Three days later

Top 12 Matchup List Announced:

Yan Xiaotian VS Zhang Wuqi

Black Soil VS Bi Junxian

Lv Qinyao VS Li Xueyan

Yellow Fish VS Knife Wash Wisdom

Xue Mengmeng VS Zhang Qianye

Bing Wuyan VS Lu Qingfeng

At the same time as the list was announced, the players also made moves.

Dreams are unconscious

Huang Xiaoyu is concentrating on his thoughts, practicing the true meaning of the killing intent of falling flowers. Since the end of the second game, Huang Xiaoyu was summoned by Dream Tears until Dream Break was unconscious, and Dream Tears did not blame him too much, but chose to let him realize himself.

Although Huang Xiaoyu is cynical on weekdays, he knows better than anyone else in his heart that he can't control his killing intent, and the tragedy caused by "Ten Sighs of Falling Flowers" will be irreparable!!

Because a long time ago, there was a sentence praising the sword technique of dream tears: "The burial sword is ruthless, the falling flower is fate, the person is a sigh, the sword is a sigh, the love is a sigh, the heart is a sigh, the dream is a sigh, the flower is a sigh, the wind is a sigh, the moon is a sigh, life is a sigh, death is a sigh, and the falling flowers are ten sighs, and a sword is nothing!" ”

And not far away, Dream Tears leaned against a flower tree, his eyes closed, quietly feeling the fluctuation of killing intent, just waiting for the moment when someone came to succeed. As the only female swordsman among the top ten swordsmen in the netherworld, Mengtear's strength is not inferior to the other nine.

Speaking of the meeting between the two, it was one evening before March, when Huang Xiaoyu was bored after dinner, wandering around. Unconsciously, I broke into the dream unconsciously, saw the yellow flowers scattered all over the place in the courtyard, and inadvertently sighed: "Huangquan Academy, it is really a paradise!" There is such a yellow flower, but the flower is the most precious only when it blooms, and it is worthless once it withers and falls to the ground. But if you miss the flowering period, who can blame the flower, what the flower needs is to be appreciated, so that at least someone can prove that it has been brilliant and bloomed, and this is enough!! ”

A simple sentence of emotion, but it was an unexpected trick to unravel the sleepiness of Dream Tears, which made the funeral sword break through the tenth layer and create the eleventh move without tricks.

Dream tears are also because of this, obsessed with teaching Huang Xiaoyu "Ten Sighs of Falling Flowers"!!

The realm of consciousness

In the pavilion by the waterfall, three familiar people sat around a stone table, each with their own thoughts.

After a moment of silence, Yan Xiaotian spoke: "Hate!" You don't seem to be happy? This competition, it's all up to you! Why do you feel unhappy every time you return to the realm of consciousness and swap with me!! ”

Shu and Xiaoxiang then said: "Because, he didn't meet an opponent that satisfied him!" You are in the realm of consciousness, you don't see it very clearly, you didn't make one move in the first round, and the battle ended in three moves in the second round, how can you be satisfied with a militant!! ”

After hearing this, Nangong hated to say disdainfully: "Hmph! A bunch of rubbish! None of them can make Nangong hate happy for a moment! Boring! ”

"Hate! I went to the bulletin board to see it earlier, and your opponent in the next game is Zhang Wuqi, the top swordsman of the third order of martial arts! This time, I think you'll be able to have a good time! He is very strong, you must not underestimate the enemy, but if he is not your opponent, please don't take it too seriously, don't forget our agreement!! ”

"Long-winded! Zhang Wuqi? Hahahaha, Nangong hates to fail with you! Be happy for me! ”

Laugh wildly!! Nangong hated the divine sense, left the realm of consciousness, and went straight to the ring.

Next

In the primary area, the top 12 finals officially kicked off.

Yan Xiaotian in the ring

Nangong hated, who sat quietly all night, just waiting for the opponent he was looking forward to to appear.

Just when everyone in the audience held their breath, a figure broke into the scene like the wind and stood on the stage.

"You're Zhang Wuqi?"

Nangong Hate used his gaze and carefully scanned the so-called third-order top swordsman in front of him.

Zhang Wuqi quickly replied: "That's right!" ”

"Hate Shangnangong, are you ready to fail?"

Nangong hated to perceive that the sword intent around the person was overflowing, and his own battle intent also increased.

"Hah! Originally, I thought I was already crazy, but I didn't know, it turned out that there are more arrogant people in this world than me!! ”

Zhang Wuqi glanced at him contemptuously, revealing a disdainful expression.

"Nonsense!!"

With a word of nonsense, Nangong's hatred of the sword appeared, the atmosphere of the scene was tense, and the audience was even more boiling.

"After this battle, you will understand what it means to have people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven."

Zhang Wuqi then took the long sword, and the sword intent permeated the entire ring.

"Come on!!"

I couldn't help but say that the sword in Nangong Hate's hand suddenly rose, in order to win, Zhang Wuqi's sword blade moved instantly, and he responded to the battle with all his heart, and the two exchanged troops for a moment, symbolizing the fierce sword duel, which was the prelude.

"Drink alone under the moon, walk a thousand miles without leaving a trace"!! Drink! ”

Knowing that the person in front of him was not ordinary, as soon as Nangong hated it, it was a high-grade sword style, the sword roared and swayed, and the strong attack was not strange.

"Master!! It's worth my seriousness! "Lonely Night Cold"

Seeing this, Zhang Wuqi turned sharply with the sword in his hand, turned his strength and retreated.

Nangong hate: Hmph! Why bother? Today, Nangong Hates will take your failure as my greatest happiness! Do your best, please Nangong hate!! Drink! "Blood falls into Huangquan, and people don't return"!

Zhang Wuqi: Your arrogance! Doomed to your failure!! "Cold Front Transit"!!

Fighting again, Nangong hated the sword and used the bloody move, Zhang Wuqi's sword condensed three inches of cold, creating an extreme conflict between strong and cold, one movement and one stillness, the moment the sword slashed, it was the craziest soul power agitation.

Nangong hate: Hahaha! Joyfully! Again, again!

Zhang Wuqi: Hmph!

In the face of an unprecedented military powerhouse, Nangong hated that his inner battle intent burned to the highest point, and then his extreme sword intent reappeared!!

Nangong hate: Drink!

Zhang Wuqi: Huh?

The Extreme Heart Sword Intent spread endlessly, Zhang Wuqi was shocked by the sudden Endless Sword Intent, and suddenly felt the pressure on his body, and the expression on his face changed.

"Ahh Good oppression, this sword intent. ”

"What a strong breath!!"

"Why, I feel like it's hard to breathe!!"

The crowd in the audience was also shocked, and those who cultivated slightly higher only felt admiration in their hearts. Those who cultivate as equals only feel the oppression of sword intent. Those with lower cultivation began to feel difficult to breathe, as if even their standing steps began to become unsteady.

"Is this my student? It's such a terrifying strength, it seems that you have to have a certain foundation to watch this game!! ”

Cangyue in the audience felt the oppression of the extreme sword intent, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

"Hah! He is worthy of being a good little brother of the master!! After the sword went wild, in just three months, he was able to cultivate his "Extreme Heart Sword Intent" to this realm!! Even a genius with extraordinary talent could not have achieved this level. It seems that Shizun is good, he may really be able to surpass Shizun and eliminate future disasters!! The outcome is a foregone conclusion, and I should go back!! ”

Qianxue sighed namelessly and disappeared into the sea of people.

"Huh? I want to calm down! "Yotaki Kill"! ”

In the face of unprecedented pressure, Zhang Wuqi regained his composure and made every effort to perform the strongest move in his life, which was the epic martial arts created by King Yadi.

Nangong Hate: Huh? Is this your strongest move? Then I will pay you back with this trick, "Two Styles: Ten Thousand Swords Return Together"!!

The extreme heart reappeared, ten thousand swords were assimilated, and the majestic sword qi suppressed the murderous aura in Zhang Wuqi's hands.

Zhang Wuqi: This!

With the sound of a sword, Nangong hated the long knife to block the killing sword, and the moment the extreme sword stood on his neck, a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead, and the killing intent disappeared instantly, Zhang Wuqi calmly admitted defeat: "I!! Lost!! ”

"Winner! Yan Xiaotian!! ”

To be continued......