The demon's face became more and more demonic, and the whole person became evil, turning into a puff of smoke and crashing into the light sword qi.

Bang bang bang......

The speed of the two of them was too fast, even if they were top disciples, they could only vaguely see two figures staggering. Wisps of sword qi shot out and crashed around the sword killing platform.

"It's a fast ......"

"Their strength is terrifying."

"Is this Tianjiao's real strength?"

Many disciples were shocked, including many disciples at the level of the Great Martial King, these people's combat power itself was very strong, but compared to Tianjiao, the gap was too big.

Almost all of Tianjiao had solemn faces, because they had finally seen the strength of the demon pattern, which was stronger than they imagined.

"Long Zixu lost." Jian Wufeng said lightly.

"Hmm!" Mu Ling, please bow your head gently.

As a Tianjiao, talent is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary martial cultivators, and compared to talent, these Tianjiao's eyesight is also very powerful.

Although Long Zixu and the demon pattern are evenly matched, any Tianjiao can see that Long Zixu has used all his strength, and the demon pattern is always the same. Moreover, Long Zixu used the light sword qi, but the demon pattern only used the true yuan and general martial arts to deal with it, and it was possible to distinguish which of the two was strong and who was weak.

"Alas......"

Elder Xia sighed deeply, when Long Zixu faced the demon pattern, the result was already doomed. It's just that Elder Xia doesn't want to give up, after all, when fighting, there are many examples of the weak defeating the strong. It's a pity that this kind of example did not appear in Long Zixu.

Boom......

The light sword qi shattered, and a figure flew out upside down, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood in mid-air, and after landing on the ground, it took five steps back before unloading its strength. Long Zixu's long hair was wild, the corners of his mouth were bloody, his face was pale, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.

"You've lost." After the demon pattern landed, he said lightly.

"I didn't lose, and I can fight again." Long Zixu gritted his teeth.

"I'm not afraid of winning or losing, but I'm most afraid of being strong even if I lose. It's a pity, you were originally qualified to be my opponent, but now, you are not worthy. "Demon Pattern is very proud, but it gives people a sense of course, because he is so powerful.

In the eyes of the disciples, the strength of the demon pattern has surpassed that of its peers, and it really deserves the name of the strongest Tianjiao.

Demon Pattern turned around, ready to step down the sword killing platform.

Shout......

A long-standing sword qi stabbed out and slashed towards the demon pattern.

"I told you, you're defeated."

The demon pattern turned his head, his eyes turned purple, as if he was in an endless abyss, and he sucked a qiē into his eyes, and the light and sword qi disintegrated silently when he was about to touch the demon pattern.

Boom......

Long Zixu was shocked and flew out of the sword killing platform, crashed into the martial mark defense array, and finally passed out.

A glance shattered the light sword qi, the Tianjiao present suddenly showed a solemn face, and some of them had a deep sense of vigilance in their eyes, but they didn't expect that the strength of this demon pattern was even more terrifying than imagined, no wonder it would be known as the strongest Tianjiao of this session.

The first game of the third round ended with the defeat of Long Zixu.

The only hope of the Lightsaber Hall was dashed, and it ended up in the top twenty, which was the worst performance of the Lightsaber Hall in the past five hundred years. Although there are three Tianjiao in the Lightsaber Palace, it's just that the luck is too bad, but luck is also part of the strength.

Now, there is only one disciple left in the entire Lightsaber Hall, and that is Ye Xiang.

It's just that Ye Xiang was ignored by everyone.

Not to mention the people of the Lightsaber Palace, even if it is the other eight halls, those who have inquired about Ye Xiang's origin have only one evaluation, this guy is too lucky.

As for the rest, there is nothing else......

"Elder Xia, your lightsaber hall's luck is really too bad...... Stop at twenty. Elder Qin jumped out again, very proud.

"You...... Shut up...... "Elder Xia was on the verge of rage.

"Elder Xia, your Light Sword Hall is not without a chance, and there is a disciple with excellent luck, maybe he is too lucky to squeeze into the tenth place all of a sudden?" Elder Qin teased.

Elder Xia's face darkened, but he didn't reply, and the faces of the disciples were not very good-looking.

This session of the Lightsaber Hall is planted, not only the Lightsaber Palace, but the disciples of this session are also destined to bear the worst black cauldron in five hundred years.

If the lightsaber hall is disgraced, the disciples will naturally lose face, and they will be both prosperous and lossy, this is the truth.

"The second scene, the Flame Sword Palace-No Sea!"

"Lightsaber Hall - Ye Xiang!" The bronze-robed elder said loudly.

There was a commotion on the side of the Light Sword Hall, and Elder Xia was slightly stunned, and his face became even more ugly.

It's really a narrow road, and in the second game, I met a disciple of the Yanjian Palace, and he was also the Tianjiao of the Yanjian Palace......

"Haha......"

Elder Qin raised his head and laughed, "It seems that this disciple of your Light Sword Hall has run out of luck and actually encountered the Wuhai of our Flame Sword Palace. Elder Xia, why is your face so ugly? Did you already know that you were going to lose? In fact, even if you don't meet Wuhai, no matter who you meet, you will still lose. Don't worry, I'll make it as light as possible. ”

"Otherwise, how about I let Wuhai let him make three moves? Ten tricks are fine, just don't use your hands. "Elder Qin keeps adding fuel to the fire, and he can be as proud as he wants.

The last disciple of the Lightsaber Palace, if he defeats it, the Lightsaber Hall will be completely out. Although, the Hall of Lightsaber is almost out, but it still holds on to the last glimmer of hope. However, there is little hope.

The strongest lightsaber hall was at the bottom of this session, and just thinking about it, Elder Qin couldn't hide his excitement. The Flame Sword Hall has been pressed by the Lightsaber Hall for nearly a hundred years, and has always been in second place, and it can finally stomp on the Lightsaber Hall under its feet and let out a fierce breath.

Elder Xia's face was red and white, and his whole body's aura fluctuated, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his chest.

At this time, a figure walked to the sword killing platform, and it was Ye Xiang, who had been sitting and meditating.

At the same time, another young man swept up, this person was none other than Wuhai of the Yan Sword Palace, with long red hair and a shawl, his expression was arrogant and uninhibited, and his pupils were also red, as if there was a flame burning inside.

"You're the last disciple of the Lightsaber Hall, right?"

Wuhai was tall, a head taller than Ye Xiang, and looked at Ye Xiang's gaze, as if he was looking down, "It's really surprising that even you, a miscellaneous fish, can get mixed into the third round." Did you come up to make a final death throbe for the Temple of Lightsaber? ”

"It's useless, if I were you, admit defeat immediately, so as not to suffer." Wuhai said proudly.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." Ye Xiang said.

"Let me down? You mean to win me? Hahaha...... It's funny, it's the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. Wuhai raised his head and laughed, and then his smile suddenly retracted, "If you want to be carried down, I will fulfill you, get down." ”

With two fingers together, the Void Point of the Sea Void pointed towards Ye Xiang.

Walk in the clouds!

With one false step, Ye Xiang turned sideways slightly, avoiding the two fingers that came from the point.

"I actually avoided ......" Wuhai was surprised, and then his face turned hideous, "I didn't expect your speed to be fast enough, but can it be faster?" ”

Woohoo......

The fingertips turned into mangs, like a rainstorm towards Ye Xiang.

Although it was just an ordinary martial art, it was suffocating when it was displayed in the hands of Tianjiao Wuhai, and there was a terrifying general trend in these fingers, which enveloped Ye Xiang. Under the pressure of the general trend, Ye Xiang's speed decreased sharply.

"You can force me to make a move, you're good, get out." Wuhai's five fingers were combined, and all the fingers condensed into one, rushing towards Ye Xiang at extreme speed.

Although the power of this move is a little worse than the sword shot by the bowstring, the power is also very amazing, and it has already shrouded most of the sword killing platform.

Rumble......

Fingers slammed into Ye Xiang's body.

"It's over!" Elder Qin stroked his chin and stroked his beard.

Not only Elder Qin, but the rest of the people also thought so, the power of that finger was too strong, unless it was Tianjiao, even if it was a top disciple, few of them could stop it.

But just when his beard was halfway up, Elder Qin stopped, his slightly narrowed eyes slowly enlarged, and his gaze was full of surprise.

Rumble......

The boy stepped out of his fingers, and the fingers that hit him were shattered. The boy threw a punch, and the strength of the fist was like a giant peak swaying, and thousands of boulders rolled down.

Not good......

Wuhai felt the suffocation sensation coming from his chest, and the power of that punch was terrifying. Immediately activated the true element of the whole body, interlaced his hands, and turned into the strongest flame sword defense technique in the Yan Sword Palace. The flame-like flame sword condensed into a flaming sword shield and blocked in front of Wuhai.

Boom......

It was like a loud thunderbolt on a sunny day, shaking the sword killing platform violently.

The flaming sword and shield were blasted into a dent, and Wuhai was shaken back a step.

At this time, the young man bullied closely, and if he didn't move, he moved like a landslide tsunami, and his fist was like a mountain and a sea, blasting out, and each punch contained the terrible power of a landslide and a crack. With each punch, the sword killing platform shook slightly, as if it had been crushed by a mountain.

Bang bang bang......

The sound was like a roar of thunder, and ordinary disciples could only vaguely see one fist after another slamming on the flaming sword and shield, but as for the situation of the two, no one knew about it.

Some of the Tianjiao had already stood up.

Mu Qingling stared at the sword killing platform, her beautiful eyes revealing indescribable complexity.

Even Jian Wufeng, whose expression had not changed in the slightest, became solemn at this moment. Ordinary disciples can't see it, but it doesn't mean that Tianjiao can't see it. Wuhai was crushed by force, and he was still overwhelmed.

The continuous fist momentum like a raging storm pressed Wuhai and didn't even have a chance to fight back. What's even more terrifying is that every punch is like a mountain slamming down.

At this time, the airflow around the sword killing platform stagnated.

No!

Instead of stagnating, it was sucked away by the retracted fist, and there was no more air flowing. In that fist, there was a thunderous light beating.

Rumble......

With a deafening explosion, the martial marks around the sword killing platform quickly appeared, and resisted the powerful impact.

The raging current was raging on the sword killing platform.

With a bang, the flaming sword and shield shattered, and Wuhai was like a stone thrown out, rising into the sky, slamming his back into the martial scar array, and finally smashing back to the sword killing platform. At this time, Wuhai was already like a puddle of mud, and he couldn't even move......

Instantly!

There was silence outside the sword-killing platform, and all the disciples looked at Wuhai on the sword-killing platform in a daze. The Tianjiao had already stood up, and their expressions were complicated and strange.