Bai Shijing stepped into the ring and said: "The first round of eleven matches is over, and the two points are Mo Hongsheng, Jin Feihong, Leng Yehan, Long Huafeng, Yao Meng'er, Ghost Dance, Nalan Jiayu, Wu Qianling, Yi Qingfan, Yang Tian, Du Xiaolou, and Jian Wu. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As soon as the list was announced, Yi Qingfan said in his heart: "That's not right! Who is this sword? ”

Yao Meng'er saw Yi Qingfan's doubts and said: "Luck is also a kind of strength, in the previous Jianxiao Peak competitions, the number of top 20 players is an odd number, so there must be one person who is alone, and the person who is alone will be directly promoted." ”

Yi Qingfan suddenly realized.

"Deduct one point: Mo Hongyun, Mo Hongfeng, Xuanyuan Qingling, Han Lingxuan, Han Lingxuan, Lin Yu, Tie Mo'er, Shaochi Yuyun, Wu Hui, Tang Haotian, Yan Luochen."

"Attention Contestants! Those who deduct one point, if they lose another game, will be eliminated directly. ”

"The first game of the second round starts right away! The two sides of the game are Jian Wu against Mo Hongsheng. ”

Bai Shibin said softly.

Jian Wu and Mo Hongsheng entered in response.

Mo Hongsheng naturally didn't need to say much, he still looked polite.

Jian Wu was dressed in black, with bronze skin, carrying a long sword, the long sword was one meter and two, and the scabbard was wrapped in layers of black cloth, obviously Jian Wu cherished his sword very much.

Bai Shibin gave an order, and the game officially began.

Mo Hongsheng casually drew his sword.

The dazzling sword light shot out in a volley, attacking the sword feather left and right.

Just when the sword was about to hit the sword feather, suddenly the sword light flashed, and at some point, the sword godless unknowingly pulled out the long sword, and with a wave of his hand, he emitted a sword qi that shook Mo Hongsheng's sword together.

Mo Hongsheng was about to attack again, but suddenly heard a 'click', looked down and saw that the sword in his hand was actually cut into two by a sword without a sword.

"What a strong sword qi!"

Yao Meng'er said stupidly.

Mo Hongsheng frowned, and he was afraid that he would meet an opponent this time, so he burst out and summoned the purple electric spray cloud beast.

At the same time, with a flip of his wrist, a long black sword fell into his hand.

The Purple Spray Cloud Beast jumped into the ring and hurriedly created a large number of purple clouds.

As before, create a purple cloud space in the ring, and no one can see anyone.

Mo Hong grew his sword into his hand, jumped over, and stabbed at Jian Wu with a sword under the cover of Ziyun.

The sword was not in the purple clouds, and he couldn't distinguish Mo Hongsheng, so he could only wait for the rabbit.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the momentum of the whole person changed dramatically, his whole person was like a sword, and there was a faint fluctuation of sword qi on his body, emitting a faint light, bounce away the purple clouds around him.

The audience below sees the scene on the field.

Like a sword standing in the purple clouds, although it is a little lonely, it is really beautiful.

Just when everyone is admiring this beautiful scenery.

Suddenly, a black light flashed in the purple clouds.

The next moment, Mo Hongsheng flew with a sword and stabbed a sword into Jian Wu's chest.

At the same time, the Purple Lightning Spray Cloud Beast jumped up from behind Jian Huayu and bit down on Jian Wu's neck.

At this time, Jian Wushuang's eyes opened, and his eyes were directed towards Mo Hongsheng in front of him, Mo Hongsheng was looked at by Jian Wu, as if he was nailed by two long swords, his body was cold, and his whole body trembled, he subconsciously improved his skill again, and transported the power of Zhiyang in the Zhiyang swordsmanship to the sword body, and the black long sword in his hand was like a red-hot iron pestle, stabbing straight at Jian Wu.

Just when the tip of Mo Hongsheng's sword was on Jian Wu's sword qi fluctuations, the sword was already moving, and the movement was amazing, and suddenly a sword light rose from his body.

The intense sword light was like a lone star in the night, dazzling, and it shook Mo Hongsheng and the purple electric cloud beast in front of and behind his body at the same time.

"Sword Heart Realm!"

Yi Qingfan, who had been meditating and resting, felt the breath here and was shocked.

He didn't expect that he would encounter the 'Sword Heart Realm' that Jiang Tianyun said here.

Although Yi Qingfan had not seen the 'Sword Heart Realm' with his own eyes, he had personally experienced that artistic conception when he competed with Jiang Tianyun.

That wonderful aura was exactly the same as the sword at this time.

Look at the game again.

Ziyun was directly dispersed by Kennaku's strong sword aura.

Mo Hongsheng and the Purple Spray Cloud Beast landed on the ground outside the ring.

What everyone didn't expect was that Jian Wu could knock Mo Hongsheng and the Purple Electric Cloud Beast out of the field with just sword qi, and the cultivation of the two of them was immediately apparent.

Bai Shibin flashed to the stage to announce the results.

No one expected that the battle between the two would end in such a way.

Jian Wu jumped out of the ring and walked into the preparation area.

When he walked to Yi Qingfan's side.

Yi Qingfan could clearly feel an unruly sword aura, faintly emanating from his body.

Feeling this breath, Yi Qingfan's heart of a king suddenly beat twice, as if he was being slackened by something to defend his dignity.

"What a strong Kenshin!"

Yi Qingfan couldn't help but chatter, "I don't know what kind of cultivation this person is?" If he has already reached the cultivation of the Sword King, I am afraid that few people are his opponents. ”

Just as Yi Qingfan was talking to himself, the second group of contestants had already entered.

They are Jin Feihong and Wu Hui.

Seeing Wu Hui, Yi Qingfan was shocked.

Unexpectedly, in just one pillar of incense, Wu Hui actually recovered as before, and the injuries on his body had completely disappeared, and there was no trace at all.

Yi Qingfan said in his heart, this time he was only afraid that Jin Feihong would fall into a bitter fight.

Sure enough.

As soon as the two of them played.

Wu Hui showed a nine-toothed steel knife.

Shaking the steel knife slightly, Jin Feihong only felt a severe headache in his head, and when he woke up, he had been slashed in his left arm by Wu Hui.

Jin Feihong was shocked in his heart, and immediately recalled the battle between Yi Qingfan and Wu Hui, and when he looked back at this time, he said no wonder he always felt that Yi Qingfan was wrong at that time, it turned out that his divine consciousness had been attacked.

Thinking of this, Jin Feihong hurriedly performed the ancestral internal strength method "Pure Heart Formula", and his head was only a little clearer at this time.

Wu Hui saw that his Horcrux attack was ineffective against Jin Feihong, so he directly attacked Jin Feihong with a knife.

Jin Feihong is also a person who uses a knife, he has a horizontal golden knife, resisting the attack of the nine-toothed steel knife, who knows that the double knife has just touched, and the eight steel rings on the nine-tooth steel knife rattled, hearing this sound, Jin Feihong still has a headache even if he has the "Pure Heart Formula" to protect his divine sense.

Wu Hui took this opportunity to hit Jin Feihong's lower abdomen with one kick.

Jin Feihong spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Wu Hui took advantage of the situation to pursue, kicked out, and directly kicked Jin Feihong in the back, Jin Feihong was kicked and rolled four or five times in a row before he stabilized his body.

He endured the pain in his body, hurriedly got up, and put the golden knife in front of him, for fear that Wu Hui would pursue him again.

Who knew that Wu Hui did not pursue, but sneered and slashed his hand with a nine-toothed steel knife.

At the same time, the blood-red crown on Wu Hui's head appeared, and the strong power of the Martial King instantly made it difficult for Jin Feihong to move.

Seeing that the nine-toothed steel knife was stained red with blood, the eight steel rings on the steel knife were absorbing blood.

Jin Feihong had a bad premonition, as long as this blood was absorbed by the steel ring, he was afraid that something terrible would happen.

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