On the arena, the battle ended.

Two pillars of golden light fell in the sky, and one of them shrouded Lin Wu's body.

Lin Wu's figure appeared on the arena, and when he saw a person opposite, Lin Wu was stunned.

"Xiahou Yue vs. Lin Wu, start!"

That's right, Lin Wu's opponent is Xiahou Yue.

The corners of Xiahou Yue's mouth slowly rose, staring at Lin Wu fiercely.

If you hit my hand, then blame your life!

"I throw in the towel!"

However, just as Xiahou Yue was about to make a move, Lin Wu didn't look back, and directly dropped a sentence and jumped off the arena.

Xiahou Yue's face stiffened, the script is wrong!

I had also drawn the Xiahou family to fight against the people who had left the alliance before, and the two sides fought so fiercely that everyone could see that both sides were fighting with the mentality of killing each other.

It's just that because the Tianjiao figures on both sides have not been involved, the strength of the two sides is quite similar, and the tragedy is tragic, but the person is not dead.

But now you come up and surrender directly, but it's not the same as before.

Xiahou Yue looked at Mo Li's smiling face, snorted coldly, and left the arena.

If you can't kill anyone, it's not bad to win one.

The golden pillar of light fell again, and everyone's hearts sank, and they swallowed their saliva with difficulty.

Because this time the person shrouded by the pillar of light is Mo Li.

When everyone saw the other person who was shrouded in the pillar of light, they all had a strange look on their faces.

People from the Xiahou family.

"I throw in the towel!"

As soon as Mo Li's figure came to the stage, the disciple of the Xiahou family jumped directly off the arena like Lin Wu, and he was not ready to give Mo Li a chance to make a move.

Mo Li shrugged his shoulders, and the other side was not a fool.

The pillar of light turned again, and two figures came to the stage.

"Tang Xiaoyu vs. Moon Spirit!"

The old man's voice fell, and the people in the audience all looked at the two sides of the battle, and they were all relieved in their hearts.

Tang Xiaoyu, a soul cultivator, is one of the enemies that everyone doesn't want to face.

Yue Ling, I wanted to face her when my head was broken.

Yue Ling had been in the mall once before, but the opponent directly admitted defeat, so until now, Yue Ling's strength is still a mystery in everyone's hearts.

Everyone looked interested, wanting to know how Tang Xiaoyu would choose, directly admit defeat or give it a go.

The people who left the alliance all sighed, they knew that Tang Xiaoyu's victory rate was zero.

Mo Li had already told them that the Moon Spirit was also a soul cultivator, and the Moon Spirit's soul power was even a little different from Mo Li, let alone Tang Xiaoyu.

Tang Xiaoyu's biggest advantage is not mentioned in front of Yue Ling.

"It's a pity, if Xiaoyu is a little luckier, maybe he can directly get one of the ten places. ”

Li Motian was a little regretful.

Tang Xiaoyu has already won two games, and if he wins one more game, he can directly enter the top ten.

However, it can also be said that Tang Xiaoyu's luck is good, and he has never met characters like the Eight Great Tianjiao in the first two games.

This third game finally made him meet an insurmountable strong enemy.

Yue Ling looked at Tang Xiaoyu calmly: "Your soul is already injured, admit defeat." ”

Taking a deep breath, Tang Xiaoyu, who knew that he was going to lose, was even more determined.

"Please advise Senior Sister Yue!"

With his hands folded, Tang Xiaoyu pinched a strange handprint.

"The Great Soul Coverer!"

Powerful fourth-order soul power gushed out, and at this moment, Tang Xiaoyu completely squeezed out his soul power, and there was almost nothing left.

A feeling of vertigo swept over his head, and with the last of his strength, he slowly pushed out the huge handprints that had condensed.

A hint of discoloration flashed in Yue Ling's eyes, and she looked at the huge handprint on the top of Tang Xiaoyu's head that was pressing towards her.

He saw Tang Xiaoyu and the Wind Thunder Pavilion with his own eyes

The disciples fought and injured each other.

The disciple of the Wind Thunder Pavilion was no longer able to participate in the battle at this time, why did Tang Xiaoyu, who was almost injured, still have such abundant soul power, and he could hardly even see the soul injury.

However, whether Tang Xiaoyu was injured or not, it made no difference to Yue Ling.

The gap in strength cannot be filled.

Yue Ling's right hand tapped, and from her fingertips, a trace of transparent silk thread spread out, gently wrapping the huge handprint.

The threads of soul power, which didn't look very powerful, were wrapped around the handprint one by one, causing the handprint to stop in the air completely.

Then, the five fingers of the moon spirit moved slightly, and the soul silk thread also moved slightly with the movement of her fingers.

"Extinguish. ”

The red lips opened slightly, and she shook her right hand gently.

Under Tang Xiaoyu's shocked gaze, the huge transparent handprint shattered inch by inch under the action of the silk thread.

"I ...... Defeated......"

Tang Xiaoyu exhaled lightly and bowed slightly to Yue Ling: "Thank you Senior Sister Yue for your advice." ”

He slowly returned to the side of the departed group.

"Don't be low, she's strong. ”

Mo Li gently patted Tang Xiaoyu's shoulder and comforted.

Tang Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at Mo Li with great conviction: "The young sect master will definitely be able to defeat her!"

Mo Li was slightly stunned, and then nodded: "If you run into her, I will win it back for you." ”

Then Mo Li lightly tapped Tang Xiaoyu's forehead, and a drop of soul source entered his sea of knowledge.

Tang Xiaoyu nodded firmly, and returned to the rear to quickly recover his soul power.

Mo Li glanced at the figure of the moon spirit, and sighed in his heart, he was worthy of being a figure above the Eight Heavenly Pride.

Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway.

Others seemed that the Moon Spirit was just very relaxed, and it was natural to defeat Tang Xiaoyu, but only the soul cultivator knew how strong the means that the Moon Spirit revealed just now were.

It's not that her soul power is strong, but that her control of soul power is extremely strong.

If you lift weights lightly, you are a master, and if you lift weights lightly, you are a master.

In terms of the manipulation of soul power, the Moon Spirit has undoubtedly reached the level of a master who is as light as a master.

Coupled with Mo Li's soul power, which is difficult to see, it is still unknown how strong the strength of the moon spirit is.

The random selection of the arena has not stopped, and now Mo Li only needs one more win to lock in one of the ten places.

"Zhou Guangli fought against Bailifeng. ”

The two people who appeared on the field instantly detonated the atmosphere in the field, and this was the first battle between the eight great Tianjiao.

Of course, the battle between Mo Li and Xiahou Quan can also be counted as a battle at this level, or even stronger.

Both of them were a little surprised, but sooner or later, the two of the Eight Great Heavenly Prides would collide, but they were the first group.

"Let's fight!"

Baili Feng kicked his feet and shot out rapidly.

Zhou Guangli was not to be outdone, and the two quickly became entangled together.

Powerful attacks erupted from the hands of the two of them, and the space was filled with this powerful spiritual power fluctuation.

The two can be said to be evenly matched, and all kinds of powerful martial arts dazzle everyone.

But this parity was soon broken.

Baili Feng used his innate ability, the Blue Flame Spiritual Fire.

The Blue Flame Spirit Body of Baili Feng was the fundamental reason why he was stronger than the rest of the Eight Great Heavenly Heroes.

At this time, the hundred miles of wind, surrounded by green flames, made Zhou Guangli shackled, and he almost had no way to start.

After coming out of the Blue Flame Spirit Body, Zhou Guangli fell into a decline, and Baili Feng grasped the opportunity to win.

"Hundred miles of wind wins!"

"Take!"

Baili Feng retracted the green flame and walked straight down the high platform.

Zhou Guangli's face was full of unwillingness, but

He could only return to the side of the Chixiao Sect with a sad face.

"Duan Tiande vs. Lin Wu!"

Lin Wu looked at Duan Tiande opposite, his face full of depression.

He came to the stage twice, once he met Xiahou Yue, and once he met Duan Tiande, if he came a few more times, would the Eight Great Tianjiao be beaten by him.

Helpless in his heart, he didn't bother to look for abuse, and jumped off the stage directly.

"I throw in the towel. ”

After losing two games in a row, Lin Wu was no longer eligible for one of those ten places.

"Bufan, fight against Xiahou Quan. ”

Meng Bufan, who was beside him, disappeared and appeared on the arena.

And the person opposite him was Xiahou Quan, who had a gloomy face.

"Get out of here, or you'll die!"

Meng Bufan and Mo Li chatted happily, and everyone saw that Xiahou Quan had already divided him into enemies.

Meng Bufan raised his eyebrows slightly, and without Xiahou Quan, who had been cut off, his strength plummeted.

"I won't kill you, but your spot is gone!"

Meng Bufan let out a faint sound, turned into a wind, and disappeared above the arena.

"So fast, where is he?"

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and they could only vaguely see a figure shuttling across the arena.

When facing Meng Xing, Meng Bufan's speed was already extremely amazing, but now everyone found out that his speed could be even faster.

Xia Houquan's face became even more gloomy, and the spirit knife he took casually slashed at the void space.

Meng Bufan's figure quickly retreated, slightly surprised: "I didn't expect you to find me." ”

Standing still, Meng Bufan glanced at the people of the Wind Thunder Pavilion slightly.

He exhaled softly: "In that case, can you still find me?"

Rumble!

The powerful aura erupted, and the aura of the Spirit Mansion filled the audience.

Mo Li's eyes flashed, Meng Bufan's realm had surpassed him and reached the realm of Lingfu consummation.

And he could feel that Meng Bufan's realm was extremely precipitated, as if he had been in this realm for many years, and it was no worse than Duan Tiande and other Tianjiao, far from being comparable to Lin Wu's Lingfu perfection.

But Mo Li and Meng Bufan haven't seen each other for a few years, how quickly has he improved?

Zizi!

The thunder light mixed with the blue light suddenly flickered under his feet, and Meng Bufan's figure disappeared again.

This time, it was a complete disappearance, and everyone in the audience couldn't find him at all.

Xiahou Quan's expression suddenly became solemn, and with his strength, he couldn't even find Meng Bufan's figure.

"I'm ...... here"

Meng Bufan's indifferent voice was close at hand, and Xiahou Quan's pupils shrank.

Airplanes!

The spirit knife slashed down, and the powerful sword light slashed the ground.

"It's too slow. ”

Airplanes!

As Meng Bufan's voice sounded, a sword groan sounded.

Xiahou's whole body tensed, cold sweat left from his forehead, and he didn't dare to move at all.

A spirit sword was already pressed against his back.

"Meng Bufan wins!"

The voice of the old man of Tianji Pavilion fell, and the ending was a foregone conclusion.

The whole arena was silent, and no one expected this to be the end.

From the time the two of them came on the field for only a few breaths, the result was unexpected.

Looking at Meng Bufan's back slowly walking towards Mo Li, everyone was shocked.

Unlike Mo Li's shock of crushing Xiahou Quan with his strength, Meng Bufan defeated Xiahou Quan with extreme speed.

These are two completely different feelings.

But the result was the same, Xiahou lost two in a row.

Become the first Tianjiao to be disqualified.

Airplanes!

The golden light fell, and finally fell on Mo Li again.

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