The second round is about to begin, and more and more disciples have gathered in Luoshen Peak, and many disciples from the previous session have come to watch the battle.

Those who can enter the second round of the qualifying conference are basically the top and Tianjiao.

However, there were some accidents in the first round, and the two Tianjiao of the Lightsaber Hall were eliminated, which had not been seen in the Outer Sect of the Immortal Sword Sect for a hundred years.

Of the strongest lightssaber halls in the eight halls, only three disciples advanced to the second round, and only one Tianjiao remained, which made the people who were originally extremely optimistic about the lightsaber hall couldn't help but sigh and sigh that the world was impermanent. The Lightsaber Hall is already destined to miss the first place in the rankings this time.

Elder Xia's face was very ugly, since the end of the first round of fighting, it had been maintained until now, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and the disciples of the Lightsaber Hall did not dare to get too close, so as not to be taught a lesson by the angry Elder Xia.

Ye Xiang returned to Luoshen Peak.

Long Ming also came, although he was seriously injured, but after a few days of conditioning, he had almost recovered.

"Haha......" The piercing laughter came, and Elder Qin swaggered over, with a smile on his face, "Elder Xia, it's just a round of victory and defeat. The second round has just begun, and you still have a chance in the Lightsaber Palace, so don't give up lightly. It sounded like a reassuring thing, but the tone was full of ridicule and smugness.

"Even if we fight to the last person in the Lightsaber Palace, we won't give up lightly." Elder Xia said with a calm face: "Our disciples of the Lightsaber Hall have always done things above board, unlike some people who do not hesitate to use such clumsy means in order to win or lose. ”

"Elder Xia, you are also a half-step martial artist, you have lived for so many years, and you have not encountered any danger once or twice. Don't you still understand? Sometimes, there are some methods that don't work on the table, but the results are surprisingly good. Besides, the winner is king, and the loser is the villain, this is common sense. Elder Qin smiled disappreciatively.

"Humph!" Elder Xia turned his face away.

"It's not that your lightsaber hall has no chance, isn't there another Tianjiao. As for the other two disciples, their strength is also quite good. But it's a pity that one suffered a heavy blow in the last round, and I'm afraid he won't be able to play in this round. In other words, there is only one Tianjiao and one disciple left in your Lightsaber Palace. ”

Elder Qin said with a smug face: "I heard a rumor from the disciple of the Yan Sword Hall that the disciple of your Light Sword Hall named Ye Xiang has excellent luck, not only the two rounds of competition for places in the hall, but even the first round before was because the opponent had cultivated too much, and he had already been seriously injured, and finally failed to urge the True Yuan to be excessive. ”

The implication is full of ridicule.

Luck is important to martial cultivators, but good luck doesn't always come there. A martial cultivator who only relies on luck will not have any future.

"Enough of you, right?" Elder Xia's cheek muscles were beating frequently, and he was already on the verge of rage.

"Elder Xia, I can tell you how you feel. However, facts are facts, and if you are dying, maybe one of the two remaining disciples in your Lightsaber Hall will be able to squeeze into the top ten. In this way, even if you lose, you won't be too embarrassed. After Elder Qin finished speaking, he turned around and left with a laugh.

Elder Xia trembled violently, and a terrifying aura overflowed his body, and the disciples around him all felt great pressure, if it weren't for Elder Xia's efforts to suppress it, I'm afraid these disciples would have been injured a long time ago.

It's no wonder that Elder Xia is so furious, in the past hundred years, the Lightsaber Hall has won the top three in all competitions. And it has been the first place for nine consecutive years, and this is the tenth. This year's Lightsaber Hall disciples are not much worse than the previous one, but there was an accident.

Only three disciples squeezed into the second round.

In fact, if you really count it, only two people can participate in the second round, and the third person has not recovered because of his serious injury, even if he barely plays, he will still lose. Therefore, Elder Xia simply didn't let that disciple play. Anyway, it's all the same to lose, and it doesn't matter if you don't get on or not.

The remaining two disciples, Elder Xia was naturally more optimistic about Long Zixu, after all, Long Zixu was a Tianjiao, and his strength was not inferior to Mu Qingling.

As for Ye Xiang, although his strength is also good, in the past three games, he has relied on luck to pass each time, and it is difficult to say for sure whether he can enter the third round. If you can enter the third round, you will have a chance to compete for the top 20 rankings, but with Ye Xiang's realm as a middle martial king, it is still too weak.

In addition, Elder Xia also learned some things about Ye Xiang, and only learned yesterday that Ye Xiang did not enter the Outer Sect of the Immortal Sword Sect in a normal way. The most important thing is that Ye Xiang is not suitable for cultivating the exercises and martial arts that have been inherited by the Immortal Sword Sect for a long time.

If you can't cultivate, it will be equivalent to one less advantage than other disciples, and the chances of winning will be even more slim.

Therefore, Elder Xia had no choice but to pin his last bit of hope on Long Zixu, hoping that this Tianjiao could perform extraordinarily.

Seeing that there were six disciples on Elder Qin's side of the Yan Sword Palace, and there were only two beside him, Elder Xia was furious.

Boom......

The drums of war beat.

The second round began.

After the first round, half of them have been eliminated, and only forty people are left to compete for the top ten, and among these forty people, there are ten Tianjiao.

In other words, the chance of encountering Tianjiao is very high.

"The first game of the second round."

The bronze robe elder waved his hand, and the two jade plaques fell into his hand. Everyone was staring at the bronze robe elders, especially the disciples who participated in the second round, and many of them were nervous.

"Stone Sword Hall - Bowstring!"

"Wooden Sword Hall - Ogi Chengyan!"

As the voice fell, a young man with a huge bone bow on his back and a beast skin coat walked to the sword killing platform, just one stop, it gave people the feeling of facing a fierce beast in the wilderness. Although the young man's face was indifferent, his eyes were full of palpitating beastliness.

Bowstring, the only Tianjiao in the Stone Sword Palace, what is the strength, few people know that the opponent in the last round was defeated by Bowstring just at the moment of the battle.

Ogi Chengyan of the Wooden Sword Hall fell to the sword killing platform, although his expression was trying to maintain his composure, but his eyes showed a trace of bitterness.

In the first game of the second round, he actually met a Tianjiao, and he was the most mysterious one. Although Ogi Chengyan's strength is second only to Tianjiao, it is still one line worse than Tianjiao. Moreover, among Tianjiao, there is also a difference in strength.

According to the division, the bowstring is already considered the top among all the heavenly pride.

"You're no match for me." Bowstring said.

"I know ......"

Ogi Chengyan smiled bitterly, and when he stepped on the sword killing platform, he felt the terrifying aura suppression, which was brought about by the excessive gap in strength.

"Now that you know, it's still necessary to fight?" Bowstring said lightly.

"I want to try." Ogi Chengyan's face is straight, although he is invincible, but between the fights, it is inevitable that there will be accidents, although Tianjiao is strong, but it is not invincible. If he can defeat Tianjiao, it will be of great benefit to Ogi Chengyan.

Recite......

A jade sword turned into Ogi Chengyan's hand, and there was an endless sword intent circulating above. This is the rejuvenation sword intent, and very few people can comprehend this sword intent. Turning the sword into a sword, Ogi Chengyan's attainments in rejuvenating the sword intent surprised many disciples.

This is already equivalent to other martial intent condensations, but the sword intent can only turn into a sword.

A sword was handed out.

Although it is only an image, it is enough to show that Ogi Chengyan's attainments in the wooden sword have reached a very high level.

Heavenly Rank Martial Arts - Four Seasons Sword!

Although this is the most basic move, it is full of power, but the power envelops the entire sword killing platform.

"It's a strong ......"

"It's so terrifying, the entire sword killing platform is shrouded, and you can't hide from it at all."

"This is the power of the Heavenly Rank Martial Arts."

Chop!

All the imagery merges into a sword, slashing towards the bowstring.

Roar......

The earth-shattering roar came, and endless beastly power rushed out, and the bloodthirsty ** passed through the sword killing platform.

The sword shattered, and Ogi Chengyan was knocked out and fell outside the sword killing platform.

It's over......

One move to decide the winner......

This battle ended too quickly.

Looking at the bowstring again, standing on the stage, but a small piece of the animal skin on the shoulder was cut off, looking at the broken animal skin, the bowstring nodded, "You almost hurt me, you are not bad." ”

This sentence is very conceited, but no one dares to refute it, because not many people can see how the bowstring is shot, only the Tianjiao can still see what is going on.

"This bowstring is very strong......," Mu Qingling commented.

"It's a rare opponent, but it's a pity ......" Jian Wufeng nodded and sighed. The strength of the bowstring is stronger than that of both of them, and may even be three points stronger. is the same as Tianjiao, but there is still a big gap between Tianjiao.

The bowstring did not step down, but took out the giant bone bow on his back, and pulled the string violently, and the whole big bow roared, as if sealing a terrifying beast. A black sword turned out, it was the Xuanwu sword intent, and the bowstring actually used the sword intent as an arrow.

Shout......

The sword was shot out and burst through the air.

Rushing straight to the corner of the Wind Sword Hall, there sat a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, both in face and figure, it was ordinary, and it was difficult to distinguish that kind when thrown into the crowd. The young man was snoring, apparently asleep.

Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes and took a little slack.

Boom......

Xuanwu's sword intent shattered.

The originally lazy young man stood up, and his ordinary face changed slightly, and he actually became a little demonic, and this change came too suddenly.

"Demon Pattern, I'll wait for you to fight." Bowstring shouted.

"Soon, don't worry." The demon pattern smiled evilly, and then the demonic appearance disappeared, and an ordinary and upright face returned, and the expression was still lazy.

However, no one dared to ignore this young man named Demon Pattern anymore.

"Wind Sword Palace's Heavenly Pride Demon Pattern ......"

"Known as the strongest Tianjiao in this session."

"The strength is really terrifying......"

"It's much stronger than expected."

The looks of the heavenly pride in each hall are different.

Not only the demon pattern, but the strength of the bowstring is also very frightening, and the sword shot out just now, and the power shocked the martial marks of the sword killing platform to shake gently.