Two days, just two days, in the ranking of the six sects, Kunlun was once again at the bottom, and in the overall ranking of the eighteen sects, the Tianhuang Sect was already ranked above Kunlun.

Li Xiaoyi is dressed in a purple robe, and he is more conspicuous in the crowd, plus there have been competitions about him in the past few days, and his reputation doesn't seem to be very good......

So he was recognized at a glance, especially Zhou Xiaotong who fought against the Wind Feather Sect yesterday, although the latter was not seriously injured, he almost ruined his face.

This kind of practice of not knowing how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade is the most criticized thing, but he allows the people around him to point fingers at Sang and scold Huai, ridicule and ridicule, and turn a blind eye.

The Kunlun disciples who followed him were the same, silently looking at the list and not saying a word.

Until the appearance of a bald man, with tattoos on his face, and a group of fellow men with big shoulders and round waists behind him, squeezed around and squeezed in front of Li Xiaoyi.

"Yo, finally let me take my turn to this kid!"

Li Xiaoyi followed his gaze, Tianhuangmen, Fan Shihao vs. Li Xiaoyi, Kunlun!

The people on both sides looked at Li Xiaoyi and Fan Shihao, and began to become a little playful.

The red Feng Ling on Li Xiaoyi's left eye jumped, and then looked at the other battle rankings, but Wang Likun was against a sect he had never heard of.

Studying the battle line again, there are still five or six games before it is possible to meet, so his eyes fell on the person next to him.

With big shoulders and a round waist and a strong body, if he had seen such a person before, Li Xiaoyi would have turned around and ran without hesitation, but now, ...... The smile on his face became very eerie.

The people on both sides laughed secretly, Fan Shihao touched the bare skull, snorted, and almost spit on Li Xiaoyi's face, and the Kunlun disciples behind him already showed angry faces.

Coming back from his imagination, Li Xiaoyi suddenly stretched out his hand and touched the other party's bald head, Fan Shihao was stunned, and the people who watched the excitement were also stunned.

"I like it very much. Before Li Xiaoyi's words fell, Fan Shihao had already smashed it with a punch.

Shifting and transposing, before everyone came to their senses, Li Xiaoyi was already standing outside the crowd: "See you in the ring in a while!"

On the top of the cloud platform, Dao Lin was the last to come, and after he sat down, he heard the floor below, the master of the Tianhuang Gate, Jun Hao was chatting with a few real people in charge, talking and laughing.

The two looked at each other, Jun Hao nodded in greeting, returned the salute, and looked at the No. 9 ring without saying anything, Li Xiaoyi was already standing there.

"Xuanyun Ancestor's vision is not bad!" Mr. Miao Ke This is not the first time that Mr. Miao has praised Li Xiaoyi.

For this Tiangua who is known as the god of Taoism, his words have to attract the attention of Daolin.

"Senior Brother Dao Yin has only been in the sect for a short time, and he is valued by the master, and this sword trial meeting is also forced to come. ”

Mr. Miao Ke laughed: "The sword trial meeting requires that the participating disciples must be in the spirit period, but the elders of the sect are not allowed to participate. ”

Dao Lin also nodded yes, and then asked, "Why is Mr. so favored me as a junior brother." ”

"I said I just liked it, do you believe it?" said Mr. Miaoke, smiling.

Dao Lin had a wry smile on his face, since the other party was reluctant to say, with his understanding of Mr. Miaoke, it would be in vain to ask again.

A burst of cheers came from the No. 9 ring, and Dao Lin looked at it in a blink of an eye, but it was a disciple of the Heavenly Desolate Sect who appeared.

Since the battle between Wang Likun and Zhang Sheng, the momentum of Tianhuangmen has already overshadowed Kunlun.

On the ring, Li Xiaoyi turned around and looked at Fan Shihao's fierce stride meteor.

Because there was a dramatic contact between the two sides before the battle list, and this was the second battle between Kunlun and Tianhuangmen, the attention was extremely high.

In the ring, the two looked at each other, Li Xiaoyi's face was expressionless, and he was careless before, but Fan Shihao grinned and smiled.

He's provoking!

The thick soil turned off the flag and turned in his hand, the flag body shook suddenly, and a wind swept in the air, and there was a tendency to turn bigger and bigger, with Li Xiaoyi's "Go!"

As soon as the direction turned, he scraped towards Fan Shihao, and the other party stood like a mountain, with a broad waist and a round body, and muscles coiled.

Just as the wind was about to spin, the punch weighed a thousand pounds, and the sound was like a drum, and it smashed the whirlwind with one punch.

The audience immediately heard a cheer, Li Xiaoyi was expressionless, and Fan Shihao sneered and walked one step at a time.

The thick soil turned off the flag and the storm rose again, but a whirlwind that was stronger than before blew immediately.

Fan Shihao's two fists rattled, and as before, he stepped out in two steps, waving a fist like a black hammer, and smashed it without hesitation.

There was a loud bang, and the unexpected thunder and lightning were like poisonous snakes swimming in the wind, and at this time, they were stirred by Fan Shihao's fists, and in an instant, the thunder exploded and rolled up bursts of black smoke.

But it was Li Xiaoyi who brought the last thunderbolt explosion seal into the wind.

The smoke was billowing in the ring, and the thunder and lightning flashed in the smoke from time to time, but Fan Shihao was nowhere to be seen, which not only reminded people of Li Xiaoyi's first game, did it end like this?

The disciples of Kunlun under the ring, as well as the audience on both sides, watched silently, and while Tianhuangmen was worried about Fan Shihao, they couldn't help but scold Li Xiaoyi for being despicable and shameless.

Just when everyone thought that Fan Shihao and the fate of Tianshu Sect Han Cheng were not the same, a black streamer, like a black meteor in the daytime, suddenly rushed towards Li Xiaoyi.

There was an exclamation from the audience, and Li Xiaoyi's face changed unexpectedly.

The toes lightly touched the ground, and the shape shifted and moved at the right time, and after walking away, a roar sounded behind him, and a corner of the ring had completely collapsed, but there was a body like an iron tower, standing in the place where the smoke and dust were dissipated.

If it's not Fan Shihao, who can there be?

Suddenly, there were bursts of enthusiastic cheers, and then they sounded all around, and above the cloud platform, Jun Hao, the gate master of the Heavenly Desolate Gate, was smiling and looking extremely confident.

Dao Lin frowned, but he heard the person next to him say: "The practice has reached his point, and the ordinary magic weapon is in front of him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make a difference." ”

Not only did the real person in charge think so, but Li Xiaoyi also thought so.

He narrowed his eyes, looked at Fan Shihao's scorched face, and said in his heart that he was not shocked, it was definitely a lie.

As soon as he flipped it in his hand, the thick soil turned away from the flag and was put away by him, and there was a faint green light around his body.

Fan Shihao moved again, and the illusion ability of the Quartet Treasure Mirror was launched, and both hands tore apart Li Xiaoyi's body illusion, which was as real as flesh and blood, making Fan Shihao can't help but say "Hey!".

A cold light flashed, and Fan Shihao's extremely fast reaction on the side of his body was about to dodge this knife at the same time, and he was about to take Li Xiaoyi's wrist with his backhand.

But Li Xiaoyi, who was caught in the air and seemed to be like a phantom, appeared in the other corner of the ring.

"It's a little interesting, I can't imagine that you have the same body as a girl, and you have such strength, which suits my taste. As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips.

Speaking like this, it immediately caused a burst of laughter in the audience, Li Xiaoyi put the knife into the sheath expressionlessly, Fan Shihao turned his palm, but pulled out a black gold big knife, and put it across his chest with a big grin.

Seeing that Li Xiaoyi was still in place, Fan Shihao slashed the big knife in his hand, and in the whistling wind, he immediately turned into a streamer, and slashed at Li Xiaoyi.

The hidden illusion of the Quartet Treasure Mirror, as well as the supernatural power of shifting and transposing, are once again exerted.

The black gold broadsword slashed into the clearing, and at the same time that the ring was cracking again, a sharp golden sword light suddenly floated out of nothingness.

Seeing that the bald man couldn't hide, a black light suddenly lit up around his body, and Li Xiaoyi, who was hiding in the dark, saw it clearly, it was actually a set of armor that could protect the whole body!

It's no wonder that Fang Cai's thunder blasting talisman seal is difficult to use against him, and the reason is this.

"Aren't you hard? Then I'll crack open your turtle shell!"

Li Xiaoyi's voice suddenly sounded, and the figure of the bald man suddenly came, and the speed was not unfast.

With a slam slam, the earth and rocks flew over, and the smoke and dust piled up, Li Xiaoyi did not withdraw this time, shifted his shape, and his body actually attached to Fan Shihao's body and turned to his side.

During the whole process, Li Xiaoyi closed his eyes and listened to the subtleties of the knife, and when Fan Shihao turned around suddenly, he cut the knife with a blow and cut it out.

With a heavy knife, it slashed hard at the side of Fan Shihao's ribs, who had no time to dodge.

The black light of the armor flowed, Fan Shihao still snorted, and under the huge impact, he actually flew out.

The audience in the audience also exclaimed at the same time, Li Xiaoyi's figure did not stop, and his speed was faster than Fan Shihao, and at the place where he was about to fall, he had already shifted his shape here.

Holding the knife in his right hand, closing his eyes and listening to the knife, Fan Shihao just received a heavy blow, and his eyes were about to crack in pain, and when he saw Li Xiaoyi's figure in front, he was about to take out the knife again.

let out a strange shout, the black gold broadsword in his hand slammed hard into the ground, and while his body stopped, he suddenly felt his ribs tighten.

A mouthful of blood also spurted out, and then I realized that what I saw just now was another illusion of this kid.

Fan Shihao, who was slashed again, flew up again, and an image suddenly reappeared in the place where he was about to fall.

Fan Shihao roared with a mouth full of blood: "You still want to lie to Lao Tzu?"

With this impact, he forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, and the big knife was inserted into the ground, and the earth, stone, smoke and dust collapsed, and he actually stopped abruptly.

ignored Li Xiaoyi's illusion behind him, and raised his eyes vigilantly.

But I didn't see it, the illusion I originally thought, the corners of my mouth hooked, and when a sneer appeared, I drew a knife and cut off the water!

This time there was a crisp crack, and almost everyone present heard the crispness.

The disciples of the Heavenly Desolate Sect in the audience were silent, watching as the figure reappeared in the position where Fan Shihao was about to fall.

Everyone raised their hearts to their throats and eyes, quietly waiting for the moment when the flesh and blood spurted out.

Li Xiaoyi did not disappoint everyone, still holding the waist knife in his hand, closing his eyes and listening to the posture of the knife, waiting for the body to approach quickly.

And Fan Shihao was stabbed twice in succession, and the heavy blow was slashed in the same position, and it was also the weakest point of the protective armor.

Twice more in mid-air, he forcibly pulled his body around, wounding and wounding, although he had the heart to turn around again, he was actually restrained by a sharp pain.

The black gold big knife in his hand was unable to hold it anymore, and rolled towards Li Xiaoyi along with his body.

It is still as bright as a full moon, or the position of the same knife, Jing Zhongyue drew a snowy silver light in the eyes of everyone, and slashed down again.

Originally, he was sitting on the second floor of the Yuntai Heavenly Desolate Sect Master, Jun Hao had already stood up, and at the moment when everyone held their breath, blood burst out!