In the quicksand, normal people would have sunk long ago, but monks are different, they have been floating long enough, and if they try a few times, they will always find a successful way to escape.

The black-clothed short sneered and jumped out of the quicksand, and the majestic spiritual power around him squeezed towards Ling Nian without reservation.

After being angry for so long, it can be regarded as a good one.

There is a lead, and others have come out one after another, but they have also solved a lot of people before, but they can still deal with it.

"Team Fuhua, you're finished!" The black-clothed short hit gritted his teeth.

He never dreamed that he would lose so many people on a nine-star team.

"How many times have you said this, aren't you tired of it?" Ling Nian's wings fluttered slightly after leaning over a few times, and only the afterimage could be seen, and the vast spiritual power did not have much impact on her.

Greasy fart! Turn this sentence into reality, and he will never get tired of it in his life!

The black-clothed short hands were sealed, and a long sword floated in front of him, and slowly, countless phantoms of this sword appeared behind him.

"The sword is not missing, go!"

The long sword flew out one after the other, following closely behind Ling Nian.

"Pick up the green, scatter!" The sword composed of brilliant crystals disintegrated in an instant, and Ling Nian was surrounded by him, and the sword that was close to him turned into a pile of scrap metal before he could hurt people.

Although the black-clothed short fight had been expected, he was still taken aback, and the opponent's sword was not much more difficult than cutting other swords.

His handprint changed, "All swords are one!"

Hundreds of swords fused closely, and the spiritual power surged wildly, and then formed a more condensed giant sword.

As soon as it appeared, it shook everyone around him.

"Poof—"

The teammates who cooperated with the black-clothed shorts had already withdrawn preparedly, but the Fuhua team was not so lucky, and several of them vomited blood and flew out.

A sixth-order master, the others are still too reluctant to fight.

Ling Niantian dodged as he said, "Duan Yang, take away all those who have cultivated below the middle of the fourth order!"

None of the fifth-order cultivators may be able to pose any threat to the sixth-order, but if they take away the Fuhua team, there will really be no one.

Meng Li was carrying two sixth-order cultivators alone, Ling Niantian dragged one more, and the remaining fifth-order cultivators Feng Tianyi and them could deal with it.

Duan Yang glanced at the battle situation, "Okay."

To stay here in the case of defeat is to hurt yourself.

"Want to go? How can it be so easy!" The black-clothed short sneered, and actually used spiritual power to condense a giant sword.

Then the second, the third.

"It's just a low-level ant, and you still want to shout in front of me?!"

The sword aura was fierce, and when it touched a point, it was seriously injured, and the Fuhua team's aura was faint several times in an instant.

"Die!"

The black-clothed short shouted angrily.

However, the imaginary picture of these people falling to the ground did not appear, but instead enveloped them one by one, and they teleported back in an instant.

"Who knocked them out!" The black-clothed short smack's eyes widened, "I don't know if I want their lives?!"

But the people behind him were more shocked than him, "I didn't see a single shadow of the nameplate, it can't be that we eliminated it."

"It's me." Ling Nian's fingertips were filled with finely crushed powder, the same color as the nameplate.

"It's impossible for a contestant to smash the nameplate of the same team, you are cheating!" As long as you kill someone, you can go to the Friendship Summer team to receive a reward, and when the duck flies, his face is hideous.

"Oh, which one says you can't eliminate people from your own team?" Ling Niantian asked rhetorically.

The nameplate in a team is related, and the power entered cannot cause damage to the nameplate, but she only entered spiritual power at that time.

And the people in the team believe in her more, so the nameplate is placed here.

The black cloth was dumbfounded, how could there be a clear rule that such a thing as not abstaining if there was danger, it was just a tacit agreement for all the contestants after testing.

I didn't think there was a mistake.

He sneaked up on a person with lightning speed, and before the spiritual power reached the other party, the white light on that person's body flashed, and he teleported away again.

Black-clad Short: "......"

It's as if he has a big move, but the other party is not in the same time and space as him at all, and he can't even fight.

The aggrieved ones were about to vomit blood.

People are eliminated, but they are more aggrieved than not eliminated.

"If you can't afford to play, you're going to sneak attack? It's a good thing I don't know your name, otherwise someone will discuss you in the future, and we will all have to go up and scold you when we hear it!"

In order to kill people and sneak attack, it is not a foolish act to say flowers.

Ling Niantian turned his head and saw a few seriously injured ones, and also let them teleport out.

There are madmen in front of them, they don't know how many days they will have to stay in the desert, and staying will only make their injuries worse.

The black-clothed short fight no longer wants to shoot at the Fuhua team, and if he can't kill the opponent, he may have to be eliminated, which is a completely thankless task.

But as soon as he made a gesture to leave, Ling Niantian flashed in front of him, "Want to leave now? It's too late!"

The gravity array quickly expanded outside with her as the center, and the people who were still struggling in the quicksand were swallowed up before they could even struggle.

And with a lot of use, Ling Niantian can already control gravity to avoid his own people, and he can even choose to increase gravity in some places.

The black-clothed shortband felt that he had been in shock since he met the Fuhua team, "Field?! You can't be an eighth order, how can you cultivate into a realm?"

"Nothing is impossible." With the operation of his long-term heart method, coupled with the blessing of the gravity array, it was difficult for outsiders to even capture the afterimage of Ling Niantian.

I was shocked to see more than the people outside the pilot.

"This year's nine-star team is indeed extraordinary, even if the geniuses of cross-level combat were rare before, they are still in the same team."

Now not only have I seen several of them, but there are also fourth-order who have resisted the sixth-order with their own strength, and the other party can't hurt her.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a genius that is rare in a thousand years.

Forcibly shroud the light of others.

But there was also someone with an ugly face, who was one of the entourages of the black-clothed squad, "It's just opportunistic, a good human race, and he also equipped himself with the wings of a demon beast, grandstanding!"

Anger had made him forget that there was someone he couldn't afford to mess with.

Their team is here to compete for the top ten this time, and if they lose so many people in front of a nine-star team, they will basically have no chance with the top ten.

"Whose favor? Are you?" Jing You sneered, "For people with strong bloodlines, the characteristics of other clans will appear when the bloodline manifests, and if the contract demon beast is strong enough, the contract master may also have the characteristics of the demon beast."

"You are lonely and no one laughs at you, but when you open your mouth, you slander others, and no one teaches you how to respect others?"

The old man's face turned red, "Young Master Jing, although you have a noble status, you can't insult people like this, right?"

I don't know how a small ninth-order monk climbed to the top of Dongyu, and he also came to a competition that the one-star continent couldn't look at at at all for her.

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