"Look at the guns!"

Zhao Huaxin no longer talked nonsense, and immediately showed the Zhao family's thirteen gun tricks, and the internal qi in her body was even more extreme, and the moves were all killing moves to attack, without defense, this was a made up her mind to avenge her younger brother.

Yang Yi's face was expressionless, still holding a gun in one hand, standing in the center of the fighting platform, swinging freely, fighting fiercely with the opponent with one gun.

Zhao Huaxin circled Yang Yi more than a dozen times, and the thirteen guns were used one after another, and when she saw that her Zhao family's marksmanship at the peak of her success could not even let Yang Yi hold the gun with both hands, she was suddenly shocked in her heart.

"How can this little imp be so strong?"

Zhao Huaxin was a little desperate, not only him, but also Zhao Huahao, Zhao Huajie and other Zhao family disciples, their faces also became extremely ugly.

Even Zhao Yunfeng, who was sitting on the high platform watching the battle, his expression became extremely gloomy, his eyes flickered, and he stared at Yang Yi coldly.

"Relying on the human-level mid-level Panlong Nine Spears, he was able to defeat my Zhao family's thirteen-gun stunt without moving, what kind of freak is this kid?"

Zhao Huahao said in shock.

"Coiling Dragon Nine Spears, when did they have such a strong power?"

Zhao Huajie was also at a loss.

Yang Yi's marksmanship, he naturally recognized, was a very common coiling dragon nine guns in the martial arts building of Changshan Martial Arts Academy.

The outer disciples who watched the battle in the audience were once again shocked by Yang Yi's strong combat power, and clapped wildly.

"Senior Brother Yang is so powerful! Senior Sister Zhao Huaxin didn't even have the qualifications to let him use a gun with both hands, and until now, she is still standing in the center of the fighting platform, not retreating!"

"Is the Zhao family's marksmanship in the Dacheng realm at this level? To be honest, I'm disappointed. ”

Yang Yi shook his head.

"I'll kill you!"

Zhao Huaxin was furious and rushed forward again with a gun.

"Defeat. ”

Yang Yi was not interested in entangling with this crazy woman again.

"Coiling dragon absorbs water!"

A shot was stabbed, forcing Zhao Huaxin's moves to be chaotic, Yang Yi grabbed the gun with one hand, and wrapped it around.

Zhao Huaxin's whole person, together with the big gun in his hand, flew out of the fighting platform uncontrollably, and he was defeated neatly.

"Yang Yisheng and three points. ”

With three more points, Yang Yi has scored 21 points so far and maintained a seven-game winning streak.

Zhao Huaxin was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, glared at Yang Yi angrily, and returned to the waiting area unwillingly.

Next, the other battles in the seventh round became more and more intense.

In the last game, Lu Tian unfortunately met Zhao Huajie.

The two took the stage one after another.

"Lu Tian, admit defeat, you are not my opponent. ”

Zhao Huajie was radiant and looked at Lu Tian opposite.

"Hmph, if you want Ben Gongzi to admit defeat, you don't have that qualification yet. ”

Lu Tian's weapons, like his second brother, are all halberds, but his halberd is obviously one size smaller.

"Let's fight, then. ”

Zhao Huajie stopped talking nonsense, took the initiative to attack, and stabbed Lu Tian with a mediocre shot.

"Black Dragon Battle Heaven!"

Lu Tian held the halberd in both hands, and the jet-black halberd in his hand danced like a black dragon, and swept towards Zhao Huajie frantically.

"It's useless. ”

The tip of Zhao Huajie's spear touched the black dragon, and it trembled instantly.

The elastic force exploded, and the black dragon collapsed instantly.

Lu Tian was shocked, and before he could react, the tip of Zhao Huajie's spear was pointed at his throat.

Lu Tian's face turned pale and he didn't dare to move.

"Zhao Huajie wins!"

The steward of the fighting platform hurriedly announced the result.

Lu Tian walked off the fighting platform with an ugly face, while Zhao Huajie glanced at Yang Yi lightly.

"Don't think that if you defeat my fifth sister, you can break my Zhao family's marksmanship. With the nine spears you learned, it's far worse. ”

"Huh. Yang Yi smiled faintly and ignored it.

Lu Liming saw that his third son couldn't even hold a move in Zhao Huajie's hands, and his old face was a little unbearable.

"You can't get used to this little bastard anymore. ”

"Hehe, why should Brother Lu be angry. It's not that Xiaotian is too weak, but that Zhao Huajie is very strong, and his marksmanship contains gun intent, and it is not surprising to defeat Xiaotian in one move. ”

Xuan Zhaolong smiled and comforted.

After the seventh round of fighting, everyone rested for half an hour to recover their consumed internal qi.

Soon, the entire fighting battlefield ushered in the eighth round of fighting.

So far, there have been no particularly outstanding disciples in other groups, so that the top eight disciples in the last session have not even exerted their strength by two or three percent.

Yang Yi's gaze looked at the other fighting platforms from time to time, observing the other disciples in the top ten of the previous session.

On the fighting platform of the tenth group, a familiar figure appeared.

It was a girl dressed in white, no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, pure and sweet, as cute as a little fairy, it was Xuanmingyu who had a relationship with Yang Yi in Xuanyunzhuang.

Her opponent is an elegant young man with a folding fan in his hand.

"Senior Sister Xuan, be careful, I won't keep my hands!"

"Senior Brother Xiao, even if you make a move, I won't show mercy!"

That young man was Xiao Ye, who was ranked tenth in the last session, and a disciple of the Xiao family in the top ten families.

"Xiaoxiao swallows the rain!"

Xiao Ye is elegant and chic, and the fan method he uses is also full of poetry.

Many girls screamed wildly when they saw Xiao Ye's figure.

The folding fan in Xiao Ye's hand opened, and one move was unleashed, and most of the fighting platform seemed to turn into a poignant and moving cold mountain night rain.

"Hey, this Xiao Ye is not simple, he actually comprehended the artistic conception of mountain rain. ”

Yang Yi was slightly surprised.

"The sword roars on a rainy night!"

Coincidentally, the swordsmanship learned by Xuan Mingyu on the opposite side was also related to rain.

The long sword was swung out, and a little cold star erupted, like a storm, emitting the sound of Qingyue's sword.

Jingle Bell!

The sword fan struck, one of the two of them was like a fairy descending to earth, and the other was like an elegant guest in the rain, showing a moving landscape painting.

The disciples below were fascinated and applauded.

In an instant, the two exchanged dozens of moves.

"Hahaha, Senior Sister Xuan, the two of us are really fated, we both comprehend the artistic conception of rain, I'm afraid no one can help anyone. ”

Xiao Ye waved his fan and fluttered, and said with a smile while dissolving Xuan Mingyu's sword moves.

The corners of Xuan Mingyu's eyes showed a touch of cunning.

"That's not necessarily, senior brother took my trick!"

"Phoenix Sword Dance!"

Suddenly, Xuanming's jade sword move changed greatly, and a surging fire burst out in that sword move, instantly breaking Xiao Ye's mountain rain artistic conception, and in Xiao Ye's stunned eyes, a sword pierced Xiao Ye's sleeve, leaving a sword mark on his body that was a foot long.

"Xuanming Yusheng!"

The manager of the Douzhan Station immediately announced the results.

"Senior Brother Xiao, I agreed!" Xuan Mingyu said with a smug smile.

Xiao Ye smiled bitterly and hurriedly covered the scratched place with a fan and jumped off the fighting platform.

"I didn't expect that the tenth group would also kill a dark horse!Xuan Mingyu Senior Sister's human-level top-level 'Fengming Sword Technique' is also about to complete her cultivation, right?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Mingyu has an extraordinary understanding, not only has she cultivated the human-level high-level 'Night Rain Sword Technique' to the fullest, and realized the artistic conception of rain, but also the 'Fengming Sword Technique', which has only been learned for more than half a year, is almost complete, it's really amazing! It seems that the top ten of this session are stable. ”

Everyone in the audience talked a lot, looking at Xuan Mingyu's eyes, full of admiration.

"This little girl is quite powerful. ”

Yang Yi also nodded, and couldn't help but admire a little.

It can be seen that Xuan Mingyu's second set of swordsmanship is also about to master the artistic conception of fire.

Cultivating two diametrically opposed swordsmanship of water and fire at the same time, but being able to comprehend two diametrically opposed artistic conceptions, this comprehension is not ordinarily high.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a disciple of the Xuan family of the Ten Great Families. ”

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