Bai Zhanhe, ranked sixth in the ranking competition last year, cultivated for the tenth level in the martial arts realm, stayed for a whole year, and his strength was definitely the top and super-first-class existence among the martial artists who were cultivated in the tenth level.

However, it is also a tenfold cultivation in the martial arts realm, and Yang Dingjun is more perverted and powerful than him.

The pure yang power of the Dacheng realm, the strength of the internal force, except for the masters of the innate realm, no one can compare.

Bai Zhanhe is the most popular player in the competition for the first place except for Yang Dingjun, because he ranks No. 1, which is a proof of his strength.

In the ninth round, Bai Zhanhe met Yang Dingjun and was defeated by Yang Dingjun, and almost all the disciples had already regarded Yang Dingjun as the first disciple of the outer gate this year.

The moment Bai Zhanhe was split out of the ring [Chapter 037] beat Zhang Long (above), and the outer disciples who followed Yang Dingjun suddenly burst into deafening cheers.

"Senior Brother Yang, first! Senior Brother Yang, invincible!"

"Senior Brother Yang, first! Senior Brother Yang, invincible!"

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The outer disciples who cheered for Yang Dingjun were not like the outer disciples who cheered for Xuantian, they were basically ordinary disciples who had cultivated below the seven-fold level, but most of them were elite disciples who had cultivated to the seven-fold level or above, and there were many giant-level disciples who had cultivated to the tenth fold.

Yang Dingjun smiled, enjoying the shouts and cheers of the disciples.

At the same time, Yang Dingjun's gaze fell on Xuantian under the ring, and on his smiling face, there was a pair of ruthless eyes, looking at Xuantian, and issued a fierce gaze.

Xuantian's gaze looked at each other at all, and the eyes of the two were like sword qi contacting, extremely powerful.

The shouts and cheers under the ring lasted for more than a dozen sounds, and Yang Dingjun raised his arm, and the disciples behind him, like an army that had been forbidden, were suddenly silent at the moment when Yang Dingjun's arm was raised, and all the sounds disappeared.

Yang Dingjun's body was vertical, and a perfect [Chapter 037] blast in the air Zhang Long (above) turned over and landed under the ring.

The first game of the ninth round has ended, and the next second game is the battle between Xuantian and Zhang Long.

As early as March, the March covenant between Xuantian and Zhang Long had spread throughout the outer gate, and at that time, all the outer disciples regarded this agreement as a joke.

However, three months later, as the ranking competition went on round after round, Xuantian's strength rose higher and higher in the eyes of all the disciples, and now, in the eyes of the outer disciples, Xuantian and Zhang Long are already a level of existence.

The March Covenant, which was originally regarded as a joke by all the disciples, immediately became a ** point that attracted the interest of all the outer disciples.

The battle between Zhang Long and Xuantian seemed to be more exciting than the peak battle between Yang Dingjun and Bai Zhanhe just now, and the scene was even more hot.

Xuantian and Zhang Long both got into the ring, and suddenly, among the outer disciples, the two disciples who supported the two of them all shouted.

"Senior Brother Huang, you will win! Senior Brother Huang, you will win!"

"Senior Brother Zhang, advance! Senior Brother Zhang, advance!"

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The shouts below the ring shook the sky.

Xuantian and Zhang Long in the ring turned a deaf ear to these shouts, and their eyes were fixed on each other, and their attention fell on each other.

Zhang Long's momentum completely exploded, and the essence above his head was like a sword, rising into the sky, dozens of meters long, as straight as a sword, and as sharp as a sword.

Xuantian is no exception, so far in the game, the battle with Zhang Long is a critical moment.

For Zhang Long, Xuantian naturally didn't want to simply divide the victory and defeat, between the two, not only the competitors of the ranking competition, not only the target of the March Covenant, but more importantly, the contradictions and hatred between the two families that were like fire and water and could not be reconciled.

For Zhang Long, Xuantian has already produced a killing machine in his heart, but in the ranking competition, it is absolutely forbidden to hurt people's lives, so in this game, it is impossible to kill Zhang Long, but Xuantian will definitely not easily defeat Zhang Long, but give him a heavy blow.

Therefore, Xuantian doesn't need to be low-key, he wants to attack in a high-profile manner, defeat Zhang Long with a tough attitude, and hit Zhang Long hard in the ring, in full view of everyone, completely destroying his confidence.

In Zhang Long's heart, he also changed his mind like Xuantian, and there was no difference.

The only difference is that whoever wins the battle will realize the expectations in his heart and destroy the withered and decayed, otherwise, the end will be destroyed and decayed.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Looking at Xuantian, Zhang Long first laughed and said: "Huang Tian, you really didn't let me down, you survived, and finally fell into my hands, I said a long time ago, your fate will be ended by me, you really didn't let me down!"

Xuantian snorted coldly and said indifferently: "I'm afraid that I'm going to disappoint you completely, and the person who is terminated is definitely you." ”

Zhang Long had a gloomy face and said: "Speak wildly, you foreign mongrel, today, not only will you be terminated, but in a short time, your entire Huang family will be terminated in Beimo County, there is no place for you foreign mongrels in Beimo County, Huang Tian, I will beat you like a dog today." ”

Xuantian's gaze suddenly sharpened, angry, faintly, there were two sword shadows, appeared in the depths of his eyes, this sword shadow was very thin, small, not close to see, difficult to find.

Xuantian was furious, just like last time, there was a ball of anger in his heart, and he had nowhere to vent, and he wanted to keep practicing his sword.

And last time, Xuantian practiced swords alone to vent, but this time, he had a target to vent - Zhang Long.

"Breaking the wind!"

Xuantian's body suddenly erupted, like a sharp arrow, shooting forward, the sword light flashed, like a long rainbow in the sky, the cold snow sword stabbed out obliquely, and the sharp sword light pierced the void, and it was in front of Zhang Long in an instant.

The battle of words has become meaningless.

Only by fighting can we distinguish the superior.

Xuantian was furious in his heart and took the lead.

In the face of Zhang Long, Xuantian did not have the intention of retaining his strength and just defeating him, but used his real strength, and in the first move, he used the 'Nine Swords of Chasing the Wind' created according to the Wind Chasing Sword Technique.

As Xuantian's sword stabbed out, the space shattered, and suddenly two air currents were generated, and Xuantian's sword shadow flickered back and forth in the two air flows, and he didn't know where this sword came from.

'Chasing the Wind Nine Swords', Xuantian only used it when he used the scabbard against Fan Hong, and, back and forth, he only used two moves: the Wind Breaking Style and the Wind Style.

In the next few rounds of battle, the cold snow sword was already unsheathed, and Xuantian only used the wind-chasing sword technique.

The Xuantian sword technique is superb, and the wind chasing sword technique of the middle grade of the Yellow Rank is in his hands, and the power is not inferior to the top grade sword technique of the Yellow Rank at all.

The Nine Swords of Chasing the Wind are Xuantian's self-created Yellow Rank top-grade sword skills, which have reached the realm of Great Perfection, not only are they superb, but they have simply reached the point of returning to the basics.

The Xuan Angel came out of the Nine Swords of Chasing the Wind, and its power surpassed all the Yellow Rank top-grade sword skills, and it was infinitely close to the Xuan Rank Sword Skills.

The first move is to break the wind, Xuantian's sword is domineering, fast, treacherous, fierce, ethereal, and smart.

This is Xuantian taking out his real ability and striking with all his strength.

Xuantian's sword move is not the sword skill of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

This sword, the outer gate elders in the stands, showed surprise in their eyes.

This sword, the outer gate hall master on the platform, showed surprise in his eyes.

With this sword, the white-haired old man and Ling Xingyue on the opposite mountain peak also showed surprise.

This sword, Bai Zhanhe, Yang Dingjun...... and other giant-level disciples, their eyes showed surprise.

This sword, all the outer disciples, their eyes straightened, in their eyes, this sword is unpredictable, like a stroke of God.

This sword, Fan Hong's heart was trembling: "It's this move, I was defeated under this move, at that time, Huang Tian's sword was not out of the sheath, I couldn't resist it, and now the sword is out of the sheath, I can't stop a sword." ”

The sword out of the sheath, the wind-breaking style used, is ten times more powerful than the wind-breaking style used by the sword in the sheath?

The sharp and domineering sword momentum is suffocating, and the treacherous, ethereal, and agile sword momentum is dazzling.

Zhang Long faced Xuantian's attack head-on, and he could feel the horror of this sword and the mystery of this sword more than anyone else.

Pedal pedal!

Zhang Long stepped back, five steps back, the sword brilliance in his hand exploded, a sword crossed the frame, and a loud bang of the bell could block Xuantian's sword.

With the first sword, Zhang Long had already forced back five steps.

But that's just the beginning.

"Stormy. ”

Xuantian's sword momentum was a hundred times stronger in an instant, and countless swords were stabbed out in an instant, turning a sword into a hundred swords, and the sword shadows were not neat and consistent, but layered on top of each other, before and after, like a storm, the sword momentum overshadowed one by one, and pressed towards Zhang Long.

"Oh my God, is this the true strength of Senior Brother Huang Tian?"

"Even Senior Brother Zhang Long was forced to retreat again and again by him, Senior Brother Huang Tian almost has the strength to compete with Senior Brother Yang for the first place. ”

"Tsk, only eightfold cultivation, there is such strength, this situation, I heard that only three years ago in Senior Brother Chu Feng appeared. ”

"Senior Brother Huang Tian is hiding too deeply, Lin Wuying, Li Yichang, Liang Chong, and Du Wenke in front, although these senior brothers have the strength of the top ten, they are not Senior Brother Huang Tian's opponents at all. ”

"Yes, if Senior Brother Huang Tian wants to burst out with such strength as soon as possible, it will definitely be like destroying the opponent in front of him. ”

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All the outer disciples exclaimed, the image of Xuantian, in the hearts of the outer disciples, was once again tall, almost reaching the point where Yang Dingjun was the first invincible in the outer gate.

Bell ......

A series of sounds sounded like a crackling sound, although Xuantian's sword was strong, but Zhang Long was not an ordinary person, although his eyes were horrified, but the steps under his feet retreated again and again, and the second sword storm style was blocked by him again.

"Tempest-like. ”

Xuantian's sword momentum changed again, not only one sword turned into a hundred swords, but it turned from a hundred swords to countless swords, and the sword momentum changed from a gust of turmoil to an overwhelming wind.

Xuantian's body and sword momentum fused together perfectly, and the whole person only saw an afterimage, which flickered in the wind.

Clang...... Syllable!

After a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, there was a heavy 'pop' sound as it was pulled tightly.

Zhang Long blocked Xuantian's sword, but he couldn't dodge the slap from Xuantian's other hand, and with the sound of 'pop', Zhang Long's body was suddenly pumped up, and a bright red slap mark appeared on his face.

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On Monday, I hit the list, I was desperate for recommendation votes, and the 5,000 brothers in the collection, where are you???

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