In the first battle of the third level, Han Feng won, Wei Ziran was defeated, and the jade rankings of the two remained unchanged, if Han Feng wanted to change the ranking, he needed to challenge forward. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, three people stepped on the battle platform, Feng Jue, Zi Chen and Wu Meng.

Feng Jue and Wu Meng had already fought once, so let Wu Meng watch the battle first, if Zi Chen defeated Feng Jue, the ranking could be directly determined, but if Feng Jue defeated Zi Chen, then there should be another battle between Zi Chen and Wu Meng.

"Let's get started."

As Feng Long's words fell, Feng Jue suddenly blasted out a fist of the king of war, the light of the divine pattern shone, and his body suddenly flashed with the phantom of the king of war, and the fist of the king of war destroyed everything, and the incomparably domineering power wanted to directly smash the person in front of him.

Zi Chen stepped out unhurriedly, his body was full of purple qi, as if there was a fairy aura suspended above him, his palm slapped forward, a purple divine pattern palm print condensed, roared out, and the fist of the king of war slammed together, the tide of spiritual power was surging, as if even the void trembled a little, the incomparable fist of the tyrant crushed forward, and the purple qi also frantically slaughtered out, making everyone extremely amazed.

"My god pattern is the king's god pattern, condensing the power of the war king, invincible, how can you stop it?" Feng Jue's body exuded the domineering spirit of a king, and his fist prints burst out forward, and the violent fist wind seemed to shake the hill, causing the battle platform to rumble loudly.

"The War King Divine Pattern, condensing the power of the War King, is indeed good, however, the power of the Heavenly Dao is truly unstoppable." Zi Chen also spit out a voice, and in an instant, I saw his palm slapping forward angrily, the huge purple palm print seemed to be able to pick the stars and move the moon, wrapped in the power of the surging general trend, and killed angrily, like a divine bird Dapeng rushed out, Feng Jue's fist print was shattered layer by layer, and in the end, even he himself was bombarded off the battle platform.

Feng Jue, defeated.

Zi Chen stood on the battle platform at will, his robe fluttering, his black hair flying, his words were still in his ears, "The power of the Heavenly Dao is the real unstoppable."

Even Han Feng's heart was shocked, Zi Chen fused the power of heaven and earth into the divine pattern, this kind of attack was indeed irresistible.

Zi Chen, win, won the seventh jade medal, temporarily ranked seventh. Feng Jue, the ranking has dropped, Wu Meng has already lost to him, and there is no need to fight again.

The next battle made everyone's hearts suddenly look forward to it, Jia Wuwu, Fang Hongxuan, Zhao Mingxuan, the three of them are all super strong Tianjiao characters, and the collision between them should be very exciting.

"Fang Hongxuan and Zhao Mingxuan fought first." Feng Long arranged, according to the ranking of the jade plate, the two were further behind, and the winner would fight with Jia Wuwu again.

"I conceded." Fang Hongxuan bowed humbly, then folded the fan, the strong wind swept out, the light of the divine pattern shone, his body was filled with a smell of books, as if a huge and ancient scripture appeared behind him, his palm trembled violently, as if an ancient text rioted out, turned into a fierce attack, and pounced on Zhao Mingxuan.

Zhao Mingxuan's palm slapped out, the golden palm print rolled, and Fang Hongxuan's ancient words slapped together, the ancient words seemed to be imprinted on the golden palm print, and the fierce force suppressed it, the ancient words seemed to have supreme mana, the golden palm print shattered, and the infinite tearing power rushed towards Zhao Mingxuan.

Zhao Mingxuan's expression was slightly condensed, and then a palm burst out, the light of the divine pattern flickered, a golden dragon roared out, the phantom swept the heavens and the earth, the ancient words were directly dispersed, and then the golden dragon phantom was rushed towards Fang Hongxuan.

Wu Meng stood under the battle platform, her jade fists clenched, Zhao Mingxuan was notoriously domineering and strong, she was worried that Zhao Mingxuan would hurt Fang Hongxuan.

"Close!" The ancient scripture behind Fang Hongxuan was suspended in front of him in the blink of an eye, the pages were opened, and a suction force suddenly appeared, and the golden dragon phantom rolled and impacted, but this suction completely controlled it, making it impossible to break free.

Roar!

The golden dragon roared angrily, struggling to break free, the ancient book also trembled, tumbling endlessly, two extremely strong forces converged and collided on the battle platform, the brilliance splashed, the battle platform rumbled and moved, both of them used the strongest attack, the breath was crazy, as if they were going to crush the opponent down.

"Cut!" Fang Hongxuan suddenly took a page from the ancient book, this page was like a giant sword, and it was frantically cut towards Zhao Mingxuan, Zhao Mingxuan's palm trembled, and a golden dragon phantom bombarded forward, but it was constantly cut off by the pages of the ancient book.

The two fought for a long time, and finally, Fang Hongxuan's page of a paper was cut off, Zhao Mingxuan's golden dragon phantom was completely shattered, and in the end, he was forced off the battlefield.

Fang Hongxuan, win, won the fifth jade medal, and Zhao Mingxuan was demoted to sixth.

Seeing that Fang Hongxuan won the victory, Wu Meng quietly breathed a sigh of relief, this flamboyant guy is really not bad in strength!

Next, it was the battle between Fang Hongxuan and Jia Wuwu.

"Jia Wuwu is good at mountain and river god patterns, Fang Hongxuan specializes in ancient book god patterns, they are all quite wonderful god patterns, the battle between the two, the victory or defeat is really hard to say." Han Feng looked at Jia Wuwu, who was strolling onto the stage, and secretly said in his heart, Jia Wuwu, is it really worry-free?

Fang Hongxuan's ancient book divine pattern slowly unfolded, and a distant and simple atmosphere permeated out, making people feel that this was not a divine pattern master, but a well-informed wise man.

Jia Wuwu's mountains and rivers are swept open, majestic, as if the general trend of the world, all into his divine patterns, outlining the lines at will, is the rivers, lakes and seas, mountains and rivers and mountains.

The two fought frantically, and the mountains and rivers swept through everything, but they couldn't devour the ancient book, which seemed to record the mystery of heaven and earth, and people couldn't easily peep at it.

"These two seedlings are good, and in time, they are both divine tattoo masters who can step into the realm of perfection." The Lord of Zhaotian Mansion nodded appreciatively in his heart, he only hated that the time was too short and he couldn't cultivate a Divine Tattoo Master of the Consummation Realm, otherwise, he would definitely not let the Shadow Sky Maniac be the dominant alone.

He even had the illusion that in this space, there was a strong man who was watching every move in this place, and she had no other purpose, just to see her disciple and win the first place.

The shadow maniac, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was just waiting for the final battle to come, and before that, he didn't even have to make a move.

In fact, just as the Lord of Zhaotian Mansion expected, in the void, there was a Miaoman figure standing there, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, unstained with worldly dust, her eyes were closely watching every move on the battle platform, and she muttered to herself, "Potian, the heir I cultivated for you, are you satisfied?" ”

Two peerless figures fought endlessly on the battle platform, one after another the attack of the tyrant seemed to be able to annihilate the heavens, and the mountain peaks slapped down from the heights, and everyone was shocked to see them, if they were on the battle platform, I am afraid that they would be killed in the blink of an eye.

"That's it, I can't beat you, I can only stop at the fifth seat." A few hours later, Fang Hongxuan let out a sigh, if he wanted to win the fourth seat, he had to defeat Jia Wuwu, but in fact he couldn't do it, and it was barely enough to tie.

The battle came to an abrupt end, the mountains and rivers were put away, the ancient books dissipated, and the fourth and fifth seats were settled.

"It's the last group." Many people's blood is boiling, Ying Tianmad, Cao Yu, and Si Kou Bailian, these three people should be the strongest people in this assessment, although the rest of the people are strong, but there should still be some gaps from these three people.

And among these three, the voice of the shadow maniac is the strongest, and in the eyes of many people, even without the need for assessment, the shadow maniac can win the first seat.

"Cao Yu, Si Kou Bailian, the two of you will fight first." Feng Long said, both of them nodded, although they were extremely proud, but in front of the shadow maniac, they didn't have this kind of proud capital, they fought first, and they were not ashamed.

In the eyes of many people, the battle between Cao Yu and Si Kou Bailian seems to be able to decide who the second and third seats belong to. If the Shadow Heavenly Maniac hadn't entered the Zhaotian Mansion three months ago, Cao Yu and Si Kou Bailian would have been the leaders of the younger generation.

The Lord of Zhaotian Mansion smiled and looked at his disciple Cao Yu, "Yu'er, try your best to fight, as a teacher, believe in you, you will not be defeated." ”

"Master rest assured, the victor must be a disciple." Cao Yu bowed to the Lord of Zhaotian Mansion and spit out a voice, looking full of confidence and awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

"Hundred refinements, your name is obtained for the teacher for you, after a thousand tempers, you yourself are like a peerless divine soldier, heaven and earth can be pierced, win victory, don't let the teacher down." An old man also stood up and said to Si Kou Bailian, which made many people look sideways, it turned out that the name of Si Kou Bailian was taken by this old man, and he was invincible.

"Master, rest assured, the third seat will not be a disciple." Si Kou Bailian's eyes flashed with essence, and he was also extremely confident, first, he was not sure, but to win the second, he was determined to win.

The two peerless figures quickly exchanged fronts on the battle platform, Cao Yu raised his hand and blasted out hundreds of golden feather swords, the sharp qi seemed to be able to penetrate the space, and the entire battle platform was completely in the golden sword rain, dazzling, but the cold killing power contained in the sword feather made many people frightened.

Si Kou Bailian seemed to be full of divine weapons, his fingers trembled again and again, engraved with divine patterns, a golden knife seemed to slash the heavens obliquely, the knife momentum broke everything, the light of the divine spear flickered, and it burst out, suddenly shattering the endless golden feathers, and stabbing Cao Yu directly.

"The inscription and use of the divine pattern by the two of them are all at the same level, but Si Kou Bailian's fighting spirit is stronger and his aura is stronger, as if he can crush the opponent with his momentum, which is beyond Cao Yu's reach." Han Feng watched the battle between the two and secretly commented, the winner, he is more optimistic about Si Kou Bailian.

Just like his name, Si Kou has been tempered for a hundred years, experienced in a hundred battles, tempered for thousands of times, and has a winning heart that is incomparably strong.

The battle between the two lasted for several hours, and in the end, both of them were a little out of strength, and in the end, Cao Yu was defeated.

"Si Kou is refined, and the war shadow is crazy." Feng Long announced, but saw Si Kou Bailian shaking his head, "No need, the gap between me and him, I know in my heart, there is no need to fight again, he is first, I am second, Cao Yu is third, and the top three, so it's decided!" ”

Hearing Si Kou Bailian's words, everyone took it for granted, as if the top three had already been destined, it was these three people, only Han Feng, there was a sharp edge in his eyes, no, the top three, it was not decided!

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