"We lost!" After a faint sigh, Baili Huchen stood up and prepared to leave, and many other disciples were also extremely lonely and lost.

Bang!

The Baili Meteor in the ring picked up the meteor hammer again and smashed it into the chest of the disciple next to him, "Look if you die!"

The latter spurted blood and flew out, he fell to the bottom of the ring, half-kneeling on the ground, his face pale, and everyone did not dare to approach, and they were also worried that he would be like Baili Le Cheng before.

"The one who is about to die," Baili Meteor laughed, his eyes contemptuous and the four words that came out of his mouth were extremely contemptuous.

In his opinion, even if he was lucky enough not to die the first time, this time he would definitely die, but he hadn't taken two steps before he suddenly frowned, and then looked back suddenly.

The disciple on the side actually stood up, but his face was so ugly that he didn't say a word, and it was not more than he spurted out a mouthful of blood and then fainted.

Baili Meteor was shocked, he never thought that a disciple who was lower than himself could actually be hammered by the Meteor Hammer twice in a row in his hands.

Many direct disciples were also dumbfounded, "Baili Meteor, how did you fight, you can't clean up such a kid!"

"That's it, Baili Meteor, are you this guy intentional!"

Many of them were furious, but only Baili Meteor knew that he had done his best, but he was as indestructible as wearing a piece of armor.

This scene also surprised those family elders, and the Baili Night Ghost also felt incredible, but Baili Void smiled and said: "Why should my father be displeased because of this, there is only one disciple of the third order of the Emperor Realm next to them, and he is not our opponent at all!"

"Hurry up and deal with him, I have prepared a big gift for all the families here!" he raised his hand and laughed.

Baili Void nodded immediately, and the referee below also announced the start of the next round, and the battle between direct disciples and direct disciples was very boring and even drowsy.

At the beginning of dusk, night fell, the torches were directly lit, and the originally somewhat dim and yellow martial arts arena was suddenly illuminated by the brazier, and the lights were bright.

In the last game of the first round of the finals, Baili Xifeng fought against Baili Huoyao, his clothes were torn off, his muscles had been divided, his fist was as hard as steel, his thick eyebrows and big eyes were extremely strong, and the whole person stood in place like a hill.

With a bang, he stepped the ring and glared at the hundred miles of west wind below, he stretched out his middle finger and said extremely provocatively: "Boy, you are the last, let grandpa clean you up!"

When the words fell, they laughed wildly, those direct disciples were also like dogs, and there were few side disciples, and they didn't feel pain when they heard these words, and they seemed to be numb.

Baili Qingyun glanced at Baili Xifeng, and the latter smiled back, I don't know why he saw full confidence in this smile, "That look!" he wanted to say and stopped.

"It's him!"

He shook his head vigorously and tried to recall the moment when he was rescued in the ring before, he and Lin Ming glanced at each other, and that eye was exactly the same as him!

"It's really him! He's not one of our side disciples, and the name of Baili Xifeng is also unfamiliar!" he realized that he had made a big mistake.

But it's too late to say anything now, since he chose to save himself, it seems that he has no intention of the side disciple, as long as he doesn't move, the side disciple Baili family is already very strange to him.

When he looked over again, Baili Xifeng had already jumped up, and finally landed firmly on the ring, and with a buzz, the formation around the ring suddenly opened, separating the inside and outside.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that most of the battles at this level will be one-sided, and there is no need to open the defensive formation at all, and the reason for this is well known to everyone.

Those direct disciples raised their eyebrows proudly below, shouting like a demon and cold and bloodthirsty, while the side disciples were slightly sluggish.

"From now on, a hundred miles of west wind is Lin Ming!Lin Ming is a hundred miles of west wind!" Lin Ming licked the corners of his lips and then straightened his chest, his slender body stood straight, and his majestic and upright figure was also favored by many female disciples.

Lian'er watched Lin Ming clasp her hands together again, her red lips slightly opened her mind, and Xiao Hei also jumped on her fragrant shoulders and looked down quietly.

Ryan touched his nostrils and clenched his fists: "Boss Lin will definitely win!"

The other families are also very happy to watch, this is another game of trapped beasts, and this beast naturally refers to Lin Ming, although the difference in strength is very large, but there will be no shortage of exciting places.

As long as it is a bloody game, they are all keen on, and the Baili Night Ghost is also full of lightness, and Baili Void is even more disdainful.

A battle of this level is definitely a hundred miles of fire, there is no doubt about it!

"Come on, boy!" Baili Huo is really hot-tempered, and he has already come over before the referee says that the game has officially started.

Many people can't help but be frightened when they see this scene, such a big and three rough guy with a hot and strong personality will be scared to pee their pants when anyone walks towards him.

However, what he met today was Lin Ming, Lin Ming who was disguised as a hundred miles of the west, although the hundred miles of fire was now the strength of the seventh order of the Emperor Realm, he still had full confidence that he could kill him.

He bowed and then stepped forward, "The referee hasn't announced the start, why are you in a hurry?

"What are you talking about!

Baili Huoliao glared at the two bull's eyes and scolded angrily, that look seemed to swallow Lin Ming alive, I don't know when Baili Void came to the stage and said: "Anyway, it's a matter of dying early and dying late, Huoliao, you might as well wait a little longer, anyway, so many families are watching, don't violate the rules,"

Huo Liao nodded and glared at Lin Ming, but the latter smiled back, "You laugh! Soon you won't be able to laugh!"

"Then wait and see!" Lin Ming was deliberately angry, and he didn't forget to make a contemptuous gesture at him again.

Baili Huojiao was completely enraged, and he shouted and wanted to take a step but still pressed down.

However, with the referee's order, he pounced like a beast that had broken free from his chains, and he didn't even draw out his aura and raised his fist to pick it up.

The strength of this punch can almost be calculated with the naked eye, and it is not much weaker than the first-class star hammer of the hundred-mile meteor, "Suffer death, boy! Aren't you crazy?"

Lin Ming did not underestimate the enemy, but his face turned pale, and with a wave of the Golden Crow Divine Sword with one hand, it slowly condensed in front of him, and the golden light gathered infinitely towards the center.