Looking at Xiang Tianxiao and Su Yanyu who were still on the stage, several elders of the Tibetan Sword Sect and the Xuanqing Sect frowned, this result was already beyond their expectations.

Their original plan was to eliminate all the Cangyun Sect disciples in the first competition, but they didn't expect that there would be a change.

As the powerhouses of the mountain realm outside the mountain, they passed on their voices to the remaining disciples one after another, and they didn't care about killing Xiang Tianxiao and Su Yanyu with force.

"The second competition is over, and now the third competition begins, the rules of the competition are one-on-one heads-up, and it is also a lottery method, and the disciples who draw the same number are the opponents. ”

The middle-aged man's figure fell on the furious battle platform, and after glancing at Xiang Tianxiao with deep meaning, he cleared his throat and said.

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his hand raised, and a wooden box appeared in front of him again.

The remaining ten disciples began to draw lots. ”

So, the ten disciples, including Xiang Tianxiao and Su Yanyu, took a step forward, put their hands into the wooden box in turn, and pulled out a wooden label.

After smoking, the middle-aged man flipped his palm, and the wooden box in his hand disappeared, and after looking around at the ten disciples present, he saw him say calmly: "All of them have got their own lots, then the third competition will begin!"

After saying that, he retreated from the berserk platform again.

Xiang Tianxiao was lucky, he drew a No. 4, while Su Yanyu drew No. 5, fortunately he didn't draw the same number, otherwise only one person would have advanced.

The disciple who drew the No. 1 lottery was already standing in the center of the Furious Battle Platform, and the others consciously retreated.

The disciple who drew the No. 1 lottery was a disciple wearing the costume of Xuanqing Sect, and I saw him scrubbing his fists and looking eager to try, but when he saw that his opponent turned out to be Zhao Junyan, his face suddenly drooped, like a frosted eggplant.

"I ...... I throw in the towel......"

The corner of the Xuanqing Sect's disciple's mouth twitched slightly, and he hugged his fist at Zhao Junyan, and directly admitted defeat.

After all, Zhao Junyan, as the first day of the outer sect of the Xuanqing Sect, also has a certain right to speak, as an outer disciple who has been in the sect for less than a year, he would never dare to offend him, not to mention that with his strength, he is also abused, it is better to admit defeat generously, and by the way, he can win Zhao Junyan's appreciation.

Sure enough, just after he admitted defeat, Zhao Junyan nodded slowly, with a glint of approval flashing in his eyes.

"You're very good, follow me in the future!"

"Yes!"

When the Xuanqing Sect disciple heard this, a smile of excitement appeared on his face, and after hugging his fist at Zhao Junyan again, he turned around and jumped off the fierce battle platform.

The first game ended in such a hurry.

The second game was relatively exciting, and the disciples of the Xuanqing Sect and the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect worked hard to compete for the opportunity to enter the land of Taoyuan.

But in the end, the sword of the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect was actually shattered by the disciple of the Xuanqing Sect with a punch, and the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect who had no sword was like a tiger without its claws, allowing others to slaughter it.

In just a few minutes, the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect was kicked in the chest, and the whole person fell outside the berserk battle platform.

The third game was not much to look at, at least for Xiang Tianxiao, it was a little unsightly, which made him feel like he wanted to doze off, but fortunately, the third game only lasted for a cup of tea and it was over.

In the fourth game, it was Xiang Tianxiao's turn to appear on the stage, only to see him yawn, and Hang Erlang stepped onto the crazy battle platform.

"Brother Tianxiao, come on!"

Su Yanyu cheered Xiang Tianxiao on.

Xiang Tianxiao turned his head and showed a smile at Su Yanyu, and then looked at his opponent, a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect.

The disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect probably knew Xiang Tianxiao's strength, so he stared at him solemnly at the beginning, silently opened a small distance from Xiang Tianxiao, and was ready to go.

Xiang Tianxiao just shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, and stood in place looking at the Tibetan Sword Sect disciple with a smile on his face.

In the opening quarter of an hour, the two of them were useless, but the disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect seemed to be unable to hold it anymore and directly pulled out the sword in his hand.

"Die!"

Sou!

I saw him on tiptoe and rushed towards Xiang Tianxiao.

"Warlord, Sky Eater!"

Roar!

A tiger roar sounded, shaking the heavens and the earth, and behind the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect, a tiger five or six meters tall appeared, its fur was as red as blood jade, its tail was as black as ink and more than eight feet, its minions were cold and bright, its eyes were like copper bells, and its fierce light flickered.

In just one breath, the Sky Devouring Tiger sank into the body of the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect.

Rumble!

The momentum on the disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect was rising steadily!

Nine layers of the realm of outsiders!

Ten layers of the realm of outsiders!

Shake the mountain realm on the first floor!

The second floor of the Shaking Mountain Realm!

Shake the third floor of the mountain realm!

Shake the fourth floor of the mountain realm!

Directly broke through the six realms......

Six-rank generals!

It's actually a six-rank general!

The disciples in the stands took a breath of cool air, their eyes full of shock.

They also didn't expect that the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect would actually have a six-rank general!

Possible...... The six-rank battle general is nothing in this Fengyun continent, but I already knew that this was the Pengshan Dynasty, the lowest level of the dynasty, and having a six-rank battle general can be said to be a genius-like existence.

No wonder this group of disciples was so shocked.

However, the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect looked excited, because in their eyes, Xiang Tianxiao had already lost, and their Hidden Sword Sect had won.

"Is this what you do?"

Xiang Tianxiao lowered his eyes and asked with some disappointment.

"I didn't want to expose it, but...... You forced me to do this, if you want to blame yourself, I must enter the land of peach springs, and no one can stop me!"

The disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect were full of pride in their words, and looked at Xiang Tian and said with a disdainful expression.

"Oh, yes? Then I'll take you to practice. ”

Suddenly, Xiang Tianxiao raised his head with an inexplicable smile on his face.

That smile made the Tibetan Sword Sect disciple's heart burst out.

No way......

Impossible!

I have a sixth-rank general, and now I am already a fourth-layer cultivator in the Mountain Shaking Realm, and he can't beat me at all!

I don't know why, looking at the smile on Xiang Tianxiao's face, the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect didn't have any confidence in their hearts at all.

He was originally holding the chance to win, but his heart began to panic.

"Don't worry, it's just that I'm just using you to practice my hands, and nothing will happen!"

Xiang Tianxiao still had a smile on his face.

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, I saw an extreme golden light suddenly erupt behind Xiang Tianxiao, and a terrifying and gloomy aura suddenly swept through the whole body of the disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect.