The fierce competition among the seven major sects has entered the white heat, and the rematch of the single battle on the seventh day is greatly related to the final ranking.

The six disciples who entered this round stepped onto the martial arts arena one after another, preparing to draw their respective opponents. The spectators in the audience cheered for their respective sects, and the momentum was huge.

This time, Lan Qiuyu didn't talk nonsense, and directly shot six spirit runes into the air for the six people to extract.

The six disciples grabbed into the air one after another, and one of them grabbed a spirit rune, and then showed the result in front of the audience.

"In the first battle, Huang Long helped Huang Tianlong to fight against Xiao Lan of the Green Snake Palace;"

"In the second battle, Zhao Feihu of the Red Flame Sect will fight against Zixiao Zhai Zifeng;"

"In the third battle, Blue Sword Tang Lan broke through the sky and fought against Qin Ye of the Red Flame Sect!"

Seeing such a matchup result, the audience was in an uproar, and some people even began to predict the final victory.

"Hey, in such a matchup, the result can only be to give the champion and runner-up to the Yellow Dragon Gang and the Blue Sword Hall!"

"What do you say, senior brother?"

"Senior sister, you are still too young! Look at the six people on that stage, Huang Tianlong, Xiao Lan, Zifeng, and Lan Pokong are all ninth-order martial artists, and the two guys from the Red Flame Sect, who don't know what shit luck they had, actually broke into the top three battles with eighth-order cultivation. I originally hoped that Huang Tianlong and Lan Pokong could draw together early, although Huang Tianlong's strength was slightly better than Lan Pokong's, but if they really wanted to fight each other, Huang Tianlong couldn't bear it. Even if it wins, it will be a pyrrhic victory. Entering the finals with a serious injury, who will die in the end, that's really uncertain! It's good now, the two are staggered, and there can only be one result in the end, that is, Huang Tianlong wins the championship, and Lan Pokong is the runner-up! ”

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Just when the audience was full of discussions, the four people in the last two performances walked off the martial arts platform one after another, leaving only Huang Tianlong and Xiao Lan in the first game.

Xiao Lan is the only girl among the six, but no one will despise her.

She was able to represent the Green Snake Hall to break into the top six, which was already a proof of her strength.

As soon as the battle began, Xiao Lan swung out hundreds of green snakes from his cuffs, spitting snake letters densely on the stage, making the scalps of everyone in the audience numb.

The snake knew it was poisonous at first glance, but I don't know how she hid it on her body.

However, Huang Tianlong turned a blind eye to the snakes on the stage, condensed a protective body qi, and rushed towards Xiao Lan.

Huang Tianlong used a large axe, while Xiao Lan used a flute.

As soon as they clashed, Xiao Lan was shocked back a few steps by Huang Tianlong's powerful attack.

Xiao Lan saw that he had opened a distance from Huang Tianlong, and immediately raised his flute and was about to play it, preparing to use this to control the snake group and attack Huang Tianlong.

However, Huang Tianlong smiled strangely, took out a spirit rune from the ring, and entered the true yuan into it, only to see that the spirit rune emitted a dazzling light.

"It's a 'snake control spell'! How can you Yellow Dragon Gang know the spells of our Green Snake Palace! Xiao Lan saw the clue, and then screamed.

Xiao Lan immediately increased the frequency of the flute and blowing, hoping to regain control of the spirit snake.

However, the spirit snake was like a drunken wine, and it spun around on the martial arts ring, and did not attack its opponent in any way.

Seeing this, Huang Tianlong laughed, and even mocked: "Our Huanglong Gang started by carving spirit runes, and I have a wide range of martial arts, what is the 'snake control spell'?" I don't have time to play with you, it's time to end now! ”

After speaking, Huang Tianlong raised his big axe and slashed in the direction of Xiao Lan, and then saw a thick beam of energy shooting towards Xiao Lan.

Although Xiao Lan tried his best to urge the body protector to resist the attack, but under the overwhelming strength of the opponent, he didn't even survive three breaths, and he was blasted out of the field and couldn't afford to be seriously injured.

"This Huang Tianlong's attack power is too strong!"

"Yes, Xiao Lan is not a mediocre hand to enter the top six, but being crushed by Huang Tianlong like this can only show that he is really too strong!"

"With such terrifying strength, probably only Lan Pokong can compete with him."

……

Just when everyone was still unfinished with the battle just now, Zhao Feihu and Zifeng in the next round had already come to the martial arts platform.

The audience was not optimistic about Zhao Feihu, so they were not interested in this martial arts fight.

However, to everyone's surprise, at the beginning of the martial arts, Zhao Feihu descended the mountain like a tiger, only attacking but not defending, and once again showed his fierce momentum of not being afraid of death, which made Zifeng breathless.

Zifeng was shocked in his heart: This person is so desperate, he would rather empty his heart to me than cut off my head, where is this kind of fighting skill, it is clear that I have a grudge against my father!

What Zi Feng didn't know was that since Zhao Gang was killed by a traitor, Zhao Feihu still hadn't found out the culprit who killed his father.

He has been holding his breath, and every time he fights, he treats his opponent as his enemy, allowing himself to fall into madness in battle and become a murderous machine, which is also the highest level of "Ruthless Knife Technique".

The two sides fought fiercely for more than half an hour, and Zifeng completely collapsed, both physically and psychologically. In the end, he jumped off the martial arts platform and admitted defeat.

He felt that this was not fighting with people at all, but fighting with a demon beast, and that demon beast wanted to eat and skin itself alive all the time!

The result of this victory and defeat shocked everyone present, and they no longer dared to underestimate Zhao Feihu, an eighth-order martial artist.

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In the third martial arts fight, Qin Ye and Lan Pokong appeared on the martial arts platform.

As the home battle, Lan Pokong, as soon as he came to power, he ushered in an overwhelming shout and cheer, completely overshadowing the lonely cheers of several people from the Red Flame Sect.

At the beginning of the battle, Lan Pokong took the lead in making a move, and as soon as he made a move, he showed frequent martial arts, obviously hoping for a quick victory and retaining his strength to prepare for tomorrow's finals.

However, how could Qin Ye do what he wished, and lightly block Lan Pokong's attack.

As soon as the master makes a move, he will know if there is one. Lan Po's hollow heart sank, realizing the difficulty of his opponent.

The two of them circled their swords in the venue, and they displayed various martial arts with ease, and everyone in the audience was amazed.

"Ten thousand poisons have no effect!"

Qin Ye once again showed his poisonous skills, and then he saw that the poisonous fog on the martial arts platform was filled, and he could barely see the two people who were fighting.

Lan Po was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the opponent was still a master of using poison! Fighting in the poisonous fog for a long time, not only have to deal with the opponent's attack, but also consume a part of the true element to resist the invasion of the poisonous mist, which is too much for the consumption of the true element.

So he made a quick decision and performed the famous stunt of pressing the bottom of the box. was originally going to be used again in the final against Huang Tianlong, but was forced by Qin Ye to show his hole cards in advance.

"Sword to the sky!"

As Lan Pokong condensed the true yuan on the spirit sword, one after another sword patterns shot towards Qin Ye, and the sword intent slapped fiercely like a turbulent wave.