Great Elder Jiang Chi asked, "Xiao Chen, your Thunder Tribulation Sword Technique, how are you practicing the last move, the Divine Thunder Tribulation, now." ”

Xiao Chen thought for a while and said, "I don't dare to compare with Master Zu, but if I exert seventy or eighty percent of my power, I still have something to catch." ”

Jiang Chi nodded with a smile, and then said with a little regret: "The Thunder Robbery Knife Technique was created by my patriarch, if you can comprehend the artistic conception of wind, the artistic conception of clouds, and the artistic conception of thunder at the same time, you may not be able to compete with this white Qi." ”

"Hehe, but it's okay, being able to enter the top ten is the best result of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion for thousands of years, Xiao Chen, don't be too depressed. ”

Smiling lightly, holding the Moon Shadow Knife in his hand, Xiao Chen didn't say anything.

"In the fiftieth game, Sima Lingxuan fought against Ram Feather!"

The game is now in the 92nd round, and this is the final battle of the day, and the two top 10 players of the last session are facing each other, which is also slightly exciting.

"The strength of the ram feather is good, the golden dragon is also six zhang long, and there are only three defeats in the ranking battle, even if this defeat is lost, there is still a lot of hope for the last two spots in the top ten. ”

"I don't know, how much strength he can force Sima Lingxuan to use, Sima Lingxuan has won a little too easily along the way. ”

"Yes, just his oppressive self-confidence makes people a little kicked, where is the confidence to fight him. ”

There is no doubt that the outcome of this battle can be predicted by everyone, and the only thing that everyone is a little uncertain about now is that Ram Feather can force out Sima Lingxuan's strength.

After all, no matter what, the strength of the ram feather is there.

Especially when that Qiankun was thrown, even the void could be shattered, and many giants didn't dare to take it hard, how would Sima Lingxuan deal with this move.

On the competition platform, Sima Lingxuan was wearing a long robe, and on his handsome face, he couldn't see too many expressions, and the confidence in his chest was in harmony with heaven and earth.

Faintly, looking at his eyes, there seems to be a faint luster on him, shining all the time, and you can see his extraordinaryness at a glance.

Under the pressure of that self-confidence, Ram Yu took a deep breath, expelled the negative thoughts in his heart, didn't say much nonsense, the black wooden stick danced in a circle, and walked towards Sima Lingxuan.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Seven steps!

With each step, there will be an afterimage on the ground, and the posture of holding the stick in each afterimage is different, and by the time the seven steps are completed, the momentum of the ram feather has climbed to the peak.

The pressure caused by Sima Lingxuan before was swept away, his eyes were sharp, his stick was like a dragon and a snake, and the wind was loud.

It is Ram Feather's forte, Qiankun Wuji, combining the seven extreme attacks together, and pressing the opponent with absolute attack power.

Xiao Chen didn't meet him head-on at the beginning, because the power was too great, and it was not cost-effective to fight with him.

Sima Lingxuan's expression was indifferent, he looked at the stick that could collapse the mountain and crack the stone, and took a light step forward.

One step, just this one, the situation in the field was immediately reversed.

The endless wind roared out from Sima Lingxuan, and the clouds in the sky also rolled endlessly, and in the midst of the surging wind, Sima Lingxuan's body had a vast kingly intent, rushing into the sky and exploding.

Domineering, supreme, invincible, peerless, the momentum of all kinds of kings in the world emanated from Sima Lingxuan's body, and the artistic conception he cultivated and comprehended turned out to be the artistic conception of the king.

The so-called world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister, Sima Lingxuan actually has this kind of kingly spirit, as his major artistic conception.

Ram Yu took seven steps, and the condensed general trend was immediately suppressed by Sima Lingxuan's gentle step.

Click!

Holding his right hand on the hilt of the sword, Sima Lingxuan drew his sword out of the sheath, taking advantage of the king's momentum, the edge was wanton, and he was free with an invincible spirit that swept the world.

The sword and stick collided, and the wind and thunder platform under the feet of the two immediately cracked countless cracks, and the two powerful forces continued to fight, and the ram feather gritted his teeth and insisted, but he was not immediately defeated.

Buzz!

The blade of the sword trembled quickly, and the majestic sword intent spilled out, and the power of this sword skyrocketed, and the ram feather was instantly defeated, and he took nine steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Domination of the world!

Sima Lingxuan snorted lightly, took another step forward with his feet, and the mighty king's intent, like an ancient mountain and river, pressed forward fiercely.

A sword was swung out, and it was really like a king in the world, and the wind attribute vitality around him, like worshipping the king, surged quickly towards the top of the sword.

Under the infusion of the endless wind, this sword is unimaginably fast, and the ram feather can only resist with a horizontal stick in his chest.

Bang!

He had barely made a move, and before he could infuse his vitality to complete his defensive stance, the sword struck his long stick, which was split in half.

Under the sweep of the sword wind, the ram feather was like a kite with a broken string, floating towards the rear, and the whole person fell on the wind and thunder barrier, and flicked it heavily before falling to the ground.

Kneeling on one knee, under his tattered clothes, his chest was covered with horrific sword wounds. The sword intent implied on the wound has not yet dissipated, and the wound seems to be intensifying.

Ram Yu knew that he had lost, and he barely resisted two moves, the gap was too big, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, and he didn't know if anyone could defeat him in the Five Nations Championship.

"The skills are not as good as others, and the ram feather admits defeat. Ram Yu got up and didn't fight, and directly chose to admit defeat.

Sima Lingxuan put the sword back into the sheath, and after the golden dragon on his head was devoured for a while, it rose to eight inches and seven, and it could reach nine zhang in less than half an inch.

"It is estimated that this is Sima Lingxuan's real strength, and from the artistic conception of the wind and clouds, he has comprehended the artistic conception of the king that is higher than the artistic conception of the attributes. ”

"Compared with three years ago, Sima Lingxuan's strength has grown too terrifyingly. ”

"I finally know why he has the confidence not to be afraid of the Four Seasons Sword Technique, and he uses the peerless sword technique with the artistic conception of a king, which is enough to resist the power of reincarnation. ”

"But what will happen, you can only know if you have fought, the strength of the two has not yet done their best, and tomorrow's battle of giants is definitely interesting. ”

"But I'm still optimistic about Sima Lingxuan, his strength has only revealed the tip of the iceberg, and Bai Qi's strength has been exposed at least sixty percent. ”

In the final battle of this round, Sima Lingxuan finally revealed his absolute strength as the top seed. The top ten ram feathers in the last session were completely defeated in two moves in his hands, without the slightest power to resist.

Li Tianhua looked at the golden dragon above Sima Lingxuan's head, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's really a tragedy to be in the same era with him, the stars in the sky seem to have fallen on his head, and we people have completely become supporting roles." ”

Xuanyuan Zhantian's unruly face showed a hint of solemnity, and he laughed softly after half a sound: "The artistic conception of the king is really coincidental." ”

Ninety-two rounds have been played, and the eight giants have not yet competed, so tomorrow's final eight rounds, these eight people will definitely have to fight each other.

The ranking battle has been fought all the way to the present, and the eight giants have not been defeated in the last game, Sima Lingxuan, Li Tianhua, Bai Qi, Wang Quan, Chu Chaoyun, Xuanyuan Zhantian, Yue Chenxi, and Xiao Chen are tied for the first place.

But since ancient times, there is no first, and there is no second, how can there be a situation where eight people are the first.

In tomorrow's battle of giants, there will definitely be winners and losers among the eight people, and the ranking on the True Dragon List will also be finalized, who can be at the top of the list, win the luck of the world, and become the protagonist of this era.

Before sunset tomorrow, everything will come to an end, and the era of martial artists will officially open at that moment.

The long dark night, amid the shouts of everyone, finally passed......

The competition platform was crowded with people, the sound was monstrous, and the atmosphere was completely hot before the war started, and everyone was looking forward to the moment when the giants would fight.

Looking forward to the moment when the real heroes go to the top and witness who is the protagonist of this era.

"In the first game, Liu Xiaoyun fought against Lin Fei. ”

The first game of the ninety-third round officially began, and it was not the battle of giants that everyone expected, which made people slightly disappointed.

However, the two people on the stage are also masters in their respective fields, and their battles will not seem boring.

In the face of the swordsman genius Lin Fei, Liu Xiaoyun did not have the slightest carelessness, and would not suffer from the mistakes made when facing Chu Chaoyun, so he used all his strength as soon as he came on the field.

The sound of the cold wind whistling, the ring was covered with frost in an instant, and between the sword intent, there were snowflakes falling, and the various mastery of the Drifting Snow Sword Sect was perfectly presented in Liu Xiaoyun's hands.

At this moment, Lin Fei is much more mature than when he first came to the Five Nations Competition. There was no trace of arrogance in his eyes, but only solemnity and caution, which seemed very forbearing.

Bang Bang Bang!

The sword light is shining, the sword shadow is boundless, and the sword qi and sword qi are wanton and horizontal. The strength shown by the two is equal, and the competition between sword intent and sword intent is also mutually incompatible.

It's just that Liu Xiaoyun's icy artistic conception is stronger than Lin Fei's artistic conception of the earth, and the situation looks like a slight advantage.

But all this is only temporary, everyone knows that Lin Fei still has the leyline sword technique that has not been used.

If he can block the elusive leyline sword technique, Liu Xiaoyun can be sure to win this victory, and if he can't stop it, the outcome will be difficult to predict.

Shout!

Under the contention of the tip of the knife, Lin Fei, who had been silent for a long time, finally found the most suitable opportunity and used the difficult leyline knife technique.

A wisp of cold sword qi exploded through the cold ice on the ground and shot quickly towards Liu Xiaoyun's chest.

Liu Xiaoyun smiled lightly, Hao was not flustered, and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Ice Peerless Shadow Sword!"

The temperature around him plummeted, and Liu Xiaoyun's upper body shook, and under everyone's surprised gaze, it split into two, and two wisps of sword light flickered.

One blocked the attack of Lin Fei's body, and the other blocked the sword qi that burst out from the ground, waiting until the two figures coincided. An icy chill turned into a snow-white sword qi that shot out from above the blade, forcing Lin Fei to retreat.

The leyline knife technique was broken, the knife intent could not take advantage, and the artistic conception was also a line off, and after a hundred moves, Lin Fei had to admit defeat helplessly.

Liu Xiaoyun put away his sword and returned it to the sheath, and said softly: "Accept it!"

This battle can be regarded as justifying his name, and he lost to Chu Chaoyun miserably, not because his strength was too different, but because he was careless at the time.