After several rounds of repetition, Ye Dingtian had not hit the real Mo Evil Body once, and he was continuously hit by the blood-black palm prints in the sky, and his injuries became more and more serious.

Finally, after resisting seven or eight palms, Ye Dingtian was slapped out of the battle stage with one palm and fell to the ground.

After plundering the power of Ye Dingtian's spiritual pattern, Mo Ye walked off the battle platform with a yin aura and hid in front of the black blood god tripod crowd, but he stopped, slowly turned his head to look at Chu Yan, and the corners of his mouth grinned, bringing out a bloodthirsty smirk.

Seeing this, Chu Yan frowned slightly, completely unclear about Mo Ye's intentions.

For Mo Ye, who was ranked eighth last time, defeated Ye Dingtian, who was ranked fifth, it did not cause much shock.

The rankings of these two people are already close, and it is reasonable for anyone to defeat whom.

In the next third battle, Tianlang vs. Yu Wenxuan!

"Look, the Heavenly Sword Sect's Tianlang has come to the stage, and his opponent is Yu Wenxuan, who is ranked tenth!"

"There's no suspense here, Tianlang is the third in the last session, and his combat power is amazing, Yu Wenxuan is by no means his opponent!"

"Yes, this time, I think only Tianlang and the woman in white can fight against Zhan Wuji in a few moves!"

“….”

Tianlang's appearance immediately aroused all kinds of discussions in the stands.

On the battle platform....Tianlang stood with a sword in his hand, his face was expressionless, and a black long sword on his back overflowed with a few faint brilliance from time to time, which was obviously not ordinary.

On the other hand, Yu Wenxuan's face was dark, her eyes trembled, and she was obviously extremely nervous.

She continued to urge the true qi in her body, and while strengthening the true qi of the body, the true qi condensed on her palms became more and more intense.

The next moment, Tianlang made a move...

Boom!

The desolate sound of the sword pierced through the void, and a black light in the sky released a flood of brilliance at the moment when the long sword was unsheathed, like a large black cloud suddenly sweeping through the sky, making the four directions dark at the same time.

Immediately after, the jet-black sword light, like the abyss descending from the netherworld, suddenly flashed towards Yu Wenxuan.

"Broken!"

Seeing this, in Yu Wenxuan's beautiful eyes, the essence light flashed, and the green true qi leaked out wildly, raising her hand and slapping it on the sword light.

Touch!

The black sword light was scattered by a palm, and Yuwen Xuan's delicate body flew backwards for more than a dozen steps, and her slender palm continued to tremble.

Sou!

Tianlang's body flashed, cutting through the void like a sword light, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Yu Wenxuan.

With his right foot stepping heavily, the ground of the battle platform trembled, and at the same time, with the heavy stepping of the heavenly waves, under his feet, a silver sword burst out of the ground, from the bottom to the top, and slashed towards Yu Wenxuan.

At the same time, on the ground near Yu Wenxuan's body, the tips of silver mangs continued to emerge from the ground, like seeds that continued to break through the ground, and they all appeared together, and at first glance, there were seven or eight silver mangs constantly rushing out of the ground

The sword just now was just the physical power of Tianlang, it was just a temptation, but now it was different, Tianlang....directly used the sword momentum.

The moment this silver bright sword light broke out of the sword body, the speed suddenly skyrocketed, and it shot towards Yu Wenxuan's chest.

This sword is not earth-shattering, but it is weird, and at a close distance, such an astonishing speed is unguardable.

"What...!?"

Yu Wenxuan, her face was full of horror, under this sword, she didn't have time to urge her true qi and resist with her palm.

Sou!

In a hurry, Yu Wenxuan's figure flashed suddenly, turned his head to look around the ground, and the body of a sword was breaking through the ground, and when his face changed suddenly, a sideways body flew by, and he flew directly off the battle platform.

Sky Waves....Win!

Plundering Yu Wenxuan's God of War Spirit Pattern, Tianlang turned around and strolled, stepping down from the ring step by step, from beginning to end, without saying a word!

Airplanes... Airplanes....!

The token trembled sharply, Chu Yan was slightly stunned, and then swept onto the battle platform, this battle was the time for him to fight.

At the same time, a blue figure landed on the opposite side, it was... Endless cold!

Call!

At the moment when the two of them landed on the battle platform, the stands of the four sides suddenly fell silent, and a monstrous exclamation was instantly set off.

In the last battle, after Chu Yanli defeated Huokou, he won all the way, and now, there is no longer any underestimation of him, and even, he has great expectations for him.

"Haha, the dark horse is fighting against the fourth-ranked Han Wuyan, it's lively now!"

"Who will win!? Who will win!? How do I feel, both of them are strong...."

"It's not good to say, if Chu Yan can defeat Han Wuya, then he will definitely have the same level of combat power as the woman in white..."

"That's not necessarily, the strongest thing for the woman in white is defense, and until now, no one has been able to break through her nine-colored light, and she is invincible!"

“……”

The tide of discussion ebbed and flowed, showing the great enthusiasm of more than 100,000 people in the audience for this battle.

On the battle platform....

Chu Yan stood still, quietly looking at Han Wuya, his face was solemn....

Although this Han Wuya was defeated by the woman in white, the powerful combat power that ranked fourth was by no means in vain.

At this time, Han Wuya's face was full of excitement, after losing to the woman in white in the last game, he always suppressed a cloud of anger in his heart, ready to go....

He will not allow himself to lose again!

"Chu Yan, in this battle, I will go all out, and I will never leave my hand, you be careful, if you are injured, don't blame me!"

On Han Wuya's body, the surging sword qi spread out like rolling clouds, and the sharp qi shattered all the air around him, and the true qi and sword qi of the whole body exploded to the extreme at the same time.

"Despite the shot, but... You will be defeated! ”

Chu Yan whispered indifferently, the sword intent on his body surged, and the Dao sword intent tornado flashed, constantly colliding with the cold and boundless cloud-like sword qi, and in an instant, the violent sword intent tornado scattered the cloud-like sword qi in all directions.

"What!? Chu Yan's sword intent....turned out to be so powerful!? ”

"It's... The Great Perfection Sword Intent is even stronger than imagined! ”

"Yes, yes, this battle... Absolutely exciting! ”

“……”

In the stands, everyone witnessed this scene, and they were all surprised and in an uproar.

"Hmph, what about the Great Perfection Sword Intent! Defeat you the same! ”

Han Wuya snorted coldly, and suddenly slashed out, when the amazing blue sword light appeared, the surrounding air was condensed, and clumps of ice crystals appeared, constantly falling to the ground, and at the same time, bursts of biting coldness instantly filled the entire battle platform.

The sword of the cold and boundless is an extension of his own sharp ice intent, and the sword will carry the cold air in the sky, and at the same time, his sword momentum is not weak, the cold qi helps the sword momentum, and the sword momentum merges with the coldness, and the terrifying power of the two increases at the same time.

Boom!

With the Haotian sword in his hand, Chu Yan slashed out with a sword at the same time, the sword light flashed, and he slashed directly on the sharp blue sword light without avoiding it, and the two sword lights exploded at the same time and disappeared without a trace.

"Frozen for a thousand miles!"

Han Wuyan jumped out, and with a sword swing, the sky was full of snow, and a blue frightening flood in the snow was as fast as a frightening rainbow, slashing straight towards Chu Yan.

"Bright Sword Style!"

Chu Yan stepped out with his right foot, a sword rushed like a rapid, and like a thousand rivers returning to the sea, the sword light was dazzling, and the sword roared through his ears!

In an instant, the ice and snow in the sky stagnated, and the blue sword light flashing in the snow was instantly scattered.

The figure burst up, and he stepped out in one step, but it was a hundred steps, and a fierce wind rushed through, and Chu Yan instantly arrived in front of Han Wuya, and the Haotian Sword in his hand stabbed out.

"Thirteen Swords!"

Within a hundred steps around Chu Yan's body, the void rippled like water, and the lightning and sword shadows intertwined, bursting out with a stunning and dazzling strong light, flashing by, and the majesty was noisy.

This sword, the integration of thirteen swords, is Chu Yan's killer move.