After a battle, the top 100 flag repairers decided the winner, and in the palace of Jun Killing, except for Mo Yanfeng, all of them entered the top 50, among which the battle between Dongfang Youchen and the two young masters was the easiest, and Mo Wanyun's battle was the hardest, after all, it was only a quasi-red flag, and it was difficult to compare with the sixth and seventh sections of the red flag. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And after Bai Xiaopang's battle, he was tired and lay on the ground, changing no less than ten tones, and finally used the beast way to sneak attack, only to swallow the other party into the mouth of the demonic beast.

In the next few days, the battle became more and more fierce, Mo Yanyun finally stopped the top fifty, and was defeated with serious injuries all over his body, Bai Xiaopang was very surprisingly called a group of jackdaws of second-level demonic beasts, and was stunned to say that the opponent was frozen into popsicles.

When the competition for the top fifty ended, the previous hundred people, only twenty-five people remained, and the audience was inexplicably angry, sixty percent of them were the top ten of the eight-story building, and all the people standing on it were the leaders of the Cliff Cultivation Academy, of course, Bai Xiaopang's combat ability was immeasurable.

Standing on top of the eight rings, everyone looked at the bamboo sticks they had drawn, with different expressions.

"Oh my God, ahahahaha...... I...... I ......" looked at his bamboo sticks, Bai Xiaopang laughed wildly in the field, and kissed his own bamboo sticks, as if he was crazy.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhange asked suspiciously, as he put his foot on Bai Xiaopang's ass.

"Boss...... You...... Look", Bai Xiaopang was speechless with excitement, "I...... I have a bye...... Ahahaha...... "Bai Xiaopang's eyes narrowed into a line, and he had a bye, directly approaching the top thirteen.

Yu Zhange directly kicked Bai Xiaopang out of the ring, "This guy's luck is not much worse than Jun Qinghan."

After this round of battle, there will be thirteen strong people left, and these thirteen people will enter the Ten Thousand Demon Tower!

Ten Thousand Demon Building, detaining tens of thousands of demonic beasts, on the first floor of the Ten Thousand Demon Building, is the illusion demon. Under the illusion, everyone fought against themselves, compared the length of time, eliminated the last four, screened out the top nine flag cultivators in the eight-story building, and then Jun Qinghan filled the tenth place.

Now, there are 16 people standing in the eight rings, and the major rings are isolated by special qi and must not interfere with each other.

On the third ring, Yu Zhan Ge stood proudly.

In the seventh ring, Yan Nangui is holding a Yan Ling knife.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The Magic Bell Rings!

Yu Zhange's robe was flying, his whole body was shocked, the golden light was shining, looking at the enemy in front of him, he smiled contemptuously, a long bow in his hand, three arrow feathers were stringed, his slender fingers were loosened, and the arrow was like a dragon, and he slashed towards the other end of the ring.

The arrow feathers burst through the air, and they were launched at the same time at any time, but the speed was different, and they formed a straight line in the air and slashed away.

At the other end of the ring, the man looked calm, motionless as a mountain, holding a big knife, weighing more than a thousand catties, and the wallpaper Mo Remnant Wind looked even more domineering and mighty! Looking at the flying arrow feathers, his pupils constricted, and the attack of the young master of the Yu clan, even if he was arrogant, he did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

The big knife was across his chest, looking at the arrow that was only a foot away from his chest, his palms were slightly sweaty, and suddenly, the man pulled out an afterimage in the ring, and the big knife was pulled diagonally from his chest.

"Woohoo!"

The first arrow feather was directly split from the arrow by the broadsword and cut into two pieces.

Immediately after that, the second arrow ......

The man's face was resolute, his arm suddenly rose, and he forcibly used force to change the trajectory of the big knife and slash through his chest again.

"Woohoo!"

The arrow feather broke off at the waist and fell to the ground.

Third Arrow......

Forcibly changed his moves, yes, the man Li Liang was exhausted, the big knife was on the ground, his feet were padd, and the third arrow was torn from his arm, scratching his skin and taking away a wisp of blood, but the man was not angry but happy, raised the big knife, and slashed towards Yu Zhan Ge who was lying on the ground.

The scene suddenly roared...... On the man's forehead, a short golden arrow flashed through the center of his eyebrows.

The people present only noticed the three arrows, how did the fourth arrow be issued? I didn't even notice it at all, I saw Yu Zhange get up and pat his buttocks, watched the man fall in disbelief, and said teasingly, "The world is rumored that dark arrows are difficult to prevent, and it is my Yu clan, why are you so stupid?"

As he spoke, he walked out of the ring with a cynical face.

"No. 3 ring, Yu Zhan Song wins!"

At the seventh ring, after half an hour, there was no movement, Yan Nangui lowered his head, wiped the hot blood on Yan Ling's knife, smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if looking at his own child, and then put the long knife into the sheath, turned around and walked off the ring.

Without waiting for everyone to ask questions, on the seventh ring, the hostile man who returned to the south suddenly fell to the ground, the corpse was separated, and the scarlet blood sprayed into the sky, which was three feet high.

Everyone was shocked, how the arrow feathers of the Yu Zhan Song were sent out didn't see it clearly, and now they didn't even see how Yan Nangui killed the enemy, and even the afterimage couldn't be captured.

When the battle in the Eight Rings ended, only eight of the twenty-five had not yet fought.

Among them, Dongfang Youchen's footsteps moved lightly, and he walked into the No. 1 ring, and his elegant scholarly anger swept in all directions, and his every move was like a white-faced child.

looked at the fierce opponent, smiled indifferently, and repeated the action thousands of times as always:

Piano table, jade chair, guqin, fragrant tea!

Everything is incompatible with blood, but everyone looks extremely natural.

"Hmph, what skills do you have besides being able to tinker with that broken piano, and you deserve to stand here and get out of here as soon as possible," the fierce man said gloomily.

"Hehe, I use the piano, what's the matter with you? Only a reckless man can dance with a knife and a gun, which is different from the way of the sage", Dongfang Youchen said gently, not at all provoked by the other party, it seems to be very elegant and refined!

A fierce light flashed in the man's eyes, and he rushed towards Dongfang Youchen......

"Buzz!"

The strings trembled, and the mighty Sanskrit sounded.

The fierce man smiled arrogantly, "Lao Tzu is immune to sound attacks, can't you think of it, Dongfang Youchen, Qingcheng in white, and the boy in red? You are destined to lose in my hands."

Looking at the sweeping knife qi, Dongfang Youchen became more and more leisurely, picked up the fragrant tea, tasted it slowly, and enjoyed it with a face, and when the gun shadow approached, he didn't pay attention at all, just waved his sleeve robe very casually.

Er, wolf smoke billowing, Jin Ge resonating, yellow desert desert, embattled!

On the ring, a huge chessboard suddenly appeared, the generals stood proudly, the fiery horses neighed, the cannons roared, and the chariots were ready to go.

The boundary between the two battlefields is in large letters:

-- Dry -- Kun!

Heaven and earth are plates, rivers and mountains are children, who can play against me Dongfang Youchen contemplation?

And the fierce man is in the heart of the Nine Palaces, and he can be beheaded with just one step!

The corners of Dongfang Youchen's mouth hooked, his thin lips spit lightly, and Shi six turned into five!

Suddenly, the huge chessboard made a rumbling sound, and the taxi next to the seat suddenly moved, and there was a thunderclap, and the killing arena was filled with smoke.

When everyone opened their eyes, the fierce man in the ring turned into a meat pie and rolled down his eyes, full of horror.

Dongfang Youchen stood up slowly, elegant with banter, "I, Dongfang Youchen, am a pedantic and a human being, and my piano skills are just the tip of my iceberg, except for martial arts, how many people in the world are comparable to me?"

As he spoke, he slowly walked out of the killing arena, and a hoarse voice sounded behind him:

"No. 1 ring, Dongfang Youchen wins!"

At the end of this battle, the eight-story building, the strongest thirteen have been selected, the monarch killing hall accounts for four, plus the five major forces of the former eight-story building, except for Li Yunao's death, the rest are all promoted, and then add five maverick flag cultivators.

The next step is the Ten Thousand Demon Building, eliminating the four and selecting the nine strongest.

In the courtyard of the palace of king, the light curtain was dispersed, Wang Xiao's closed eyes suddenly opened, burst into thunder, a long roar, the mountain peaks shook, and the giant tiger crawled on the ground, like water outside the sky, pouring the river into the sea, even pounding, resounding throughout the entire eight-story building.

The spear in his hand shook, and the shadow of the killing spear rushed into the sky, and the ground in the courtyard was scraped off a layer fiercely.

The spear was raised above his head, and before it was split, a crack had already appeared on the sole of Wang Xiao's feet, directly dividing the headquarters of the Jun Killing Hall into two, separated by a ravine in the middle.

Dongfang Youchen looked at the slightly man in front of him, his eyes became more and more resolute, not shocked, but even more unruly!

"You've missed the martial arts," Dongfang Youchen said indifferently.

Wang Xiao said coldly: "It's just right, I still need a few days to run in and take Feng Yulong's head", saying that the spear slowly slashed, and the air exploded.

Dongfang Youchen smiled reassuringly, waved his robe, and walked towards the Ten Thousand Demon Tower...... (To be continued.) )