Nie Qinghong's opponent was a thin young man, almost skinned with bones, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at Nie Qinghong gloomily.

This person's name is Gao Ruiyi, he is a disciple of the Heaven Swallowing Sect, and he is the junior disciple of Li Haotian and Duan Wuqiu, although his strength is not as good as the first two, but he can definitely rank in the top three in the Heaven Swallowing Sect, and he will naturally not be a weak person if he enters the top 16 all the way.

Nie Qinghong had just entered the virtual space, and before he could stand firmly, Gao Rui was determined to attack, and one of his palms was as sharp as eagle claws, grabbing towards the opponent's throat.

Gao Ruiyi was like an evil eagle pounced on a rabbit, and his figure turned into a ray of light, which was extremely fast, but in Nie Qinghong's eyes, he was put down very slowly, and with a calm tilt of his head, he easily avoided the attack, and the cyan long sword in his arms was suddenly pulled out, and a blue light slashed through the air, slashing towards the opponent's neck.

Gao Ruiyi's face changed slightly, and he suddenly retreated, avoiding the sword, while Nie Qinghong chased after him with a sword, like a meteor catching the moon.

Gao Ruiyi's eagle-like claws reached out, and his claws clasped the blade containing cyan light in the palm of his hand, gathering a black ball of light, beating between his hands like electric light, receding the cyan light on the blade, and then the black light spread upward, occupying the entire sword.

"Are you that weak?"

Nie Qinghong's voice sounded faintly, and the other party was stunned, only to see that his sword blade turned, and the blue light suddenly flourished, like a clear spring spurting out, completely shattering the black ball of light, and countless small swords slashed out vertically and horizontally, all hitting Gao Ruiyi's defensive air shield.

As soon as Gao Ruiyi's body was shaken, he flew out, shattering several peaks and being hit hard.

"Give you another chance to make a move, otherwise you won't have any chance!"

Nie Qinghong didn't chase after him, he had absolute confidence in his own strength, like a cat and mouse, just teasing.

"Celestial Monster Hand!"

Gao Ruiyi ejected from the ruins, his hands suddenly poked out, and the true yuan as sharp as electricity gathered together, forming a shape like a hook, and slashed from the sky.

"Poison Dragon Electric Light Sword Technique!"

Nie Qinghong took out his sword again, and the purple brilliant sword slashed out, like a purple dragon, cutting a long trail in the sky, and colliding with its hook-like true vitality.

In the face of the purple dragon, the hook-shaped true yuan appeared to be vulnerable, and it was easily shattered, and the sword light did not decrease at all, penetrating Gao Ruiyi's body.

In this competition, Nie Qinghong easily won.

Nie Qinghong is also a very strong dark horse in this year's battle of young kings, he usually ends the battle easily along the way, although his popularity is not as good as Xiao Fangao, but no one doubts that his strength is weaker.

The reason why Xiao Fan's popularity is high is because he defeated Feng Lingzi, the third place in the last Young King's Battle, in the first round of the competition, and since then he has become famous in one battle, and then defeated the Demon Feng'er on the second day of the Demon God Sect and Lin Leng, the ruthless swordsman of Demon Monarch Mountain, and his popularity has soared rapidly, becoming the biggest dark horse.

But just by virtue of Nie Qinghong's sword just now, many heads and high-level leaders of various factions can see that its power is not weaker than the three swords in one that Xiao Fan cast, and both of them are rare kendo wizards, so the competition between the two in the next round is worth looking forward to.

In the third match, Ling Chen played against Cheng Haotong.

The competition of the top 16, every game is wonderful, after all, the people who can enter the top 16 are the top figures among the young generation of the Zhenwu Continent, and the showdown is worth looking forward to.

"Sixth Senior Brother, don't be pressured, bring out the best of yourself!"

Xiao Fan patted Cheng Hao's shoulder and said.

"Don't worry, junior brother, there is no pressure in the first place, and I am ready to fight with all my might!"

Cheng Haojun smiled handsomely, and entered the virtual space in a flash.

Both of them are dressed in green shirts, with a jade posture and extraordinary bearing, Cheng Haoling has a little more heroism, while Ling Chen is more calm and old-fashioned.

"You have the strength to fight me, go all out!"

Ling Chen spoke slowly, his next opponent was the evil king Lou's question, that was his worthy battle, and this one was just a warm-up.

"Okay, then you're good to go!

Cheng Hao responded, and the long sword was pulled out of his waist, the sword was sharp, and the speed was extremely fast, which was the consummation realm of the fast sword style.

Ling Chen was dressed in a green shirt without wind and automatic, his hands suddenly turned into claws, and the fire-colored true yuan was lifted by him and staggered in his chest, forming a huge fireball, which was matched with Cheng Hao's lightning-fast sword.

The two of them stalemate for a few breaths, and as soon as Ling Chen drank it, a huge fireball exploded, forming a series of fire-colored ripples, which spread out, and one after another 'bells' hit Cheng Hao's sword, knocking it back.

"Chaotic Sword Style!"

Cheng Haoshuren retreated violently in mid-air, the blade of the sword turned, and in the case of losing his balance, he cast the chaotic sword style of the consummation realm, and the sword was like a frightened hornet, diffusing throughout the virtual space, without any rules and trajectories, and did not give the other party room to dodge.

As the saying goes, punching the master to death is this truth, and the seemingly undisciplined attack is sometimes more effective.

"Red Fire Xuanxin!"

Ling Chen's hands were suddenly clasped, and a fire-colored halo lit up at the center of his eyebrows, and then a firelight was refracted into a thin and slightly thicker silk thread in the sky, and all the messy sword qi encountered along the way was easily shattered, and it stabbed straight into the vast chest and left.

Ling Chen's move was actually an attack against an attack, ignoring Cheng Hao's attack.

The attacks of the two arrived almost at the same time, only to see that a fire-colored light mask appeared around Ling Chen's body, and the streamer slashed, and all sword qi immediately shattered and turned into nothing.

Ling Chen's attack with a ray of fire-colored light was extraordinary, and Cheng Haoling naturally did not dare to take it lightly, the blade of the sword was horizontal on his chest, and the sword guard style was used in one hand to the realm of perfection.

Cheng Haotong began to practice with Jian Yinzi when he was a teenager, and now he has been starting for more than 20 years, his talent may not be as good as Xiao Fan, but he is also a rare kendo wizard, and he has already cultivated three sets of inheritance swordsmanship to the perfection realm.

The fire-colored light struck Cheng Haojun's sword blade, forming a fierce confrontation with his sword, sparks splashed, Cheng Haojun was also forced to retreat a distance of 100 meters, and a small trace appeared on the superb sword in his hand, which showed how strong the opponent's attack was, if it hit himself, even if he had a strong defensive air shield as protection, it was enough to penetrate his body.

Although neither of them hit each other in this competition, Cheng Haojun also had a slight advantage.

"Blue Light Sword Technique!"

Cheng Haojun attacked again, the sword in his hand danced out of cyan sword flowers, his body had already merged with the sword, and he stabbed straight away, perfectly fusing the blue light sword technique and the consummation realm of the fast sword style.

Ling Chen was not too moved, his hands were wrapped in the fire-colored true yuan, and he clashed with Cheng Haoling with his bare hands, the competition between the two was very fierce, only to see Cheng Haoling's speed getting faster and faster, and in the end, there were already more than a dozen figures besieging a Ling Chen, and the latter still responded calmly.

The two of them fought about seventy or eighty moves, and Ling Chen suddenly roared, and his whole body erupted with a devastating fire-colored true element, just like the moment of a volcanic eruption, even the entire virtual space was trembling with it.

The flames soared into the sky, eroding more than a dozen of Cheng Haoling's figures, and finally Ling Chen suddenly appeared in front of Cheng Haojun's body and slapped the defensive air shield on his chest.

Cheng Haolu's body was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, and it hit the transparent barrier of the virtual space hard, and a large crack appeared.

Cheng Haojun's figure slipped down, although there was no vomiting blood in the virtual space, but after being hit hard, his chest was still in severe pain, and the damage to his body was comparable to that in the outside world.

Cheng Haoshu slowly stood up, he gently stroked the pain in his chest, he didn't have any pressure in the face of Ling Chen, and then showed his trademark handsome smile: "You are picking me up, if you can catch it, you don't need to kill me, I will take the initiative to quit!"

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