It is said that after the "Seven Stars Avatar" is differentiated, according to the number of clones, they can be composed of "Liangyi Sword Array", "Three Light Sword Array", "Four Square Sword Array", "Five Elements and Five Absolute Arrays", "Dingtian Liuhe Array", "Big Dipper Seven Star Array", "Eight Desolation Bagua Shock", "Nine Poles and Nine Palaces Array" and "Ten Directions Killing Array", and what Yun Qiushui used at this time was the "Five Elements and Five Absolute Sword Array".

Of course, even if it is the Huayang real person of the Seven Star Sword Gate, he can only divide into six doppelgangers, and one into seven to cast the "Big Dipper Seven Star Array", as for the three sword formations in the back, they only exist in the recorded legends, and no one has ever displayed them.

However, according to Huayang Zhenren's speculation, if he breaks through to the realm of the human emperor, he may be able to cast the "Eight Desolation Bagua Array", which can be turned into eight, and he can be invincible at the same level, and kill the strong at the next level.

"Void Yin Yang Sword. In the face of Yun Qiushui, who broke out with all his might, Lu Feibai no longer had the slightest hand, and the sword qi network created by the "World Righteous Qi Sword" suddenly rotated, twisting and flipping, forming a mysterious sword qi array.

A pitch-black sword mark appeared in the void between the familiarity, and within the scope of that sword mark, there was no trace of air, forming an absolute vacuum.

Boom! After the two of them performed this strongest move, they reached a peak momentum, and a violent explosion suddenly appeared, and a powerful energy wave instantly swept around.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal. Under the powerful anti-shock force, Yun Qiushui's body protection true yuan suddenly shattered, his steps couldn't stop retreating, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. And Lu Feibai on the other side was not having a good time, and the body protection true yuan around him was already covered with fine cracks, and it was obviously at the limit.

But Lu Feibai finally blocked Yun Qiushui's blow, but Yun Qiushui failed to completely resist his counterattack, and the victory and defeat of this battle were divided.

"Miss Yun, it's over. Looking at Yun Qiushui, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, Lu Feibai smiled reluctantly, but the emotions in his heart fluctuated unusually violently.

If the opponent's attack is a little stronger, if his dodge is a little slower, the final result will not be that he is narrowly defeated but that he has failed!

But fortunately, after defeating her in this battle, at least until the final qualifying match, there is no need to worry about meeting her.

As for the third round of the knockout round, Lu Feibai is completely sure, with the strength shown by him and Yun Qiushui, as long as they can all pass this second round, then the referee team will never let them meet in the third round of the knockout round!

Yun Qiushui snorted coldly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and turned around and walked towards the martial arts platform. Although she admits that there is an element of luck in her own defeat, but

"In this battle, Lu Feibai won!" the referee quickly announced.

"It's worthy of being a final-level participant, this kind of strength is really strong, it's so enjoyable to watch!"

"Eh, brother, what are you doing?" an audience member suddenly got up and left.

"Watching them fight, I suddenly realized that I was going to find a place to retreat. The man said without looking back, and soon left the martial arts square.

"I can't imagine that these guys have such a feeling just by watching other people's battles, why don't I have this talent?"

The martial arts conference is still in full swing, and one after another strong people ascend to the martial arts platform to show what they have learned in their lives, constantly defeating strong enemies and improving their strength.

Although Meng Hui lost to Meng Ge in the previous game, his strength is greatly improving. In this second round of battle, every opponent was a person with superior strength, and against a powerhouse of this level, Meng Hui's speed of refining the Blood King Essence in his body was even more unprecedented.

After the fifth battle of Meng Hui was over, his cultivation had reached the peak of the second level of the Xuanzun Realm, and he was about to break through to the third level of the Xuanzun Realm.

And because the improvement of this cultivation was based on the Blood King Jingyuan, and it was accumulated in the fierce battle, although Meng Hui's cultivation speed increased extremely quickly, it was also extremely stable.

It was getting dark, and just over halfway through the second round of the tournament, the third day of the martial arts tournament came to an end.

All the contestants return to their resting quarters, either to sit and meditate to absorb the gains of the day's battles, or to seize the time to breathe and heal in order to recover to their peaks as quickly as possible.

Even those contestants who lost five games and five in the first half of this second round did not slack off at all, and they are still working hard to improve themselves.

Although losing five games in a row is a complete loss of the opportunity to advance to the next round, becoming stronger is still the firmest belief in their hearts. Even for these contestants who have lost five in a row, their gains may be a little greater than those who have won all five battles.

In the early morning of the fourth day, the martial arts square was still full of people.

The contestants who had experienced three consecutive days of high-intensity battles did not have the slightest fatigue and boredom on their faces, but each of them had a strong fighting intent flashing in their eyes.

Although it was only the fourth day of the Martial Arts Conference, everyone felt that their progress in the past few days was greater than the progress of the previous months!

Soon, today's battle began, and as the voices of the five judges sounded, the ten contestants each stepped onto their own arena and began a new round of competition.

The battles went on one by one, and soon it was Zhao Yi's turn again: "In the next battle, Zhao Yi will fight Meng Hao." ”

Meng Hao, the true disciple of Yangzhou Confucianism, the cultivation of the triple peak of the Xuanzun Realm.

In Confucianism, the most top-notch is the "Haoran Righteousness" cultivated by Xun Qi, which is different from other Confucianism, "Haoran Righteousness" has only one disciple in each generation who is qualified to cultivate, and the disciples who cultivate this "Haoran Righteousness" are also the future heirs of Confucianism.

This generation of Confucianism cultivates "Haoran Righteousness" is the best disciple Xun Qi, and although Meng Hao is not as strong as Xun Qi, he who cultivates Confucianism's "Righteousness and Righteousness" is also a first-class powerhouse among the disciples of this generation of Confucianism.

"Zhao Yi, although your cultivation is only at the peak of the Xuanzun Realm, but in yesterday's five battles, you lost three Xuanzun Realms in a row

Triple powerhouse, it can be seen that your strength is definitely above the level of the Xuanzun Realm Triple Realm, although I am pretentious, but I have never been arrogant, so I will go all out in this battle, you have to be careful. Meng Hao said flatly.

Similar to Xun Qi's dress, Meng Hao is also dressed in a Confucian robe, dressed as a scholar, and a folding fan in his hand is gently shaken, which has a sense of scholarly scolding Fang Xuan.

"On this martial arts platform, it is natural to go all out, Your Excellency can do your best, if I am not defeated, it is also my own mastery, it doesn't matter if I am injured. Zhao Yi chuckled.

Hearing this, Meng Hao's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

Zhao Yi's words seem to be talking about himself, but in fact, he means something else. However, Meng Hao didn't say anything, only smiled mildly and said, "Then try your best!"

After finishing speaking, the folding fan in Meng Hao's hand suddenly closed, and the handle of the fan stabbed straight towards Zhao Yi.

"Replacing the sword with a fan? Zhao Yi laughed loudly, waved his hands, clenched his fingers into a fist, and golden-red flames suddenly emerged, and a punch burst out.

In the past battles, Zhao Yi's fist that was integrated with the fire of the center of the earth or the flame of Xuanhuang bombarded out, which could be described as indestructible, but now Zhao Yi's fist burst out, and after getting close to Meng Hao's body three feet around, it was directly torn apart by an extreme force.

However, Meng Hao's body speed did not slow down in the slightest, and he was still attacking Zhao Yi as fast as lightning.

"The fist strength is ineffective?" Zhao Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, the opponent's ability seemed to be extremely weird, he could easily destroy the enemy's attack, so that the enemy's fist strength could not cause the slightest damage to him.

Before Zhao Yi could think about it more, Meng Hao's attack was already in front of him.

"Keng!" A crisp sound of gold and iron rang out, Meng Hao's figure retreated under a huge vibration, and Zhao Yi also retreated several steps one after another.

And on the martial arts table between the two, there is a sword hole the thickness of a finger.

"What just happened? I didn't even see anything?"

"Isn't Meng Hao attacking Zhao Yi? Why did he retreat after a crisp weapon collision sounded, and Zhao Yi didn't take out the sword!"

"The fight just now was too fast, I didn't see it clearly at all, what kind of speed these two people are!"

"It would be nice to have a big screen that could record their fight and play it slowly, so I could see every detail of the battle. ”

"What do you think? How can you have that ability?"

"Naturally, we don't have this kind of ability, but maybe those king-level powerhouses or human emperor realm powerhouses can have this ability!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm off topic!"

Exiting dozens of meters, Meng Hao stood steadily on the stage, but his eyes were solemnly looking at Zhao Yi's hands, or rather, Zhao Yi's fingertips.

"Finger Hair Sword Qi, I didn't expect that just Finger Hair Sword Qi would have such power!" Meng Hao said in a deep voice.