After yesterday's battle, a total of twenty-four disciples stood out. This day is the last day of the big competition, and twenty-four disciples will draw lots for the absolute opponent to fight the elimination battle.

In the ring, twenty-four disciples stood energetically. Ye Xiao, the head of the sect, threw twelve glowing balls. There was a group of people in it, and the two people who caught the same word went to the ring in order. After a pause, he asked the twenty-four disciples, "Do you understand everything?"

"It's the master!" replied twenty-four disciples at the same time.

"Okay! Let's get started. After Ye Xiao finished speaking, he left the ring, leaving twenty-four disciples to grab the ball. Twenty-four disciples took action one after another, and they were quickly arrested.

After Lin Qiu grabbed a ball of light, the light on the surface disappeared, and he saw that Lin Qiu had a token in his hand, and the token was engraved with a big "Yin" character.

"Little junior brother, which group are you?" Bi Xuan asked Lin Qiu.

"Yin Group, third senior brother, are you?" Lin Qiu said.

"I'm a unitary group, so I'm glad I wasn't in a group with you. Bi Xuan smiled: "I don't know which group the senior brother and the second senior sister are?"

An Ning walked over and said, "I'm the ugly group." ”

"I'm the subgroup, the first group. Su Jie said.

"Ah, Senior Brother, you are in the first group, which unlucky guy was drawn to the same group as Senior Brother?" Bi Xuan said with a smile

"I don't know, I hope it's the night stars. Su Jie laughed.

"The subgroup stays, and the rest of the disciples leave immediately!"

There were two people left on the field, one was Su Jie, and the other was not the night star that Su Jie hoped for, it was Hu Qiu, the senior brother of Tongtian Sword Peak.

Hu Qiu was thin and tall, and his white shirt was flying in the wind, but a hideous scar on his face ruined his handsomeness. I heard that the scar was caused by Hu Qiu's soft hands during an experience, and it could have healed, but it remained on his face in order to alert himself.

"Senior Brother Su, please advise. Hu Qiu is very uncomfortable now, he would be so unlucky, he actually met Su Jie in the first elimination battle.

"Senior brother, please!" Su Jie didn't even take off the sword umbrella, and directly dealt with Hu Qiu empty-handed.

"Edgeworth to Heaven - Heavenly Sword Network!"

A huge sword net covered the entire ring, Su Jie stood very calmly under the sword net, Su Jie slowly raised his right hand, and pointed at the sword net above.

"Tongtian Sword Net! Blocked!" The entire sword net pounced directly on Su Jie.

"Three swords in one!"

Su Jie only completed the integration of the three swords in an instant, and the powerful sword qi instantly tore through the Tongtian Sword Net, and at the same time flew Hu Qiu's sword bullet out.

Hu Qiu was not surprised by this, and jumped up to catch his spiritual sword and then urged the spiritual power in his body. The spirit sword was full of aura and emitted dazzling light.

"Heavenly Sword Technique - One Sword to the Sky!"

"Sword to the sky!"

Su Jie's sword pointed at Hu Qiu's spirit sword, and there was a sudden silence all around. Suddenly, a small spot of light appeared between the sword finger and the spirit sword, and it was constantly getting bigger, and a bright light of "boom!" filled the ring in the formation. When the light dissipated, Su Jie and Hu Qiu stood calmly in the ring.

"Su Jie's kid's strength is getting stronger and stronger, there is no one in the same realm who is his opponent, and it is even difficult to defeat him who is even higher than him by a big realm, Hu Qiu, this kid has lost unjustly. Hu Qiu's master, Tongtian Sword Peak Peak Master Wang Feng, said to the elders next to him. Their younger generation of disciples may not have seen the results because of their lack of cultivation, but their older generation of masters can see it clearly.

"Xingchen, what do you think?" Ye Xiao asked to the night star next to him.

“......”

Ye Xiao naturally understood Ye Jie's silence that Su Jie's strength was too terrifying, completely beyond his supposed realm, and I am afraid that even some elders are no longer Su Jie's opponents.

"Shi Niang, who won?" Ye Zi said to Xiang Wu.

Xiang Wu rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you ask your master and ask me." ”

"Because you are our teacher. Ye Zi smiled, making Xiang Wu roll his eyes again.

"Senior Brother Su, I lost, I lost convincingly!" Hu Qiu put away the spirit sword and arched his hand.

"Senior brother agreed. Su Jie arched his hand.

After the two went down, the ugly group came to the stage, and An Ning's opponent was a senior sister named Qingling from the Ethereal Sword Peak. The two of them also stood in the ring in red dresses, and Qingling was also a famous beauty in Shushan, so this scene particularly attracted the attention of many disciples.

"Please advise Senior Sister Qingling. "An Ning owes himself.

Qingling also owed a body, and said to An Ning: "Senior sister An Ning is serious, but my sister told me that my sister is stronger than my sister." Although Qingling said this, her eyes were full of unconvinced.

At this time, Mu Ling in the stands looked at Xiang Wu and asked, "Do you really think that Qingling has no chance of winning?" Qingling is at the peak of the middle stage of distraction, and she is almost one step into the late stage of distraction, and An Ning is only in the early stage of distraction. ”

Xiang Wu leaned back in his chair and said lazily: "My disciple I don't know yet, An Ning, this kid has always been protected by his senior brother Su Jie, and he is usually not conspicuous, but his strength is not what it seems. ”

"Then I'd like to see what point my Ethereal Sword Peak disciple loses to your Broken Peak disciple. Mu Ling said angrily.

"Master, you have made Master angry. Ye Zi looked at Xiang Wu angrily on the side, after all, Xiang Wu not only expressed the meaning that the disciples of the Ethereal Sword Peak were not as good as the disciples of the Thousand Machine Sword Peak, but also made his master angry.

Xiang Wu shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, showing that everything was proved by facts.

At this time, the two women in the ring also began to fight. Qingling took the lead in drawing her sword, with light and elegant steps on her feet, as if peach blossoms were blooming under her feet. A sword stabbed out, bringing a gust of fresh wind.

However, it seems to be such an ordinary sword, but it has surprised many masters of the older generation. An Ning under this sword felt the horror of this sword, it seemed to be a plain sword, but it sealed the way of retreat.

An Ning didn't dare to be careless, and untied the sword flute, and the blade ejected. Since you can't retreat, go in. An Ning's wrist shook rapidly as he unleashed his sword, and a sword stab brought a hurricane-like roar.

"Ding!"

Qingqing's crisp sound made many disciples feel pain in their ears, and at the same time, a breeze with the fragrance of picking flowers blew out of the ring.

"Wow!

"The fragrance of this pick of flowers is really intoxicating!"

Many disciples exclaimed, trying to shrug their noses to inhale the peach blossom scented breeze.

In the ring, the two women were on par with each other, and at the same time played a sword flower, and the flower-like sword qi continued to collide and spread around the ring, and suddenly the surrounding ring continued to explode and leave flowers behind.

"Ethereal Sword Dance!"

After Qing Ling suddenly took a step back, the sword momentum changed, the sword path began to slow down, and her body moved with the sword, as if she was dancing.

An Ning saw Qing Ling retreat and boldly attacked, but was blocked back by Qing Ling's slow sword move. An Ning frowned and attacked again, but as soon as the sword and the sword came into contact, An Ning felt that the sword in his hand was out of control, and he suddenly came out of his hand.

Just when An Ning was still stunned, Qing Ling grabbed the body of the sword flute with one hand, and at the same time quickly stabbed An Ning with the other hand.

An Ning was startled, stepped on his feet, and leaped backwards. However, Qingling's sword was not retracted, and she lightly stepped on the aura of heaven and earth on her feet, and the phantoms of picking flowers slowly dispersed and chased towards An Ning.

"Senior Sister Qingling, come on!" Ye Zi shouted loudly. Mu Ling also looked at Qingling and nodded repeatedly.

And Xiang Wu next to him looked like he was winning, and he didn't even look at the ring.

At this time, An Ning stretched out his hand and waved his sword. Still stepping on the aura, Qing Ling, who looked like a fairy, suddenly felt the sword flute tremble in her hand, and then the sword flute took Qing Ling's whole person out.

Qing Ling hurriedly let go of the sword flute and landed on the ground, but the sword flute suddenly retracted in the sky and shot out on the other side, and at the same time stabbed at Qing Ling on the ground.

Qing Ling turned around and flicked away the sword flute with her sword, and the sword flute flicked away just enough to return to An Ning's hand. An Ning held the sword flute in her hand, put away the blade and placed it on her delicate lips. "Since the senior sister wants to dance, how can there be no accompaniment, and the song "Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms" is dedicated to the senior sister. A very beautiful piece of music wafted out of the flute of tranquility.

The sound of the flute resonated with the aura of heaven and earth, producing phantoms of picking flowers, and peach blossoms drifting around with the wind. "It's so fragrant!" After picking flowers and touching other disciples, they dispersed, emitting a light fragrance of picking flowers.

Although Qingling didn't feel any danger, she didn't dare to take it lightly, now it was not a talent. Sure enough, the peach blossom phantom floated in front of him and suddenly exuded a sword aura. Qing Ling quickly swung her sword to blow the peach blossoms away, and although the peach blossoms were blown away, those sword qi still kept in close contact with Qing Ling's spirit sword.

After a while, those peach blossom petals scattered all over the ring. Seeing this, An Ning suddenly changed the tune, and the petals on the ring floated.

"It's happening!" Qing Ling suddenly had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power in her body.

"Ethereal Sword Technique - Spirit Dance Sword Technique!"

Qing Ling played a sword flower and then waved the spirit sword in her hand and danced, and at the same time jumped down to An Ning step by step. And An Ning's performance also reached a climax, the petals spun rapidly, and the petals were mixed with an inaudible sword aura.

"Oh, I can't see it! It's all blocked by petals!" the disciples said bitterly.

"It's a feast for the eyes! Some of the elders couldn't help but admire.

"Master, what's the situation inside?Did Senior Sister Qing win?" Ye Zi asked while taking Mu Ling's hand.

"Alas!" Mu Ling sighed.

"What!" Ye Zi knew when he saw the master's appearance, and he was suddenly a little sad.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute stopped, and the petals dissipated, and only then did people see the situation clearly. I saw that Qingling's body was covered with flower petals, and the sword in her hand was an arm's length away from An Ning.

"I lost. Qingling said softly. Although he was very unwilling, but this is the case, now as long as An Ning moves his hand, the petals on his body will emit a terrifying sword aura to kill him.

"I conceded. "An Ning owes himself. At this time, the petals on Qingling's body dissipated.

Qingling put away the sword and went back, although she lost this battle, she still benefited a lot.

"Goddess, Goddess of Tranquility, My Goddess!"

An Ning returned to the battleship amid the cheers of many male disciples, and Lin Qiu uninterestingly took An Ning into his arms, and the cheers turned into Duo Lin Qiu's curses.