"Just shoot!"

Shangguan Lingyun stared at the other party with electric eyes and said!

"Okay, the end of the world!"

Duan Wuji still used his strongest one, and the most fierce and brilliant luster burst out in his gloomy eyes, integrating all the fierceness of his body into the hand holding the knife, and a brilliant white knife slashed out, and at this moment the space seemed to be torn apart, making people hallucinate, as if no matter where the other party was at the end of the world, they couldn't dodge the attack of this knife.

"Stand out from the crowd!"

Shangguan Lingyun's roar seemed to have entered the sky, his jade tree-like body suddenly fluttered, and the breath of his body also climbed several levels, at this moment, the heaven and the earth were so small in his eyes, and he also had the feeling of being alone and arrogant, and the heaven and earth would be surrendered by his own sword.

The sword rays that were more than hundreds of meters long swept out, and the sword rays that tore through the space were paired, and the bright light was wanton, forming ripples, and the sword rays soon collapsed completely, and the ripples of light swept away, sweeping on the body protection light shield.

Bang!

Duan Wuji was about to vomit out a mouthful of blood, but when he reached his throat, he swallowed it back, his face turned white in an instant, and his body fell back hundreds of meters, almost falling into the ring.

Duan Wuji was defeated, more than 2,000 stars instantly poured out of his body, and entered Shangguan Lingyun's body, and everyone sounded a lot of uproar, when Duan Wuji was defeated by Yuwen Pengwu in the last round, he was only plundered of a thousand stars, and at this time, after Shangguan Lingyun won, he plundered two thousand stars, which also shows that Yuwen Pengwu's luck is not as good as Shangguan Lingyun.

In the lounge, Yuwen Pengwu's fists creaked, although his luck was not as good as Shangguan Lingyun did not mean that his strength was inferior to the other party, but he was still unhappy in his heart, with his arrogant nature, he didn't want to lose to anyone in any aspect, let alone luck that was especially important to martial artists.

"Shangguan Lingyun, I will completely destroy you in the next game, I hope you don't meet me early!"

Yu Wenpeng's martial arts eyes flashed a little murderous intent, and he said.

In the second match of the second round, Han Yumo played against Deng Zijun.

The two women are amazing beauties, especially Han Yumo is the best in the world, and all the men in the stands of their stage order are staring straight, but they can't bear to blink their eyes, feeling that one less glance is a lifelong loss.

"You better admit defeat and take less bitterness!"

Han Yumo looked at the other party with cold eyes and said lightly. Her original personality was not so cold, but after returning from the post station of Haoyue Sect that day, she was like a different person, looking as cold as ice, who talked to her, she was unwilling to deal with her, and this sentence was the first sentence she said in three days.

Deng Zijun's cold and pretty face was slightly stunned, she didn't expect that the girl with peerless beauty on the other side would be so arrogant, and then an angry color appeared in her purple eyes and said, "That's not necessarily!"

"Let's get started!"

Seeing that the other party refused to admit defeat, Han Yumo didn't seem to have the patience to procrastinate, so he simply said.

Deng Zijun's whole body once again emitted this purple halo, and the electric light flashed in his long hair, and his hair fluttered, one by one as sharp as the tip of a needle, stabbing at the other party.

Han Yumo's autumn-like eyes suddenly burst out with a cold intent, and an invisible sword intent slashed out, turning into an indestructible sword, directly cutting off Deng Zijun's long hair flying in the sky.

Everyone in the stands was also shocked, obviously feeling the sharpness of Han Yumo's sword intent, which was much more powerful than the sword cultivation, and many people turned their eyes to the beautiful young woman Demon Lotus Zi among the eight members of the main referee team, because they all knew that Han Yumo was her disciple.

And for this Hundred Demon Valley, which suddenly arrived, which was comparable to the strength of the Jiuyang Palace and other big factions, I was curious about its mystery.

For the amazing sword intent shown by Han Yumo, the demon lotus seed felt disapproving, Han Yumo's talent was the only one she had seen in her life, and she had cultivated the peerless knowledge of the Hundred Demon Valley to a very high level, and she had a prominent background, and she also had a lot of martial arts, if she wanted to win the crown of Qiankun Martial Arts, no one would be her opponent.

In the lounge, Mu Chen looked at the ring expressionlessly, and his heart was filled with complexity, Han Yumo had a powerful sword intent comparable to his own, Mu Chen would not be curious at all, because the two were once chess opponents who could not distinguish between victory and defeat.

Under such a sharp artistic conception, Deng Zijun couldn't help but take a few steps back, the ends of her severed hair flew in the sky, and her long hair was obviously shortened.

"Ziwu Yaotian Seal!"

But seeing Han Yumo's strength, Deng Zijun knew that he was invincible, but he was unwilling to admit defeat, so he took out the strongest attack power and prepared to make the last fight, and a huge purple handprint condensed and slammed into Han Yumo.

"Magic sounds!"

Han Yumo's cherry mouth opened slightly, and it emitted invisible ripples and sound waves, although everyone couldn't hear this invisible sound wave, but in Deng Zijun's mind, it was like an explosion of a pot, and the pain was extremely unbearable.

The purple huge handprint suddenly disappeared when it was about to approach Han Yumo, which was caused by Deng Zijun's inability to gather true qi in pain, only to see her two hands tightly covering her ears, showing an extremely painful look on her pretty face, and squatting on the ground.

"Is this a psychic attack?"

Although the spiritual attack can't do damage to the **, it can severely damage the opponent's soul, so that the opponent loses the ability to resist, and the opponent can easily defeat the opponent without blood.

Mu Chen's face changed slightly, when he was fighting against himself, Han Yumo had never used such a spiritual attack, otherwise with the interference of spiritual attacks, he might not be Han Yumo's opponent, it could be seen that she was hiding her strength at that time, otherwise she might not be able to fight with her to a draw.

Han Yumo sighed slightly, looking at Deng Zijun's painful expression, he was inevitably a little unbearable in his heart, and the magic sound stopped, but Deng Zijun was still pale and squatted there, but his painful expression had been reduced a lot.

More than 5,000 stars flew out of Deng Zijun's body and merged into Han Yumo's body, there was no suspense in this game, and in the end, Han Yumo won with overwhelming strength.

The competition continued, the third was Yuwen Pengwu's competition, his opponent was a disciple of Jiuyang Palace, but in the trial of the realm of the galaxy, he had given Yuwen Pengwu for nothing, so there was no need to compete, the other party abstained, and Yuwen Pengwu easily won another round.

The fourth competition was Wang Yijian against a strong young man dressed in tiger skin, the young man came from a sect called the Royal Beast Sect in the Jiuyang Domain, and the two fought more than 100 moves, and finally won with Wang Yijian.

In the fifth competition, Meng Nanke played against Wang Tianche, the second prince of the Heavenly Kingdom, and the result of the competition was also without suspense, winning with Meng Nanke's overwhelming strength.

In the sixth competition, Mu Chen played against Liu Tong.

The two stepped into the ring, exuding an aura of compulsion to each other, Liu Tong was called the third genius of the Tianhe faction, and his talent and strength were naturally extremely strong, he had high hopes from the moment he entered, and he passed on to him the mastery of the upper level, the three blades of the sky, although this set of sword techniques only has three sword techniques, but it is extracted from the essence of the top sword technique of the Tianhe faction, and the power is superb,

Liu Tong began to practice these three knives from the beginning, and was also known as Liu Sandao among the same sect, but he only relied on these three knives, he was invincible among his peers in the sect, except for the senior brother and Yuwen Pengwu, there were few opponents, and he went through thirty moves under the hands of the senior brother Xiang Tianwen three years ago, even the emperor Ao Ling was surprised, and now three years have passed, Liu Tong has grown into a top master in the younger generation.

Half a year ago, Liu Tong had a battle with Wang Tianche, the second prince of the Heavenly Kingdom, both of them were the top geniuses of the Heavenly Kingdom, the outcome was originally unpredictable, but he didn't expect that within thirty moves, Liu Tong easily defeated Wang Tianche, and he was even more famous in the Heavenly Kingdom.

"Let's get started!"

The long bangs covered half of the gloomy horse face, Liu Tong said coldly, and the fierce aura of his body suddenly exploded, and the war knife in his hand made a low humming sound, containing a strong battle intent.

"You attack first!"

Mu Chen disagreed and said lightly.