"Please invite the first group of players, Feng Meng Chu Yue, against Yan San of the Sword Alliance!"

The battle began, and the first group played.

The Wind Alliance and the Sword Alliance are two major alliances composed of some small forces, both of which are Dao Palace Beginners, and they are both around twenty-eight years old.

Knife momentum, sword momentum, hand and fall momentum, storm, thunder and lightning burst in an instant!

Sword intent Ling Tian, Yan San of the Sword Alliance had just drawn his sword, and a wave of qi had already unstoppably defeated Chu Yue of the Wind Alliance, and a bloody hole was torn open in his clothes, and blood gushed like an infusion.

The real master duel doesn't need too many fancy, Yan San has a nickname, and he is well-known in Tianke - Suo Langjun!

His sword technique, the most prominent feature is fast, accurate and ruthless, this kind of trick is similar to sword drawing, draw the sword for a moment, and make a judgment!

"Tiger roaring dragon roar!"

Chu Yue's eyes widened, the Dao Palace Law Minister appeared, a fierce tiger came out of the mountain, looking up to the sky and roaring, deafening, and the terrifying sense of oppression approached Yan San!

"Ruthless slash! Absolute heaven and earth, absolute love and pity, absolute god and me, kill God with a knife!"

Yan San's eyes were wide with anger, roaring like thunder, and now he was in a majestic posture, dancing wildly, and a sword that overwhelmed the mountains and seas, like the power of a halberd, slashed the tiger law, and lifted Chu Yue away again, Chu Yue flew out of the ring, two moves, and decided the winner.

"What a killing god, one slash!" The corners of Yang Yu's mouth rose, he needed such an opponent!

Yan San of the Sword Alliance is definitely a dark horse in this field!

"The next group, Dark Dragon Castle, Long Mosheng, against Tingyu Pavilion, Song Tingyue!"

This time, it was the two demons who really came from the six major forces, Long Mosheng and Song Tingyue.

Long Mosheng is unarmed, the Dark Dragon Castle, and the flesh is refined, so he is the strongest weapon in itself, and Song Tingyue's blade is a spear.

The spear was like a dragon, swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon, condensing a peerless blow, Song Tingyue took the lead, and stabbed Long Mosheng's throat with a shot, but it was-

Long Mosheng took the white blade empty-handed, one arm had the power of a rough dragon elephant, raised his hand and suddenly held the tip of the spear, stomped on the soles of his feet, and a huge force penetrated Song Yueting along the barrel of the gun, shaking Song Yueting's arm!

"Hey...... Dark Dragon Castle, invincible in the flesh!

A dragon flew into the sky, showing five claws, shining with golden light, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, his eyes were like lightning bolts, bursting in all directions, Long Mosheng directly sacrificed the law phase, it was actually a real dragon!

This kind of power is even more powerful than Chu Yue's law phase just now!

"Wanyu Pear Flower!" Song Tingyue swung his spear, and in an instant, thousands of gun shadows were stabbed, confusing, condensed into a shocking power, blocking the momentum of the real dragon, and the two were evenly matched!

The dragon shadow was extinguished, the gun was shattered, the two were shocked back by a gang qi, Long Mosheng took seven steps back, Song Ting jumped back eight steps, his heels stood firm, and he held the gun and fought again: "Capture the dragon mang!"

The momentum of the gun was like an afterimage, flashing in a row, rolling up strong winds and waves, and a hurricane was soaring, approaching Long Mosheng!

Long Mosheng didn't move at all, showing inch by inch dragon scales all over his body, the horns of his head were grand, and there was a dragon roar!

"Roar—"

Yuan Gang was like a dragon, angrily shocked Song Tingyue, in the blink of an eye, he strode out, preemptively, without waiting for Song Tingyue to attack again, he had already slapped the latter away, kicked and kicked in a row, and the kicked Song Tingyue flew out of the ring, vomiting blood, and the battle was over!

"Dark Dragon Castle, this flesh!"

Everyone was amazed and feared, the Dark Dragon Castle was really the top of the six major forces!

The battle continues, the third group, the fourth group......

One hundred and sixty people, half of them are eliminated, and then there will be a more brutal rematch, the finals, and the four Holy Desolation Orders, who will fall to them?

"The tenth group, Dark Dragon Castle, Long Xiangyu, against Kendo Mountain, Zhang Zikai!"

Finally, it was Kendo Mountain's turn, but they were worried, because the enemy they were about to face was from the Dark Dragon Castle!

Zhang Zikai, Six Dao Peaks, Six Dao Reincarnation Sword, can they defeat the Dark Dragon Holy Body of Dark Dragon Castle?

Law and swordsmanship, who is the master of ups and downs?

In the ring, the two sides looked at each other, each showing their magical powers!

"Six reincarnation swords! Sword reincarnation, spring, summer, autumn and winter!" "The phantom of the six swords, the power is turbulent and unpredictable, and it is close to Long Xiangyu!

Long Xiangyu punched barehand, and inch by inch dragon scales appeared all over his body, condensing into the incorruptible body of King Kong!

Long Xiangyu threw out his fist and extinguished the six reincarnation sword shadows one by one!

The Void Sword Shadow turned into a streamer and dispersed, and Long Xiangyu turned into a five-clawed black dragon, condensing the Dark True Element, rolling up a vortex that devoured the sky and the earth, and sucked up all things!

"Puff-"

Zhang Zikai's physical body, like a torn pain, struggled, and calmly performed his stunt: "Reincarnation Sword Seal! Six swords in one!"

Whoosh ......

The six sword shadows, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, fused into a huge giant sword, Mount Tai Meteorite Fall!

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, Long Xiangyu swung his fist to meet it, the steel dragon fist, the fist intent summoned the power of the dragon elephant of the ten directions, the two vastness, the moment the sky collided, destroying the Quartet!

Neck and neck?

The reincarnation sword mark is broken again without a trace!

Long Xiangyu punched again, and a giant dragon poured out, and the dragon law phase swallowed mountains and rivers angrily, penetrating Zhang Zikai's body!

Zhang Zikai's face was pale, he looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood, flew out of the ring, it's over!

The first battle is defeated!

Dark Dragon Castle is too strong, so far, both games have been won, and not a single defeat!

They could only comfort Zhang Zikai, and Zhang Zikai was full of guilt: "I'm sorry...... Shame on everyone!"

"It's okay, we won't lose! I still have to attack the final of the Holy Wilderness City!" Yang Yu is arrogant and domineering, his oath is to comfort Zhang Zikai, if you lose, it doesn't matter!

All they need is one of them to make it to the end, and that's enough!

......

"The eighteenth group, Kendo Mountain, Zhao can't, against Fengmeng Qianxiong!"

Zhao couldn't appear on the stage, and the opponent was Qianxiong from the Wind Alliance.

He is from the Fire Peak, the power of the Fire Ding, burned the Eight Desolations, the opponent Qianxiong, and the strength is unknown.

"I won't lose again, I will suppress you directly!"

Zhao couldn't be full of confidence, after all, the Wind Alliance was only some small forces weaker than the six major forces, how could the Dao Sect be as strong as the Sword Dao Mountain?

The fire is out, the fire dragon is in the sky! On the day of the fire, the entire fire tripod rotates rapidly, turning into a fireball, rolling hot and powerful, the monstrous flames are burning, and the burning air is hot and smoking!

Qianxiong didn't move, suddenly drew his sword, and shouted: "Qiankun throw!"

The sword flew, Qianxiong collided with the fireball with his swordsmanship, and the sword swung for nine days, swinging out hundreds of millions of lights and shadows, like ten thousand swords singing, and finally tore the powerful fireball apart, and a sword passed through Zhao Wufu's chest......

Zhao couldn't stay stunned and fell to the ground with suffocation!

Lost again, and was defeated by the Miscellaneous Military Wind Alliance!

"Hahaha......" The dragon venerable dharma body from the Dark Dragon Castle laughed wildly: "Beacon Fire has no hatred, it seems that Kendo Mountain is declining more and more, and even these inferior goods can't be defeated!

Not far away, the sky is thundering, a sword comes from the west, breaking through the top of the sky, shining a middle-aged hero!

This is a dharma body that has no hatred, watching the formation in secret.

Beacon Huo responded indifferently without hatred: "Long Zun, this is just the beginning, don't worry!"

"Okay! I'll wait for Kendo Mountain to be eliminated one by one, there is no hatred in the beacon fire, I still remember the hatred you gave me back then!"

The big guy talks, the ground shakes, and the pupils can burst out with the power of the soul!

On Long Zun's face, there is a scar that can never be erased, it is a sword venerable, a masterpiece of Beacon Fire without hatred!

Dark Dragon Castle, arrogant and independent, and Tingyu Pavilion, Zixia Sect, and Kendo Mountain, all have conflicts of interest, and hatred is hard to erase!

In the midst of the ridicule, the next group, the storm and clouds rose again, the Dark Dragon Castle, the unknown corner, several pairs of sharp pupils, staring at Yang Yu secretly, with endless resentful hatred......