Luo Shui Han!

Without saying a word, a light appeared in the palm of his hand, and a slender soft sword appeared in his hand, the appearance of "Luo Shuihan" was very gorgeous, as if it was carved from gemstones, and the sword body was carved with thin ripples, dancing with the sword body, like water waves flowing······

This is a silent natal spirit soldier, in tune with the secret vault of water he has opened.

The Flying Leaf Sect is different from the Split Sword Sect, the martial artists of the Flying Leaf Sect are not pure sword cultivation, what they practice is the art of sword martial arts, the combination of martial arts and swordsmanship, although there is no pure destructive power like real sword cultivation, but it has more means and changes.

Butterfly Leaf Flying Sword!

Yan Bu Shi danced in a posture, like a smart elf jumping in the void, Yan Bu has now entered the realm of creation, his body is volleying in the air, Luo Shui Han is disillusioned and overlapping, confusing people's eyes······

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Wu Yi looked at the entanglement of the two in the ring with a faint gaze, the swords are divided into types, and the soft sword is the most weird sword among all the swords.

The demon spirit named Dark Spirit is extremely fast, so far, the silent sword has never touched him once, although the soft sword is varied, but its destructive power is not strong, many demon spirits don't even have to dodge the attack of the soft sword, but the dark spirit seems to be very afraid of being hurt by silence.

Although Wu Yi didn't know what the body of the dark spirit was, it seemed that from his behavior, it seemed that he was a race that was not physically strong, and Wu Yi had been in the depths of the Demon Spirit Mountain Range for more than three months, and he was very familiar with the breath of the demon spirit, and he faintly smelled a snake's breath from the body of the dark spirit······

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Now that it is the third round of selection, the strength of many Tianjiao has gradually been revealed, and faintly, the favorite candidates to win the championship have also begun to appear!

Ring Seven!

A young man in a pale golden robe looked indifferent and arrogant, and slapped a Tianjiao of the Creation Realm into the ring with a palm of his hand, and then turned around and left without looking back, only to hear the referee behind him shouting!

"In this battle, the Emperor Feng of the Eastern Immortal Academy wins!"

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Ring 18!

The two figures, one black and one red, staggered rapidly, the red figure released its momentum wildly, and the cultivation of the peak of the creation realm was vividly displayed, and the top of the two of them was already full of fire, and the crimson flames released a scorching high temperature, scorching the black figure below!

And in the face of this sea of fire, the black figure maintained a slightly obscene and unflattened smile from beginning to end, on the other hand, the red figure was sweating profusely and breathing heavily, and after a while, I heard the red figure suddenly exhale, hugged his fist towards the black figure, and said!

"It is worthy of the Demon Dao, the Demon Spirit Body, one of the legendary Eight Great Immortal Bodies, is really powerful, I admire it, I admit defeat in this game!"

"Take!"

Demon Daozi still looked indifferent, with a smile on his mouth that made people feel like a spring breeze, but this smile always had a faint sense of obscenity and inadequacy in the eyes of others!

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Ring One Hundred and Six!

An ordinary young man in coarse linen clothes casually carried a three-foot Qingfeng, his eyebrows were full of laziness, the whole person was a little weak, holding a wine jug in his left hand, full of alcohol, and opposite him, the long sword in the young man's hand was constantly trembling, as if he was going to abandon him and throw himself into the arms of the enemy, the young man was sweating profusely, and he tried his best to suppress the natal spirit soldier in his hand······

The battle was decided before it even began.

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Such a situation continues to emerge, as the knockout round is coming to an end, some real demons who hide their strength have begun to emerge, and even Wu Yi has sensed seven or eight Daozi and Saint Son level characters with a successful foundation in a short period of time······

Not only that, but he also sensed a familiar and unfamiliar aura!

Wu Yi squinted slightly, and looked towards the No. 73 ring, where there was a young man wearing a dragon robe, showing the demeanor of an emperor between his words and deeds, only to see that he faced his opponent, raised his hand and blasted out a punch, a punch blasted out, the sound of the dragon's groan resounded through the nine heavens, and a real dragon phantom suddenly rose from behind the young man, and the dragon power was pervasive, instantly knocking the enemy away and hitting him hard······

Seeing this, the referee immediately opened his mouth and announced: "In this battle, the Dragon Clan's Dragon Jiuxiao wins!"

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The Tianjiao competition is in full swing.

The people outside the Creation Realm also have serious expressions, and so far in the battle, a large number of people have been eliminated, and the rest are elites from various families, and the loss of such a person is a huge loss, even if they have always prided themselves on being high, they must not concentrate on it, just in case of accidents!

And just when everyone's eyes were focused on the Creation Realm, no one noticed that a large gloomy dark cloud had gathered in the sky above the center of the imperial capital······

When a large shadow covered the crowd, the crowd gradually reacted.

"It's ······ "An elder of the sect frowned when he saw the dark clouds on the mountain above him, and said with some uncertainty!

"How can there be such a thing here, could it be that someone is going to survive now?"

They were all real high-level leaders of their respective factions, well-informed and knowledgeable, and they had recognized them almost as soon as the clouds appeared, but what really made them curious was where these clouds came from?

A group of people looked solemn, the Heavenly Tribulation is not a joke, the Warrior Tribulation does not allow anyone to interfere, otherwise it will be regarded as destroying the rules of the Heavenly Dao, provoking the Heavenly Dao, and being directly wiped out, and looking at the scope shrouded by the calamity clouds in the sky, this Heavenly Tribulation is probably not simple!

Everyone began to move towards the ordinary foundation-building realm warriors around them, because the Heavenly Tribulation would only appear after the foundation-building realm entered the nine-layer extreme Dao foundation or when it broke through the holy realm, and judging from the current situation, it was obviously not a "holy tribulation", so it could only be a demon who appeared in the world.

A group of Longmen Realm existences glanced in all directions, while everyone in the Imperial Empire frowned slightly at first, and finally suddenly remembered something, and the pupils of a group of people instantly expanded········

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Huangfu Ning looked at the Heavenly Tribulation above the Nine Heavens with a calm expression!

He had already sensed the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation, because just now, it was as if something had broken in his body, and at the same time, an astonishing force suddenly poured into his body, instantly pushing her cultivation to the peak of the Enlightened Spirit Realm, and there was also a momentum that was rising day by day······

She had long expected this day to come, and she had expected it more than ten years ago!

Huang Fu Ning glanced at the Creation Realm with some reluctance, as if she could see through the space, and then her heart returned to calm again, she had already done everything she had to do, and now she had no regrets.

With a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, Huangfu Ning slowly looked at the Heavenly Tribulation above the sky, where an extremely terrifying force had already begun to be born······

Just a few seconds!

Click!

Nine days of thunder and thunder landed······

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