Turning his body back, Ding Yang looked at Zhong Meng from afar, the other party's out-of-control sword intent could not be concealed by others, Ding Yang's perception ability was not comparable to ordinary monks at all, and the "Mixed Yuan One Qi Jade Halal Technique" made his Yuan Shen much stronger than ordinary monks!

And Ding Yang also very much wants to be with Zhong Meng, the other party is an extremely powerful swordsman, and it is naturally impossible to form a threat, but when fighting, especially against masters, he will gain a lot of understanding from the other party, and this understanding is what Ding Yang needs most. His cultivation is already very high, but the combat experience is not very rich strictly speaking, and this time the Tianjiao roster ranking is naturally his biggest training ground!

"Oh! With such a keen perception, it seems that this person has at least some research on swordsmanship! Good ......"

Zhong Meng raised his eyebrows, his sword intent was out of control for a moment, and others could only see something from his expression without noticing, he believed that Ding Yang was different from others and could detect his ruthless sword intent.

The Heaven Turning Sect Sect Leader flicked his fingers, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said softly in his heart: "What Zhong Meng lacks is an opponent worth fighting, and this Ding Yang is qualified." ”

"How good it would be if he was a disciple of our Heaven Turning Sect, how do I think he is more suitable for cultivating sword techniques than Zhong Meng! To be able to perform his boxing techniques to such a realm, Ding Yang is obviously not a pure physical cultivation, but I really want to see how far this person can go! ”

As a master of the consummation of the Yuanying realm, the leader of the Heaven Turning Sect can see better than anyone else that Ding Yang's kind of detachment is not deliberately revealed by nature, and the so-called Heaven Turning Sect needs this kind of detachment, although the premise is that the monk needs to forget his affection, but it does not really make you really ruthless.

In comparison, Zhong Meng seems to be a little inferior to Ding Yang. Of course, the Sect Leader of the Heaven Turning Sect was very confident in Zhong Meng and didn't think that he would lose to Ding Yang, the Heaven Turning Sect's unique ruthless sword intent was not in vain, of course! The strongest is still Wan Cangsheng's earth-turning skills!

stepped down, Ding Yang returned to the same place, but Yiri was the focus. At this moment, everyone recognized Ding Yang's identity as a young giant, and some female disciples frequently looked at Ding Yang, Ding Yang looked no more than twenty-three or four years old, dressed in white, his appearance had changed slightly because of the aura and many other energies entering the body when he broke through, and he was very handsome, and his extreme calmness and detachment on the field added a mysterious aura to him, which is exactly a woman's favorite type.

If it weren't for Ding Yang, there were some master tasks around him, such as Liu Gao, Yang Heyun and so on. Many female disciples are ready to go over and talk.

The way of the monk is very lonely, if there is a dependent, a partner who can support each other, the cultivation journey will be much more exciting, and the monk is different from ordinary people, especially the monk who has reached a certain level of cultivation, such as the monk of the Yuanying realm, can live countless years, ordinary people are already dust and sand in the years in their eyes, indescribable.

After all, it is difficult for the partner's talent and understanding to grow old, with Ding Yang's age and talent. No one would think that he would not become a powerhouse in the Yuanying realm, such a person would not have any flaws at all.

Time flies, and the competition enters the seventh round.

"I throw in the towel!" One of the contestants in the audience glanced at Ding Yang, pursed his lips and raised his hand to make a sound to the referee.

The referee nodded and was not surprised. In addition to the sixth round of this game, there are also people who choose to admit defeat, and the objects of conceding defeat are Chen Yunnan, Yang Wenyuan and Ding Yang and a few others, and now the second stage of the knockout round has entered the late stage, and it is very unwise to waste time and body on opponents who can't win. It's not better to keep it for other people.

The next one is Shiyanghe vs. Liu Gao.

Judging from the previous games, Liu Gao, who comprehended Xiaocheng's sword intent, was obviously slightly better than Shiyanghe, but strength was strength and battle was battle. Although the two have a direct relationship, it is by no means an equal relationship, and it is not uncommon for the weak to defeat the strong among the warriors, not to mention that the gap between the two is not very large, and who wins and who loses still needs to fight.

As soon as he came up, Shiyanghe used the wings behind him to open the distance to occupy the commanding heights, and Liu Gao also knew that his speed was not as good as Shiyanghe, so he adopted the strategy of pressing step by step, and fought steadily.

"Death Tornado!" With two wings and two knives, Shiyanghe's attack power instantly increased to the limit and swept towards Liu Gao.

"Heavenly Demon Shock!"

If Shiyanghe's attack is a slashing storm superimposed together, then Liu Gao's attack is a sword wind superimposed together, and it can be gathered or dispersed, gathered together is an indestructible sword qi, and scattered is a piercing sword wind that wears out the steel, and the two collide with a pair of slashing storm and sword wind flying around to cut the table.

"Whew!"

The figure flickered, Liu Gao rushed out of the chaotic energy and came into the air in an instant, raised a sword with his right hand and slashed at Shiyanghe, but unfortunately Shiyanghe, who was aware of it, flashed away, and returned him with two black light energy.

Liu Gao's body twisted violently in the air, drawing an exaggerated trajectory in the void like a spinning top, and forced towards Shiyang River again.

This is also a kind of flying exercise, and the appearance of the performance is even more weird, and even this kind of flying exercise is more like a combat exercise, if it is really used to fly, the speed will not be very fast.

"Than the law of flying! Are you as winged as I am? Shiyanghe disdained his wings to vibrate, and his body flew up diagonally as fast as lightning.

'Draw a sword in the air!'

It's just that Liu Gao was prepared, the rotation posture kept and the whole person was pulled up in the air, his right hand was held on the hilt of the sword, and as his right hand suddenly pulled the sword out of the sheath, a stunning sword light appeared in mid-air, making many people's eyes squint slightly, feeling a little dazzling.

"Poof!"

This sword is very fast, and the two of them are very close in mid-air at the moment, Shi Yanghe didn't have time to react that the left wing had been cut off, although the flying technique of condensing the wings with true qi was powerful, but at this moment the balance was broken, and the speed was sharply reduced, and before Shi Yanghe could make other preparations, a feeling of pinprick came from his chest.

"Agreed!" The long sword was returned to the sheath, Liu Gao fell to the ground, and Shiyanghe fell on the stage, looking down at the little red heart that suddenly appeared on his chest, shaking his head with a dull face, with a trace of helplessness and remorse: "I lost, I didn't expect you to have this trick, careless......"

In the Broken Dragon Cliff, sword drawing is actually a very common method, but generally no one cultivates, after all, long-range attacks are considered a mainstream among monks, and there are not many geniuses like these who choose melee combat after all. But the sword drawing technique with a name and surname is very rare, such as Liu Gao's sword drawing technique, the grade will definitely not be weaker than the ordinary fame technique, and the power is indeed very extraordinary.

If you had known that Liu Gao had this move, the guarded Shiyanghe would not lose the game lightly, this is the uncertainty in the battle, you will never know if the opponent has any hole cards, and you will lose all the wrong games!

"Liu Gaosheng!" The original three groups of referees showed expressions of appreciation, and it was rare to see a flexible swordsman like Liu Gao.

"Drawing a sword in the air, it's amazing!"

"Why didn't he use this trick when fighting Ding Yang, maybe it would be useful?"

"Are you stupid!? Didn't you see how fast Ding Yang's reaction was and how fast he punched and moved? Let alone...... Will Ding Yang give Liu Gao a chance? No matter how powerful the sword drawing technique is, you have to have a chance to show it, right? "After every good match, the martial artists who watch the battle will talk about it, and this time is no exception.

In the late stage of the second stage of the knockout round, the younger generation who hid their strength did not want to lose or continue to hide their strength, and only twenty of the forty people finally advanced to become the top of the Tianjiao roster.

Diverting his attention, Ding Yang looked towards the location of Wan Cangsheng's competition.

Like the previous game, Wan Cangsheng is still the same, his strength is maintained very steadily, neither attenuation nor sudden killer skills like Liu Gao and others, in fact, he has entered the top three of Tianjiao's roster, there is no need to expose the bottom of the box now, and the opponent's strength is not worth his strength at all.

"Bang!"

A punch landed on the opponent's crossed arms, Wan Cangsheng's right arm shook, and a trace of golden light suddenly burst out, immediately knocking the opponent out and smashing on the light curtain.

"Ten thousand people win!"

So far, Wan Cangsheng has not lost a single game, he has been winning in a row, and it seems that he intends to avoid a premature confrontation with the Tianjiao Monks, even if there are other Tianjiao Monks in his group, none of them have met once.

The seventh round ends, the eighth round ends, and the ninth round begins.

"The third game of the ninth round, Ding Yang vs. Chang Wei!"

"Wow!"

As soon as the referee's voice came out, there was an uproar.

"It's finally going to be right, I thought it was going to be a ranking match."

"I don't know who is stronger Ding Yang or Chang Wei, both of them are young giant-level figures, and their combat effectiveness is extraordinary."

"I'm more optimistic about Chang Wei, his attack and defense are impeccable, and Ding Yang may not be able to break the defense. It's a pity, I originally planned to watch Ding Yang fight against Chen Yunnan, but I didn't want to let it fight against Chang Wei......"

"I am optimistic about Ding Yang, his strength is obvious to all."

Everyone expressed their opinions, but Zhong Meng in the stands looked at him, Chang Wei was also a giant monk, but he was not familiar with Chang Wei, he originally thought that Ding Yang would fight against Chen Yunnan, but now it seems that it is impossible, there are unspoken rules for fighting, and the battle of giants will appear at most once, if there are more, there will be no meaning in the future games.

His eyes flickered slightly, and the sword in Zhong Meng's hand was placed horizontally on his chest: "Let's start, Chang Wei's strength is already very strong, even if I want to win, it will not be easy at all, and I don't even know his hole cards, Ding Yang...... Hurry up and show your true strength! ”

On the competition platform, Ding Yang and Chang Wei stood fifty meters apart, neither of them shot directly at the first time, and Ding Yang had never had the habit of making the first move, looking at Chang Wei in front of him with the first smile so far.

Ice Thunder!

He's interested! (To be continued......)