The young disciple of the Netherworld Sect who had just flown into the ring was named Lu Xiaochen.

Among the inner disciples of the Netherworld, he is very famous, and his combat power can rank in the top ten.

"You're right, we were originally allies, but for the sake of the spirit mine, let's stop chirping crookedly and do it. ”

As the words fell, he kicked the ground with both feet and jumped into the air with his strength. Then he pulled out the long sword on his back, and with a condescending momentum, he slashed at Liu Xiaoliu with a sword, and the sword was pouring like a galaxy.

Liu Xiaoliu smiled, without the intention of dodging, his right hand volleyed into a circle, and the circle became bigger and bigger, floating above his head.

The astonishing sword light fell in the circle, and it disappeared out of thin air like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a ripple.

"Could it be that this is the long-lost transfer immortal method!"

"That's right, this is the long-lost transfer immortal method!"

"That Liu Xiaoliu is stupid, and he has actually refined the long-lost transfer immortal method!"

"What a surprise!"

Everyone watching the battle was stunned, all because the magic power used by Liu Xiaoliu was a secret technique that had been lost for thousands of years - the transfer immortal method!

The so-called transfer of immortal methods is to transfer the enemy's attacks to other places, even to the caster himself.

With the other technique, the other body is also used, this is the subtlety of the transfer of immortal arts.

"I don't believe in evil!" Lu Xiaochen's face changed slightly, and he swung nine hundred and eighty-one swords in a row, and suddenly a dense sword rain condensed above the ring, obscuring the sunlight and plunging the lower part into darkness.

Lu Xiaochen's left hand pressed down, and the layers of sword rain fell towards Liu Xiaoliu's head.

"Hey......

Liu Xiaoliu smirked, but still didn't hide, as just now, he drew a circle on the top of his head, and the circle quickly became larger, enveloping the entire ring.

Wave after wave of sword rain all fell in the circle, and disappeared out of thin air just now. Then, the rain of swords fell on the high mountain dozens of miles away, hitting the high mountain with thousands of holes, and the earth rumbled.

Liu Xiaoliu was really powerful, and he actually transferred the sword rain dozens of miles away. ”

"Obviously, Liu Xiaoliu's subordinates have shown mercy, if he transfers the sword rain to Lu Xiaochen's body, I'm afraid Lu Xiaochen will only have a dead end. ”

Under the ring, someone was amazed.

With a wave of Liu Xiaoliu's right hand, the circle above his head disappeared out of thin air, and the clarity of heaven and earth was restored.

"How can this be?" Lu Xiaochen was cold from head to toe, he had used ten success forces just now, and he couldn't even hurt Liu Xiaoliu's hair, which was very weird.

At this time, Liu Xiaoliu rose to the sky, level with Lu Xiaochen, and then slapped Lu Xiaochen's heart with a palm.

Lu Xiaochen immediately put down the protective shield, and slapped Liu Xiaoliu with his left hand.

Bang!

The two palms struck, and the space trembled, bursting out a circle of energy waves.

Click!

Lu Xiaochen's left hand was twisted and broken, and Liu Xiaoliu's palm was still like a bamboo, slapping on his talisman mask, shattering his talisman mask, and his whole person flew out dozens of feet away, rolling in the void for more than a dozen rolls, and spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Liu Xiaoliu became more and more courageous, followed Lu Xiaochen like a shadow, and kicked Lu Xiaochen's back.

Bang!

Lu Xiaochen fell outside the ring, smashing the ground and shaking, his bones were broken by seventy or eighty percent, and his face was as pale as paper.

"According to the rules of the competition, if you fall outside the ring, you will lose. Therefore, in this competition, Liu Xiaoliu won!"

When Ghost Venerable announced the results of the competition, his face was a little ugly, after all, Lu Xiaochen was a disciple of his Netherworld.

"Concession ......" Liu Xiaoliu clasped his fists with both hands to Lu Xiaochen, who was small in the ring, and said with a smile.

"This Liu Xiaoliu is also a strange person, not much different from Xiao Heng of Tianyangmen. ”

"Refining and transferring the immortal method, is it a simple character?"

"In my opinion, among the young generation present, only Su Hongyang can compete with Liu Xiaoliu, and even Xiao Heng, the freak, is not Liu Xiaoliu's opponent. ”

......

Under the ring, everyone talked about it, and they were all optimistic about Liu Xiaoliu, because he had refined the long-lost "Transfer Immortal Method".

This kind of supernatural power is enough to be described as an earth-shattering ghost.

After Liu Xiaoliu jumped out of the ring, the ghost venerable gave Su Hongyang a look, let Su Hongyang go to the ring, and then glanced at the direction of Tianyangmen, and said, "It's your turn, which one do you send?"

Gongsun Changsong looked at He Shengquan, then at Xiao Heng, and asked, "Which of you has the confidence to defeat Su Hongyang?"

Seeing that Xiao Heng didn't answer, He Shengquan thought he was afraid, and immediately showed a mocking smile, and said: "At first glance, you know that you are a coward, you kind of cowardice has already lost to others in terms of momentum, and you will be sent to death if you go up." Let's come, I have long wanted to learn Su Hongyang's skills. ”

"It's good to have self-confidence, but blind self-confidence isn't necessarily a good thing. Xiao Heng smiled and said, "If I go up, I may not lose." But you go up and lose 100 percent. ”

"Xiao Heng, what are you talking about, is it that He Shengquan lost, you are very happy?!"

Gao Xingyuan clenched his fists and hated Xiao Heng to the core.

"If I win, what will happen to you?" He Shengquan also glared at Xiao Heng angrily.

"I want you to win, but you have to have that ability. Xiao Heng said with a smile.

"Let's see!" He Shengquan glared at Xiao Heng fiercely, and swore in his heart: If I win, I want you to look good!

"Don't quarrel!" Gongsun Changsong said with an angry face: "This competition is very important, no matter who plays, you must do your best." ”

"Rest assured, Lord Apologetic, I will definitely win this game. ”

He Shengquan assured and jumped into the ring.

In the ring, Su Hongyang glanced at He Shengquan and said contemptuously:

"I thought it was Xiao Heng's freak who came up, he came up, and he could still have a few tricks with me. As for you, you are not qualified to be my opponent, and you will definitely lose within three moves. ”

"Hubris, I'll let you know the end of hubris!"

He Shengquan shouted angrily, he was a well-known genius disciple of Tianyangmen, and when he became famous, Xiao Heng didn't know where the birds didn't. However, even Su Hongyang said that he was not as good as Xiao Heng, could he not be angry?

"It's not arrogance, it's the confidence of the strong. Su Hongyang raised the corners of his mouth, smiled disdainfully, and said, "For you, I am really not qualified to be my opponent." I said, if you don't lose in three moves, I will lose. ”

"You're so powerful, let the horses come!"

After He Shengquan finished speaking, he took the lead.

He flew into the air and used the secret technique of Tianyangmen: Eighteen Swords of Wind and Thunder, and slashed eighteen swords at Su Hongyang, and the sword qi formed a huge net, swirling with wind and thunder, crackling. The giant net shrouded Su Hongyang below and quickly pressed it down.

"The Eighteen Swords of Wind and Thunder seem to be very powerful, but they are only imaginary, and they can be said to be vulnerable. ”

Su Hongyang said, holding a golden long sword in his right hand, stirring upward, stirring a huge whirlpool in mid-air, tearing the sword net apart like turning over a river and a sea.