In other words, the ten finalists were finally determined, among which one person from the Buddha Sect was unrelieved, one person from Taiqing Gate was Chang Ming, one person from Tianyin Pavilion was Dugu Jian, two people from Sanxiu Wan Hai and Xiong Batian, and two people from the Demon Gate Gu Mo Luo and Gu Mo Shu, the most surprising thing is-

The inconspicuous Confucianism actually had two people enter the ten-person genus, not to mention Dai Zimeng's luck against the sky, and in the second round, he entered the finals after only two battles. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Relatively speaking, Yi Tiannan is undoubtedly much harder, he has fought four battles, and each one is more difficult than the other, and these four battles have also made him the blackest dark horse in this game, which is so black that it is dazzling.

It was precisely because of Yi Tiannan's outstanding performance that only one Jian Chen of Wanxian Sect entered the finals, and Wang Daoyuan and Jun Yiming, who had the strength to enter the top three, were all beheaded by Yi Tiannan.

Regarding Wan Xianzong's jealousy of Yi Tiannan, I won't go into detail here, just talk about this final-

As for the rules of the finals, at the beginning, Wang Taohai had already said that ten people would fight in pairs, and each person would have to experience nine battles, with a total of forty-five battles before and after.

The final ranking is determined by the number of wins of each person, and if the two people win the same number of games, then the order of the two people is determined according to the victory or loss of the battle between the two people.

Such competition rules are still relatively fair, and there is no opportunistic opportunity under such rules, the strong will definitely be ranked first, people like Dai Zimeng who come in by luck, hehe~

The most excited are the audience in the audience, they can see so many battles, that is what they can't ask for, such battles are the most exciting, and some people have specially opened some gambling games, bets between two people, and gambling games in the final rankings, which is also one of the reasons why they are excited.

Wang Taohai's figure appeared in the sky above the venue again, "According to our discussion, the list of competitions has been decided, and I will personally serve as the referee for the next competition, you can go all out and have no scruples......

"Okay, since there's nothing to do, let's have the first competition, oh, by the way, if there is any special reason to postpone your own competition, but it should not exceed three days, okay, the first competition, the two sides of the competition-"

"Wanxian Sect, Sword Dust, Battle, Taiqingmen, Chang Ming ......"

Chang Ming didn't care anymore, he went to the ring lightly, Chang Ming was ugly, this Nima ran into a hard stubble as soon as he came on the court, and he lost the game. But there was no way, sooner or later they had to meet, so they had to reluctantly go to the ring.

As soon as he came to the stage, "Brother Sword hasn't seen you for a long time, the demeanor is still the same, for a while, Brother Wanwang Jian's subordinates will be merciful, save some face for the younger brother, hehe......" Although he is practicing the ruthless way of killing, his hippie smile skills have not fallen at all.

On the contrary, Jian Chen's face was indifferent, quite the demeanor of a kendo master, "Chang Ming, I know what tricks you have, let me see what kind of heat your killing sword has cultivated......"

After speaking, without waiting for Chang Ming to react, a sword qi stabbed towards Chang Ming, Chang Ming screamed, the blood sword behind his back shot out, a sword shattered the sword qi, did not retreat, but advanced, and pressed towards the sword dust.

Jian Chen secretly shouted, 'Good come', so that Chang Ming was fighting in one place, and for a while, the sword qi in the ring was vertical and horizontal, the blood qi was flying, and the red sword qi and the silver-white sword qi were constantly colliding, confronting, and rubbing......

Yi Tiannan looked at the competition between them with blazing eyes, he hadn't seen Jian Chen's shot well, but when he saw it today, it was really extraordinary, the sword moves were sharp, the sword aura was horizontal, and in the face of his strong combat strength, Chang Ming had already begun to lose power.

Chang Ming is really not Jian Chen's opponent, within a quarter of an hour, Chang Ming has already begun to lose, if it goes on like this, Chang Ming will undoubtedly be defeated, Chang Ming also found out his situation, so he did not hesitate to burst out his strongest move.

The huge blood-red killing sword appeared above his head and slashed towards Jian Chen, and a sword figure that seemed to be real and illusory appeared in Jian Chen's hand, and the figure floated up and attacked towards the killing sword.

I saw a white figure shining with a silver-white edge, flying up and down the huge blood-red killing sword, I don't know if it was a moment or two later, the figure of Jian Chen's reappeared, with his hands behind his waist, indifferently looking at the killing sword that was slashing towards him.

And after the killing sword came to the range of the sword dust, it shattered, turned into a little blood and disappeared into the air, like a chain reaction, Chang Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became extremely sluggish.

And that's the end of it? This is also too simple, strong, too strong, Yi Tiannan's pupils contracted sharply, this sword dust is definitely his fierce opponent, although the means are very simple, but the sword light is almost invincible, extremely sharp.

Yi Tiannan's gaze has been following Jian Chen, but he can only see the traces of his sword light, such a fast sword, at least tens of thousands of swords are swung out in an instant, which is very human speed.

As for Chang Ming, he looked depressed, his face was depressed at this time, he knew that he was not as good as Jian Chen, but he didn't expect that he would lose so badly, so simply.

Jian Chen has always been very indifferent, maintaining his demeanor as a sword cultivator. After the competition, he wanted to float away, Chang Ming smiled miserably,

"Brother Sword, a good sharp sword, such a fast sword, it's not as good as ...... below"

Jian Chenyi frowned, "Your killing sword lacks the heart of killing, lacks the essence of killing, killing for the sake of killing, you will never be able to get a glimpse of the essence of the way of killing, this point, you are not as good as that person......"

Speaking of this, Jian Chen's eyes glanced at Yi Tiannan intentionally or unintentionally, although Yi Tiannan's killing sword was not powerful, but it gave Jian Chen a cold and piercing feeling, the pure killing intent that wanted to choose the sky and devour it was the posture that a real killing sword should have.

Chang Ming noticed the turn of Jian Chen's gaze, and also noticed Yi Tiannan, Yi Tiannan's Killing Sword was indeed deeply engraved in his mind, he had already figured it out, Yi Tiannan's Killing Sword was cultivated recently, and it was inspired by himself, but why could he do it better than himself?

Although he was a little depressed, he didn't think about it deeply, and now when he heard Jian Chen's words, Chang Mingcai was shocked, it turned out that he had missed such important information, he solemnly saluted Jian Chen, nothing about winning or losing, nothing about the sect, he deserved to worship himself.

Jian Chen waved his hand and floated down the ring. Chang Ming then got out of the ring with a thoughtful expression, he was thinking about what his killing sword was missing, and what was this killing heart? It has so seriously limited the play of his strength.

Wang Taohai appeared again, "Okay, the first competition is over, Wanxian Sect Sword Dust wins Taiqingmen Changming, the second game-"

"Confucianism Yi Tiannan, fighting against the ...... of dominating the sky"