The rumbling sound was endless, and the ten rings sank one after another, flush with the uncertain platform, and in an instant, the sword pillars also disappeared into the uncertain platform. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Then, in the center of the unfixed platform, a larger circular ring with eight sword stands rose into the air, full of kilometers in size, five meters high, a hundred meters away from the ring and then rose a circle of steps, six meters high, the second circle of steps was seven meters high, the third circle of steps was nine meters high, and the fourth circle of steps was ten meters high.

The total number of four laps of stairs is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time without looking crowded.

Finally, there are circular platforms with a radius of ten meters flying out of thin air, suspended at an altitude of fifty meters to one hundred meters, and there is a person on each platform, it is the king of the Tianxuan Realm powerhouse, the earth spirit realm powerhouse of the Tianhong Sword Sect, the Tianhong Ancestor, and the royal earth spirit realm powerhouse, the master of the Jinghong Mansion, Long Jinghou, in addition, it is the people of the Amazing Sword Sect and the people of the Amazing Hong Mansion who are extremely strong in the extreme realm.

The ten platforms at the bottom are empty, surrounding the edge of the central arena.

The sound of the whizzing wind sounded continuously, and one after another figures fell on the stairs and sat down.

"Ten people in the ring came to the stage. ”

As the words of the powerhouse of the human extreme realm fell, Chen Zong and the other ten people jumped up one after another, landing on ten circular platforms at a height of twenty meters, each platform has a number, corresponding to the number of the ten rings, Chen Zong lives on the tenth platform.

"Battle!"

The buzzing sound resounded in the sky, and between the trembling of the entire kilometer-radius ring, a transparent light curtain rose from all sides of the ring and converged at the top, forming a huge incomparably inverted transparent bowl.

A trace of mysterious aura fluctuations diffused from the light curtain.

"The main ring will limit the cultivation strength of the entrant to the ninefold limit of the True Martial Realm, and the physical strength to one thousand catties. An elder of the Shocking Sword Sect announced.

"True Martial Realm Nine Extremes!" they were shocked when they heard the words.

The Nine Limits of the True Martial Realm are countless times stronger than the early stage of the True Martial Realm.

The more sophisticated the swordsmanship, the more powerful it often needs to be pushed to be able to show the power to the fullest, and if the cultivation is greatly restricted, only a small part of the power can be exerted.

This means that the final battle will be many times more exciting than the previous preliminary round.

Of the ten Champions, Chen Zong's cultivation is the lowest, in the late stage of the True Martial Realm Eightfold, but his own special and advanced cultivation of vertical and horizontal skills make Chen Zong's strength far superior to the ordinary True Martial Realm Ninefold Limit.

The restriction of cultivation strength in the ring is based on the ordinary True Martial Realm, that is to say, such a restriction will not put Chen Zong at a disadvantage.

"The rules of the final battle are that each of you will face off against nine other players, winning one point, and winning a draw or losing will score zero points, and the final ranking will be based on the number of points. The Elder of the Shocking Sword Sect announced.

"In the first game, No. 1 vs. No. 2. ”

As the elder's voice fell, Long Changyun, a disciple of the royal family on the No. 1 platform, and Qin Yi, a disciple of the Xuanzhen Hall on the No. 2 platform, jumped out of the platform at the same time and fell into the air.

Long Changyun's body fell like a dragon, and through the transparent light curtain, it landed on the main ring, and Qin Yi was like a gust of wind blowing out, and landed on the main ring at the same time.

The moment they passed through the light curtain, their cultivation strength and physical strength were limited to the same level.

Moving his hands and feet slightly, adapting to the limited strength, Long Changyun grabbed the big sword on the sword stand, put his hands on the hilt of the sword under his ribs, the sword body was facing forward, his legs kicked, and the real power of his body exploded, accompanied by a sharp roar, Long Changyun's body and sword were united, and he turned into a dragon-like sword and killed in the air.

The big sword broke through the wind and slammed into Qin Yi fiercely.

Qin Yi held the thin long sword with the sword body, and with a slight tremble, the sword body shook, bursting out with countless sword qi and sword shadows, each of which shot out, and then turned into an arc and surrounded the surroundings, with an astonishing sharpness.

As Qin Yi's sword fell, hundreds of sharp sword qi seemed to be chaotic, but they implied subtlety, and they blasted forward in an instant, like a sword qi scorching sun, and like a hurricane of sword qi.

"The Blade Sword has some skills, but it's not enough to see. Long Changyun let out a long roar, not only did he not change his moves, but the sword that blasted out was a little more powerful, and the golden dragon opened its teeth and claws, making an earth-shattering roar, the momentum was amazing, and the heavy sound waves swept away, as if blowing up the air layer after layer.

The dragon's claws grabbed fiercely, shattering dozens of extremely sharp sword qi, but the other sword qi slashed at the dragon's body one after another, cutting through the scars.

The dragon collapsed, the sword qi was exhausted, the big sword and the thin sword were approaching, and at the moment when they were about to collide, Long Changyun grinned, his hands burst out with strength, the joints were bulging, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were like pythons, slashing away with a more violent attitude.

The exercises and swordsmanship cultivated by Long Changyun are mainly fierce and domineering, and the frontal combat is very strong, even though the strength of cultivation is limited, the strength characteristics cultivated by the exercises still exist, and there is no weakening by half a point.

Qin Yi was arm trembling, his body and sword were one, and the whole person quickly and sharply bypassed to the side, leaping from the sword that Long Changyun bombarded, the long sword shook, and countless sharp sword lights slashed towards Long Changyun's head.

Long Changyun carried the sword with both arms, changing from rushing forward to picking up, as if the dragon rose into the air, with amazing power and might.

Qin Yi's cultivation of exercises and swordsmanship was destined to make him unsuitable for a head-to-head confrontation with Long Changyun, that was to give up his advantages.

In the blink of an eye, Long Changyun and Qin Yi exchanged hundreds of moves between square inches, and they saw that everyone around them was staring at each other with their eyes wide and holding their breath, it was too thrilling.

Whether it was Long Changyun or Qin Yi, the swordsmanship realm of the two of them was at the second level of the spiritual martial realm of the integration of body and sword, and they were both at the level of the first level.

The body and sword are in one triple realm, the gap between one and one is obvious, some people cultivate to the first and third levels, and as a result, they can't break through to the second realm in their lifetime.

In the realm of Lingwu, every move and style seems to come alive, and it has some kind of spirituality.

"I have a title, it's called the Tyrannosaurus Sword, this move is called the Tyrannosaurus Heavenly Strike!" With Long Changyun's roar, between the swings of the big sword, a golden dragon seemed to tear the sky through the sky with endless power and domineering down, and rushed towards Qin Yi in the ring.

Qin Yi's eyes had a cyan sword light flickering, looking directly at the downed domineering dragon, clasping the sword in his hand, the buzzing sound, the sword aura overflowed, and in an instant, a sword was lifted up.

"Chaos Front...... A Thousand Blades!"

As Qin Yi's words rose and fell, as if an end, thousands of sword blades like essence broke through the air, and the vertical and horizontal swords were like a world-destroying hurricane, blasting towards the golden dragon with incomparable terror.

Like a thousand knives, under the frenzied cutting and slashing of the terrifying essence blade, the golden dragon trembled and shattered.

"Shattered!" Long Changyun's voice sounded from above, and behind the golden domineering dragon, his big sword slashed down, and the golden sword light was like the sun hanging in the air, like a falling star.

The residual sword light was shattered, and the golden sword light thundered down with an incomparable domineering, this time, Qin Yi did not dodge, but raised his head and swung his long sword, as if riding the wind and breaking through the clouds, his body and sword were one, and the whole person exuded an amazing edge.

Invincible!

"Chaos Front...... Return!"

All the power was gathered in this sword, and the long sword in Qin Yi's hand was trembling at an indescribable high speed, directly tearing the sky apart and slashing out, and under the sword, there seemed to be a strange black flash.

"Xuanzhen Palace's Chaotic Sword Technique is indeed unique. Tianhong Ancestor nodded secretly.

The golden sword light was torn apart, and with a sword, it was like an indestructible slash.

The sword light dissipated, and Long Changyun's body rushed up uncontrollably, hitting the top of the light curtain, and then falling down.

When he fell to the ring, he stabilized his body, but his qi and blood fluctuated, and his true power fluctuated, and when he was about to reunite, a sword blade seemed to come from outside the sky, making Long Changyun's hair stand on end.

Reluctantly raised the big sword in front of him, the sword light killed, directly slashed on the big sword, the terrifying power surged, the edge was peerless, and the body attack and kill came, so that Long Changyun had the feeling of being cut into two pieces in an instant, and he couldn't resist the strong force, and the whole person flew out upside down in the surging qi and blood, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was sluggish.

"Won. Lin Fu in the audience couldn't help but clench his fists and was overjoyed.

Chen Zong was not surprised, Qin Yi's swordsmanship realm was indeed a little stronger than Long Changyun, and winning was nothing, but even so, it was not easy to win, Qin Yi had already done his best.

"You won this battle. Long Changyun got up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said without discouragement, as his words fell, suddenly, two rays of light fell from the light curtain, shining on Long Changyun and Qin Yi's bodies, healing their injuries in a few breaths, and making up for the strength they consumed.

Qin Yi just smiled when he heard this, and didn't say anything, but in his opinion, winning is winning, and there is no fluke.

"No. 1 and No. 2 left the main ring, and No. 3 and No. 4 took the stage. ”

No. 3, it is the disciple of the Shocking Sword Sect, the Traceless Sword Ye Shock, in the last peerless sword fight, Ye Shocking Wind ranked third, after three years of cultivation, his strength is not only stronger, but also more advanced swordsmanship.

The fourth is the Wanxiang Sword Li Shiyun, a disciple of Wanluo Sect, who ranked ninth, ninth and third in the last Wushuang Sword Fight, but the gap is not small.

Facing Ye Jingfeng, Li Shiyun's face was solemn, because in the last Wushuang Sword Battle, they had fought each other, and they knew very well how powerful Ye Jingfeng was.

Even though after three years, his swordsmanship realm has also improved a little and become more profound, but Ye Jingfeng is extremely talented, and he has cultivated in a sect that specializes in swordsmanship, and he has been cultivated in a key way, so he will definitely not stand still.

Taking a step back and saying that his progress in the past three years has at most caught up with Ye Jingfeng three years ago.

The odds are low.

But even so, he won't admit defeat.

Ye Jingfeng carried one hand behind him, and pointed at the ground with a sharp sword in the other, looking light and light, giving people an extraordinary feeling.