On the stage of a hundred battles.

Sixteen figures stood.

They are the winners of the first level, and it is up to the sixteen of them to compete for the final ten spots.

The void was silent, and countless eyes were focused on them, sixteen people, representing the Canglong Palace, the most quintessential disciple, the most powerful disciple.

This time, I don't know what the rules of the battle are, and everyone is looking forward to it.

Everyone knows at this moment that this is just the beginning of the real battle, and in front, it is just to eliminate some people who are not strong.

"The final battle will be held below, but, you are all elites, I will not eliminate you at will, so, first confirm the ranking order, and then fight!" In the void, the Xuanye Hall Lord said in a deep voice.

That's right, the crowd is staring, this time we want to re-rank sixteen people, if we rank according to the Crossing Flames, it is just a rough ranking, which is very unfair, so we have to re-rank and then fight.

But how do you confirm the ranking?

As if knowing what everyone was thinking, the faint voice of the Xuanye Hall Lord resounded.

"Please drum the dragon, beat the drum, and confirm the ranking."

Canglong drum, drum beating!

The heavens and the earth were in an uproar, but I didn't expect that this time even the Canglong War Drum was taken out.

Canglong Drum, Canglong Hall Holy Relic, Canglong War Drum, a total of nine sounds, ordinary disciples, if they can't even sound a sound, they will be blown away by a powerful force.

What's more, the rumored nine rings.

Canglong nine rings, in the history of the Canglong Palace, there are very few people who can ring, and a slap can be counted.

Today, there are many talents in the Canglong Palace, maybe someone can knock on it.

Everyone will wait and see.

"The wind rises on the earth, and the drums of war beat!" The sound of Xuanye's thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth, and with a quick grasp of the void in his palm, a huge war drum appeared and slowly landed in the center of the battle platform.

This war drum appeared, and the heavens and the earth were gloomy.

Ye Feng's eyes converged, and he saw that the war drum was ancient and simple, and a terrifying momentum filled the heavens and the earth.

The drums of war appear, and the battle for the rankings begins!

Looking at the war drums that appeared, everyone was silent, and no one dared to be the first.

"I'm coming!" In the silence of everyone, a warrior stepped out of the crowd, took a step into the void, and came to the front of the war drum, the bright light on his body burst out, and a strong momentum rose.

Rumble!

A punch comes out.

The war drums were like thunder, and the earth-shattering roar resounded, but, in the midst of this earth-shattering roar, a vast and endless battle intent burst out, and the terrifying power of the shock landed.

Hum!

The warrior snorted, his face turned pale instantly, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his body kicked under the terrifying force of the shock! Step on! Step on! continued to retreat, and only then did he stop his body in embarrassment.

Suddenly, the warrior's face was a little ugly, he just beat the war drums, and then sighed in his heart and slowly retreated.

The second person, the void came to the war drum in one step, and with the experience of the previous car, his whole body tensed, the power of the Dao Law in his body bloomed, and nine pieces of Dao Sea appeared, blessing his body.

Rumble!

A fierce and domineering punch fell directly on the war drums.

Boom!

The war drums roared, and the man's face showed excitement, and then the punch was blasted out again, but the war drums remained still, silent, and some were only released with earth-shattering power.

Disheveled!

The figure of that person was also shaken back by the void, and he was the same, only beating a war drum, but it was a little stronger than the previous martial artist.

After that, one after another figures swept out and struck the war drums one after another, but among them, the most powerful people only beat three war drums.

At this moment, there are only nine disciples, and Ye Feng has not yet started.

The good show is behind, and everyone looks at these ten people with blazing eyes.

"I'm coming!" At this moment, a martial artist shouted, he was Long Feng, the ninth person of the Nine Great Disciples, and I saw him come to the front of the war drum.

He exhaled deeply, there was an endless release of battle intent in his eyes, and four punches in succession blasted out, beating the war drums, but the fifth punch blasted out, and the terrifying force of the counterattack shook him down.

The dragon wind only sounded the fourth sound.

Jiang Shan, who ranked eighth, also knocked four times.

The seventh-ranked right rang five times.

And, the sixth-ranked Void Tianya, his eyes were slightly downcast, and he stepped forward to the war drums, his body was flooded with terrifying power, the wind and thunder roared, and the flames condensed, converging on the palm of his hand.

I saw his palm slowly poking out and pressing on the huge war drum.

Rumble!

The war drums were like thunder, shaking the eardrums, and in an instant, his palms waved out like a shower, with heavy light and shadow, five times in a row, the war drums shook the sky, setting off endless war intent.

It's like a golden iron horse, a battlefield of killing.

Then, as if he still had the strength left, he was not afraid of the terrifying power of the shock, and the huge light on the palm of his hand flashed, condensed into a shocking giant palm in the void, and slapped it towards the war drum.

Airplanes! Airplanes!

The war drums were buzzing, trembling endlessly, and round after round of space waves, layer upon layer, powerful force, shattering the earth-shattering giant palm, and the aftermath was unabated, shaking the void back a hundred feet.

However, the drums of war still had some sound to hear.

Looking at this scene, Xu Tianya sighed in his heart, his expression was a little gloomy, and with his own strength, he couldn't knock on the six rings, and immediately retreated.

Although, the war drum failed to beat six times, but no one would look down on him, the Canglong war drum, one is more difficult than the other, and the end of the void almost beat six times, which is already very rare.

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Crazy Peak, at this moment, Crazy Peak had already come to the front of the war drums, only to see that on his body, a towering mountain, domineering and endless sword path boiled up.

The knife is like the sea, sharp and unparalleled.

The hearts of the crowd trembled slightly, only to see that the wild peak was like a knife, the void was slashed, the pale sword light was like a wave, the void swept out, five knives in a row, and the knife was like this, slashing towards the war drum.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Canglong war drums, the drum beating, shocking the world, under the endless sharp knife, the war drum sounded five times in a row, endlessly.

The power of the war drums rippled and rippled into the void, and the wild peak, the battle armor flew, his body was like a mountain, steady as a rock, his eyes opened, his palm was raised, and he swung out!

Rumble!

The sword light was cold, terrifying, the war drums were like thunder, the sixth voice resounded through the void, and the terrifying power of the shock rippled up, and the void of the mad peak's body fell step by step.

He took dozens of steps back before he stopped.

Obviously, his strength, even if the sword path is unparalleled, Ye can only beat the Canglong war drum six times.

Then, the moon sky appeared, and he took it step by step, and with each step, on his body, a sharp, moonlight-like brilliance sprinkled down, and above his head, the Dao Sea condensed.

A sword, like moonlight, converged.

The moon is as cool as water, and the sword swings in the void, it is for the moon sky!

This is the moon sky, comprehending the power of the sword, the mysterious light of the moon.

(End of chapter)