On the stage, the terrifying confrontation suddenly erupted, and the intertwined sword qi and the magic sound of the town's soul each occupied half of the ring, and the two fierce forces were frantically impacting, trying to wipe out the other party.

This terrifying collision made the space tremble constantly, and countless people looked solemn, even the expressions of the giants in the sky changed slightly.

All eyes were on the match, because the winner was about to be decided.

"Phantom Sound Valley, Requiem ........" Nangong Wentian flashed a trace of astonishment in his eyes, and exclaimed.

"Hehe, the sword soul of the young master is really magnificent. ”

"They are both in the Spirit Realm, and the mystic power of the two of them is between them, and they are afraid that it will be difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. ”

Ji Wuyue's beautiful eyes narrowed, and she smiled lightly, unable to see what she was thinking for a while.

Bang!

The space was finally broken by the powerful attacks of the two of them, and a piercing sonic boom was deafening, and the majestic ripples of Xuan Li rippled out, covering the sky like a tsunami.

Nangong Li and Mu Xuanyin snorted at the same time, and their bodies were shocked and flew out of the ring.

There was an exclamation in the square.

"Hiss———"

Immediately after, after a sigh, the crowd fell silent for a moment.

"Tsk, Phantom Sound Valley, Her Highness the Holy Maiden is really powerful. The sword souls under are all used, but they still can't defeat you. There was a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of Nangong Li's mouth, and he wiped his wrist casually, and said respectfully.

Mu Xuanyin on the other side was also not very comfortable, her spotless cyan Luo Yi now had several scratches, and the white snow muscles were exposed from the broken mouth, looming, lining the haggard on her pretty face, adding a bit of style, which made people think about it.

"Ahem....... The young master of the village is a kendo wizard, and he has condensed the sword soul at such a young age, and Xuanyin admires it very much. The girl coughed lightly, her beautiful eyes full of relief.

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to notice the fleeting heat in Nangong Li's eyes, and then she suddenly remembered that her clothes were in tatters, and spring was in full bloom!

"You ......." Mu Xuanyin's pretty face suddenly flushed, and her originally gentle and beautiful eyes showed shame and indignation. With a wave of her hand, a pale red robe instantly enveloped her seductive figure.

"Huh... Haha, the sword has no eyes, the sword has no eyes........" Nangong Li snorted awkwardly, his eyes moved away, and he could feel the girl's eyes that wanted to kill him.

Drunk this temple didn't feel a little funny at this time, and shook his head with a smile. Brother Nangong really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and he makes the clothes of the girl who is good and decent to others.

"But... In this case, who will win? Drunk this temple wondered.

Tang Zixuan was also thinking about this problem, the result of the draw should not be recognized by the rules.

In the sky, Nangong Wentian and Ji Wuyue fell silent at the same time,

In this way, the two fell into the ring at the same time, which can only be regarded as a draw, and both of them were a little hesitant for a while.

"It's okay, just let Elder Chi judge, I believe he can give you two a fair verdict. Huang Fuyuan naturally knew the hesitation of the two, and said with a light smile.

In the middle of the ".......", Chiyan Ancestor had a complicated expression, as if he was measuring the strength of the two.

"In this battle, I, Nangong, admit defeat. ”

Just when everyone was hesitating, Nangong Li's loud voice came out, which made everyone stunned.

"Oh?" Chiyan Ancestor's face was surprised, unexpected.

"Hehe, I have used the sword soul, the Xuan power is seriously overdrawn, even if I win, I don't have the strength to fight again in the next game, it's better to be a favor, maybe I can also harvest the heart of the saint." Nangong Li smiled heartily, and glanced at Mu Xuanyin with a meaningful look.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Mu Xuanyin's face was already a little flushed, but now that he was actually teasing himself, his pretty face suddenly flashed a blush again.

"The young owner is kind, and Xuanyin understands it. However, in this competition, I, Mu Xuanyin, also admit defeat. ”

The girl's soft voice fell, and the surprise on everyone's faces was even greater.

"......." Chiyan Ancestor's face was a little ugly, and he didn't know what to do for a while, his eyes moved to the Northern Hell Emperor, as if he wanted him to make up his mind.

The Great Emperor of the Northern Darkness pondered for a moment, his eyes burning.

"Hahaha, this kid always does something unexpected. However, your Holy Maiden of Phantom Sound Valley actually doesn't have any fighting spirit?" At this time, Nangong Wentian chuckled.

"No, with Xuanyin's current power, Requiem is only enough for her to use once a day. In the next game, I'm afraid that I have more than enough heart and not enough strength. Ji Wuyue smiled lightly, with relief in her eyes.

The moment Mu Xuanyin used the requiem of the town, it also meant the end of her ten thousand sect fights.

"Hehe, since these two geniuses have no intention of fighting again, it is better to let both of them out. Huangfu Yuanlong's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he suddenly said, and everyone's eyes immediately gathered.

"Coincidentally, if five people advance, there will be another round of draws, and one person will get lucky with a bye, which is unfair. In this way, as long as one person is promoted in the next game, it will be a semi-final battle, which will be much more convenient. ”

"That's fine, then according to your majesty's words. Nangong Wentian and Ji Wuyue both bowed their heads in agreement when they heard this.

The rest of the powerhouses naturally have no objections, this competition is a duel between Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa and Phantom Sound Valley, the host agrees, how can the guests not obey?

The Great Emperor of the Northern Darkness, Fu Yuan, nodded slowly, and immediately transmitted the voice of the Chiyan Ancestor below.

"This battle, a draw, the two are out together. ”

After the Chiyan Ancestor received the transmission, the loud voice immediately announced the result.

The audience immediately became turbulent, and they were a little puzzled. Obviously, the two are evenly divided, although it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, but they will not be eliminated.

However, the royal family has already announced the results, and they, the onlookers, can only suppress the doubts in their hearts and express their approval.

"The draw turned out to be eliminated...... It's a weird format. Drunk this temple said with some surprise.

"If Nangong Li and Mu Xuanyin are both out, then the next one person who will be promoted to the semifinals will be the semi-finals. Tang Zixuan's cold face flashed a hint of abruptness, and he said lightly.

"I see... Originally, there were five people who were promoted, so it must not be easy to arrange. The royal family is pushing the boat along the river, and with the help of Nangong Li and Mu Xuanyin, both of them have no will to fight, which reduces the complicated promotion system. The drunken temple nodded slightly, and relief flashed in his eyes.

"However, the next one, the duel between Lei Dong and Leng Qingxue, it is estimated that it will be another fierce battle......."

On the stage, with the end of the fourth battle, before the Chiyan Ancestor could speak, two figures had already appeared.

Purple Cloud Palace, thunder.

A dazzling purple hair is very different, there is a sense of arrogance in the pupils, around the tall body, there seems to be a subtle electric current, and a majestic and majestic Xuanli fluctuation is faintly released.

"Leng Qingxue, you are not my opponent. Admit defeat, I'm different from Nangong, I don't like to beat women. ”

The thunderous and indifferent words came out, and Nangong Li, who had just adjusted his breath under the stage, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, what do you mean to be different from me! Where did I Nangong Li recruit you to provoke you, I was shot while lying down!

At this time, on the other side of the stage, the cold and arrogant shadow was also amazing, and the frost was piercing.

"Hmph, I don't have a disciple in the Snow God Palace who admits defeat. Leng Qingxue's face was cold, and there was a chill in her beautiful eyes that rejected people thousands of miles away.

The two stood side by side, and the air was filled with war.

One is Lei Dong, who is second on the hidden dragon list, and the other is Leng Qingxue, who is third on the hidden dragon list.

The Purple Cloud Palace and the Snow God Palace are both seven major sects, both of which are extremely strong, and this competition also faintly represents the competition between the two hegemonic forces.

"Hehe, it's been many years, and my disciple of the Purple Cloud Palace has once again faced the people of your Snow God Palace. In the sky, Lei Zhentian's deep voice sounded slowly, and his expression was complicated.

"I remember that in the last Wanzong Fight, the representative of my Purple Cloud Palace was unfortunately defeated by your Snow God Palace, ranking third. ”

On the other side, the Snow God Palace Palace Master Yutai Liuli, there is no different color on the jade face, a pair of cold eyes in the ancient well without waves, red lips lightly opened, indifferent,

"This time, your Purple Cloud Palace will be defeated. ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint the palace master. This time, it was my son Lei Dong who represented my Purple Cloud Palace, and the only opponent this time was His Royal Highness the Prince, and no one else could stop him. Lei Zhentian snorted coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange arc.

"Anyone can say big things, Lord Lei Palace, we'll wait and see. Tantai Liuli said lightly, and did not say much.

Her face was still indifferent, and the Dao heart of a person who cultivated Han Gong was very stable, and it was difficult for her mind to be disturbed by the outside world.

The eyes of the two converged on the stage, and in the picture in those thousands of pupils, the final battle to advance to the semi-finals was about to begin.