Li Huiming said: "The rules are dead, people are alive, since the two of them have a deep hatred, as long as both parties agree, we can do something special, why not let them compete?"

Huo Lao was so angry that he couldn't speak, he only spit out one word, and said, "You!"

Zhu Gangwei and the others said in unison: "Alliance leader, you can't promise him to compete." ”

An Xiaoyu looked at Qiu Shilai and said with a smile: "You really want to fight me to the death?"

Qiu Shilai said: "Do you dare to fight?"

An Xiaoyu said: "Why don't you dare? Since I can destroy you all over the house, I am not afraid of your retaliation, today we just solve the problem openly, and the province will have to watch out for you from time to time in the future." ”

Li Huiming said: "Since both of you agree to fight to the death, then sign the contract of life and death." ”

After speaking, Li Huiming raised his hand, and a rune floated in midair.

An Xiaoyu and Qiu Shilai did not hesitate, and both left their own divine soul imprints on the runes.

Qiu Shilai didn't talk nonsense, pulled out the sword, and slashed at An Xiaoyu with a sword, the tip of the sword spit out a sword more than a meter long, and the cut air made a "snort" sound.

An Xiaoyu held the nine-pattern meteorite iron rod in his hand, and raised the rod accordingly.

The iron rod and the sword mang, the sword light was like substance, and it did not collapse at all.

Sure enough, the sixth-order martial king was extraordinary, much stronger than the fourth-order martial king, and the sword condensed by the gang qi alone was as hard as steel.

An Xiaoyu was forced to take a few steps back by the sword, and with a strong lift of the nine-pattern meteorite iron rod, the sword bounced away.

Qiu Shilai's body was suspended in the air, the long sword stabbed straight ahead, An Xiaoyu resisted with a horizontal stick, and the sword was pierced on the iron rod, pushing An Xiaoyu to retreat again and again, and the bluestones in the ring were torn apart.

"Get out. The iron rod rune lit up, and the weight suddenly doubled, An Xiaoyu shouted, his feet firmly stepped on the ground, the muscles of his arms bulged, and he pushed the iron rod outward.

The sword bent into a nice arc and flicked.

Qiu Shilai used the power of the sword to rebound, and a beautiful backflip landed gently in the ring, causing a burst of cheers.

An Xiaoyu held the stick in his right hand, turned his back behind him, and slapped Qiu Shilai with his left hand.

A flame more than two feet long shot towards Qiu Shilai.

Qiu Shilai also held a sword in one hand, and the other hand stretched out his palm to meet it, and a water dragon greeted the flames.

"Hey, I forgot that Lao Qiu's specialty is water skills, frozen for thousands of miles. "I saw that the water dragon extinguished the flames, and then continued to rush.

The cold air in An Xiaoyu's body burst out, and the temperature within a few zhang of the surroundings plummeted, and the water dragon suddenly turned into an ice dragon, with teeth and claws, fixed in mid-air.

An Xiaoyu punched out, and the ice dragon several zhang long turned into ice crystals and scattered in the ring.

The battle of the chess opponent caused bursts of cheers from all the disciples, of course, the old disciples supported Qiu Shi more, the new disciples and miscellaneous disciples, and the outer disciples supported An Xiaoyu more, after all, An Xiaoyu represented the grassroots family.

Qiu Shilai saw An Xiaoyu and himself tied, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, stretched out his hand to wipe the ring, and three flying swords suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Go. Qiu Shi pointed with his hand, and the spirit manipulated the flying sword sword array to shoot towards An Xiaoyu.

The three flying swords stabbed towards An Xiaoyu in the shape of a zigzag.

An Xiaoyu

Perform the Wind Walk, dodge left and right in the ring, and dodge flying swords.

The flying sword was like having eyes, and chased after An Xiaoyu closely.

"Senior Brother Qiu is really powerful, he has actually successfully cultivated the sword control technique, and he can manipulate three flying swords at a time, which can only be done with the strength of the divine soul possessed by a high-level martial king. The knowledgeable disciple exclaimed.

"Sword control technique manipulated by the divine soul?" An Xiaoyu dodged the flying sword while listening to the discussion of the disciples below, and suddenly his heart moved, and a trace of arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Aren't you looking for abuse by playing with me Soul Control Swordsmanship?"

An Xiaoyu opened up the big vertebral point and entered the fourth-order martial king, and the strength of the divine soul was already comparable to that of the middle-order demon god, how could he put the divine soul of the sixth-order martial king in his eyes.

The invisible divine soul's big hand suddenly stretched out, cutting off the connection between Qiu Shilai's divine soul and the flying sword, and the three flying swords lost control and fell to the ground.

"Huh", An Xiaoyu's divine soul grabbed the three flying swords and retracted in front of him, his divine soul fluctuated, and he had already erased Qiu Shilai's divine soul imprint on the flying sword.

Qiu Shilai's soul brand was damaged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with "wow", and his face turned pale.

Before he could react, An Xiaoyu had already manipulated three flying swords to stab at Qiu Shilai.

The disciples under the ring felt that their worldview had changed.

"That An Xiaoyu Divine Soul is stronger than Senior Brother Qiu Shilai, not only did he snatch Senior Brother Qiu's three flying swords, but now he can manipulate the flying sword to stab Senior Brother Qiu back. ”

"You must know that the flying sword of a martial artist is usually nourished with a divine soul, An Xiaoyu erased Senior Brother Qiu's divine soul brand in an instant, and he can also manipulate the flying sword, how strong his divine soul is. ”

Seeing his three flying swords stabbing at him, Qiu Shilai was shocked and angry, and hurriedly danced his sword to resist.

The three flying swords flew around nimbly as if they were tied to ropes, stabbing at Qiu Shilai from unexpected angles.

Qiu Shilai's body is elegant, shuttling between flying swords like butterflies.

"It's a good body, I'll add some material to you. ”

An Xiaoyu sneered, and the vitality in his body changed.

As soon as Qiu Shilai's sword touched a flying sword, he felt a burst of electricity coming from his arm, which instantly spread throughout his body, his body was numb, his hands were soft, the sword couldn't hold it, and it fell to the ground, and at the same time, the ethereal black wind stood up.

Only then did the disciples see clearly that the three flying swords controlled by An Xiaoyu were wrapped with blue lightning and were emitting a "crackling" arc sound.

Lightning Peak Peak Lord Sikong Li looked at Thunder Peak Peak Lord Lei Ming and said, "This kid is not bad, he has cultivated the lightning skill in such a short period of time. ”

Lei Ming said: "Yes, An Xiaoyu's thundering skill has also been cultivated, but our Thunder Valley and Lightning Valley have suffered, and it will take at least a few months to fully recover." ”

Sikong Li said: "For a genius to appear in the sect, those losses don't matter. ”

Lei Ming glanced at Li Huiming's direction with his eyes and said, "But there are people who think differently from us." ”

Sikong Li said: "Recently, he has been too close to the royal family, and he has forgotten the responsibility of the Yunjian Sect to supervise the royal family. ”

Lei Ming sighed:

"Alas, it's a pity that the sect master has not been heard from since he left, and he is now becoming more and more rampant. ”

As he spoke, the winner and loser had already been decided on the field, and the flying sword had pierced Qiu Shilai's heart.

Qiu Shilai's body stiffened, covering his chest with one hand, and reaching out to An Xiaoyu with the other, his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, and he wanted to speak, but blood kept gushing out, and he couldn't spit out a word.

In the end, he finally fell headlong in the ring.

An Xiaoyu walked to Qiu Shilai's side, stretched out his hand and pulled out the flying sword, then took off the ring in his hand, and then faced the audience, and said, "Which other senior brother of the fifth-order and sixth-order martial king realm has given advice?"

There was silence in the audience, and not a single disciple took the stage.

Just kidding, Qiu Shilai of the sixth-order Martial King realm has been killed, who has nowhere to give away the most points?

You can get 1,000 points for a win, which is good, but it depends on who you steal the points from?

Is An Xiaoyu's points so easy to grab?

It's better to save it.

And the high-level martial kings have their own insistence, so naturally they can't lower their status to compete with An Xiaoyu, who is several realms lower, if they win, if they lose, they will really capsize in the gutter, and they won't be able to raise their heads for the rest of their lives.

"Since there is no one to challenge, let's ask Senior Brother An to get off the stage and rest first. The referee waited for a while, and when he saw that no one came up to challenge, he waved his hand to An Xiaoyu and said.

An Xiaoyu has won ten fourth-order martial kings and one sixth-order martial king in a row, and has already obtained 12,000 points, and his ranking has jumped to the 280th place in the Xuan List, so he walked out of the ring with satisfaction.

A disciple had already carried Qiu Shilai's body out of the ring.

The challenge continues.

However, with An Xiaoyu Zhuyu in front, the competition of the other disciples was boring.

Until Yueyang stepped into the ring.

"Moon Yang, Moon Yang, Moon Yang!"

Yue Yang is already the first person in the Xuan Bang, so naturally as soon as he took the stage, he caused waves of cheers in the entire square.

Yue Yang was still dressed in red, with a red veil on his face, and his calm eyes could not see the emotions caused by the fanaticism of many male disciples and the jealousy of female disciples.

Yue Yang is the pinnacle of the ninth-order martial king, and it is the first-order martial god who has to be challenged.

Although the realm of the Martial God is one realm higher than that of the Martial King, there is a big difference between the two, mainly because the Martial God has been able to grasp a trace of the power of the realm.

The power of the realm can change the space in which you or your opponent are located, and can solidify or slow down the opponent's physical and martial arts.

Being able to compete with the first beauty of Yunjian Sect on the same stage is naturally a very exciting thing.

Suddenly, several first-order martial god disciples rushed to take the stage.

The scene was funny for a while.

Fortunately, the referee came forward to arrange these guys.

A disciple who realized good luck was the first to enter the ring.

As soon as the first-order martial god disciple came up, he formed a field in a radius of several zhang in the ring, and the air became much thicker.

Yue Yang drew his sword out of the sheath, and in his right hand was the sword made of meteorite iron that he obtained with An Xiaoyu.

The Meteorite Iron Sword was dark throughout, with two dragon-like runes carved on the spine of the sword on both sides.

Yue Yang's vitality was injected into the meteoric iron sword, and the tip of the sword spit out a dragon-shaped sword more than two meters long, and there were bursts of dragon groans between the dances

Voices.

Yue Yang slashed out with a sword, and the air made a muffled sound of "poof", and the domain was immediately broken.

Yue Yang didn't wait for that disciple to react, and stabbed straight with his sword.

The first-order martial god disciple waved his sword to parry, losing the advantage of the domain, how could an ordinary disciple resist Yue Yang's attack, but he was forced out of the ring by Yue Yang's sword before he reached five moves.

Then several other first-order martial god disciples stepped onto the ring in turn, and all of them were defeated by Yue Yang without exception.

It can be seen that Yueyang's cross-level combat ability is also very strong.

And through the battle, An Xiaoyu found that Yue Yang had mastered the five attribute skills of metal, wood, water, fire, and wind, and each attribute skill had reached a small level.

Those first-order martial gods originally wanted to show their hands in front of the beauties, but they didn't expect to be abused in line, which caused the other disciples to laugh at them for a while, and they were all disgraced and embarrassed.

"Senior Sister Yueyang, I am willing to lower my cultivation and fight with you, I don't know if Senior Sister Yueyang appreciates her face and competes with me?"

"It turned out to be him!" An Xiaoyu looked at the man, and his gaze gradually became cold.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Supreme Demon Saint of the Other World" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~