As the first challenger of Dabi, Wang Yunlong undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention, Wang Pingyi flew back to the high platform in order to avoid suspicion, and then appointed a white-robed disciple of Tiangangmen to judge.

"Xiao Ke, Wang Longyun, a disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect, wants to ask Senior Brother Han for a few tricks. Wang Yunlong jumped forward, jumped into the ring of No. 5, and said with his hand.

"Senior Brother Wang, be careful, the sword in the ring has no eyes, in case it hurts you by mistake, don't say that Brother Wei didn't remind you. Han Yunxiao said with a gloomy face.

There are a total of ten rings in the big competition, Han Yunxiao's ring is just in the middle, but Wang Yunlong chose the fifth ring, doesn't he regard him as the weakest, Han Yunxiao will naturally not feel comfortable in his heart.

Seeing that Han Yunxiao's face was not good-looking, Wang Yunlong could also guess the other party's thoughts, but Wang Yunlong didn't plan to explain anything, because since Wang Yunlong stepped into the ring, he was already destined to offend the other party, so why bother saying something useless.

At this moment, a white-robed female disciple of Tiangangmen walked to the No. 5 ring, this woman was petite and pretty, and said lightly to the two people:

"Two junior brothers, this game is judged by me, I hope that the two of you will value harmony and point to the end. ”

After hearing this woman's words, Han Yunxiao arched his hand and said, "There is Senior Sister Lao Liu Yun." ”

Wang Yunlong didn't know this woman, but after hearing Han Yunxiao's name for her, he also said, "I've seen Senior Sister Liu." ”

"The two junior disciples don't need to be polite, if the two of you are ready, you can have a competition. Liu Yun nodded slightly at the two of them, and then retreated to the edge of the ring. Road.

"Senior Brother Han. Please. Wang Yunlong shouted. Then he took out the treasure knife on his waist, and with vigorous footwork, he ran towards Han Yunxiao on the opposite side.

"Hmph. Han Yunxiao snorted coldly, and also drew out the long sword in his hand and attacked Wang Yunlong.

Wang Yunlong's knife technique opened and closed widely, although the speed of the knife technique was not very fast, but the force of the attack was very light, and the angle of the attack was also very tricky. made Han Yunxiao couldn't help but show a dignified look.

Different from Wang Yunlong's sword technique, Han Yunxiao's swordsmanship is very elegant, and the speed of the sword is very fast, plus the ghost is always good at footwork, it can be said that he wins with speed.

Han Yunxiao stepped on the phantom footwork under his feet, and his speed was like a ghost, making it difficult for people to catch his figure, and the long sword in his hand was even more fluid, as fast as lightning.

Han Yunxiao relied on his flexible body technique and suddenly rushed to Wang Yunlong's side. The long sword held in his right hand stabbed towards Wang Yunlong's left chest. The angle of the attack is very tricky.

The treasure knife in Wang Yunlong's hand seemed to be slow and urgent, his right hand shook, and the treasure knife was raised, carrying a huge force to slash at the long sword obliquely, bringing a sound of breaking the air.

With a "bang ......", the sword and the long sword collided together, making a crisp sound.

Han Yunxiao originally thought that with his speed, he could suppress Wang Yunlong, but Wang Yunlong's sword technique was also very fast, and the power of the sword technique was very great, far surpassing his long sword.

After the collision between the sword and the long sword, the long sword in Han Yunxiao's hand almost got out of his hand, and there was a solemn look on his face, and he also paid more attention to Wang Yunlong.

"Eat me. After Wang Yunlong used the treasure knife to block the long sword, the treasure knife turned sideways and slashed towards Han Yunxiao's chest.

Han Yunxiao hurriedly moved the long sword sideways and blocked it in front of him, but Wang Yunlong was still fearless, the long knife continued to slash forward, and suddenly, the sword hit the top of the long sword.

Han Yunxiao's long sword was not as powerful as the other party, and with the hasty battle just now, it was naturally not enough to resist the huge power of the treasure sword, and the treasure sword pressed the long sword and hit Han Yunxiao's chest.

With a "......bang", Han Yunxiao spat blood and took a few steps back.

"Okay, Senior Brother Wang is doing well. ”

"It's so powerful, it's worthy of being the best disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect. The crowd under the ring shouted.

Many of these people also want to challenge the ring, but they are a little afraid of the masters in the ring, after all, the people who can be selected to defend are the best of each sect.

Wang Yunlong played an exemplary role, giving everyone the confidence to challenge to a certain extent, so everyone encouraged and applauded him, and at the same time, many people began to move.

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In the area where the Hundred Battles Gate is located, there is an extremely conspicuous figure that is tall, strong, and black, and it looks like a human-shaped iron tower from a distance, it is Tong Baisheng, a disciple of the Hundred Battles Gate.

Tong Baisheng looked at the competition in the No. 5 ring, with a look of envy on his face, and then patted the long stick on his back, showing a decisive look on his face.

Tong Baisheng is not a person who is willing to be lonely, he also wants to get a ranking in the competition, but he only has the cultivation of the eighth level of martial arts now, which is lower than the cultivation of anyone in the ring.

However, Tong Baisheng also has his advantages, that is, Tong Baisheng has cultivated the Diamond Sutra, and his physical strength is far stronger than that of disciples of the same level, and his strength is also even stronger.

Therefore, Tong Baisheng wants to try it and get a good ranking in the conference, and at the same time, Tong Baisheng is not greedy, as long as he can get to the top ten, he will be satisfied.

Tong Baisheng's big eyes looked at the ten guards, and finally put his eyes on Zhou Zhengqi in the No. 10 ring, and then strode towards the No. 10 ring.

"This senior brother, below is Tong Baisheng, a disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect, who wants to ask you for a lesson or two. Tong Baisheng bowed and said.

"Zhou Zhengqi. Zhou Zhengqi arched his hand and didn't say anything, just looked at Tong Baisheng coldly.

At this moment, a white-robed disciple from the Refining Sect walked over and said lightly to the two people: "Two junior disciples, I will be the referee in this round, you can compete." ”

"Thank you, brother. Tong Baisheng bowed his hand and said.

"Thank you. Zhou Zhengqi also responded and said.

Immediately, Tong Baisheng took off the long stick from behind his back, pulled a stick flower in the air, the tip of the long stick pointed directly at Zhou Zhengqi, and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, the little brother is about to make a move." ”

"Please. Zhou Zhengqi responded. Two twin swords were removed from the back. The two swords clash together. There was a crashing sound.

"Ah......" Tong Baisheng roared, as if he was cheering himself up, and suddenly picked up the iron rod and smashed it towards Zhou Zhengqi.

Because, Tong Baisheng has practiced the Diamond Sutra of Foreign Family Gong, so ** not only has great strength, but also the speed is faster than ordinary people, and the long stick is even split into the air with a burst of sound. slammed towards Zhou Zhengqi.

Seeing Tong Baisheng's attack so strong, Zhou Zhengqi showed a look of surprise, originally he saw that Tong Baisheng was a cultivator of the eighth layer of martial arts, and he was somewhat contemptuous of him, but now after seeing his attack, that contempt has long been gone.

Tong Baisheng's long stick arrived in a blink of an eye, smashing towards Zhou Zhengqi's head from top to bottom, and the attack range of the long stick was even farther, so that Zhou Zhengqi couldn't attack him at all.

Tong Baisheng's attack was very fierce. It was difficult for Zhou Zhengqi to dodge this blow, so he could only cross his two swords in front of him. Trying to block Tong Baisheng's powerful blow.

"Qiang ......" was another sound of steel striking, and Tong Baisheng's long stick directly smashed the double swords apart, shaking Zhou Zhengqi's arms.

Although Zhou Zhengqi's double swords could not resist the long stick, they bought Zhou Zhengqi some time, allowing Zhou Zhengqi to dodge in advance, so that he avoided this terrifying blow.

Zhou Zhengqi looked at Tong Baisheng with a solemn face, the contempt just now had long disappeared, but he had a trace of fear for Tong Baisheng in his heart.

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These two games attracted the attention of many people, including the Tianluo Sect Master and others on the high platform, and several people would also whisper a few words while watching.

"Senior Brother Wang, this Tong Baisheng's cultivation is only the eighth level of a martial artist, but his combat effectiveness is not to be underestimated. Zhou Qian showed a look of surprise and said.

"That is, otherwise this kid wouldn't have escaped the catastrophe of the Yuncheng Mine Cave. Wang Pingyi said with a smile.

Now the two battles in the square are both challenged by the disciples of the Hundred Battles Gate, and these two disciples have the upper hand, if these two disciples can win, then there will be four disciples in the Hundred Battles Gate who will enter the top ten, how can Wang Pingyi be unhappy.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Wang, it seems that our Ghost Shadow Gate has not offended your Hundred Battles Gate, do you need to target our Ghost Shadow Gate as soon as you come up?" Huang Yun frowned and asked in a cold voice.

"Senior Brother Huang, I don't understand what you mean. Wang Pingyi snorted coldly and said.

"What do you mean, there are a total of ten rings in the square, you two disciples of the Hundred Battles Sect don't challenge the disciples of other sects, why do both of you challenge the disciples of our Ghost Shadow Sect, isn't it clearly ugly for us?" Huang Yun said.

"Senior Brother Huang, you have wronged me, even if I am the master of the Hundred Battles Sect, I will not interfere with the opponent that the disciple chooses to challenge, and the sect is not a personal grudge, and the disciple of the Hundred Battles Sect of my sect is not stupid, so I naturally choose the weakest opponent to challenge. Wang Pingyi said.

"Senior Brother Wang, what do you mean by this, you are scolding us for being the weakest in the Ghost Shadow Sect!" Huang Yun said with an angry face.

"Senior Brother Huang misunderstood, I'm just talking about things. Wang Pingyi glanced at the other party and said without fear.

"Okay, don't fight between the two junior brothers, let's watch the big competition in the square. Seeing that the two of them were arguing more and more intensely, the Sect Master of Tianluo Sect spoke up to stop him.

"Yes, the match in the No. 5 ring seems to have a result. The master of the Miaodan Sect said.

As soon as Liu Qing's words came out, everyone naturally looked at the No. 5 ring, which was the ring where Wang Yunlong and Han Yunxiao were fighting, and the two were in full swing at this time, and they both had some injuries on their bodies.

However, it can be clearly seen from the ring that Wang Yunlong has firmly gained the upper hand, and it is only a matter of time before he wins the game, and Han Yunxiao can only barely parry, and he has no ability to fight back at all.

With a sound of "bang ......", a sword and a sword collided together again, and the treasure knife in Wang Yunlong's hand was powerful and powerful, directly blasting Han Yunxiao's long sword away.

The next moment, Wang Yunlong took a step forward again, and the sword looked horizontally at Han Yunxiao's chest, Han Yunxiao was powerless to resist at this time, and was directly slashed out of the ring by Wang Yunlong with the back of the knife. (To be continued......)