The disciples of the Treasure Weapon Sect who fought with Xia Yuxuan had the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, urging two flying swords.

At the beginning of the battle, the two sides fought evenly on top and bottom, but soon, Xia Yuxuan's sword mastery was firmly suppressed by the opponent.

As long as you play steadily, there is no suspense in this game.

The sword path of the Spirit Sword Sect, looking at the entire Yunzhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, is an upper-level method, Xia Yuxuan, a true inheritance with excellent talent, has been focused on cultivating, and has already cultivated into a peerless one.

Don't look at the Baifeng Conference, you can't fight the Daozi, but if you change to other peers, it will be difficult to meet opponents.

After all, he used to be the top three masters of the Baifeng Conference, and his own strength was strong enough.

After fighting for a while, Xia Yuxuan felt that he had mastered the other party's means, and no longer hesitated, he directly used the sword formation to trap the other party with four flying swords.

I thought that the power of the sword array was enough to win, but unexpectedly, the disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect suddenly burst into aura, and rushed to the front in a few steps.

Being close to an opponent is not normal.

Most of the monks will keep a certain distance, and they will fight with flying swords and magic weapons, not martial arts.

Xia Yuxuan's heart suddenly jumped, and he had a bad premonition.

She quickly pinched the sword technique to form a sword formation to encircle and kill, and at the same time urged a heavy shield magic weapon to protect the body.

Just after doing all this, one hand grabbed the heavy shield and leaned over it.

Xia Yuxuan didn't need to look too much, he could judge from his sense of hearing that the opponent had fallen into the sword formation and strangled, even if he didn't die, he would definitely be hit hard, and it was useless to stretch out a hand.

But the next moment, the hand in front of her suddenly swelled and exploded directly!

In the muffled sound, accompanied by Xia Yuxuan's wail.

The sword qi in the ring dissipated, and the disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect fell to the ground in tatters.

Xia Yuxuan was swept out of the ring by the explosive aura, half of his face was affected, his flesh and blood were blurred, his right eye was shattered, and he was seriously injured.

Chen Ci personally took Xia Yuxuan back to the team, and after a brief look, his heart sank.

People are almost useless!

Head wounds, the most deadly!

After pouring a few elixirs into Xia Yuxuan, Chen ordered the other disciples to take care of them, and his face became extremely ugly.

Accidents happen too quickly.

Many of the foundation building disciples and onlookers didn't even see how Xia Yuxuan was injured. ap.

But the eyesight of these elders can be seen clearly.

The disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect detonated his own cultivation and used the means of ending up together!

Foundation building cultivators, once they reverse the meridians, they can indeed burst out with strong power, but the self-explosion of the disciples of the Treasure Weapon Sect is obviously different from ordinary people.

Powerful as a spell blast!

"Yin Yang Gu ......"

Yun Que witnessed the tragic situation in the ring and whispered his guess.

The male disciple of the Treasure Weapon Sect is very likely to have been hit by the Yang Gu, which is almost as powerful as the perennial self-detonation!

On the side of the Spirit Sword Sect, the faces of the elders from all walks of life became not very good-looking.

Although it was too expensive to rescue the two kidnapped disciples, the price was too great.

Xia Yuxuan's true inheritance, which had a great hope of rushing into the Yudan, was more precious than the three hundred disciples who were kidnapped.

In this round of ring battles, the Spirit Sword Sect suffered a blood loss!

Some of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who were ready to take the stage became apprehensive in their hearts at this time.

It's not terrible to meet a strong enemy.

I'm afraid of meeting an opponent who is good at ending up together!

The disciples who were abducted also changed from full of confidence before to suffering from gains and losses, and were panicked.

On a high platform.

The corner of General Long's mouth provoked a sneer, and he randomly clicked three times towards the three hundred hostages, and immediately three disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect were escorted into the ring.

Looking at the posture, it is not a release, and the monks who escorted the three people are all carrying a bright ghost head knife in their hands.

The three Spirit Sword Sect disciples were terrified and wailed all the way.

"Our sect didn't lose! You can't kill us!"

"Draw! There is no winner in this game, it's a draw!"

"Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"

The three of them were pressed and knelt in the ring, facing the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect, as if they were about to be beheaded.

Chen Ci frowned and said, "It's just a draw, don't you talk about your credibility and start killing people casually!"

General Long said with a smile: "There is only a victory and defeat, there is no draw, if there is a draw, your Spirit Sword Sect will lose, kill three people in a row, and do it."

With a single move, the three ghost-headed knives fell together.

Click!!

The bones were sluggish, and three human heads rolled off the stage.

Three headless corpses fell in the ring.

The tragic sight of the head falling to the ground made the elders and disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect surprised and shocked, and then became angry.

Fang Yuzhu, who was in a juvenile state, shouted angrily:

"In the ring, there is no reason to lose if there is a draw! Even if we lose, we should only kill one person, and you actually killed three people in a row!"

General Long was as steady as usual, his fingers tapped on the armrest, and he said neatly:

"This general's head, the rules, set by me, if you want to die less, your Spirit Sword Sect had better send stronger disciples, the kung fu of the three-legged cat, don't come to sacrifice ugliness."

Xia Yuxuan, who was one of the best among the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, said that he was a three-legged cat kung fu, and humiliated the Spirit Sword Sect in such a grand manner, so that the elders were angry and helpless.

Who can say that the same end is not a kind of tactics.

It is foreseeable that the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who will appear next will definitely be timid, and the victory rate will plummet.

For General Long's rampantness, Fang Yuzhu was furious, and beckoned behind him:

"Yi Zhen! Go kill three times in a row, kill three people in a row!"

Yi Zhen bowed down to receive the order and jumped into the ring with a magic weapon in his hand.

Picking up the fight, Yi Zhen has never been afraid, this time with the magic weapon in hand, he is more confident.

As long as he doesn't encounter perverted players like Yun Que or Daozi, Yi Zhen is sure to defeat most of the monks of the same rank.

Seeing Yi Zhen on stage, the faces of the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect softened a little.

After all, he is the top ten true disciple of the Hundred Peaks Conference, and on the premise of preparation, even if the opponent will blow himself up, there is a great probability of winning three games in a row.

Among the kidnapped disciples, many recognized Yi Zhen, and some shouted.

"Senior Brother Yi must win! If we win, we will survive!"

"Don't lose! Please!"

Yi Zhen stood in the ring, with mixed feelings in his heart, not a taste.

He's been through many fights, and he's never been so nervous.

Because when you get in the ring, you have to bear the life of a fellow disciple!

"Yi, you must do your best!"

Yi Zhen arched his hand towards the kidnapped disciples, his gaze determined.

His first opponent, from the Heavenly Gu Sect, was a strange man who was covered in a robe and even covered his head and face, and he had the same late-stage foundation building cultivation as him.

You can vaguely see strange insects crawling around the neckline and cuffs of the other party.

Yi Zhen took a deep breath, directly displayed his strongest swordsmanship, and attacked the opponent without reservation.

As soon as they first met, they fell into a dangerous battle in the ring.

The disciples of the Heavenly Gu Sect did not use magic weapons, but instead urged hundreds of strange insects to fight with Yi Zhen.

People's eyes are drawn.

Only Yun Que was missing, and a chill was flashing in his eyes.

The direction that Yun Que looked at was the three hundred disciples who had been held hostage.

The three people who died just now were not counted from the first row, but were randomly selected by General Nalong, one of whom was adjacent to Mu Qingyao.

If General Long's finger was a little off just now, it would be Mu Qingyao who was put on the ring.

"Head-to-head ......"

Yun Que's heart was full of murderous intent, he looked at the armored Dragon General on the high platform, and whispered:

"Since you want to play, then I'll give you a good time!"