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Looking around at the Tianyue Kingdom camp, this person's face was unwavering, and he spoke lightly.

"Xuanji Sect, Zuo Qiu! Lingwu Realm Triple!"

This person didn't introduce much, just a simple sentence.

After speaking, Xuanji Sect Zuo Qiu stood indifferently in the field, waiting for the warriors of the Tianyue Kingdom to fight.

On the city wall, Su Mo stared at Zuo Qiu, and a gleam burst out of his eyes.

This person is not simple!

Zuo Qiu, although he does not have the arrogance and domineering of Liangchuan, nor does he have the contempt and disdain of Wang Chuhe.

But this person's calm face and indifferent eyes all show that this person has invincible self-confidence.

That's a kind of pride engraved in the bones!

Su Mo smiled silently, the triple realm of the Lingwu Realm, he was finally able to play!

"Hehe! It's time for me to fight on Fengling Island!"

At this moment, a chuckle came from not far away.

Su Mo turned his head to look, and one of the disciples of Fengling Island walked out.

This person and Yu Xiong were standing together, and there were seven or eight Fengling Island disciples gathered around them, who should all be members of the Fengling Island Outer Gate Organization Battle Alliance.

This person has the triple peak cultivation of the Lingwu Realm, his face is rough, his breath is thick, and he holds a spear in his hand.

"Senior Brother Xing, you will definitely win this battle!

Yu Xiong and the others said firmly.

"Haha!"

The man laughed, and with a flash of figure, he swept down the city wall and rushed to the battlefield at great speed.

This person came to the field and stood still in front of Zuo Qiu.

"Fengling Island Xing Feng, learn your tricks!"

Xing Feng smiled confidently, and his whole body breath surged, setting off a wave of rushing weather.

Xing Feng was quite confident, his strength was one of the best among the nearly 100 Lingwu Realm Triple Disciples in the Battle Alliance.

He thought that among his peers, although he could not be invincible, there were definitely not many people who could defeat him.

And among the same level, it is estimated that there are very few people who can kill him in the entire Fengling Island.

"Your strength is very good!"

Zuo Qiu glanced at Xing Feng, a smile on the corner of his mouth, still carrying his hands behind his back, as if an elder praised his junior.

"Huh!

Xing Feng sneered when he saw the other party's style.

"You can do it!"

Zuo Qiu shook his head slightly and said indifferently.

"Let's take it!"

Xing Feng shouted, and a spear stabbed out, piercing through the void.

Boom!

Zuo Qiu's face did not change color, he did not draw his sword, his palm flipped over, and he swung away the opponent's spear with one palm.

"Kill!"

Xing Feng drank violently, the yellow light of the spear flowed, and the shadow of the spear in the air was heavy, breaking through the air and killing.

Boom Boom!

Xing Feng attacked frantically, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

Soon, Xing Feng attacked more than 20 moves in a row.

However, Xing Feng's face changed, and even cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He attacked more than 20 moves with all his might, and the opponent didn't even unsheath the sword at his waist.

The other party didn't even move half a minute, and all his attacks were neutralized in a blink of an eye.

This shocked him!

How strong is this person?

Roar!

Xing Feng released his martial soul, a rhinoceros demon beast with a single horn, and his level reached the seventh order of the human level.

The martial soul was released, and Xing Feng's offensive was even stronger.

"I've played more than 20 tricks with you, and it's time to end!"

At this time, Zuo Qiu suddenly spoke.

The next moment, Zuo Qiu's palm power suddenly skyrocketed, and he slapped Xing Feng's spear away with one palm.

Immediately, a blue palm print broke through the air and hit Xing Feng's chest like lightning.

Rumble!

Xing Feng was blown away, and his entire chest was completely sunken.

Bang!

Xing Feng slammed hundreds of meters away, spurting blood from seven holes, and lost his life after a few convulsions.

After killing Xing Feng, Zuo Qiu put his hands behind his back again and looked around the entire Tianyue Kingdom camp indifferently.

Zuo Qiu didn't say anything, quietly waiting for someone to fight.

A momentum of self-sacrifice slowly rose from him.

"Senior Brother Xing......"

"Senior Brother Xing......"

The people of the War Alliance were shocked, and Xing Feng, who was strong in battle, was actually defeated!

Countless people in the Tianyue Kingdom were silent again.

Sure enough, every one of the people who fought in the Xuanji Sect was a super genius, and none of them were weak.

Yuan Zhan stared at Zuo Qiu tightly, his face twitching.

The third round of the battle is over, is it the same defeat again?

The disciples of the Xuanji Sect are stronger than one by one, although this Zuo Qiu's performance is not very amazing, but how can he not see it, this person is estimated to not even use half of his strength!

Yuan Zhan's brows furrowed, and if this continued, the disciples of the Xuanji Sect swept one by one, and his own morale was completely lost.

Yuan Zhan secretly decided that if his side was defeated again this time, he would wave his army to fight a decisive battle with the Tielin Legion.

You can't go on any longer, and the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for you.

Yuan Zhan sighed secretly, I don't know who on his side has the strength to compete with him!

Yuan Zhan's gaze wandered and he looked in the direction of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Many of the rest also looked at the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Maybe only the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have hope of turning the tables, right?

Su Mo shook his head, it seemed that if he didn't fight, no one on Tianyue's side would be this Zuo Qiu's opponent at all, and it was estimated that he would be swept away by the other party.

Su Mo was just about to fight, but someone else took the lead.

It was a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Facing the eager gazes of countless people, this person gritted his teeth and resolutely stepped onto the battlefield.

Su Mo didn't fight with the other party and stopped his figure.

The strength of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect is not weak, since this person dares to fight, he must be a little sure.

The disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect who fought this time was an emaciated young man.

The young man's face was extremely solemn, although he resolutely went to fight, but in fact, he did not have much confidence in his heart.

He had already made up his mind that if he was defeated, he would return immediately.

As soon as this young man from the Heavenly Sword Sect came on the field, he released his martial soul.

His martial soul level is as high as the eighth order of the human level.

"Kill!"

The young man didn't say much, and as soon as he got on the field, he launched a stormy attack on Zuo Qiu.

This person's weapon is a soft sword, and the attack is ethereal, weird, and unguardable.

His strength is even higher than Xing Feng.

In the face of this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple's fierce attack, Zuo Qiu was not in a hurry, his palms came out together, and all the attacks were shattered, and no attack could get close to him.

After more than a dozen moves, this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple completely saw the gap between the two.

He did not hesitate, his body retreated sharply, and he was about to return.

"Fight me, no one is qualified to run away without my permission!"

At this moment, Zuo Qiu's arrogant voice sounded.

The next moment, Zuo Qiu's body was like electricity, and he caught up with this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple in the blink of an eye.

Swish!

A white light flashed.

Boom!

The sound of the sword entering the sheath sounded, and Zuo Qiu struck out a sword, without looking at the result, and turned back to the same place.

On the ground, a corpse with wide eyes remained.

With one sword, this disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect died tragically!

"Oh my God!

"It's too strong, this person is already so powerful without a sword, if he comes out with a sword, who can stop it?"

"Hey, completely defeated! Hundreds of our disciples of the four major sects, there is really no one who can compete with the disciples of the Xuanji Sect!"

"The gap is too big!"

"Xuanji Sect has been prepared for a long time, all super geniuses are on the field, and our side has no super geniuses to come to Guan Wu City!"

The disciples of the four major sects all had extremely gray faces.

Everyone is in a low spirit, and it is not a level of battle at all! How can it be compared?

The tens of thousands of troops in Tianyue were also demoralized, and they were swept away repeatedly, and no one could raise the will to fight.

Yuan Zhan took a deep breath and slowly raised his palm.

Can't compare it!

If it continues, not only will the shame be deeper, but the morale of your own side will be even lower.

Just when Yuan Zhan was about to give the order, beat the war drums, gather the military might, and attack the army.

Among the disciples of Fengling Island, a young figure stepped out.