Hearing Ji Tianxing's words, Lu Baishuang bowed slightly.

"Not very strong, very strong!"

Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and asked, "That Tianxin Martial Saint, what was the ranking of the last Holy Meeting?"

"Fifth. ”

"What about you?"

"Sixth. Lu Baishuang said in a low tone, with a hint of unwillingness in his expression.

"The Martial Saint of the Luoshui Divine Kingdom who came to participate in the Holy Meeting, I am ranked the highest, but I can't even enter the top five.

Therefore, the Luoshui Divine Kingdom has always been criticized by everyone and is the weakest Divine Kingdom. ”

Ji Tianxing became more and more puzzled and asked: "Strange, I look at the results of this first round of lottery, which are basically strong and weak duels, and there is not much suspense about victory or defeat."

Why did it come to you and it turned into a strong showdown?"

Lu Baishuang shook his head and said in a dull tone: "For two consecutive Holy Meetings, I was defeated by the sword of the Heavenly Heart Martial Saint.

I heard that he had cultivated a peerless sword book ten years ago, and his skills had improved by leaps and bounds.

I'm afraid I'm ...... this fight."

Ji Tianxing thought for a while, his eyes became much colder, and he said: "In this way, the result of this lottery is very problematic, and most of it was deliberately arranged by Yuan Zhen and them."

The Tianxin Martial Saint was already stronger than you, and his skills increased greatly ten years ago, so he must be completely sure to defeat you.

Yuan Zhen did this to deliberately eliminate you in the first round, so that you would lose face. ”

Lu Baishuang nodded, and said indifferently: "It's just that you want to humiliate me, what a despicable villain!"

If I am eliminated in the first round and can't even enter the top fourteen, I will definitely become a laughing stock and damage the prestige of the Luoshui Divine Kingdom. ”

Ji Tianxing shook his head lightly, looked at her with a smile, and said in a firm tone: "Don't worry, no matter what conspiracy they have, don't think about ruining the prestige of the Luoshui Divine Kingdom."

What you lost, I'll help you get it back with interest!"

Lu Baishuang turned his head to look at him, and after a moment of silence, he nodded solemnly and said, "Okay! I hope you can make a splash and trample everyone under your feet."

In this way, we can relieve our hatred and avenge their siege of us!"

Ji Tianxing smiled and nodded.

At this time, the first fight is about to begin.

A middle-aged man dressed in gray linen and carrying an ancient sword with a back pattern on his back stepped into the golden light gate in the middle of the disc first.

"Huh!"

With a flash of golden light, he left the white light disc and appeared in the void a hundred miles away.

Obviously, this person is none other than the Heavenly Martial Saint, a descendant of a hidden great sect from the Taihao Divine Kingdom.

Shen Yue Martial Saint, who was wearing a pink dress and was dressed in a fancy way, smiled at the several martial saints beside him before turning around and flying into the light gate.

"Wait for my triumphant return. ”

Qingshan Wusheng and Chaoying and others opened their mouths to cheer for her.

"Shen Yue Martial Saint, Tianchang Martial Saint is not your opponent at all, you can easily win. ”

"According to Bendi, it will be a quarter of an hour at most. ”

"Shen Yue Martial Saint can be ranked in the top ten, but that day Chang Martial Saint is a last-rate ......"

In the blink of an eye, Shen Yue Martial Saint also left the white light disc and appeared in the void.

She stood thousands of feet away from the Tianchang Martial Saint, bowed with a smile, and said in a delicate voice: "Tianchang Martial Saint, this palace is delicate, please do it lightly......"

Not only is the tone delicate and charming, but the eyes are also looking forward to the waves, which is quite seductive.

If you are an ordinary person, even if it is for the sake of decency and politeness, you will accept it.

Tianchang Martial Saint was very old-fashioned, and said expressionlessly: "Shen Yue Martial Saint said with a smile, you are the top ten Martial Saints, how dare you not go all out?"

Shen Yue Wusheng's pretty face immediately turned cold, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph! You are so personless, if this is the case, then the palace is not polite!"

When the words fell, she had already raised her arms, waved a pair of pink embroidered sleeves, and shot out ninety-nine dark red rose flowers, attacking towards the Heavenly Martial Saint.

The roses in the sky pierced through the void and bloomed with a bright red glow, which looked very gorgeous and gorgeous.

But the ninety-nine rose flowers are all condensed by mana, and they contain terrifying power.

The Heavenly Martial Saint didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly sacrificed the ancient sword behind his back and put on a defensive posture.

He pinched the sword technique in his left hand, and swung the silver ancient sword with his right hand, dancing with a sword light full of cold light, forming a mountain-like sword net, blocking in front of him.

The two of them began to fight, each showing their strengths, and the brilliance of the void splashed everywhere, constantly bursting out of colorful shock waves.

The loud sound of "boom" echoed endlessly on the Void Platform, shaking the dark void into layers of ripples.

One shock wave after another, like waves washing over a disc of white light.

Fortunately, the white light disc has a shield that blocks the power of the shockwave.

Many martial saints watched the battle on the disc and were not affected in the slightest.

On the square of Wangtian City, hundreds of thousands of warriors stared intently at the silver-white light curtain.

On the thousand-foot-long light curtain, the scene on the void platform is clearly presented.

Seeing Tianchang and Shen Yue fighting, the light of the fight burst out, and the light and shadow of the spell filled the sky, and many martial artists also cheered and discussed happily.

"Shen Yue Martial Saint really deserves to be a peerless beauty, not only is she beautiful and powerful, but even the spells of fighting and fighting are also beautiful, which is really admirable!"

"That day, the sword technique of the Immortal Martial Saint seems to have originated from the Hidden Great Sect of the Ancient Era, and it has the style of a world-building grandmaster!"

"It's a pity that Shen Yue Martial Saint has always had the upper hand, and his strength is obviously stronger than that of Tianchang Martial Saint. ”

"Wow! the Heavenly Martial Saint's swordsmanship just now was so wonderful, it was really breathtaking!"

"Alas...... It's a pity that the light curtain can only see the scene on the void platform, but can't hear the sound.

It would be even more exciting to hear them fighting, right?"

In the huge square, there were discussions and exclamations one after another, which was very lively.

The mood of hundreds of thousands of warriors also rose and fell with the competition on the void platform.

Before I knew it, two quarters of an hour had passed.

Shen Yue Martial Saint and Tianchang Martial Saint also fought tens of thousands of moves, and their mana consumption was extremely great.

The battle came to an end.

Shen Yue Wusheng's face was slightly pale, his long hair was a little disheveled, and his bun and headdress were messy.

Her arms and shoulders, as well as four long, narrow wounds, were constantly stained with red blood.

However, the situation of the Heavenly Elder Martial Saint was even worse.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, his body was stained with blood, and his mana aura was also disordered, and he was obviously seriously injured.

The two sides fought with all their might, and finally the Tianchang Martial Saint was beaten upside down and flew back, spitting blood and falling into the void.

He was traumatized and his consciousness dizzy.

Before he could come to his senses, Shen Yue Martial Saint teleported in front of him, holding two knives on his neck.

"Heavenly Martial Saint, I have conceded!"

The corners of Shen Yue Martial Saint's mouth hooked up a sneer, raised his hand to withdraw the double swords, and turned to leave.

The Heavenly Martial Saint regretted defeat, withdrew his sword with a gloomy expression, and left the void with a stiff body.

(End of chapter)