Hiss, hiss, hiss.

It's so fierce!

Tough.

The side of the battle platform disappeared directly, and even, a big pit with a size of more than ten zhang and a depth of several zhang appeared!

Three moves!

Moreover, when this sword is serious without a trace, it is still just a move!

defeated Xu Jiaojiao, the third disciple of the Haoran Sect!

It deserves to be one of the five sons of the southeast!

"Senior Brother Traceless is invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

On the side of the Demon Lotus Sword Sect, cheered.

Many pairs of eyes, when they looked at the sword without a trace, were full of fanatical worship.

Even.

Some female cultivators do not hide their admiration, and now their swords are traceless, and they are invincible.

It's simply a realistic version of the Prince Charming image of their dreams!

On the other side, the Haoran Sect's side, it was silent.

Call.

The figure flickered.

Lin Ming appeared at the bottom of the big pit, looking at Xu Jiaojiao who was holding a blue and red long stick, her clothes were in tatters.

Even.

On her body, the dense sword marks made her body like a porcelain doll, as if it would be shattered at the touch of a button!

"Demon Lotus Sword Sect, sword without a trace wins!"

The referee announced.

"Little junior brother, senior sister, didn't you feel ashamed, did you?"

Xu Jiaojiao grinned.

Hearing this, Lin Ming's nose was sour.

His eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head fiercely.

took off his shirt, wrapped it directly around Senior Sister Xu Jiaojiao's body, hugged Senior Sister, and jumped down.

Jumped out of the big pit and walked towards the Haoran Sect.

This time the teenager.

Not a word was spoken.

However, all the martial artists who were close to each other felt the chill that Lin Ming was exuding from his body now.

The teenager didn't have many friends.

But.

Lin Ming cherished each one of them.

Although Senior Sister Xu Jiaojiao has not been in contact with Lin Ming for a long time, she loves her little junior brother.

Lin Ming is clear and clear.

Hurting her senior sister so far, there is no doubt that it has touched Lin Ming's reverse scales!

"Girl, take it!"

The black-clothed Elder Pang was full of distress on his face, and fed Xu Jiaojiao a healing pill.

The Ling Xiaofeng disciple on the side just wanted to sneer a few times.

But.

Seeing Lin Ming's slightly reddened, stunning eyes, he could only snort coldly, and those harsh words were suffocated back into his stomach.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Without a Trace, that arrogant kid of Haoran Sect, he was as embarrassed as a dog just now, and he didn't even dare to let out a fart."

A disciple of the Demon Lotus Sword Sect said jokingly.

This person is a disciple of the Demon Lotus Sword Sect, ranking fifth.

Known as, Liu Yuchen of the little sword asura.

Hear the words.

The corners of Jian Wuxi's mouth curled slightly, and he said lightly: "Hurt my little junior sister, this is just the beginning, don't let me touch him." ”

"Hey, Boss Traceless, I'm sorry."

"Oh?" The sword was slightly surprised.

"I'm on the fourth stage, if I run into that kid, I'm afraid, I don't need you to do it. Gentle little sister's revenge, I'll take revenge! ”

Liu Yuchen said confidently.

Hear the words.

Sword Without a Trace nodded.

Obviously.

I also believe in Liu Yuchen's strength.

"Well, be careful with his physical body, it's still very strong!"

Sword Without a Trace admonished.

"Hey, Senior Brother Without a Trace, don't worry, my attack swordsmanship, he didn't get close, and he was directly defeated!"

Liu Yuchen said arrogantly.

And.

His voice, without the slightest disguise.

Every warrior present is not a person with a deaf ear or a clear eye.

Lin Ming naturally heard it.

The corners of the lips evoked a cold arc.

Liu Yuchen, right, you're awesome.

Later, I'll make you a fool.

Boom, boom, boom.

Great wars kept breaking out.

Moreover, the further back it went, the more fierce the battle became, and the blood of those present boiled.

Especially the five sons of the southeast.

Almost all the way across.

"I announce that the battle for the top 10 will begin immediately."

Step into the void.

Elder Pang in black robe said loudly.

Call.

As soon as his voice fell, the scene was cheering again, and the entire four great competitions entered the high again. Tide.

100 people participated in the competition.

After two rounds of competition, 75 people have now been eliminated.

Today, there are five battle platforms, each with 25 people.

That is to say, the top two of each platform can enter the top ten and attack towards that better ranking.

Moreover, the top five, there is no suspense.

It must be the five sons of the southeast.

As for that Lin Ming, everyone is not too optimistic, after all, it is just that the flesh is a little stronger, and even, when the sword is gentle.

Before the little girl finished charging, it looked like she had won the sneak attack.

There is basically no possibility of making it to the top 10.

The most dazzling is the Disha Sect, Yin is invincible, and Wancheng will definitely enter the top ten.

As for the third in the fourth battle platform, it is almost inevitable to enter.

"Huh, this time, there are at least three of the top ten seats in my Earth Demon Sect!"

"Mmmm, this session of the Earth Demon Sect is so strong!"

"I'm afraid that Haoran Sect is the worst, it is in great decline, and it can only rely on peerless demons like Ye Lingtian to support it. This time the top ten, I'm afraid, there is only Ye Lingtian alone! ”

"That's true, Garbage Haoran Sect!"

......

There was a lot of talk around.

However, basically they are not optimistic about Haoran Sect.

This made Haoran Sect's faces, whether it was an outer sect or an inner disciple, a little ugly.

But.

In that void, Great Elder Lei Wanjun was indeed not angry.

But.

His eyes looked at a thin figure.

Exactly, Lin Ming.

This young man who has cast the legend of the sect and broken the prophecy of the founding patriarch can really rise strongly.

Or like a meteor falling, he was also curious.

I have to say that the current Lin Ming, he looks very pleasing to the eye.

Affectionate, decisive killing, and natural demons!

If so, give him some time to grow.

As if thinking of something, Great Elder Lei Wanjun's face crossed with a sad expression.

"Next, I'm announcing the rules for advancing to the top 10."

"The remaining five people on each stage are all on stage."

In the end, the two people left behind will be able to advance to the top 10. However, no human life shall be harmed, otherwise, disqualification and severe punishment! ”

Elder Pang in black announced.

Wow.

Stimulate.

This time, instead of using a traditional round-robin tournament, you will be promoted by looking at the points.

Instead, such a direct and crude form was chosen.

Let many warriors be shocked by their spirits.

"Okay, let's go on stage."

Elder Pang waved his sleeves.

Boom, boom, boom.

After rapid repairs, each battle platform was restored to its original appearance again.

I have to sigh that Haoran Sect's logistics support work is in place!

Battlefield No. 4!

Sou.

When Lin Ming stepped onto the battle stage, there were already four people.

Wind Thunder Pavilion is the first, Lei Zhenzi.

The third in the Disha Sect, a female cultivator with an ugly appearance, however, when she looked at Lin Ming, she had the intention of killing.

The fifth of the Demon Lotus Sword Sect, Liu Yuchen, looked at Lin Ming with a playful expression.

There is also a cute girl who glances at Lei Zhenzi from time to time, and it seems that she is a disciple of the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

"Lin Ming, you hurt my little junior sister of the Demon Lotus Sword Sect, cut off your arms, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, today, I may spare your life!"

Liu Yuchen was cold and domineering.

"Oh, you deserve it too?!"

Lin Ming mocked.

As soon as they came up, the atmosphere was tense, and the two faced each other completely.