When the Lord of Nangong heard this, he nodded abruptly: "Despite this, in the end, everything depends on strength. Until the last minute, it is difficult to say that the top spot will be at the top of the list. ”

"Hey, how could such a young girl come on the stage in this kind of scene?" Sheng Lao said in surprise, staring closely, still unable to distinguish the depth and reality of this girl.

"Lu Fu is too arrogant, what kind of mystery is it? This is a sword without eyes, and I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all. The Lord of Nangong said with some indignation.

This woman is not a weak woman, and whoever underestimates it will suffer. Sheng Lao laughed.

Ziyan frowned, and opposite her stood an old man with white hair, with a meaty face and a hideous face. He grinned wide, staring at himself with a squint, and felt his stomach churning.

"Hehe! The old man has lived for a handful of years, and it is the first time he has seen such a seductive stunner. Alas, I haven't been close to a woman for a long time, so let's go back with the old man!" the old man's throat rolled, and he wiped a handful of drooling saliva.

"Yes, as long as you have the life to step down from this high platform, this girl will go back with you. Ziyan's clear eyes flashed with a thick murderous intent, from this moment on, this old man was already a dead corpse in his heart.

"Of course! I don't even have my life, where can I still enjoy such a beautiful blessing. The old man laughed hehehe, and an astonishing edge and sharp aura suddenly erupted from his fat body, like a sharp blade that crossed the river. The smiling face disappeared in an instant, and the awe-inspiring murderous aura tore through the space, and a dazzling sword suddenly magnified in front of Ziyan's eyes. A despicable sneak attack, and the dead old man is unbearable.

When the sharp sword light was approaching, it trembled suddenly, and ten sword lights turned out in the twilight to cover Ziyan in it, and all the retreats were sealed.

Ziyan still stood quietly, without the slightest hint of fear in her eyes. The incomparably powerful sword shone with the luster of the cold, and flew furiously from all sides.

The sharp knife suddenly froze, hanging three inches in front of Ziyan's face, making a buzzing and trembling sound, and it was always difficult to make an inch.

A rainbow soared into the sky, drawing a wonderful arc of light

Boom!

The surrounding swords shattered, and Ziyan's figure also flew up at the same time, like a fluttering purple butterfly, so elegant and light, and the long sword in his hand was gently raised in the void. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the snow waves rolled over.

The fat old man was broken with a shocking attack, and he was about to change his move in shock, but suddenly found himself in a vast sea of clouds. Pieces of white clouds sparkled silently across their bodies, each of which tore open a gap, taking away a ray of blood, and causing a cry of astonishment.

Exclaimed, blood and light were intertwined, shrouded in a layer of misty aura, and few people in the whole city could see what was going on inside?

The hoarse cry grew lower and lower, and gradually stopped.

The wind dissipated, and the misty breath dissipated.

The fat old man stood upright, with hundreds of rolls of flesh and blood all over his body, and his white bones were exposed. The whole face was blurred with flesh and blood, and blood was gushing out of the eye sockets.

It's all like this, it's not down! dead, or alive?

The fat old man's bloody body looked very miserable, and no one in the audience gave a cry of sympathy for him, perhaps because of his poor character. With the appearance of this flesh and blood, it doesn't seem to make much difference whether it is dead or alive.

The patience of the players who came on the court behind Lu Fu didn't seem to be very good, and there were no exciting fighting scenes. The only attraction is instant killing! When the referee shouts "start!", the opponent suddenly lies down, and whether he is dead or alive depends on everyone's creation.

This round of round-robin competition ended, and Lu Fu advanced to the next round of the competition as the winner without any suspense.

The winners of the four groups: the Sang family, the Liuyun Sect, the Lu Mansion, and another big force.

The rules of the next round: each side also selects five players to play, and the draw is drawn to face off. The same is whether it is life or death, only ask about the result. The winner will fight for the top spot, and the loser will fight for third and fourth place, and the difference in each position will be a matter of importance to the future interests, and both must be fought for as hard as possible.

Although the world is unpredictable, it also has its own specific laws. For example, the sentence that the road is narrow seems to be quite regular. As soon as the Sang family made a move, it was a coincidence or an inevitability, no one could really say clearly.

The Flowing Cloud Sect Master secretly pinched a sweat, and it was not until the results of the smoking came out that he was greatly relieved. If he was very unfortunate enough to draw the Lu Mansion, he Liuyun Sect would not hesitate to choose to give up and directly declare that he would admit defeat. There is no chance of winning, it is purely looking for abuse, looking for death!

The Sang family doesn't think so, everyone is overjoyed, and they think that it is a godsend, and they can justifiably exterminate the top masters of the Lu Mansion in one fell swoop. The high-level of the Sang family directly invited the ancestors who had been cultivating for decades in the clan, and they were bound to bring the Lu Mansion back to the bottom in this battle. They haven't forgotten the shocking bet that Lu Suifeng made, once they lose, the blood of the family will be too big, and it will simply hurt their muscles and bones.

The so-called heroes see the same thing, and Lu Fu just thinks the same. Since the two sides have become like fire and water, what kind of face do you have to take into account, not to mention that there is still such a large amount of bets to be put into the account, I don't know if this counts as murder and plunder?

The two sides had the same thoughts, and before they played, the air was already full of strong murderous intent and murderous aura.

Five old men with white eyebrows and white hair suddenly appeared in the exclusive area of the Sang family, looking at least eighty years away, with ruddy complexions, restrained breath, sitting on the ground with low eyebrows and lowered eyes, as quiet as water, like an old monk in his meditation.

In the first game, the Liuyun Sect played against another big force.

The two sides usually have no big hatred and hatred, and it seems that the relationship is quite good. But today's scene is extraordinary, and its importance is that even if relatives and friends are on the scene, it is still to see God and kill God, and there will be no mercy.

For a while, the wind and clouds changed color, the sword light and sword shadows rolled, and the sound of shouting shook the heavens and the earth. The tragic and ruthless fighting moves were bloody, and the collision of strong energy continued to burst out with deafening roars and explosions. In the blood splash, some people had stumps and broken arms, and even were hit by a palm so that their brains burst and died tragically on the spot.

In a fiery and bloody battle, the two sides finished four battles, each with casualties, all of them had a record of two wins and two losses, and it was still a tie without a score. The atmosphere of the audience was pushed to a climax, and 100,000 spectators held their breath and looked forward to the next final battle.

The first battle is decided, and the two sides have no extra choices and retreats, only to fight without reservation, even if they are on the high platform.

The referee also seemed to be infected by the current atmosphere, and excitedly announced the final battle: "Let's go!"

The Liuyun Sect Master stepped a little under his feet, volleyed up in the air, and flew onto the high platform almost at the same time as the opponent's master.

The two sides stood opposite each other, separated by a distance of twenty meters, each other's eyes were like unsheathed swords, breaking through the barriers of the air and colliding fiercely in the void, bursting with the slightest crackling sound, silent confrontation, the bodies of the two shook slightly, evenly matched.

"The old man has not asked about the world for a long time, and I heard that your sword is fast before I went on the field, I don't know if I can be faster than the old man?" There was no trace of "oldness" in that muscular physique. The breath is pure, the sound is like a bell, and the essence is flickering.

After Lu Suifeng's battle, the Liuyun Sect Master's cognition and perception in the way of the sword have undergone a qualitative transformation. Is the "sword" faster than the "meaning"? The unity of the sword can be regarded as truly stepping into the threshold of the way of the sword.

"Interesting! The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. However, the true connotation of 'fast' is very rare in the world, and the sect master dare not say 'fast'. The old-timers have been in retreat for many years, and they must have a deep understanding. On another occasion, the sect will carefully ask for advice. But in this war, there may be only one person between you and me who can step down. As for who is fast and who is slow, naturally only the living have the final say. "Liuyun Sect said calmly and honestly.

The old man deeply agrees, the lion fights the rabbit and must do his best, and the old man will not keep his hand. After finishing speaking, a sword stabbed out flatly, without strong yuan force fluctuations, silently across the twenty-meter space, unable to see the trajectory of the sword, and a flash of cold light appeared in front of the eyes of the Liuyun Sect Master.

With such a sword speed, in the past, the Flowing Cloud Sect Master was only afraid that the sword would be wiped out by a sword before it was unsheathed. It's too fast! The human movement has no time to respond.

The Flowing Cloud Sect Master was still calm, and he couldn't see the slightest shock. Only a glimmer of essence flashed in his eyes, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, such a swift sword speed had reached a certain limit, and he could actually capture its route and trajectory very clearly. This shows that his sword intent has reached an unknown realm.

The sharp sword edge had not yet reached, and Sen Han's sword qi had already hit his body, and the skin and cortex were faintly painful. Unable to avoid it, the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath in a thousand shots, and the sword moved at will, like a glance of the rainbow.

A sword flash popped out, and with a crisp sound, the tip of the sword was extremely precise on the blade of the opponent's rushing sword. The opponent's sword momentum was slightly off, and he was clinging to the face of the Liuyun Sect Master.

The other party seems to have a back hand, and does not expect to make a contribution with one blow. The sword momentum turned, turning the stab into a sharpening, one move and two styles, which caught people off guard. A sinister smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

One trick and two styles, you are not the only one in the world who can use it. The Liuyun Sect Master naturally also prepared a back hand, and with a twist of his wrist, he went straight to the other side with a sword.

As soon as the other party slashed out the sword, he saw a cold star enlarged in front of his eyes, and his whole body suddenly felt a creep. His intuition told him that his sword had not been slashed against the other party, and that his face was pierced by the opponent's sword first.

The instantaneous prediction made him make the decision to withdraw and retreat quickly.

The Liuyun Sect Master did not start a pursuit, his eyes looked at the sky a little distractedly, as if he was thinking about something? Sword Intent! This is the real Sword Intent, with his heart to perceive everything, his heart moves with his sword, and the sword is in his heart.

The distance between the two sides returned to the original point, a thrilling encounter, collision, and a deeper understanding of each other.