The first rays of morning sunlight rose from the horizon, and the entire spectator table was full early in the morning.

Today's first knockout match in the inner gate is Yun Yingfeng's senior sister and brother, Sikong Haoran, a name that makes everyone feel cold in their throats just thinking about it.

There is also the beautiful woman who silently makes people fall into a fantasy.

Many people want to see who can win the battle between the two, and whether Sikong Haoran's ruthlessness will be repeated in his senior sister again.

The winner will be in the top two of the lower bracket, but this position can only be determined, as they have a tough battle ahead of them, and that is the challenge from the loser in the upper bracket.

Similarly, today's final battle in the outer gate has also attracted the attention of countless people, Chen Zhan and Yu Chen, these two from the hands of the fifty-three heavenly pride of the outer gate, through five levels and six generals, all the way to the top two, it can be said that the two of them are now the most dazzling new stars in the outer gate.

And today, the two will compete for the championship of the outer gate, the only chance to enter the inner door, this opportunity represents the supreme glory, status, resources, power, ten years of hard work, perseverance, is for this day.

is like a reader who has been studying hard in the cold window for ten years, how many days and nights have been reading at night, hanging beams and piercing stocks, just for the moment when the title of the gold list is titled, glorifying the ancestors, exhaling and raising eyebrows.

So they're going to give it their all.

"Brother, come on!" Between the lips and teeth, as soft as the breeze, as sweet as spring water, a green shirt outlines her perfect exquisite curves, and the ink-dyed three thousand green silk flutters behind her head, like a waterfall flowing spring.

Chen Zhan nodded silently, his heart seemed to be filled with infinite strength, looking at the person in front of him, a bright smile appeared on his indifferent face.

"In the first game of the sixth round of the loser's group of the inner gate, Yunying Peak is empty and heroic, and Yunying Peak is full of dew, and they quickly enter the final stage. ”

"The outer gate ushered in the most fierce decisive battle today, and the champion will win the only chance to enter the inner gate, Chen Zhan, Yuchen, good luck to you. ”

Chen Qi stepped into the air, and with an order, several sounds of breaking the sky sounded on the Sword Sect Square, and the four figures appeared on the decisive platform in an instant.

Sikong Haoran looked at Qian Lulu as if coming from the clouds, she had a pair of eyes like Qinghong, the light steps, the black hair fluttering on the temples, and the light smile that inadvertently filled her face, so that the air of this hundred zhang square radius was filled with a taste of happiness.

And the disciples with low strength in the viewing area seemed to have lost their souls one by one, and their slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be intoxicated by the mountains and rivers of the Sword Sect.

The Soul Refining Ding in the sea of souls let out a roar, and all the foreign objects in his sight turned into nothing in an instant, even if he was on guard, he was still slightly affected, and his heart was terrified for a while, "The third senior sister's charm and mystery have become even stronger!"

Qian Lulu didn't move from beginning to end, even if she didn't deliberately release it, she also showed her charm between her smile, this is the weirdness of the charm and mystery, I wanted to test my junior brother, but when I saw those clear eyes, I knew that he had already taken precautions.

The Sword Sect wants to say that the person who knows Sikong Haoran best, except for the master Ye Chaoyang, it is none other than Qianlulu, 100,000 mountains meet, go through life and death difficulties all the way, and fight their way out of the encirclement, it can be said that the relationship between the two is above that of the senior sister and brother.

"Ahem... Senior sister, the two of us are so familiar with each other, do you think it is necessary to divide the winners and losers again?" Sikong Haoran did not relax in the slightest, because he knew Qian Lulu's personality, and if he wanted her to leave this battle platform, he had to bear the undesirable price, what this price was, he didn't dare to imagine.

"If you want me to admit defeat, it depends on whether you can show the strength to let me leave the decisive table. Qian Lulu slowly spoke, and suddenly with a soft roar, the purple long sword came out of its sheath, and the flash of light pierced the shackles of space in an instant, making the Baizhang battle platform silent.

"Good

, then senior sister, you have to be careful. Sikong Haoran said with a smile, stretched forward his right hand, and a long sword with a cold light appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Whew!"

The sword body swayed lightly, but it brought a piercing sound of space splitting, and an invisible sword qi imprint clearly appeared in dozens of zhang space, and when it touched the sword qi slashed out by Sikong Haoran, it passed through without blowing the power of blowing.

Sikong Haoran's body did not move, and the green shirt shook instantly, which was the airflow fluctuation caused by the crazy rush of Xuan Qi in his body, and the smile on his face was also converged at this time.

In the next moment, a majestic sword intent suddenly appeared, and in an instant, it enveloped the area where Sikong Haoran was, and the purple long sword stabbed straight like a flashing meteor.

On the spectator seat, those intoxicated disciples who had not woken up suddenly seemed to be haunted by nightmares, their slightly narrowed pupils flashed a sharp sword light between the opening and closing, and their suddenly beating hearts were more than twice as fast as before, and they instantly came back to their senses in the cries of panic and despair.

Sikong Haoran's eyes were like the scorching sun, and a sword intent of slaughter soared straight into the sky, with the explosion of Xuan Qi, the space collapsed, and the entire sky above the clouds lost its color in an instant.

With a slight bow of his legs, the whole person rose into the air, and the essence of the sword intent, dead silence, desolation, and gloom, destroyed the majestic sword intent that the purple long sword slanted down like a bamboo.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Killing Sword intent collided with Qianlulu's purple sword between the swing of the long sword.

At the moment when the purple long sword flew upside down, a fluttering butterfly fluttered its wings and flew slowly, and when it touched the edge of the sword intent, it was destroyed without the slightest accident.

However, the demise of this butterfly was like a signal of recovery, and in an instant, it spread like a plague like a frenzy, and countless colorful butterflies were born out of thin air, obscuring the sky and the sun.

"Butterfly?" Sikong Haoran's mouth raised slightly, he could see at a glance that this was an illusion created by Qian Lulu, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, you should know that this illusion is useless to me!"

He did not receive the slightest response to what he said, as if he had thrown a huge stone into the Dead Sea, without a ripple.

Countless colorful butterflies in the sight, regardless of their own safety, went to death one after another.

Butterflies are like eggs hitting stones, and they all turn into detritus and dust, which grows more and more as time goes on.

Sikong Haoran, who was surrounded by a group of butterflies, didn't care about this, and only when he landed did he notice the slightest clue, a sharp sword accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, tearing open the barrier in front of him.

In the eye, there is a gray world, countless butterflies are flapping their wings and flying high, and the Baizhang battle platform has disappeared without a trace, until this moment, the indifference on his face turned into solemnity, "Is this still an illusion? Wasn't it just now..."

As Sikong Haoran thought, this is indeed an illusion, since the charm and mystery have been fused into two, the power shown is far greater than the visual deception brought by the illusion array, and it can also make people fall into it unconsciously.

Qian Lulu knew very well that Sikong Haoran would definitely relax with her, and this little laxity was the biggest flaw, and it also provided an excellent opportunity for the charm of Mystery, and directly created his current predicament.

"Since it's an illusion, then I'll try how strong your illusion is, senior sister!" A sword went west, and a dazzling black light suddenly flashed in the gray world, making the whole world dark, and under the rolling sword tide, all the butterflies were strangled.

"Boom!"

"Knock knock!"

In the gray world, there was a sudden sound of a subtle heartbeat, far and near, as if it was about to leave, as the heartbeat became more and more rapid, the sky was full of debris and dust, like a collapsed mudslide on the top of the mountain.

Obviously, there was no wind and thunder, but in Sikong Haoran's heart, there was a terrifying wind howl

Thunder.

Countless debris and dust ignored the curtain of mysterious light in front of him, and swarmed up like a locust tide.

Without the slightest nervousness, nor without any hesitation, the sword that burst out was across the entire sky, like a blade of damnation, strangling everything in this space.

"Boom!"

The gray sky shattered, like an epiphany that had just bloomed, withering in an instant.

The sky fell silent, and the debris and dust disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was not a decisive battle, nor did he see Qianlulu's figure, but arrived in a place that was both familiar and sad.

It turned out that this sword not only did not cut through the void, but tore open the sealed memories in the depths of his soul.

"Brother Haoran, why are you still in a daze, hurry up, or Grandpa Chen will be angry. ”

Familiar taste, familiar sound, familiar temperature, looking at the pair of bright and clear eyes in front of him, Sikong Haoran's heart trembled fiercely, and unconsciously, tears soaked his eyes.

"Brother Haoran, why are you crying, you are so old, why are you still crying like a little girl. ”

The little girl stood on tiptoe, raised her sleeves, and gently wiped the tears that came out of her eyes, this girl called Haoran's brother was Wang Xiaoxiao, who grew up with Sikong Haoran since childhood, and was a childhood sweetheart.

"Xiaoxiao, I... I miss you!" tears welled up again, even his voice was almost choked, he endured the colic in his heart, hugged the person in front of him, greedily sucked her breath, how he wished that time could stop at this moment, how he wished that all this was true.

Right now.

Sikong Haoran suddenly smelled a rich and pungent smell of blood, and hurriedly let go of Xiaoxiao, blood slowly flowed down from his shoulder, instantly soaking his clothes, Xiaoxiao in his arms continued to pass with vitality, and countless black patterns covered her body.

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you, wake up, Brother Haoran is back!"

"Don't be afraid, I have now obtained the true inheritance of Sister Remnant Dream, and I will heal you!"

A mouthful of black blood seeped out of Xiaoxiao's mouth again, dyeing Sikong Haoran's hands red in an instant, and the tears that had not yet dried up suddenly poured like rain, no matter how he wiped it, no matter how crazy the Xuan Qi poured in, he couldn't stop the dying vitality.

"Xiaoxiao, you open your eyes and look at me, it's... It's me..."

Sikong Haoran was hoarse, and he could no longer control the pathos that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, and the cry was like a mountain torrent bursting the embankment.

At this moment, Xiaoxiao in her arms suddenly appeared outside Sanzhang.

"Why did you leave for so long? Why didn't you talk to me when you left?"

"It's all you, it's all you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been killed by them, if it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have died, and the other uncles and uncles wouldn't have died!"

Just as Xiaoxiao finished speaking, all the villagers of Tieling Village appeared in front of Sikong Haoran's eyes.

"It's all your grandfather and grandson who brought the disaster to the village, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been slaughtered!"

"You two broom stars, you shouldn't have been soft-hearted in the first place, you should have starved to death in the wilderness!"

Sikong Haoran retreated again and again, his whole body was also spasming and trembling, and he shook his head while retreating, "Aunt Wang, Uncle Liu, Xiaoxiao... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you!"

On the decisive stage, Qian Lulu looked at Sikong Haoran with tears on his face, and his whole person's aura was very disordered, as if he was on the verge of going mad, but at this moment she couldn't make any changes, and she couldn't help him in the slightest, only he himself could get out of the demons and cut the demons, and she also believed that her junior brother could do it, because he had to do it too.

Sikong Haoran's soul ocean, the soul refining tripod hummed and trembled, and at the moment when it was about to make a move, a soul voice stopped all its actions.