not stable enough, so Yang Ming caught it and beat it violently, and it exploded.

In this way, the realm of the iron dove fell, and if you want to condense the three flowers again, you will have to spend several times more effort.

"It's so brutal. The onlookers couldn't help but feel pain for the irondove.

When the battle on Yang Ming's side ended, the other two talents in the ring continued to fight.

The strength of these four people is good, and everyone has the combat power of the "top flower" level, especially Lan Jue, who was the fourth in the previous session, and Jia Lie, who was the sixth, were even more amazing, and the battle against Red Tiger and Yu Rong not only did not fall behind, but was slightly better.

It's a pity that Yang Mingzhuyu is in front of them, and the disciples don't feel amazing when they look at the two of them again.

After about half a cup of tea, the battles in the two rings ended one after another.

Chihu and Yu Rong may have listened to Yang Ming's "admonition", and they didn't dare to release their top flowers during the battle, but Lan Jue and Jialie won. (To be continued......)