"It doesn't matter what kind of knife you have, what matters is that you can win you. ”

Ye Haotian smiled faintly, the nameless long knife in his hand slowly raised, and his body turned into a streamer, rushing towards Ma Dongxia's body.

"Drift Flash!"

The onlookers of the temple exclaimed in surprise when they saw the afterimage left by Ye Haotian in the air, and in the next moment, Ye Haotian had already come to Ma Dongxia's body, and the nameless long knife slashed out obliquely.

An extremely violent aura rose from the soles of Ma Dongxia's feet, and seven materialized silver-gray knife shadows suddenly appeared in the air around her, slashing towards Ye Haotian's body from seven different directions.

"It's faster than Xiliang Swordsman, you're still far behind!"

Qingli's coquettish voice filled the valley floor, and Ma Dongxia's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and only the knife net woven by seven knife shadows fell on Ye Haotian's body.

Ye Haotian's momentum stopped abruptly, his wrist flipped over, and there were seven crisp sounds, and the seven sword shadows that fell were scattered at the same time, and in the splashing starlight, he saw that Ma Dongxia had withdrawn ten meters away and stood under the big flag planted on the ground.

Ye Haotian's pupils contracted slightly, and in his sight, he saw that Ma Dongxia's hand was already holding on the flagpole of the flag.

The flagpole, which was more than three meters long, suddenly shone brightly, and as it pulled out of the ground, it was like a collapsed mountain that fell rapidly towards the top of Ye Haotian's head.

As the flagpole fell, more than a dozen silver filaments suddenly drilled out of the top of the flagpole, and these silver filaments were woven into a fine spider web, with a piercing screaming sound in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the Donghuang on the riverside widened his eyes slightly, and his voice revealed great surprise.

"This is the silver wire sleeve of the Horse Chopping Hall?"

"What do you think?"

There was also a solemn look in the beautiful eyes of quicksand: "A woman carrying a pole and a big flag just to attract the wind?"

"It seems that Ma Dongxia really moved with killing intent. ”

The Eastern Emperor didn't have time to say this, and the cobwebs woven of silver silk were already covering Ye Haotian's head.

The vast majority of cultivators watched Ye Haotian being covered in cobwebs, and their eyes widened in surprise, but in the next moment, their faces changed suddenly, and even their breathing suddenly stopped.

"You've lost!"

A calm and indifferent voice sounded behind Ma Dongxia, and everyone was shocked to find that in the middle of the competition field, there were actually two Ye Haotian!

As Ye Haotian's voice sounded from behind Ma Dongxia, the 'Ye Haotian' under the silver net suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the ground on which he was standing suddenly exploded, and a large pit with a radius of three meters and a depth of more than half a meter was smashed by the powerful force emitted by the silver net.

Onlookers were dumbfounded.

Ma Dongxia's body stiffened suddenly, and she clearly felt Ye Haotian's long knife against her lower back, and the biting chill could pierce her body at any time.

"How did you do that?"

Ma Dongxia's voice changed, and the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly: "No one can escape my Tianluo Banner Net, absolutely not!"

There are many wild horses in the Xiliang Desert, and these wild horses are the most sophisticated war horses in the mainland, and the income from selling horses has become one of the most important economic sources for the Xiliang Royal Court.

In order to catch those wild horses, which were extremely fast and three times more powerful than ordinary horses, the Xiliang people practiced the skill of tying the horses with ropes on bamboo poles.

And the Xiliang swordsman realized a fighting technique in the set of horses, relying on special bamboo poles and silver threads, he can accurately trap people into it.

Because this kind of net woven by silver thread covers a wide area and is fast, it can also change direction with the flow of the user's spirit element, so once it is shot, it rarely misses.

At least in Ma Dongxia's memory, she never missed.

"As I said, you're too slow. ”

Ye Haotian slowly put the knife into the sheath.

This time, there was no trace of disdain in the eyes of the onlookers, only deep shock and awe.

"So how can it be faster!"

Seeing Ye Haotian walking towards the outside, Ma Dongxia suddenly shouted loudly.

Ye Haotian paused slightly, continued to walk forward, and a tired voice drifted into Ma Dongxia's ears in the calm.

"I don't know how to be faster, but if you pursue fast sword skills, the first thing you have to pursue is 'short' and 'straight', if you can make your sword route shorter and straighter, you may be able to beat me." ”

These are a few words that Ye Wuying said to him when he was training Ye Haotian's assassination technique, to many people's ears, this is undoubtedly a nonsense, attacking the target with the shortest distance and the straightest route is naturally the fastest, even if the cultivators of the first realm who have just entered the threshold of cultivation understand this truth, but the same words will have different effects when they are said at different times and on different occasions.

Hearing this, Ma Dongxia fell into deep thought.

"Remarkable. ”

Seeing Ye Haotian walking back, Du Xichun's eyes were full of respect.

Ouyang Yuxian noticed the strangeness of Ye Haotian's expression: "What's wrong with you?"

At this time, Ye Haotian's face was a little pale, although he finally won the battle with Ma Dongxia just now, his physical strength and spirit yuan were consumed hugely, if it wasn't for the shadow clone to leave an afterimage against the silver net, and then use the free flash to rush behind Ma Dongxia, the final victory or defeat is still difficult to predict.

"Nothing, just a little tired. ”

Ye Haotian wiped the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and smiled faintly at Ouyang Yuxian.

"Ye Haotian, you really didn't disappoint my eldest brother! You actually won the long-legged girl from Xilianglai, it's too long for the eldest brother, the top ten, no, it's the top six, and both of us brothers are in the top six! It really makes people happy to think about it." ”

Long Eighteen limped from behind, shouted a few words, and then shouted at Zhuang Yusheng: "Old man Zhuang, what's the matter, don't you just deliberately want to fix my brother? He won again! Let you down, right? Haha, hahaha......"

Zhuang Yusheng glanced at Long Eighteen coldly, and shouted out the name of the next group of battles.

"Xuanyuan Hong, to Ye Haoran. ”

This fight started faster and ended faster.

Ye Haoran was an old student who did not enter the inner hall last year, and his strength was in the early stage of the Four Realms, he used an iron rod, and he knew that he was a martial artist just by looking at the weapon.

However, after only fighting with Xuanyuan Hong, he was smashed out with a stick by the opponent with a shot.

The two sides in the fifth battle were Fang Xiaohe, who ranked third in the top three among the freshman disciples, and Qiao Shuyuan, who ranked ninth.

Qiao Shuyuan is a sword cultivator who was injured in the thigh in the second round of the fight.

Facing Fang Xiaohe, who was proficient in fire-based spells, he was seriously injured by the ground flame pillar emitted by the opponent as soon as he rushed halfway through the eighty-meter distance.

The final battle took place between two cultivators of similar strength who had just entered the Four Realms.

One of these two people is called Leng Qiulin, and the other is called Xiao Shilang, and in the end, Leng Qiulin won by luck, but he no longer had the strength to fight again.