In the blood-colored ring, Mo Yun was full of might, and knocked the eighth-order sword apprentice Situ Yunfeng down from the ring in one fell swoop.

His gaze was sharp, and the water cold sword once again shone with dazzling light. How can distractions be tolerated in battles between the same ranks!

"When~!"

A sword slashed at Fang Ying, his muscles cracked, and blood flowed.

"Ahh It is better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers! He understood this truth, rubbed his body, and followed Fang Ying.

Wang Kongying was the closest to Fang Ying, reacted instantly, and raised his sword to stab. He didn't dodge or dodge, he still pursued Fang Ying, his eyes were fanatical.

Fang Ying couldn't react, he was kicked by a kick, and his body instantly flew backwards like a cannonball, and when he landed, he was already under the ring!

The Fang family was talented on the first day, Fang Ying, defeated!

Wang Kongying's long sword quickly changed direction, slicing through Mo Yun's back, leaving a huge wound. The whole body shook violently, his brows furrowed, and he rolled out on the spot.

Quickly got up and swept towards the four of them, their eyes were fierce, their breath was fierce, and the blood was dripping, and they didn't care.

Gu Zhongyi's eyes contained a trace of fear, looked at the crazy figure, and said coldly: "You are really strong enough!"

Shen Tuhong stood proudly, the blood on his body surged, but the dragon pointed his sword directly at the opponent, and the fighting spirit rose again.

Wang Kongwu's beautiful eyes were condensed, like ice, and the corners of his mouth were stained with red blood, staring at him with a murderous aura.

Huang Zhanpeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked down at the bluestone ground. It was mottled with blood, some new and some old. He slowly raised his head, suppressed his own injuries, and the aura of his body gradually merged, and his strong fighting intent did not diminish in the slightest.

No words are needed, their actions already speak for everything!

He laughed wildly, slammed his sword on the ground, and the laughter shook all directions, shocking countless people. The clouds of the sky were gone, and it was dark.

Wanton laughter echoed, and his expression was proud, looking down on all. In all directions of the ring, everyone was silent, only to look at the proud figure in the ring.

The laughter paused, and the cold gaze swept over the four of them one by one.

"You, you, you, you, you, are not as good as me!"

Four of you in a row, name all the demons with four major and ninefold qualifications. The infinite contempt in the words made the four of them go crazy in an instant, and the original tyrannical aura instantly ignited the infinite flames. The anger was burning, and the fighting spirit was soaring into the sky.

This is a group of teenagers under eighteen! They are hot-blooded, their fighting spirit is not extinguished, and their sword path is sharp, surpassing them all!

Wang Kongying's tone was like ice: "It's so arrogant!" Like the voice of the yellow warbler out of the valley, it contains endless killing opportunities, and if there is a chance, it will definitely break out like a mountain of attacks and annihilate the opponent.

Huang Zhanpeng's body moved slightly, he picked up the sword flower in his hand, and pointed directly at Mo Yun: "My generation, it may not be inferior to you! Let you know the arrogant ending!"

Tanakaichi almost went crazy, and he actually encountered such a powerful opponent when he was usually smooth. And his own contempt stimulated him even more. He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and drank coldly: "Today, Mo Yun, you will be defeated!" In his tone, there was infinite murderous aura, and he was already really angry!

Only Shen Tuhong didn't say a word, but on the dragon's sword, the blood vibrate, and the angry dragon roared.

"Haha, ignorance, so fearless!" was mad, and his eyes were full of disdain. The black hair danced lightly, the cyan robe flew, the water cold sword clanged and the sword roared, and his momentum was constantly rising!

"Wait, I don't care about it! Now, get ready for the baptism of battle! Only defeat is your end!"

When the words fell, the water was cold, and a sword was shocked, like lightning, extremely fast. The golden light reflected the eyes, and the cold light stinged countless eyes.

Fast!

Goal, Yamanakaichi!

He is determined to stand strong, shoot with all his strength, without mercy, and use the power of thunder to break the confidence of Tanakaichi!

The valley was suddenly shocked, and the souls of the dead were all rising. This sword, the speed is so fast, it can't be seen. His only choice was to keep retreating.

Constantly sneering, this blow is not so easy to dodge.

"Ding~!"

In the oblique stab, a giant sword blocked the Shui Han Sword, which was none other than Long Qi. Shen Tuhong's interception was beyond his expectations, his brows furrowed, and the sword true power was infused with all his might.

The latter snorted coldly, and a huge force erupted, confronting the water cold.

The opportunity was lost, and his mind turned around, giving up Gu Zhongyi and attacking Shen Tuhong with all his might. The golden light flashed, as fast as lightning. The dragon sword only defends and does not attack, and takes all the attacks!

Wang Kongying and Huang Zhanpeng joined forces, and the light of the weapon shone brightly, forcing it towards his back.

His expression remained unchanged, the Shui Han Sword turned around, the wind under his feet, and swept towards Gu Zhongyi.

Tanakachi flashed his body sharply, dodging the attack. The instant explosion just now made him palpitate, and also imprinted a trace of fear for the madman in front of him.

There was a long roar in his mouth, and the true power of the sword in his body was drumming, and he was scurrying in his body. Like a god possessing the body, the golden light is all over the body, and the green clothes are turning, and the power is compelling.

The tacit understanding of the four of them is getting higher and higher, and the combined combat power is stronger than the six, his pressure can be imagined, there is no expression on his face, but his eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and a sharp edge is flashing.

The tone is not hurried or slow, and the meaning is calm, which makes people's scalps tingle: "I underestimate you, but the ending will not change! Your resistance is just in vain! I want you to know that I am the strongest! I want you to suppress you today! The road of swordsmanship, you will always be behind me, looking up at my back! Only by constantly surpassing is the real peak, and you have already lost!"

Mo Yun's attack became more and more urgent, and the light of the Water Cold Sword gradually overshadowed the other four weapons.

The faces of the four of them were ugly, they had already felt the increasing power on the Shui Han Sword, and every time they struck, their arms were numb! To their shock, the opponent's combat power was constantly improving in a short period of time, and the true power of the sword was not only not consumed, but became stronger and stronger!

At this time, he knew that one hundred and eight qi seas had consumed seven, and he couldn't defeat his opponent.

If you are an ordinary sword cultivator, can you still do this?

If you can't bear it anymore, you will explode strongly! What I think in my heart, defeat the enemy, surpass all! He thought of this, and at the same time, he opened two large air seas, and the battle power soared in an instant, which caught the four of them off guard.

The powerful force shook the four of them back, causing them to keep retreating, and when they looked into his eyes, they became more and more afraid. Their fighting spirit is still the same, but their opponents are constantly improving!

"You lose first!" An indifferent voice sounded in Huang Zhanpeng's ears, and when Huang Zhanpeng reacted, his body had already received a heavy blow.

Break the mountain and divide the mountain!

The powerful True Rank mid-grade sword technique is powerful enough to make Huang Zhanpeng lose his combat power.

His body was uncontrollable, a mouthful of blood sprayed in the ring, and he fell to the ground hard, and his sword fell to the side.

Huang Zhanpeng, a seventh-order swordsman with a ninth-order qualification, was injured again, fell out of the ring, and lost his qualification for the competition! Everyone was stunned, Mo Yun's strength had been imprinted into their minds!

This is the power of the spirit body's qualifications, which is already terrifying!

As soon as Gu Zhong turned around, he saw Huang Zhanpeng's defeat from afar, and his mind collapsed instantly, and he was extremely shocked. It was the moment of distraction, and being caught in one fell swoop, the Shui Han Sword once again erupted with a powerful aura and suppressed the past.

Even if it's Shen Tuhong and Wang Kongying, they can't stop it!

Gu Zhongyi, was knocked out of the ring, and another seventh-order swordsman was defeated!

Less than two breaths apart, two big masters suffered failures one after another, and the audience lost their voices!

In Kongming City, a long howl sounded again, and there was infinite power in it, which was enough to suppress everything. His long hair is wanton, and his fighting spirit is monstrous.

Qiao Zhen slowly retracted his movements, and he saw that the overall situation had been decided!

The voice was clear: "Battle, let's end!"

Mo Yun didn't stop, aiming at the remaining two people in the ring: "You all go down!" The Shui Han Sword swept out, and the power contained in a golden light made Shen Tuhong's face solemn, but the dragon sword blocked his chest, and he was still bombarded and kept retreating.

Wang Kongying was powerless to resist in the face of the powerful madman, she didn't see panic in her beautiful eyes, and still fought back with all her might. Until the last moment, no one knows the outcome. But with absolute strength, her resistance is also useless!

His eyes were condensed, and he had no pity for the jade, the Shui Han Sword slashed through Wang Kongying's arm, and then instantly approached, his left hand became a fist, and the golden sword was wrapped in real power, and the momentum was unparalleled, hitting his chest!

Wang Kongying couldn't block, he was hit instantly, his body was suddenly knocked away, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and finally fell into the ring, losing his combat power!

At this moment, before Shen Tuhong's retreating figure stopped, he had already defeated Wang Kongying and rushed again. There was no expression on his face, but his heart sank to the bottom.

This battle has been lost!

Mo Yun approached at great speed, kicked out, and he lost the ring!

Just when everyone thought it was over, the figure did not stay, and came to Wang Kongying again. He leaned over slightly and asked, "Can you admit defeat?"

Wang Kongying's pretty face turned pale and he didn't answer!

"In that case, you go down too!" he said, throwing it out casually, as if it were not a man, but a stone.

"This son, such a terrible heart, has no pity for the jade!" a master swordsman was shocked.

"Young and stoic, he destroys all possible threats without any scruples! His sword is unrivaled in his courage and unstoppable, and he can break through all obstacles and reach a higher realm! This is a real demon! In time, his achievements are limitless!"

Qiao Zhen nodded with satisfaction and approving.

Endure the severe pain all over his body, scan the audience, and bow his head as far as his eyes can see.

"Is there anyone else?" he asked!

There were more than 100 disciples left, and there was no one to respond at this moment! Wang Xuan stood upright, looking at Mo Yun's gaze, resolute and eager!

She told herself that the person in front of her is her goal! I will keep moving forward, and I will surely catch up with you! One day, I will be as brilliant as you and proud of the others! I am invincible among my peers, not an empty word! All just to prove that I am not worse than you!

didn't notice Wang Xuan, who hadn't seen him for a few days, he was arrogant and arrogant, looking at the empty city. The arrogance hidden in the bones finally burst out and cannot be changed!

Looking up to the sky and roaring, all the humiliation and unhappiness that have been accumulated are all put aside! From today, look at the world with a smile, and be proud of the sword!

Men should be like this, dancing swords and stepping on the wind and clouds, riding the dragon and laughing for nine days, cutting the head of the world, and I am the top of the sword!