Gollum......

The flowing water lines slowly moved closer to the middle, and the poetry on Liangtian's body was ready to emanate at any time.

"You take care of yourself first!"

Liang Tian said lightly to Jian Zhuo, and his eyes revealed a radiant style.

Jian Zhuo smiled lightly, and didn't seem to want to entangle too much with the cool sky, and the poetry in his body came out spontaneously.

Majestic, thick, deep.

This is the case with Jian Zhuo's poetry, but the poetry contained in it is unfathomable, and people naturally feel a kind of fear enveloping their bodies.

Airplanes!

The poetry burst again, and Jian Zhuo's body became more and more exquisite, as if covered with a large amount of fog, messily scattered in the air.

Nine Thunder Poetic!

As soon as the poetry came out, it instantly detonated the audience.

"Jian Zhuo's poetry has reached the poetry of Nine Thunder, this is really a material that can be made!"

"I'm afraid this Jian Zhuo's strength has been raised to another level!"

"I think this cool day should be no play, after all, the poetry of six and a half thunders against nine thunders, even if Liang Tian is talented, the poetry of two and a half thunders cannot be easily made up!"

The crowd boiled again, but this time the disciple's analysis was appropriate, if Liang Tian had been before, with the poetry of six and a half thunders against nine thunders, Liang Tian himself would not have much chance of winning this Jian Zhuo.

Unless the cool day sacrifices the hole cards again, you can have the power to fight.

But now......

Liang Tian's face was expression, and the movements in his hands suddenly appeared.

Airplanes!

Between the knots of the hands, the poetry on Liang Tian's body skyrocketed!

In a moment's thought, there was almost no pause in the poetry, and it directly exploded to the poetry of the Seven Thunders!

"This cool day is indeed a genius, in a short period of time, he actually has the poetry of seven thunders!"

"Based on the six stars of the Thunder Gathering Realm, the Seven Thunders have indeed reached the peak of poetry, but the cold weather may still be more auspicious!"

"Seven Thunder Poetry Still Hopeless......"

When the disciples in the audience were discussing, the poetry on Liang Tian's body still slowly flowed out, and the disciples shut up one after another and watched the scene.

Eight thunders!

At this time, the poetry has been condensed into a group, and the refined poetry has long been condensed, and the poetry of the group has expanded outward and filled around the cool day!

Airplanes!

The poetry has not stopped, and gradually formed a mass of poetry.

Seeing this on a cool day, he was also surprised, the poetry was chaotic and clueless, why did his own appear in a group?

How does the poetry of the group seem familiar?

Buzzing!

The poetry skyrocketed again, and the poetry of the group expanded along the way, gradually forming a large group of poetry, gently wrapping the cool sky inside.

And the poetry has gradually stopped with the skyrocketing of time, and the poetry of the final stop is obvious.

Eight thunder and half poetry!

"Shhh

Some of the disciples in the audience immediately took a breath, their eyes staring at the cold sky, and some were speechless.

At this time, Liang Tian looked at the familiar poetry on his body and muttered, "How do I feel that I have seen it somewhere?"

Jian Zhuo couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the poetry on Liang Tian's body, with the poetry of the six stars of the Thunder Gathering Realm to bear as much as eight thunders, he was indeed talented!

"But you still can't beat me!"

Jian Zhuo's face suddenly became solemn, his expression gathered, his eyes were sharp, and a serious expression appeared.

Even if he is a poet of the six stars of the Thunder Gathering Realm, Jian Zhuo can smell it with his keen sense of smell, this cool day is not just as simple as it seems, after all, he still has the blessing of the Emperor's Water Sutra on his body, and his combat effectiveness will be improved again, so Jian Zhuo naturally can't take it lightly in order to win!

Airplanes!

The poetry floating up and down on Jian Zhuo's body suddenly gathered together, and the ancient pages on his body also came out.

As it rotates, it gradually brightens up with its unique colors.

White, white, white, blue, blue, semi-violet, semi-violet, purple, violet, violet.

Purple.

The ancient page stopped suddenly, and Jian Zhuo gently stretched out his hand and pointed at his first purple ancient page!

"The gold is wrong and the knife is white and jade, and the light shines through the window at night. “

The poetic transformation was completed in an instant, and a phoenix sword emerged.

The appearance of the knife instantly made Jian Zhuo's body red, and his eyes were suddenly filled with fierce battle intent.

Seeing this, the poetic familiar feeling was naturally put aside, and Jian Zhuo in front of him had already rushed towards Liangtian with the Fengming knife in his hand.

Call......

Liang Tian's hand seemed to be carrying the wind, and he waved his hands forward slightly, only to see the ancient pages waving out, and the color of the ancient pages was also vivid.

Gray, white, white, half blue, half purple, purple, purple, purple, purple, half gold!

The gorgeous eyes suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and Liang Tian did not hesitate at all, and directly pointed to the fourth purple ancient page!

Liang Tian knew that he couldn't fight with the Fengming knife, so the most ingenious way was to overcome the rigid with softness!

"The cold mountain plays the flute to call for the return of spring, and the migrants look at each other with tears and satisfied clothes. ”

It didn't take long for a delicate green flute to transform directly.

"Woo ......"

The melodious sound of the flute slowly sounded with the transformation of the green flute, and at the same time that the notes appeared, the Fengming knife had already come to the body of Liang Tian.

Bang! Bang!

Cracking sound!

Each note fell with the touch of the Fengming Knife, and the blade of the Fengming Knife gradually digested with the fall of the note.

"Huh...... Your decomposition is not bad. “

The corners of Jian Zhuo's mouth tilted slightly, and he said lightly.

Liang Tian looked at Jian Zhuo with a pair of indifferent eyes, and said lightly: "It's still your Fengming Knife that is higher." “

"Poof!"

Between the lightning and flint, the poets of the two trembled, and the smooth surface of the poets appeared slightly rough.

Thundered!

A glimmer of light appeared on the rough surface of the two poetic spirits, and countless poems were being swept above the light!

Liang Tian and Jian Zhuo didn't seem to want to give up on the disappearance of this ancient page, and the results of such a continuation would dissipate.

In this way, the two continued in this state for a quarter of an hour before they were forced to stop.

Why are they forced, you ask?

At this time, Liang Tian and Jian Zhuo were empty-handed, and the delicate green flute and the cool Fengming knife disappeared completely.

One is consumed, the other is dismantled.

Both of them were panting in place, and it seemed that it had taken a lot of effort.

At this time, under the heavy gasping of the cool day, he was extremely calm, and he didn't seem to be out of proportion because of the broken flute.

And Liang Tian obviously didn't want to give Jian Zhuo a chance, so he directly manipulated the water ripple space!

"Small Pattern, Wave Pattern!"

The water ripples are side by side, the water ripples are like waves, and under the waves, it is like shaking the sky.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......"

The sound of beautiful waves gently crossed the ears of the cool sky, and gradually dawned with the offensive.

Thundered!

Countless waves rose immediately, and the amplitude of the vibration in the space was like a stormy wave.

Jian Zhuo naturally felt this shock, although the amplitude was large, but Jian Zhuo was still able to barely stand firm, at this time Jian Zhuo chuckled, and suddenly said, "Your water pattern strength is a little weak!"

Liang Tian didn't pay attention to Jian Zhuo, but stared at Jian Zhuo with his eyes, and after Jian Zhuo adapted to the frequency of the vibration, he stood more and more steady.

"It's now. “

Seeing that Jian Zhuo had completely adapted to the vibration, Liang Tian lightly spit out a few words.

"Medium Pattern Technique, Water Dragon Roar!"

In an instant, after the waves turned into water lines, these water patterns directly turned into a water dragon, and this transformation took less than 0.5 seconds on a cool day.

When the waves withdrew, Jian Zhuo suddenly lost weightless, but as a cautious Jian Zhuo, he naturally thought of cold weather sneaking up on him through this gap.

Normally, it takes at least a second to guide the selection of ancient pages, but Jian Zhuo is very confident that he can predict in advance to get out of the attack range with his own reactions.

Roar!

At this time, the water dragon broke out of the ground directly and pierced directly in front of Jian Zhuo, and this dragon roar directly shook Jian Zhuo off the stage!

"How is that possible?"

Jian Zhuo blurted out, his eyes full of shock!

Then he muttered, "In a second, I can fully react." “

At this time, Jian Zhuo seemed to think of something, "Could it be that the cold day is less than a second of guidance?"

Jian Zhuo raised his head suddenly, and he had already found that Liang Tian was gone, but Jian Zhuo knew very well that now that the fifth control had limited his lineup, this game would end sooner or later.

Jian Zhuo raised his hand and realized the Scorpio referee, and when the Scorpio came over, Jian Zhuo said slowly: "Scorpio senior, Xuantian Academy admits defeat!"

"Oh?"

Scorpio's eyes were full of doubt, and he kept his hands in the ring, and said slowly, "Look, Zhao Gumeng and they are still fighting hard, and you still have a chance to win the game." “

Jian Zhuo shook his head slowly, "As long as he is still in the ring, our chance of winning is zero. “

The scorpion bowed slightly at this time, then looked in the direction of Liang Tian, and asked himself, "Is this little guy really strong?"

"In that case, I declare it!"

Scorpio said, Jian Zhuo nodded sluggishly.

Clang!

A gong sounded slowly, and the Scorpio referee's voice fell.

"Xuantian Yuan admits defeat, Heavenly Yuan wins! Congratulations to Tianyuan for winning the top eight!"

At this time, the nine people in the ring were stunned, and suddenly, the nine people looked at Jian Zhuo in the audience.

Zhao Gumeng was the first to react, with anxiety in his tone, and said with a word: "Captain, why do you want to admit defeat? Obviously, we still have some chances!"

Although Jian Zhuo didn't want to admit Liang Tian's ability, he still gritted his teeth and said, "There is no chance, with him, you don't have any chance to win." ”

Jian Zhuo lightly pointed at Liang Tian, and when Liang Tian saw this, he immediately showed a gentle expression, and then said, "Brother Jian Zhuo has raised the boy!"

Jian Zhuo shook his head slightly, and said the doubts in his heart, "I want to know something, can you tell me?"

Hearing this, Liang Tian said slowly, "It must be a matter of 0.5 seconds to change the pattern!"

Jian Zhuo bowed his head slightly, and waited for Liang Tian to continue: "I actually found an action to shorten the time during the connection and stalemate, and this action needs to be just right for the timing and accuracy to achieve this, so I practiced it after the battle, and fortunately, this action was perfectly performed." “