"Get out!"

With a cold drink.

There was a moment of silence.

Everyone found that the person who gave out the cold drink was none other than Lin Ming, who was a dark horse all the way to the end.

Immediately, many people watching the battle around showed a look of banter in their eyes.

This Haoran Sect, internal strife?

Could it be because of the duel between these two old and new kings?

Just now, Lei Wanjun, the Great Elder who was standing in the void, also came down to understand the situation.

After listening to the narrative, an old face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, he really didn't expect it.

Today's Ling Xiaofeng has become like this.

It doesn't matter if he's domineering, he's also domineering.

However, in today's performance, these people are obviously standing in line with Ye Lingtian, don't they even want to lose face?

"Go back!"

"Come out again and be embarrassed, the old man will slap you!"

Lei Wanjun said angrily.

The old man with the goatee in Xuanyi had a pale face, and in the face of the Great Elder Lei Wanjun, he was absolutely invincible.

He glanced at Lin Ming viciously, and a cold glow flashed in his eyes.

Lin Ming's eyes narrowed.

He doesn't cause trouble, but he's definitely not afraid of it.

And.

That Xuanyi elder dared to show murderous intent to him!

"Adjust well, we're all looking forward to your performance!"

A gentle smile appeared on his face, and he patted Lin Ming on the shoulder, and the Great Elder rose into the void again.

This moment.

Lin Ming understood that Lei Wanjun, the Great Elder, seemed to be domineering, but everything he did was for the development of the Haoran Sect.

And Ye Lingtian's side is selfish, narrow-minded and jealous.

This person is not worthy of being the card of Haoran Sect at all, Lin Ming, naturally he will not let it!

And.

In the past, that Ye Ling Tianba. Ling He Lin Ming, this time, although he can't kill the other party, at least, get back some interest.

I still want it.

"The first game, the Ten Thousand Cities of the Earth Demon Sect, the battle, the Wind Thunder Pavilion Thunder Zhenzi!"

Wow.

As the voice of the black-robed Elder Pang fell.

The scene, immediately, fell into a frantic shout.

The disciples of the two sects were extremely admiring, looking at the two people on the central battle platform on their side!

Wancheng Jue, in the past, when he had not broken through to the Yuan Dan realm, he was known as the first person under Yuan Dan.

Of course.

At that time, Yin was invincible and had already broken through to the Yuan Dan realm.

And Lei Zhenzi.

It is the first family of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, the most low-key and introverted of the five sons in the southeast.

Its strength is now unfathomable.

Even.

Some of the older generation of strong men, when facing Lei Zhenzi, can also feel a trace of danger.

"Senior Brother Lei, please!"

Wan Chengjue, like his sister, did not show his arrogant and domineering side in the face of Lei Zhenzi.

On the contrary, it is more polite.

After all.

In this world, the strong are respected.

Lei Zhenzi's strength is worthy of their treatment.

"Ha, Brother Wan, please!"

Boom, boom.

The next moment, extremely terrifying True Yuan fluctuations erupted from the two of them at the same time, and both of them had reached the early stage of cultivation in the Yuan Dan Realm.

And.

The true yuan grade of the two of them has also reached the fourth-grade green quality.

Equal.

Rumble.

"Pseudo-earth-level exercises, thunder source techniques, ten thousand thunder leads!"

Without the slightest temptation, as soon as he came up, Lei Zhenzi pointed at the void with one hand.

Bang.

Suddenly.

The sound of muffled thunder resounded throughout the audience.

To the horror of countless people, in that void, there seemed to be thunderclouds gathering, and the defense was brewing with extremely terrifying offensive power!

And the other side.

Wan Chengjue's face also flashed with a touch of solemnity and madness.

A move with the palm of your hand.

The long knife behind his back, which was wrapped with layers of cloth, appeared in the palm of his hand in an instant.

Poof.

The next moment.

The knife flickered directly, and the wrapped cloth was shattered into powder.

Revealed, a long knife glowing with blood red.

The middle grade of the human rank, the blood drink crazy knife!

On it, there is an incomparably sharp sword.

"The artistic conception of killing is forty, and the artistic conception of the knife is five!"

Ten thousand cities roared.

Quick as a wink.

His body seemed to be wrapped in endless swords and blood, and the incomparably terrifying Yin and evil power swept through, raging the void.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss....."

Around, there were bursts of gasps and cold air.

No doubt.

This ten thousand cities is really too demonic.

It is also the comprehension of the two artistic conceptions, which are the artistic conception of killing in forty percent, and the artistic conception of the knife in fifty percent.

And these two artistic conceptions, on top of the attack, are just right and can be perfectly matched together.

The power of its outburst.

Fear.

It's definitely not weaker than the artistic conception of the sixty percent knife!

Terrible.

An absolute pinnacle showdown.

The warriors who watched the battle around them even held their breath, only to feel that their blood was boiling with excitement.

It seems that on that battle platform, they are the ones who are fighting furiously.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

Around the main booth in the very center, several Haoran Sect elders appeared.

When they looked at each other, they both saw each other's solemnity.

"Open."

Wow.

As their voices fell, the main battle platform in the center was inverted by a layer of light curtain in an instant.

"Hey, this is a formation? On it, there is a spirit pattern engraved on it. ”

Many were slightly alarmed.

You must know that none of the three of them have a spirit pattern master.

The spirit pattern master can draw spirit runes, engrave formations, and even give spirit patterns to weapons.

And the reason why spirit soldiers are rare.

That is, in addition to the more precious materials, the most important point is to have the spirit patterns burned by the spirit pattern master.

They didn't expect that the main battle platform of Haoran Sect actually had a protective formation engraved with spirit patterns.

The Great Elder of the Earth Demon Sect in the void narrowed his eyes slightly.

Could it be that this was brought by the drunken sword immortal?

Disciples around you.

They all exhaled.

Originally, on the main battle platform, the strength of the two people who was about to break out was too terrifying.

are enough to match, or even surpass, many elder-level figures.

Spectating is also a dangerous sport.

Even.

If you are not careful, you may be directly wiped out.

But.

Now, this Haoran Sect actually had a defensive array painted with spirit patterns, so they were relieved.

"Pseudo-ground level martial arts, crazy sword troubled times!"

Within the protective array, Na Wan Cheng Jue and Lei Zhenzi fought directly and fiercely together.

The terrifying blood-colored sword and the power of thunder collided, and the torrent of energy filled the entire light mask.

Inside the light shield, it was as if they had fallen into a sea of blood-colored swords and thunder.

People who see the outside world are frightened.

If so, it will affect them a little.

Fear.

Many of them will be destroyed.

A full quarter of an hour later.

The reticle opens.

Seeing the scene in the field, everyone gasped.

The entire main battle platform with a radius of 100 zhang, almost seventy percent, completely collapsed, and even, in the field, there were several huge pits of more than ten zhang in size.

Some of the elders' eyelids twitched.

Is this a battle between Yuan Dan Realm beginner martial artists?

I'm afraid that the later stage of the Yuan Dan Realm is nothing more than that.

Looking at the two people in the field again, now, Lei Zhenzi was already lying there and directly unconscious.

And even if Wancheng is standing, it is no better.

The whole body was scorched black, and even, in many places, the bones of Sen Ran were exposed, which was extremely terrifying.

Obviously, also hit hard!

"Earth Demon Sect, Ten Thousand Cities, Victory!"

Boom.

As the referee's voice fell, Wan Cheng Jue fell directly.

Call.

The hearts of the people were shocked. It's tragic!

"In the next game, Haoran Sect Lin Ming will fight against the same sect, Ye Lingtian!"

The voice spread.

The referee gave an order, and the on-site expectations were full.