Three days have passed since the brawl in the ring, and the figures on the stage have shrunk from the original 1,000 to dozens now.

On the huge stone platform, the figures of three or three walk together, those groups composed of many people have been divided with the emergence of powerful people, and the group is not smooth sailing, the people at the top of the freshman list can compete with the groups with low strength, and the groups with high strength are often attached to the powerful people, which leads to the fact that the last three places are only the private games of the top few.

In that ring, there were several figures who were disheartened, they had already understood this, and it was only a matter of time before they were eliminated.

Of course, there are also some people who are desperate to survive, trying to survive for a few more days in this crack, and strive to pick up a leak, so they hit the abacus on Lin Zixuan, who was on the verge of being seriously injured, as long as they solve him, and then wait for the first and second battles, take the opportunity to eliminate the more seriously injured one, and they will also have the opportunity to fight for the third.

A long whip, a soft snort, a jade bead on her cheeks, her steps were frivolous, the whip had long lost its previous strength, but she grabbed it in her hand, because, as long as she let go, everyone would be like a flood that broke the embankment, drowning her both.

She can't let go, the long whip in her hand is the last rest, she has to wait for the young man behind her to wake up, and wait for him to "scatter" with his own hands.

Hugh said that the woman is not a British thing, and the dragon spring wall sings on the wall every night!!

Lin Xinghui sees death as home, this time, she won't run away again, it's a big deal, elimination is!

"Qingfeng Sword Technique, 10,000 Swords Return to the Sect!"

She shouted angrily, she wanted to use the whip as a sword and perform the core exercises of the family.

Several figures are approaching step by step, and there seems to be a remnant of rationality in their greedy eyes, this feeling, the body instinctively sends out a warning, not to approach.

Lin Xinghui's comprehension of swordsmanship is far less than Lin Zijian's, the sword is too rigid and domineering, only hitting, stabbing, lifting, and splitting stiff movements, while the whip is different, it can be wound, picked, swept, danced, and thrown, and the movements are flexible and changeable.

But today, she used the whip to strike the power of the sword, the whip shadow flashed, intertwined into a whip net in front of everyone, the whip net flew over at great speed, and spread out in the air, turning into countless wind blades, like a sharp sword, the wind blade and the whip shadow were superimposed, making people unable to see the reality and reality.

Lin Xinghui looked at the whip shadows flying in the sky, and her heart was also panicked, after all, she also knew nothing about Qingfeng's swordsmanship, but she was in a hurry, and quietly mixed the elements of the wind system to turn into a wind blade, adding to the power of this move.

"It works, it must work." She wanted them to retreat and buy time for the teenagers behind them.

The few figures in front of him are also a little flustered at the moment, as if they are making a final battle, the prey in front of them seems to be within reach, just a stone's throw away, is it possible that you have to give up after working hard for so long?

Some people are unwilling, and they walk out, he doesn't believe that at the end of this strong crossbow, can it still be so powerful?

He slapped out his palms, and the aura turned into a giant palm, wanting to smash the heavenly power.

Lin Xinghui's beautiful eyes trembled, "After all, is it still a failure?" ”

When the giant palm touched the wind blade, the wind blade melted like a mist, and the man laughed: "I'll just say, how powerful is the tiger that has fallen into the sun?"

But after the wind blade dissolved, an invisible soul sword pierced through the man's eyebrows, and the man vomited blood and fell, his mouth never closed.

The crowd was so frightened that they fled as fast as they could, which was a fatal feat, and the man was killed on the spot.

Even Lin Xinghui was dumbfounded, unable to believe the power she used.

Suddenly, she felt a chill in her shoulders, a hint of fear creeping through her heart, and she slowly turned her head away, curiosity adding a bit of courage to her.

It was a delicate face, smiling at herself, "Sister, are you okay?" ”

Lin Zixuan stood up, intact, Lin Xinghui was a little incredulous, rubbed his big eyes, and pinched his delicate face.

Lin Zixuan smiled and said, "Break through by luck."

"No, your breath still stays at the ninth stage of the blood spirit!" Lin Xinghui wondered.

Lin Zixuan was silent, and said gently: "Let's go, I'll take you to win the first place."

He took Lin Xinghui's hand, the wind element wrapped around his body, and he stepped forward, then stopped, looked at a slender figure in front of him, and said, "Brother Lin, I have booked your position."

The slender figure smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, you are the one who defeated the thunderous Lin Zixuan, you are really young and promising, but unfortunately, you shouldn't have beaten my idea, because, the first position is really not easy to sit, so I can only sit." ”

Lin You's eyes are like cold lightning, his sword is like Changhong, as soon as he casts it, he is extremely powerful swordsmanship, Dao Dao sword qi roars out, he is equal to Lei Li's strength, and Lin Zixuan can defeat him, so he naturally has the strength to fight against himself.

The sword qi penetrated down from the air, and Lin Zixuan's body was like a swimming dragon, as if he could accurately perceive the location of each blow and dodge it all.

Lin You's cold light flashed, holding a green sword, as fast as the wind, his whole body was like a humanoid sword, rushing forward, and at the same time, his wrist rotated, the sword moves were constantly changing, and the aura also gushed out from his body, this blow, even if it was a blood spirit realm, it was difficult to escape death.

Suddenly, Lin Zixuan was still in the air, as if he was allowed to be pierced by the sword, Lin You was also a decisive person, so he stabbed straight away, but when he was still half a foot away from Lin Zixuan's body, Lin You's whole body seemed to be still in the air, unable to move, and an invisible fluctuation gently came out of Lin Zixuan's body, Lin You had a splitting headache and was drowsy, and was manipulated like a puppet, and then was thrown out of the ring.

Lin Xinghui lost her mind and felt incredible, what kind of battle is this, it is simply a one-sided crushing!

Then, she was shocked by Lin Zixuan again, "Let's go, I'll take you to win the second." ”

Lin Zixuan pulled Lin Xinghui's wrist, and his feet were windy, leaving only an afterimage.

Directly north of the ring, a man in a colorful robe sat cross-legged, he was extraordinary, angular and looked a little debauched.

He seemed to feel that two eyes were watching him, and he was a little displeased, and said, "Who is so ghostly?"

Lin Zixuan and the others stepped out and said respectfully: "Brother Yan, I want your second position."

Yan Ruhai laughed a little and said: "Brother Tai didn't go to grab the first, but took a fancy to me as the second, could it be that he has this special habit?"

Lin Zixuan shook his head and said, "Brother Yan misunderstood, the first three, I have killed two people, and only Brother Yan is left in the position you occupy!"

Yan Ruhai sneered, "Say no...,"

He looked at Lin Zixuan and exclaimed, "Hey, this guy's body has entered the Blood Spirit Realm."

Immediately, he got up, showed a bright smile, and said very politely: "Brother Tai is deeply hidden, Yan admires, but Yan has a reluctant request, just Yan experienced a fierce battle, and eliminated a black-robed man with a sword, I don't know if Brother Tai can give me some time, allow me to recover, and then compete with Brother Tai!"

Lin Xinghui looked at him with some disdain, "This person is really shameless." ”

Lin Zixuan frowned, "The black-robed man with a sword, isn't it Lin Zijian?" ”

He looked at the smoke like a sea and said indifferently: "I think it's better to forget it."

The invisible soul power radiated, forming a pair of giant hands and grabbing towards the sea of smoke.

I saw that the smoke was like a sea of abrupt discoloration, and streams of colorful spiritual power poured out of the body, the earthy yellow elements turned into armor to wrap the body, and the red flames burned the soul fluctuations that attacked.

But the power of the soul is so great that it can be burned up by a faint flame.

The smoke was as gloomy as the sea, and the golden elements turned into a sharp shield to resist, and in an instant, the blue elements turned into a trickle in the air to isolate them, but the gestures transformed by the soul power were broken one by one like a broken bamboo.

After all the defenses were gone, the smoke was swept into the ground by a long cyan vine and fled.

Lin Zixuan looked at the disappearing figure, and said with some surprise: "It turns out that this smoke is like a sea and it is actually a five-element spirit body!"