Xuantian's sword scabbard was against Fan Hong's heart, if Xuantian had an unsheathed sword in his hand, this sword was enough to pierce Fan Hong's heart, and it would kill him with one blow.

Fan Hong admitted defeat, Xuantian took back the sword, hugged the sword and said, "Senior Brother Fan Hong, I have conceded." ”

Fan Hong sighed, came back to his senses in his eyes, and said: "Senior Brother Huang Tian, your swordsmanship is unpredictable, your sword skills are weird, among the entire outer disciples, I have only seen it from the hands ......of the demon sword Li Yichang, with your strength, there is definitely hope to enter the top ten, and the demon sword Li Yichang will compete with you, I will lose in your hands, I will not be wronged, I will not be wronged!"

After saying that, the gloomy look on Fan Hong's face disappeared, and he jumped down directly and left the ring.

The disciples under the ring were shocked again.

Every time Xuantian stabbed out a sword, he forced Fan Hong [Chapter 031] to retreat two steps, and with only fifteen swords, Fan Hong was forced to retreat from the center of the ring to the edge of the ring.

The sixteenth sword, Fan Hong had no way to retreat, and blocked Xuantian's sword, but as a result, he was stabbed in the center by Xuantian's sword and defeated by Xuantian's men.

The disciples of the Martial Dao Realm Tenfold, the entire outer sect, there are only 32 people, and each of them is a giant among the outer disciples, and their strength is extraordinary, and they are the existence that other outer disciples look up to.

However, only sixteen swords were defeated by Xuantian's hands, and Xuantian's sword was not yet unsheathed, and only about half of its strength was used!

With such a result, how can the disciples not be shocked in their hearts?

Half of the strength, this is just the guess of the disciples, Xuantian's whole person is like an abyss, how much strength he really shows, others can't see it, only he knows it.

Not only the ordinary outer disciples, but also the elite disciples who had been cultivated in the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels, and even the giant disciples who had been cultivated in the tenth level, all had shocked expressions on their faces, and their eyes were incredulous.

Fan Hong, who was defeated, did not have the slightest sense of decadence, nor did he have the slightest resentment, it can be seen that in this battle, he was convinced of Xuantian's defeat, and he did not feel ashamed.

Because, a giant disciple with the same strength as him, when he encounters [Chapter 031] Xuantian who is overwhelmed (above), he will only have the same fate, not because his Fan Hong's strength is too low, but because Xuantian's strength is too high.

Distance!

Zhang Long's eyes showed a light of excitement, and his fighting spirit rushed into the sky, and he silently said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's getting more and more interesting, this kid really has some ability, Huang Tian, you can stay up for two more rounds, and finally fall into my hands, let me finish you with my own hands." ”

Bai Zhanhe, with surprise in his eyes, looked at Xuantian from a distance, and said in his heart: "This kid has really refined the innate skills, this is the most difficult exercise among all the Yellow Order exercises, back then, Senior Brother Chu Feng cultivated for a period of time, and gave up, could it be that our Heavenly Sword Sect is going to appear after Ancestor Ling, the fourth genius who cultivates in the Martial Dao Realm to the Dacheng realm?" It's a pity that he is almost fifteen years old, and his cultivation is eightfold in the Martial Dao Realm, and he is even 108,000 miles behind Senior Brother Chu Feng, which is even more distant than Ancestor Ling, but he can cultivate to the innate skill, what a freak. ”

Yang Dingjun looked at Xuantian from a distance, his face was gloomy, and there seemed to be anger in his eyes, beside him, there were many elite disciples of the nine-fold cultivation, and even, there were even giant-level disciples of the ten-fold cultivation.

Yang Dingjun said to several giant-level disciples beside him: "In the fifth round, you must draw Huang Tian for me, whoever touches him, give me a hard beating, don't be afraid of hurting him, no matter how injured he is, I will take care of you, beat him to a cripple, break his dog legs, and break all the bones in his body!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Yang. Six or seven giant-level disciples nodded.

Yang Dingjun gritted his teeth, clenched his fists so loudly, and said coldly: "It's better to be drawn by me soon, I will torture him to death in front of everyone!"

On a mountain peak opposite the peak where the outer gate square is located, a thatched pavilion is built in the direction directly opposite the square, and from the thatched pavilion, you can see the outer gate square of the opposite peak from afar.

In the thatched pavilion, there sat a girl about fifteen years old, and an old man with a white beard and white hair.

The eyes of both of them were on the opposite peak, above the outer gate square.

This girl has slender legs, her skin is as white as jade, and her face is delicate and perfect, she is none other than Ling Xingyue, the inner disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect that Xuantian met in the Yin Wind Mountain Range.

"Grandpa, how about this Huang Tian? He is only the eightfold cultivator of the Martial Dao Realm, and he has the strength to defeat the tenfold martial artist, although the disciple of the tenfold cultivation is not too high, but for the eightfold martial artist of the Martial Dao Realm, it is also like a peak that can only be looked upon, Huang Tian can cross two realms to defeat him, such a genius, even among the inner disciples, is rare. ”

Ling Xingyue's gaze retracted from the square on the opposite mountain peak and landed on the old man opposite.

The white-haired old man raised his right hand, touched his beard, and said, "Xingyue, how much strength did you say he used?"

Ling Xingyue said: "He hasn't even unsheathed his sword, he should have used fifty percent of his strength, at least forty percent!"

The white-haired old man shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

Ling Xingyue exclaimed, "Grandpa, is it possible that Huang Tian's strength is so strong, he only uses thirty percent of his strength?"

The white-haired old man said: "I'm afraid I haven't even used it." ”

"How is that possible!"

Ling Xingyue exclaimed, "Even thirty percent didn't need it, so wouldn't he have the strength to compete with several of the top disciples in the Ten Folds Cultivators?"

The white-haired old man nodded and said, "Xingyue, did he really instinctively use the Absolute Shadow Sword Technique at the moment of death? instead of slowly comprehending the Absolute Shadow Sword Technique and integrating it?"

Ling Xingyue nodded and said, "Hmm!"

In the depths of the white-haired old man's eyes, there was a faint look of doubt.

Ling Xingyue said: "Grandpa, Huang Tian saved my life, he has good potential, can he be used as a key training object?"

The white-haired old man said: "The real eagle should fly in the vast sky, the flowers in the greenhouse, after all, it is difficult to adapt to the wind and rain, this son is not an ordinary person, he has his own way to go, do not interfere with him, maybe than the arranged road, go further." ”

Ling Xingyue's eyes were slightly shocked, it was the first time he had heard his grandfather praise a person like this, even Chu Feng, the first disciple of the inner gate, was known as the immortal genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect that was rare in a hundred years, and his grandfather's evaluation was only a good sentence, compared to Xuantian's evaluation, it was far from it.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xingyue's mouth, and she said in her heart: Huang Tian, you really gave me a long face and recommended you to my grandfather, and it was really right.

Ling Xingyue said: "Grandpa, since Xuantian has the strength to compete with those top disciples among the outer disciples, if they meet in advance, wouldn't someone have to be eliminated in advance, and they won't even be able to enter the top ten?"

The white-haired old man touched his beard and said, "I will let him fight with disciples who are getting higher and higher, and in each round of the competition, he will encounter opponents who are stronger than the previous round, so that he can gradually reveal his strength." ”

After saying that, a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind the white-haired old man, this pair of wings was completely condensed by true qi, into a translucent state, ten zhang long, he pulled Ling Xingyue with one hand, and with a flap of his true qi wings, he instantly rose to the sky, flew towards the inner peak of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and soon disappeared.

After Xuantian defeated Fan Hong, he soon left the ring and left the square, the fourth round was 127 into 64, and after the end, the 65th-127th place had to be decided, and the fifth round would not start until tomorrow.

The fifth round is 64 into 32, almost every game, there are ten giant-level disciples who have cultivated for the competition to participate in the competition, and the competition starts from the fifth round, which can be regarded as entering the ** period.

On the platform in front of the square, more than ten outer door hall masters are sitting together.

From left to right, the first and second churches are in order...... The master of the tenth church.

The eyes of the hall master of the third hall were withdrawn from Xuantian who left the square, and said: "Our third hall has produced a genius this year, only the eightfold cultivation of the martial arts realm, but there is hope to enter the top ten, our third hall not only has Gu Xiyuan, but also a yellow sky, hehe, in this year's ranking competition, the third hall will occupy at least two positions." ”

The sixth hall master frowned slightly, and said, "That's not necessarily, Huang Tiancai's eightfold cultivation in the martial arts realm, do you really think he can enter the top ten?

Fan Hong was a disciple of the sixth hall, and he was defeated by Xuantian, and the sixth hall master was full of depression.

The seventh hall master and the sixth hall master had a very good relationship, and said: "If the fifth round of Huang Tian is Bai Zhanhe and Yang Dingjun...... When a few of the top disciples in the ten-fold cultivation are drawn, they will be eliminated in the fifth round, and they won't even be able to enter the top thirty-two. ”

The third hall master's face was stunned, and then he laughed again, and said, "There are so many people competing, how easy it is for them to draw Huang Tian, I believe that Huang Tian will definitely rush into the top ten." ”

The sixth hall master said, "Hmph! That's not necessarily!"

At this moment, a carrier pigeon flew into the balcony and landed in the hands of the first hall master.

The first hall master took a note from the pigeon's foot, opened it, his face was slightly shocked, and said: "You don't have to fight, the sect master has already passed the word, arrange the opponent for Huang Tian, and in each round of the competition, the opponent's strength gradually increases." ”

The other nine hall masters were all taken aback, and they all exclaimed: "The outer sect disciple ranking competition, the inner sect has never paid attention to it, what kind of person is this Huang Tian, how can it attract the attention of the sect master?"

Several people looked at each other and looked at the first hall master in unison.

The first hall master shrugged his shoulders, looked confused, shrugged his shoulders and said: "I don't know, this yellow sky has been obscure, and it has never been revealed, and the sect master will pay attention to him, I am also very strange!"

......

The next day, the outer disciples ranked in the Great Cold, and the fifth round began.

Yang Dingtian really wanted to draw Xuantian's number, so he beat Xuantian early, and his heart was comfortable, but unfortunately, he drew a disciple of the nine-fold cultivation with the number 51.

Du Wenke is a giant-level disciple under Yang Dingtian, whose strength is second only to Liang Chong, he remembered Yang Dingtian's instructions in his heart, and wanted to draw Xuantian as soon as possible and teach Xuantian a hard lesson for Yang Dingtian.

Du Wenke grabbed the box and grabbed a token, the number was 62, which made Du Wenke feel a pity in his heart and did not draw Xuantian.

Elder Han pulled the token from Du Wenke's hand and said loudly: "Fifth round, 11th game, No. 11 Du Wenke, against No. 467 Huang Tian, No. 3 ring." ”

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