The ninth floor of the Xuanbing Temple.

Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng waited for half an hour before a figure came from the void.

"Stepping on the void? It's actually a Sword Sect powerhouse!"

Duan Feng raised his eyebrows, he still underestimated this Sword Ranking Competition, and there would be a strong Sword Sect.

That Sword Sect powerhouse had just landed on the ninth layer, and his face instantly turned gloomy.

Because, he found that Duan Feng was just a Sword Queen stage, and Chu Chengcheng's strength was even weaker, and even the Sword Emperor had not reached it.

However, these two people actually grabbed in front of him, how could this make his face not gloomy?

The ninth floor is the ring match, and it is not allowed to play privately until the end of the level.

Therefore, Duan Feng, Chu Chengcheng and the other three stood in place like this.

After a while, there were figures one after another, one after another.

Most of their strength is in the Sword Queen period, as well as the peak.

Even, even the powerhouses of the Sword Sect have two.

"Boom~"

At a certain point, the entrance to the ninth floor was completely closed.

And the monks standing on the ninth floor, including Chu Chengcheng, were only twelve.

From 300 contestants to only 12 left, it can be seen that its elimination rate is high.

"Haha, congratulations on your success in reaching the ninth floor, and the next step is the ring match. ”

Like a ghost, the purple-robed old man appeared in front of Duan Feng and the others again out of thin air, and shouted.

"Is it finally coming?"

Many monks are gearing up, all ready to do a big job.

Being able to break through from the three hundred monks is enough to show their strength.

"Here's your sign, take it. ”

The purple-robed old man waved his hand, and twelve silver sticks flew out of his sleeve robe.

Duan Feng, Chu Chengcheng and others caught it one after another.

"One. ”

Duan Feng looked at the number of the silver slip in his hand, and held the silver slip high a little helplessly.

Apparently.

That suggests he'll be the first to play.

After Duan Feng raised his hand, there was also a person in the other direction who was doing the same thing.

"Except for the two monks who were holding the silver signature number 'one', the rest of them all stepped aside. ”

The purple-robed old man shouted.

"Come on, don't embarrass me. Chu Qingcheng muttered, and then withdrew to the side.

"Shame on you? That's non-existent. ”

Duan Feng shook his head, and with a slight leap, he appeared in the very center of the ring.

At the same moment, another monk also appeared on the opposite side of Duan Feng.

His name was Bi Xiang, he was tall, his breath emanated, and he had already reached the peak of the Sword Emperor.

One step away, you will be able to step into the ranks of the strong men of the Sword Sect.

"Give you a chance, kneel down and kowtow three times, and I won't kill you. ”

Bi Xiang looked at Duan Feng arrogantly and shouted arrogantly.

His voice was not disguised in any way, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

As soon as his words fell, it was not surprising that there was an uproar.

To be able to come to the ninth floor, which one doesn't have two brushes?

However, Bi Xiang dared to be so self-conscious and arrogant, if he didn't have some ability, he would be a real stupid pig.

"Hehe, to you, I just want to say one thing: don't take yourself too seriously. ”

Duan Feng chuckled and said lightly.