The rhythm of the preliminary round is very tight, and every time a martial arts arena is finished, an elder will speak up and let the next group of martial artists take the stage.

Therefore, although there are as many as twenty-five martial arts platforms, the warriors do not need to pay much attention at all, they only need to remember their signature numbers, wait for the elders to read them, and come to the stage.

After Huangfu Zhentian and Bu Fengyan retreated, four warriors, divided into two groups, jumped onto the high platform and entered the martial arts platform.

After the sword salute, there was no superfluous nonsense, and he immediately drew his sword and struck.

Looking at this scene, Han Chen did not continue to comprehend the prohibition, but directly closed his eyes and waited quietly. His card number is seventy-four, and with his current pace, it will soon be his turn to play.

Five hundred martial artists, although they have all reached the half-step Sword King realm, in the small realm, there is still a distinction between high and low, and between the disciples of the sect and the scattered cultivators, the gap in terms of foundation is still indelible.

Therefore, although everyone seems to have a small gap in cultivation, it doesn't take long to really fight, most of them only need a few hundred moves to finish, and some even only need a hundred moves, and dozens of moves can be finished.

Just like the Mu Yunfeng of the Water Moon Cave Heaven, after only producing seventeen swords, he cultivated that opponent to the peak of the late stage of the half-step Sword King, and was only one line away from the consummation realm, and flew out of the martial arts arena and won directly.

For a time, it caused an uproar among many people.

Seventeen swords, defeating a half-step sword king who was only one line away from consummation, and looking at Mu Yunfeng's indifferent appearance, he obviously didn't exert all his strength.

Such strength. It's kind of scary.

Many people have even guessed that his true strength, like the nine people such as the Absolute Godless, has also reached the Sword King realm.

But this is just a guess after all, and no one dares to confirm it categorically.

However, there is no doubt about one thing, this Mu Yunfeng's strength is very strong, and he definitely has the hope of hitting the final top ten.

As for the top three, no one thought about it at all.

The absolute gods and others of the nine major sects are like nine huge peaks that want to surpass. It's just too hard.

Mu Yunfeng's stunning watch xiàn. pushed the atmosphere of this preliminary round to a big climax, even if he returned to his position, there was still a lot of attention. Throw it at him.

There are warriors who see the excitement. There are also those who have not yet made a move. But there are quite a few people. Indifferent, such as the nine people who have no god, such as a thousand mountains without a way, like a thorn without wind

But no matter what. The preliminary round is still going on unhurriedly.

Soon, the warriors on the No. 7 martial arts platform divided the winners and losers.

This time, it was a young swordsman who was a loose cultivator, and after fighting more than 300 moves, he suddenly broke out, slashing the disciple of the opponent's seventh-rank middle-level sect out of the martial arts platform and winning the victory.

However, looking at the pale face of the scattered cultivator, it was obvious that he was already at the end of the crossbow at this time, if he had just erupted and did not defeat the other party, he would have been defeated.

But apparently, he succeeded!

"Seventy-three, seventy-four, come to the stage!" The scattered cultivator retreated from the martial arts platform and returned to his seat, the elder of the Snake Emperor Sect took a step forward and said in a loud voice.

As soon as the voice of the elder of the Snake Emperor Sect fell, the martial artists on the No. 8 martial arts platform had already divided the winner and the loser, and the elder of the Northern Snow Mountain Villa immediately said in a loud voice.

"Seventy-five, seventy-six, come on stage!"

Hearing the voice, Han Chen opened his eyes, got up from his seat, jumped into the air, and then turned around, leaving an afterimage in the void, sweeping towards the No. 7 Martial Fighting Platform.

Whoosh

In the moment when Han Chen set off, three more sounds of breaking the sky sounded, and the other three martial artists also jumped towards the martial fighting platform.

Han Chen looked sideways, his eyebrows couldn't help but raise, among the three martial artists, two were dressed in uniform clothing, and the other was a loose cultivator.

Han Chen, the loose cultivator, didn't know him, but he looked quite old, about twenty-eight or nineteen years old. As for the other two people wearing uniform uniforms, they were obviously disciples of the same sect, and one of them was also an old acquaintance with Han Chen.

Netherworld Sect, Nie Wufeng!

His gaze swept over the latter, and a hint of coldness flashed in Han Chen's eyes. If the other party is really his opponent, then he will definitely not be polite.

Although the mortality rate of this third round of assessment is not as high as that of the second round of assessment, it is only relative.

In these nine sects, there is no point to the point that life must not be harmed.

Everyone participated in the Nine Sects Competition, just for the rich reward, and what did the other party have to do with themselves, they naturally tried their best. Moreover, when warriors fight, casualties are inevitable.

It's just that most of the martial artists who can go to this third round of assessment are people with some identity background, even those who are casual martial artists, they may not have one or two backers behind them.

Therefore, when everyone fights, they will still have some scruples, just to defeat their opponents. Only when forced to do so, will he use uncontrollable killing moves and kill the killer.

Han Chen and the Netherworld Sect had been dying endlessly as early as when he killed Lin Qinghan. In this case, naturally there is no need to worry about the forces behind the other party.

When Han Chen found out about Nie Wufeng, the latter had already seen him.

Just as Han Chen thought, when he learned that Lin Qinghan was killed, he had already murderous intentions towards Han Chen. In the Lost Secret Realm, because he wanted to keep the assessment jade card, he had no chance to make a move. When he was in Wuzhenlou, because there was absolutely no god appearing, he couldn't get his hands on it.

Now, no one can stop it, and he must let this kid taste the feeling of being cut off by a sword and a sword, and he is powerless and desperate to death.

Thinking of this, Nie Wufeng's face suddenly showed a hideous smile, but the next moment, when his gaze fell on Han Chen's body, his face suddenly froze.

On the No. 7 martial arts platform, Han Chen's body stretched out and landed steadily on the No. 7 martial arts platform.

Suddenly, his face became extremely difficult to look at, because his signed card number was seventy-five, and he was going to go to the No. 8 martial arts platform.

Seeing Han Chen coming to power, it was not only Nie Wufeng who changed color, but also the scattered martial artist, as well as Sun Feng, another person from the Netherworld Sect, whose complexion also changed suddenly.

The former is because, his signature number is seventy-six, and he is going to be on the No. 8 martial fighting platform, in other words, his opponent will be one of the two Nether Sect disciples.

And Sun Feng is because the opponent he is about to face is Han Chen, who had killed Lin Qinghan and other seventeen senior brothers in the Lost Secret Realm. (To be continued......)