Wu Feng, whose sword momentum had just been disrupted, couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at the iron rope whip that came with a roar, and there was a brief trance in his eyes.

"Bang!!"

By the time he reacted, his whole body had been rolled up in the air, and when he fell to the ground, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

On top of his body, there were immediately wounds!

With this blow, Wu Feng immediately lost the ability to fight again.

"Li Lanshan wins, accumulate one point!"

With the announcement of the referee, this one, Li Lanshan easily won!

"Wow, I didn't expect it to end like this!"

"What's going on? The thirtieth player actually defeated Wu Feng in the fifth place?

"It's not just you, I see that many people are confused, the difference is twenty-five, how can the disparity be so big?"

"It seems that the moisture of this ranking is not small, it is not credible!"

"I think that the opponents Xu is Li Lanshan has encountered are very mediocre, so even the referee can't estimate his strength!"

"It's also possible, or how to say, this time you have to fight ninety-nine games in a row, no matter how you hide, you will meet a master, when the time comes, if you don't play the hole cards, you will not get the ranking!"

Everyone was confused at first, and after continuous analysis, everyone looked like they were clear!

The game was in full swing, and Liu Piaoyun wanted to see Yan Yangtian's hole cards.

It's a pity that every time he plays, his opponent either directly concedes defeat or is defeated by a move.

This also made him very helpless, so he could only wait for the time when he really faced off with Yan Yangtian in person, and then look for an opportunity to let the other party reveal the flaws of the demon race!

And Sang Fu, who ranked first, was also defeated with one blow, and few people survived five moves in his hands.

That thunderous blow really made many people tremble, and it was all terrifying!

Therefore, almost no one paid attention to Sang Fu's battle, and they all felt very boring!

"Liu Piaoyun vs. Ji Meiyao!"

Hearing the referee announce the names of these two people, many people paid attention.

One is the third lore swordsman Liu Piaoyun, and the other is the ninth Yao witch Ji Meiyao.

They really want to see if such a ranking is as different as Li Lanshan and Wu Feng!

In the ring, the charming Ji Meiyao, looking at Liu Piaoyun in a green shirt, showed some in her cold eyes

A complicated look!

At the beginning, she and Liu Piaoyun fought together, although there were many hole cards that were not played.

However, after observing in the past few days, she found that Liu Piaoyun's performance in the gladiatorial arena at that time was only the tip of the iceberg!

Now in comparison, he is ranked ninth, and the other party is the third existence, which is stronger and which is weak, at a glance!

Seeing that it was Ji Meiyao, although it was expected, Liu Piaoyun was still quite surprised.

Feeling the other party's unkind gaze, Liu Piaoyun was very puzzled, and asked tentatively: "Hehe... We meet again and I want to ask, why ......"

"I know what you're going to say, you don't have to ask, I won't tell you!"

"Ugh!!"

Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Ji Meiyao, and Liu Piaoyun at this time was quite embarrassed!

Just when he was at a loss, Ji Meiyao said softly: "I don't think we need to waste time, let's decide the winner with one move!"

Liu Piaoyun agreed very much with this proposal, and immediately nodded and said, "Okay, you can make a move!"

"Shocking!!"

As soon as Ji Meiyao made a move, it was a killing move that she had performed in the gladiatorial arena.

I saw that the twin swords in her hands immediately spun out, and with a whistling sound, a storm of sword blades was formed, like ocean waves, swept away.

But this time, instead of hiding in the void, she clenched her pink fists and followed the twin swords to attack and kill her!

"Zheng!!"

The Cold Ice Sword was suddenly held in Liu Piaoyun's hand, and it directly burst out with the intent of an eighth-level sword, and the essence of the sword qi gushed out from above the blade!

Seeing that he had any fancy moves, his right hand suddenly raised, and the storm attacked by the other party was directly annihilated in an instant.

And this momentum has not diminished in the slightest, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword also collided with Ji Meiyao's powder fist at the same time, but he only knocked the other party back, and did not cause any damage!

One is an understatement, the other is a storm, and it is obvious which is stronger and which is weaker.

Ji Meiyao knew that this was Liu Piaoyun's mercy, but she still didn't give him a good face as always, and after snorting coldly, she got out of the ring directly!

"Uh, where the hell did I offend her, just because I beat her?"

With a puzzled expression, Liu Piaoyun also got out of the ring!

Under the ring, many people nodded frequently and kept talking.

"Yes, such a ranking is correct,

The strength of the lore swordsman is by no means false!"

"One move determines the winner, it's fair!"

"That is, it is not just luck to get to this point, such strength is real!"

Just when everyone was commenting, they only heard the referee shouting: "Sang Fu vs. Zhou Zheng!"

Hearing that it was these two outlier players, everyone felt even more bored, and someone said right away.

"Why are they two again? Look, that tragic scene is going to be repeated again!"

"No, but this time the fat man shouldn't be asking for trouble again, right?"

"Probably not, how can there be such a person who has not been beaten enough, if it were me, I would admit defeat offstage!"

When Zhou Fatzi heard that it was Sang Fu, he really looked depressed, but he still mustered up the courage and stepped into the ring!

Sang Fu continued to eat the candy, looked at Fat Zhou with a smile, and said excitedly: "Hey, little fat brother, we meet again!"

"I recognize ......"

"Stop, don't be in a hurry to admit defeat, let's have a good chat, okay?"

Zhou Fatzi didn't care what he said, he continued to shout eagerly: "Lose ......"

"Boom!!"

A thumb-thick thunderbolt suddenly descended on Fat Zhou's head, directly interrupting his words!

"I said, little fat brother, why don't you listen to me? If you are willing to talk to me, I will never bomb you again!"

Seeing this, Zhou Fatzi's eyes rolled, he didn't get up when he lay on the ground, and said in a sad voice: "Okay, you say, I'll listen!"

Seeing that Zhou Fatzi was soft, Sang Fu sat on the ground with a butt, and said with a smile: "Little fat brother, why are you talking ......about these people?"

"I throw in the towel!!"

Suddenly, Fat Zhou rushed out of the ring at the fastest speed, howling loudly, and that loud voice resounded throughout the Hundred Battles City.

When his figure approached the referee's old man, Zhou Fatzi asked suspiciously: "I said senior, I have already admitted defeat just now, why don't you announce the result?"

The old referee replied with a serious face: "What you just said is incoherent and doesn't count!"

"Damn, that's okay?"

Hearing this explanation, Fat Zhou was very contemptuous, but he could only think about it in his heart!

In the ring, seeing Zhou Fatzi's speed comparable to that of a rabbit, Sang Fu, who continued to speak, was stunned.

"Oh, this little fat pig, you still play this kind of routine with me, it's ruthless enough!"