Devouring the five elements with sharp abilities, the moon in the well, the silver as bright as the crescent moon on the knife body, bloodstained, dotted in a line rolled down on the tip of the knife.

A drop fell, and the knife flashed and stabbed again, and a muffled snort came, and the knife fell again, and fell again! Li Xiaoyi's face was hideous, and the phoenix feathers in the corners of his eyes flashed red like blood.

On and off the stage, there was silence, only the sound of the blade hitting the heavy armor came from time to time.

Until the judge elder of Shushan, who couldn't wait any longer, flew to the stage, waved his sleeve robe, and the sword aura slammed into Li Xiaoyi's blade, but those who retreated one after another were supported by Daojing Zhenren.

Daojing Zhenren, who was deeply afraid that Li Xiaoyi would suffer, dragged him behind him, and the inner gate elder of the Heavenly Desolate Gate pulled Fan Shihao out of the pit with a gloomy face.

The dark black heavy armor was already in tatters, and Fan Shihao, whose face was as pale as paper, was as angry as a gossamer, and the corners of his mouth kept foaming blood, and he had already passed out.

"Good!good!good!" three good words in a row, gritted his teeth, and glanced at Li Xiaoyi behind Daojing Zhenren viciously, and took Fan Shihao's scarred body to the sky and healed him.

"It's a pity!" Li Xiaoyi muttered, but there was still a blush on his face, and the judge elder glanced at Li Xiaoyi deeply, but he heard Daojing scold: "Be cautious!"

Li Xiaoyi shook his head indifferently, and walked off the ring easily and freely, surrounded by Kunlun disciples who were all full of joy.

The people in the audience saw him like a ghost, a road was formed in the case of you pushing me and squeezing you, Li Xiaoyi held his head high, and all the Kunlun disciples behind him walked out with their chests held up.

On the gimbal, Jun Hao, the master of the Heavenly Desolate Gate, looked gloomy like water, stared at the direction of the No. 9 ring, snorted coldly, and stopped speaking.

Dao Lin had a smile on his face, and he chatted with the people beside him like a river.

This made Jun Hao's face even more cold, and he didn't care about it, but the laughter was even louder.

The game in the afternoon went much smoother, because of the notoriety, in the first game, because the opponent fought too fiercely in the last game, when it was Li Xiaoyi's turn, he had to abstain.

As for the last game, the opponent was too weak, Li Xiaoyi unceremoniously won it with one sword, and won again without suspense.

Chen Yueling is the same, since the last game released the sword intent, the next game is a bit of a matter of course, and it is logical to win three games in a row.

Kunlun's only two remaining seats shined in today's game.

This made many people who wanted to see Kunlun's jokes disappointed, but the unexpected Kunlun was famous.

Especially Chen Yueling, she comprehended the sword intent of the cold and frozen air during the smart period, and then she is beautiful, beautiful and sharp, and her popularity only rises but does not fall.

The other, Li Xiaoyi, who is known as the smiling Yama, is ruthless and fights against him, except for the one who abstains, no one is perfect.

Even the pretty little lady of the Wind Feather Sect was beaten into a bun face, and everyone hated it!

The two passed all the way, until the fifth day of the game, in the ring, the opponent was snorting and panting in a precarious situation, Li Xiaoyi was not relentless, and struck a magic jade palm knife, and won again cleanly and neatly.

There were boos from the audience, and the Kunlun disciples still cheered and laughed and hugged Li Xiaoyi and walked out of the ring, but they saw a person looking at him with a sneer on his face.

Everyone knows that this person is none other than Wang Likun, who is known as the biggest dark horse in this sword trial, the Heavenly Desolate Sect!

Everyone in the audience, such as pointing and pointing at the show, Li Xiaoyi walked all the way as if nothing happened, but when he passed by the other party, he smiled: "I really like Tianhuangmen." ”

After finishing speaking, he left, and the Kunlun disciple who followed behind him turned out to be the same as Li Xiaoyi, showing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Wang Likun looked at his distant back, turned around expressionlessly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint cold light flashing.

At night, Li Xiaoyi was bored and leaned on the chair, Daojing Zhenren and Dao Lin were in Zhang Sheng and Wang Zheng's room.

Li Xiaoyi looked at the full moon in the night sky, thinking, sometimes this person can really be so simple, and sometimes it makes people tremble and fear.

To be honest, being able to fool people is also a kind of talent, every time Daolin speaks in the past few days, Li Xiaoyi listens carefully, and he is a little envious.

In the secret room of the Shushan Sword Sect, the real person of the Wushi was silent, looking at a flying sword book, and the real person of the understanding was sitting quietly opposite.

"The black-faced zombies of White Bone Mountain have arrived near Luting Prefecture, and they are one step closer to Shu Mountain. ”

Listening to the words of Wushi Zhenren, Enlightenment continued to drink tea, as if he had already known the content of the Flying Sword Biography.

"The six sects are in the same boat, one is prosperous, and the other is lost, and they can all see that the White Bone Mountain is not only aimed at us this time, but all the sects in the world have a share. ”

On the palm of Wushi's hand, a purple firework suddenly burned, and the Flying Sword Transmission Book gradually turned into a cloud of ashes in its flames.

"What are the other sects considering?"

The real person with a disdainful face said: "There are always people who are still wavering, and they don't want to contribute." ”

Wushi Zhenren took a sip of tea and said in a light tone: "Then let's set yourself on fire." ”

The real person asked in a low voice with some confusion, "What does Senior Brother mean?"

"Let the disciples who monitor Lu Tingzhou give those black-faced zombies a direction, and people will only understand some truth when they are really in pain. ”

The corners of his mouth curled up and nodded: "So it's the best!"

Day 2.

The list of the top 32 will once again be released, as well as the schedule of the next matchups.

The disciples with the highest voices in the six major sects were all on its list, but now Li Xiaoyi and Chen Yueling from Kunlun have been added.

In addition, there are some other individual disciples of the middle sect, among which Wang Likun of the Heavenly Desolate Sect is undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

And in today's sword trial meeting, the two matches of Kunlun against the Heavenly Desolate Gate have become the biggest focus of the battle.

Li Xiaoyi was still dressed in a purple robe and followed at the back of the Kunlun team.

Daojing Zhenren did not squint, and the aura of the real person realm was so strong that the people who were not optimistic about Kunlun immediately closed their mouths.

Chen Yueling was by Li Xiaoyi's side, and while the young men were eager to see through it, all the jealousy was transformed into a curse on Li Xiaoyi.

The two people who were walking didn't care, Li Xiaoyi was careless, and Chen Yueling was expressionless.

Only when she was approaching the open-air square where the ring was placed, Chen Yueling suddenly turned her head and whispered: "Be careful." ”

Li Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, but then smiled: "Don't worry." ”

As soon as his body crossed, he went to the ring, and immediately there was a boo, only Kunlun's disciple looked at him silently.

Habitually raised his head, today the dark clouds cover the sun, the sun is not very sufficient, and the air is cool, which is exactly the weather that Li Xiaoyi likes.

He turned his head and looked at the Kunlun Tongmen who was silently watching him, although they were the same door, they were not very close, even if Li Xiaoyi had won several games in a row, and these people who got along day and night did not have a few words.

Sometimes Li Xiaoyi thinks about the reason, but every time he goes out, those people always follow him silently, like a shadow, and that's enough.

Li Xiaoyi didn't know why? He didn't even dare to think about it, just because he could bring glory to Kunlun?

These people don't really like him, but they have to follow him?

Li Xiaoyi retracted his gaze, continued his previous movements, squinted at the sky, and after looking at it for a long time, he would find that the sky was really high, and people were indeed small.

No matter what the people in the same sect think of him, right now, in this ring, he Li Xiaoyi is Kunlun, not fighting for Kunlun, because he hates defeat, and he doesn't like to be beaten by others.

If he wins, that is, Kunlun wins, because of this chain relationship, what about the eyes of the same door, and what about the eyes of the people in the world?

Li Xiaoyi's heart couldn't help but open, as if he had gained, and the breath around him was pleasant and content, as if he had realized.

A piercing cheer sounded in the crowd, and when I looked for the sound, it was the people from the Heavenly Desolate Gate who came.

Today's Wang Likun is handsome and eye-catching, with a sword in his hand in a white robe and an extremely handsome face, and then there is the dust of a cultivator, which is indeed eye-catching.

Li Xiaoyi couldn't help but think of those guys who like to break their sleeves in Chunfeng Building, if those rich old men saw Wang Likun at this time......

He didn't dare to think about it, because this guy, who was destined to become an opponent, had already come to power.

The two looked at each other, speechless and speechless, and the judge elder in the audience motioned for both sides to get ready, and both of them nodded.

On the gimbal, all the real people in charge are also very interested in this game.

In the previous game, Wang Likun defeated Zhang Sheng and pushed the momentum of Tianhuangmen to the top.

In the next game, Li Xiaoyi seriously injured Fan Shihao, and it was in color.

This scene is a life and death situation, and the real people who have seen this step are full of interest.

Jun Hao of the Heavenly Desolate Gate and Daolin Zhenren of the Kunlun Sect, the two of them are also waiting with their faces sinking like water.

The audience was very quiet, waiting for the two to make a move, because with the foreshadowing of the previous game, the scene in front of them must be divided into life and death.

Wang Likun was looking at Li Xiaoyi, and Li Xiaoyi was also looking at him.

A smart late stage, a smart middle stage.

Wang Likun is a single sword, which is the way of sword cultivation, and Li Xiaoyi's magic weapons are diverse, mainly practical.

It seems that Li Xiaoyi has suffered a loss in cultivation, but fighting for life and death is not just oppressive with the realm.

"I'll kill you!" Wang Likun's voice was not loud, but it attracted the attention of the audience.

"It's so boring to die a hundred!" Li Xiaoyi's eyes were blazing.

Wang Likun frowned slightly, and everyone in the audience didn't know why.

Li Xiaoyi actually added: "You can't survive, you can't die, it's the best!"

Everyone was amazed!