"It's not bad!"

Offstage, Bai Hanyan's eyes flashed, and he muttered, but then he stopped talking, if Chu Ming only had these strengths, within five moves, he could easily solve Chu Ming!

However, He Wuwu, who was next to her, heard Bai Hanyan's words, and he looked at Chu Ming on the stage, his eyes were slightly gloomy!

On the stage, taking advantage of Wu Qing's unpreparedness, Chu Ming hit Wu Qing seriously injured with one punch and won the victory!

"Chu Mingsheng, get a point!"

Chu Ming's face was indifferent, and he slowly sat in his seat, Wu Qing was also unlucky, he met Chu Ming, and became the highest-ranked defeated disciple at present!

In the next game, there was nothing to look forward to, but Chu Ming noticed a disciple, that is, Liu Yidao!

Liu Yidao's knife is almost to the extreme, and the path he takes is the purest way of the knife, which is not mixed with any magazines!

In the ninety-eighth game, Chu Ming won!

In the ninety-ninth game, Chu Ming won!

……

When it was the one hundred and twenty-first time, Chu Ming slowly sat down in his position from the ring and looked towards the ring not far away!

In the ring, Liu Yidao was fighting with Wang Huan, the sword strength and palm power enveloped the audience, and the sound of air explosions sounded one after another, attracting most of the disciples for a while!

Wang Huan, ranked thirteenth in the inner gate, only one place lower than Wu Qing, but his strength is among the best. If it weren't for Wu Qing's ability to do light work, there would be a lot of wins and losses!

Rumble!

A roar sounded, and a terrifying small sphere appeared at the place where the two of them met, like a living heart, constantly beating and expanding!

Airplanes!

A white wave of light radiated to the surroundings, mixed with countless air waves, the long knife in Liu Yidao's hand slashed the ground, and suddenly a burst of knife light shone out, with the help of the power of the anti-shock, Liu Yidao's body suddenly reversed in the air, and strangled towards Wang Huan!

Wang Huan's eyes were not afraid at all, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, the five new stars of bullshit, he has basically figured out the reality of Liu Yidao now, and it is only a matter of time before he wants to defeat him!

"Yin Wind Palm!"

Gusts of yin wind whined and whistled in the air, swept into a blue tornado, and strangled towards Liu Yidao, occupying half of the entire ring!

"A brilliant sword!"

Liu Yidao's eyes were dark, holding the knife in both hands, the spiritual power in his body was agitated, and suddenly countless energies burst out from his body, the robe was agitated, and a bright and pure sword slashed down!

This blow is like a severed life, which contains the meaning of life withering!

"What's going on? Looking at Liu Yidao's sword, I actually had a feeling that my life was going to pass! ”

In the audience, a disciple said with palpitations on his face, not only him, but the disciples next to him all nodded in agreement!

"What's going on?"

Zhu Hongxue asked with a puzzled face, to be honest, when she saw Liu Yidao's sword light, an irresistible meaning rose in her heart!

"If I'm not mistaken, Liu Yidao should have comprehended the death knife intent, if he is the one who can cut such a stunning and gorgeous knife!"

Chu Ming groaned.

In fact, Chu Ming's guess was correct, Liu Yidao had indeed comprehended the death knife intent, and it had reached an extremely advanced realm, otherwise, it would be impossible to cut out a knife that affected people's hearts!

Rumble!

On the stage, Wang Huan's blue tornado was instantly extinguished by the sharp sword light, turned into countless stars, and disappeared into the air, and at the same time, he was also attacked covered in blood, and his injuries were not light!

"Liu wins with a knife and gets one point!"

When the last game in the ring was over, and the first day of the big competition was over, the inner disciples were all full of excitement, and they were still talking about which disciple's might as they walked on the road!

The next day, early, the elders of the sect and the inner disciples gathered in the central hall again!

The race is on again!

In the one hundred and twenty-second game, Chu Ming knocked the opponent's weapon away with one blow!

In the one hundred and twenty-third game, Chu Ming hit the opponent with one blow and seriously injured him!

……

In the one hundred and fiftieth game, Chu Ming broke the opponent's skill with one sword!

While constantly competing, Chu Ming was also observing the strength of other disciples, among which Mo Ling and Ning Fei's strength was the most amazing, until now, no one forced them to make a second move, and Bai Hanyan was not weak, as soon as the destruction iceberg came out, the opponents were all seriously injured. If she hadn't deliberately kept her hand, it is estimated that these disciples would have been directly killed!

And the immortal Gu Muling, don't look at the short stature, a wave of blood in the palm is monstrous, and the momentum is a few points stronger than the Demon Dao martial artist!

Just by facing his momentum, ordinary disciples felt vomit in their chests!

Wuji Sword Ying Qiange showed everyone what is called a fast sword, often its opponent has not reacted, and the blood has been splashed on his body, and the sword is terrifying!

And the king-level disciple Qi Long seemed to have a mediocre record, but for some reason, Chu Ming looked at his swordsmanship, and he was a little frightened in his heart!

Liu Wuyan, between the strong wind of his body, a huge giant elephant phantom was formed behind him, roaring towards the sky, domineering and boundless! The golden light shines, and the megatron side is on the side!

In the one hundred and fifty-first year, Chu Ming's opponent was Wang Daoran, seeing that his opponent was Chu Ming, Wang Daoran's face turned dark, he was injured by Chu Ming at the beginning, his injury was just right, he didn't expect to be so soon, he actually ran into Chu Ming again!

It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid of Chu Ming, but even if he was jealous, it was not enough to make him surrender without a fight!

"Make a move!"

Chu Ming said lightly, there was no intention of drawing a sword around, in fact, Chu Ming's current refining strength and sword strength were not very different, for Wang Daoran, there was no difference at all!

However, when he heard this, Wang Daoran's ears changed, Chu Ming also said the same thing at the beginning, just two swords, he was seriously injured!

Under the anger, Wang Daoran made a brazen move, and the spear behind his back was slammed by his right, turning into an extreme swimming dragon, roaring towards Chu Ming, opening his teeth and dancing his claws!

Rumble!

Chu Ming let out a long roar, and the energy on his body suddenly exploded, the golden light was Pudu, like a golden shadow, under the golden light, Chu Ming punched out, and the air in front of him was instantly exploded, turning into a shocking wave and spreading around!

This punch is an invincible punch, a must-kill punch!

Click!

Almost instantly, Wang Daoran's spear was knocked away by Chu Ming's golden fist shadow, and the golden fist shadow appeared in front of Wang Daoran in an instant in his horrified eyes!

Burst!

A stream of blood spit out from Wang Daoran's mouth, his eyes were a little bitter, and at the same time, he couldn't be jealous of Chu Mingsheng in his heart, and he could still be jealous when his strength was about the same, but once he found that the gap between them was too big, the jealousy was gone!