And the Black Phoenix Clan fighter in the fierce battle, at this time, his body suddenly flew up from the ground, coinciding with the black phoenix phantom that appeared, and then his long sword slashed a strange trajectory in the void.

At this time, everyone present vaguely heard the sound of a phoenix.

The fighters watching are puzzled one by one, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what kind of exercise this "Fengming Nine Slashes" is.

And the many demon clans present are not strangers, this is the secret method of the Black Phoenix Clan, I heard that only people with the blood of the Black Phoenix Clan can cultivate, and for a while everyone became curious about the identity of the old man in the black robe.

However, at this time, the black-robed old man didn't care about everyone's thoughts, he swung his long sword, and slashed at the middle-aged fighter seven times in a row amid the sound of phoenixes.

The broken Xuantie longsword blocked his first sword, and the defensive magic weapon blocked the next three sword attacks.

The fifth sword fell on the middle-aged fighter's body protection light film, directly shattering the light film, and the sixth sword middle-aged fighter wanted to dodge, but because the sword was too fast, he couldn't dodge and lost an arm.

Then, the moment he retreated, the seventh sword fell from the side, splitting his body diagonally into two pieces from right to left, and even Yuan Ying was also smashed, and the body fell to the table.

After the black-robed old man finished using the seven swords, the aura on his body also dropped a lot, and it is estimated that only the combat power of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant is left.

Luo Yan looked intently at the first seven swords he used, and had a general understanding in his heart, originally he was still waiting to see the last two slashes, but he didn't expect the fight to end.

With the use of the Black Phoenix Clan's fighter "Fengming Nine Slashes", another fighter with ten consecutive victories was born.

Looking at Gu Wen'an again, Zhengle couldn't close his mouth at this time, and looked at the other members of the demon clan on the stone steps with a victor's eye.

The next woman in an orange robe appeared on the test table, holding a pair of golden shackles.

This four-pointed eight-edged is like the sun and the moon overlapping, resembling antlers standing upright, the front and back are all blade tips, extremely sharp.

At the moon bow where the sun and the moon intersect, the tendons and skins of the demon beast are wound to form a handle, and the woman's pair of jade hands are tightly held on it, and the whole looks small and exquisite.

As soon as the woman stood firm, a tall red-robed old man jumped onto the test table and stabbed with a long sword.

The two fought together almost instantly.

The gold Yue in the hands of the orange-robed woman is cut and tied, and the body is hung and grabbed, wrapped and chopped, and the belt is slashed, sometimes the lion opens its mouth, sometimes the sea fishing for the moon, and sometimes the dragon turns over......

Her moves are skillful, her movements are as light as flowing water, and her delicate figure is sometimes jumping, sometimes flying sideways, and she is capable and elegant.

After more than thirty moves, the red-robed old man took out a cup-shaped spiritual treasure, emitted a blue light, and buckled it towards the orange-robed woman.

Seeing this, the woman immediately threw the hairnet holding her bun into the air, spinning and growing, forming a golden light curtain to block the fall of the blue light.

Then, she swiped her gold and slashed at the opponent's knee.

The red-robed old man felt the cold wind on his legs, and knew that he must have a weapon close to him, so he immediately turned his body sideways in the air.

Jin Yue smeared against his body protection film, and he was scared and cold, and the long sword in his hand instinctively knocked outward.

The Yue in the hand of the orange-robed woman was raised, and a jade girl sewing needle broke through the old man's body protection film and slashed through his wrist.

After the wrist of the red-robed old man was cut off, the long sword fell on the table with a large hand.

The old man screamed, his body swept backwards, and the cup in the air was unstable for a while, and he also fell.

Seeing this, the woman immediately emitted a white light, rolled it into her hand, forcibly erased the soul mark on it, and received it in the storage ring.

The old man in the red robe was extremely embarrassed, and was robbed of the magic weapon by others, what a great humiliation.

He picked up the sword with his other hand, spurted a mouthful of blood, and then pounced on the woman like a lion.

It's a pity that he was too angry, which caused his moves to be messy, and once again gave the orange-robed woman a chance to fight back.

She threw her arms forward, and the two pieces that left her hands turned into Qingluan, and flexibly drilled into the old man's light film, cutting the body inside.

A series of screams came from the stage, and the woman couldn't bear to see the old man suffer anymore, and finally directly broke his neck and ended his life.

In the next few battles, the orange-robed woman won relatively easily, until the ninth match, when a black-robed fighter with a spear came up.

After several struggles, the spear passed under the woman's ribs and struck out, tearing off almost half of her body.

With the provocation of the spear, the remaining body of the orange-robed woman collided with the black-robed fighter, and the double leap in her hand was inserted into the chest cavity of the black-robed fighter with a move of immortal guidance, shattering the inside, and killing the black-robed fighter in a defeat-losing way.

After that, the orange-robed woman herself lay on the test table, swallowed a moment of elixir, and waited for her body to recover.

The woman's final performance with the enemy shocked the fighters in the audience.

After more than ten breaths, everyone woke up from their panic, and an evil old man wanted to take advantage of the woman's injuries to seize the opportunity to fight, and hurriedly flew to the stage.

He had just halfway up his body when he was slashed from behind by the flying sword of a yellow-robed young fighter.

This sudden change made all the fighters suddenly lose their thoughts, and they looked at this fighter without knowing what to mean for a while.

The yellow-robed boy did not board the competition platform, he just stood on the ground closest to the table, holding a long sword in front of the fighters to prevent everyone from coming to the stage.

He was buying time for the orange-robed woman on stage to recover from her injuries.

The woman on the stage looked at him gratefully, and immediately took another pill to speed up her recovery.

The Demon Saint Qilin came to the front of the stage and said to the yellow-robed young man on the ground: "According to the rules of this game, fighters who have not been on the stage cannot shoot each other, you have violated the rules by doing so, and I have the right to make fun of your qualifications."

The yellow-robed young man said calmly: "I understand, I will give you a reasonable explanation within a hundred breaths." ”

After that, he stood there with his sword in hand.

Seeing that he had given the exact time, Qilin didn't say anything more, and stood in front of the stage and waited quietly.

The other fighters were not in a hurry when they saw the demon saint, and they didn't want to come out, and a few fighters who wanted to take the opportunity to kill the golden woman on the stage didn't dare to move when they heard the rules that the demon saint had just emphasized.

Ninety breaths later, the injury of the orange-robed woman on the stage had almost recovered, and as soon as she stood up, she saw the yellow-robed young man in the audience thrust a sword into her dantian, and then her body slowly fell.

Seeing all this, Qilin frowned, looked back at the woman on the stage, and asked, "Is the injury healed?"

The woman nodded tearfully.

The Kirin then waved behind him again, signaling the game to continue.

At this time, another old man flew onto the stage and killed the woman.

Luo Yan gave a thumbs up to the performance of the yellow-robed young man in the audience, quietly took away the spirit of the yellow-robed young man when everyone was not paying attention, and then walked close to him, quietly put away the corpse, and then retreated to the crowd to continue watching the competition on the stage.

At this time, the orange-robed woman's hairnet was emitting a golden light, trapping the old man who had just flown up in it, and striking left and right with her twin axes, breaking through the old man's protective light film, inserting it from both shoulders, and disemboweling it.

At this point, she finally became the first female fighter to achieve ten consecutive victories.

After she left the table, two more people jumped up at the same time and began a life-and-death struggle.

It can be said that every fight is so cruel, the ruthlessness of the human race is so obvious here, life and death are so insignificant, they did not die in the hands of the demon clan, but fell in the hands of their own people.

In the next dozen or so competitions, there was no winning streak, and some of the demon clan members watching on the steps were about to fall asleep.

It wasn't until the warrior of the Blood Pupil Lion Clan, the jasper-like woman of the small family, came to the stage that the competition was pushed to a climax again.

With the sharp blade in her hand, she killed nine opponents in one go, and in the tenth competition after that, she used the assassination stunt, and with the cooperation of the magic weapon, she killed the opponent again, and also won ten consecutive victories.

After more than a dozen competitions, the woman holding the seven-foot long silk yesterday has now won five consecutive victories after a fierce battle.

However, the price she paid was also very heavy, now she has many injuries on her body, her arms have been reborn twice, her clothes are a little untidy, and her white robe has broken several big holes, faintly revealing the spring light inside.

Her original light body and flowing movements can no longer be displayed at this moment, on the contrary, every move she uses now seems so difficult.

The sixth fighter to whom she fought was a curly-haired old man, who did not seem to be in a hurry to kill the woman in the white dress, but used the tip of his sword to pick the woman's clothes while speaking in light language.