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The body of words was bathed in Chen Changkong's sword intent, and several subtle cracks appeared on his body, and his robe was instantly soaked red with blood.

But even so, he still didn't let go of the Dao Sword in his hand, the Dao Sword pointed at the sky, and the dark golden sword qi was like a wall in midair, stopping Chen Changkong's footsteps.

At this point, the time has come.

Chen Changkong couldn't cross that wall, so naturally he couldn't stand on the high wall of Yaochi, so he was eliminated.

"The battle is over."

"The first Yao Pond, without occupiers."

"The second Yao Pond, the occupier Muxu."

"The third Yao Pond, the occupier Xuanyuan Shennian."

"The fourth Yao Pond, the occupier Nangong Huaitian, the rest of the people, all eliminated!"

With a loud bang in the sky, an old judge with a voice read out the results of this round of battles, and in the fairyland, Chen Changkong, who had belatedly stood on the first Yao Pond, heard this, and his face suddenly turned pale, because he was still a step late after all.

The old monk's words were very clear word by word, and there was no occupier in the first Yao Pond.

He Chen Changkong, bearing the name of a young sword saint, and a divine sword leader, but he didn't even enter the top four of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Chen Changkong's facial muscles trembled violently, he could no longer control the gloomy color in his eyes, and jumped off the Yao Chi with his sword in his hand, and rushed towards the words on the ground that were seriously injured by him.

On the other side, on the high wall of the second Yao Pond, Xu Mu, who had already prepared, directly pulled out the fairy bow, and then shot an arrow aimed at Chen Changkong's inevitable path.

"-Huh."

"-Knock!"

Chen Changkong's expression was crazy, and he burst out all his sword qi to destroy the Great Dao arrows, and then forcibly pushed against those Great Dao Arrows flowing in the space towards the words, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was no more than twenty meters.

"Oops!"

Xu Mu's complexion changed, and all the power of his body exploded, and he rushed in the direction of words like a cannonball, his face anxious.

He guessed that Chen Changkong would be angry and attack Yan Yan after being eliminated, but he didn't expect that the latter was already so angry with Yan that he would kill him at the price of fighting with Dao arrows and ruthlessly destroying his body.

And he didn't expect that he would lose his life with his words that would directly harm him, because the latter now has no ability to resist, the Dao source is exhausted, his body is full of holes, and he can't fight anymore.

As long as Chen Changkong is allowed to land, words will die.

But in the next second, his rapidly descending body was suddenly stopped by a thick and holy light curtain.

Then, the light curtain bloomed with extremely gentle and blazing light, bringing Chen Changkong out of the Yaochi Wonderland.

"Pay attention to your identity, you have been eliminated, and you will go to the battle yourself after the battle!"

A middle-aged judge said to Chen Changkong with a serious face, it was the head of the Zhongtian Li clan who had a conflict with words, and it was he who rescued words just now.

The light dissipated, Chen Changkong put down the arm that was covering his eyes, turned his head to look around, and suddenly found thousands of pairs of eyes, staring at him with a playful or other different look.

It made him very uncomfortable.

Chen Changkong's face was ugly, standing in place with one hand holding the sword, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, the middle-aged sword saint of the Chen clan sighed, took a step forward and said lightly, "Changkong, come back." ”

"Ignoring the enemy's carelessness, the sword heart trembling, is the fundamental reason why you were eliminated, punish you to go to the sword pool ancestral land to wash the sword for three months, and reflect well."

When Chen Changkong heard that he was going to the sword pool to wash his sword, a trace of humiliation suddenly flashed on his face, so he stood still and did not move.

Seeing this, the sword saint of the Chen clan immediately had his eyes glazed, and the monstrous sword intent spread out, setting off thousands of clouds, and the countless abilities of the surrounding hundreds of clans were all shocked and retreated to defend, not knowing what was happening.

And Chen Changkong, who was targeted by this sword intent, directly knelt on the clouds with a pale face, covering his stomach with both hands, because at this time, there was a sword intent swimming in his body, and the pain in his heart made him almost faint.

"If you have no remorse, you will be punished to wash your sword in the sword pool for three years."

The middle-aged sword saint said, and used a sword intent to grab Chen Changkong, but the sword of the cadre could not escape, and was directly held in his hand.

The sword spirit who was the commander of the sword sensed the gaze of this sword saint, so he couldn't help but start to tremble, and said nervously: "He pursued me first, I didn't bewitch him, and I asked the Sword Saint Lord to find out!" ”

The middle-aged sword master stared at the sword spirit for a long time, and then threw the sword on Chen Changkong's body, and then left the clouds with the sword, leaving a sentence before leaving:

"The quality is good, from today onwards, you belong to my son."

The sword spirit of the sword did not dare to resist, and immediately knelt on the ground and signed a contract with Chen Changkong, and the latter also fell into a coma in the process, obviously tortured by that sword intent.

"Ugh." Seeing this, the elders of the Chen clan also sighed slightly, stepped forward and carried Chen Changkong onto a flying boat, and was about to leave with a group of people.

"All Clans Alliance, please continue, my Chen clan will not accompany you to the end."

After saying that, the old man set up a flying boat, picked up all the abilities of the Chen clan, flew away from the clouds, and disappeared, leaving only everyone in place with a stunned face.

An old man's throat surged, scratched his head in disbelief, and asked the person beside him, "Just ...... Just gone? How are the ranking rewards of the Alliance of All Races calculated? ”

The man beside him shook his head, sighed and said, "The Chen clan is different from other big clans, all the people with abilities in the upper and lower clans are sword cultivators, and they sit on the ancestral sword pond and sword mound, and they can't look down on that reward. ”

"And didn't you notice just now, Lord Sword Saint seems to be punishing Chen Changkong, but in fact, he is helping Chen Changkong clear the remaining rebel sword qi in his body, in the final analysis, the Chen clan is walking so simply, maybe it is because of shame."

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Alas, it is also a hundred clans, and other great clans have been fighting for hundreds of years and have not been able to get the top ten seats, but now in the eyes of the Chen clan, it is a shameful existence, which is really embarrassing." ”

"But I don't think it's anything unusual, because it's not just Chen Changkong, the favorites who won the supreme seat before, Xuan Ji and Zuo Mingqiu, but they were all eliminated, and now Chen Changkong and Na Yan have both been eliminated, and there are only three people left in the top four seats."

The other person nodded when he heard this, and suddenly asked curiously: "Yes, there are three people left in the top four, so what about the next game, is there one person to fight for two?" ”

The old man smacked his lips, shook his head and denied: "It should be impossible to fight two games, and the chance of having a bye to the finals is greater." ”

“……”

The conversation between the two also reached the ears of the others above the clouds, so everyone began to wonder how the next schedule would be arranged, after all, this had not happened in the previous Ten Thousand Races Alliance.

The five judges looked at each other, gathered together and discussed for a while, and soon came to a unified conclusion, only to see the monk from the West Heaven chanting the Buddha's name, and then said with a smile like Maitreya Buddha: "The next round of the battle will take the form of random selection, because there are three people, it is impossible to take two or two battles, so there will be a random one-person bye and directly advance to the finals." ”

"Now, I'm going to pick the players for the next round."

The old monk said, waved his hand, and the golden light in the sky condensed a turntable in the space, and there were three names written on the turntable, which were Mu Xu, Xuanyuan Shennian, and Nangong Huaitian.

"Here we go."

With the gentle push of the old monk's fingertips, the turntable began to rotate, and the pointer continued to cross the names of Xu Mu and the three people, and the hearts of the people in the land of the hundred tribes also hung in the air, wanting to know who would fight and who would have a bye.

After all, a bye is equivalent to directly guaranteeing the finals, which is too big an advantage, and it will have a great impact on the result, so even if Xu Mu and the three of them are all top geniuses, they will not want them to have a bye themselves.

Soon, under the watchful eye, the hands of the turntable finally came to a halt.

In the Yaochi Wonderland, Xu Mu saw the result and sighed helplessly.

"Bad luck." He smacked his lips with a helpless expression, because the person selected by this turntable to fight in the next round was himself.

"Next, I'm going to pick Mush's opponents."

The old monk said, waving Xu Mu's name away, the chance became fifty percent, and he turned the dial again.

- Whoa.

The pointer of the turntable kept crossing the names of Nangong Huaitian and Xuanyuan Shennian, and everyone who watched it was extremely nervous, and Nangong Maoguan even began to subconsciously clench his fists, not wanting Nangong to meet Xu Mu.

There are two reasons, the first is naturally because I hope that Nangong will have a bye, which will have a great advantage, and the second is because Xu Mu's strength is too strong, whether it is him or the people of the Xuanyuan clan, they dare not guarantee that they can win.

In the direction of the Xuanyuan clan, a few monks sat here, and at this time, they were also staring at the turntable in the air with serious expressions.

Obviously, even the Xuanyuan clan, who claimed to have the supreme inheritance of the previous generation and dominated the Holy City of Shenzhou, did not want Xuanyuan Shennian to face Xu Mu.

This scene was seen by Zhou Yuan, the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he couldn't help but chuckle, and said lightly: "Xuanyuan Shennian, who considers himself an empress, claims to have royal bloodline that is more noble than my Zhou family, and at this time he is also starting to be afraid." ”

Beside Zhou Yuan, Yuan Pu, the national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty, heard this, and asked calmly: "With that Xu Mu's strength, it is true that whoever fights him will not have a chance of winning, including Zuo Mingqiu." ”

When Zhou Yuan heard this, he chuckled and asked, "Including me?" ”

Yuan Pu said calmly: "Among them, naturally excluding the third prince, if he faces you, it is naturally impossible to win." ”

When Zhou Yuan heard this, he said with a smile: "You can't talk too much, I estimate that I am between him and May, of course, June Fourth is also possible." ”

"But before the battle, who knows."

Yuan Pu heard the words and did not speak.

Zhou Yuan kept smiling lightly, looking at the roulette wheel in the space, he also wanted to see who was going to fight Xu Mu, and the remaining two, if they burst out with hidden strength, could they force out some of Xu Mu's hole cards, so that he could feast his eyes?

As time passed little by little, the speed of the turntable in the space became slower and slower, until finally, when the pointer was slowly passing over Xuanyuan Shennian and falling to Nangong Huaitian's name, moving forward more slowly, the old men of the Xuanyuan clan, including Xuanyuan Shennian himself in the Yaochi Wonderland, all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Seeing this, Nangong Maoguan's face turned pale in an instant, and he didn't dare to imagine what Nangong Huaitian would face after returning to the family if his own young lady lost this battle.

In the Yaochi Wonderland, Nangong Huaitian saw the movement of the pointer, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, but then Nangong's beautiful face bloomed with a pear blossom-like smile:

"I won't choose to be merciful because of your previous help, and the hole cards prepared for Xuanyuan Shennian seem to be used on you, be careful."

Xu Mu looked at Nangong, at the beautiful but slightly haggard face, the white dress, like a small flower swaying in the wind, and suddenly his heart trembled, so he began to be silent.

Seeing this, Nangong didn't speak again, just quietly waited for the judge to announce the results of this round of battles.

But at this moment, something happened that happened.

I saw that the pointer of the roulette wheel, after pointing to the name area of Nangong Huaitian, was still moving slowly, as if there was some push in the dark to help it move, so slowly, slowly walked to the boundary of Nangong Huaitian's name.

"There is a turnaround!"

At this time, a monk exclaimed, and the monks of various tribes, who had thought that they had already reached a conclusion, instantly became nervous again.

They looked at the roulette wheel in mid-air, watching it move and turn a little bit, the direction the pointer pointed, and it was also a little bit out of Nangong Huaitian's name area, the speed was slow, and it was almost invisible to the naked eye, but it really didn't stop completely.

Since it didn't stop, the pointer finally left Nangong Huaitian's name.

All the monks who noticed this, admiring Nangong Huaitian, were relieved, while those old cultivators of the Xuanyuan clan began to not calm down.

But soon, they found that the turntable had stopped.

At this time, the pointer had just left Nangong Huaitian's name, and he hadn't had time to touch the area where Xuanyuan Shen read those four words.

It's stuck in the middle.

Nangong was stunned, Xuanyuan was stunned, everyone in the world was stunned, and even Xu Mu's jaw almost fell to the ground.

Because they know that the least likely scenario has happened.

In this round, Xu Mu's opponent is not Nangong Huaitian, nor Xuanyuan Shennian, let alone himself, but air.

How do people and air fight?

Xu Mu smacked his lips and shrugged helplessly.

"I'm still wondering who was so lucky to have a bye."

"It turns out that it's me."

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