Early the next morning, Leng Xiaohan came to the wooden bridge with everyone. Except for the fact that there are more spectators, there is basically no difference from yesterday.

This month, a small wooden box was changed: "Let's draw lots! Now that there are fewer people, we will come one by one." It is still the one who draws the same number to fight, and the one with the smaller number plays first. Those who draw to zero will be directly promoted. ”

In the first battle, Liu Xing fought against Chen Xingwei.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then looked at Leng Xiaohan at the same time. After retracting his gaze, Liu Xing laughed: "It seems that our battle is decided by God, and it cannot be avoided." ”

"Let's do it! finish the last unfinished battle. Chen Xingwei nodded, raised his hand and began to summon.

At the same time as the five giants appeared, seven demon beasts on the opposite side also appeared. Compared with not long ago, Liu Xing has two more out-of-body stage demon beasts, and they are still mid-out-of-body demon beasts.

snapped his fingers and kept playing, adding various buffs to the five giants, and Chen Xingwei pointed at Liu Xing. Liu Xing smiled and gave the order to attack.

The battle between the monster and the giant is not boring, although the five giants are only in the early stage of the out-of-body stage, but there is a state bonus, plus a tacit understanding. It was a draw with Liu Xing's seven demon beasts, and no one on either side could help anyone.

In the end, Chen Xingwei still lost, not on the giant, but on himself. When Liu Xing took out the whip, victory was already doomed.

In addition to the demon beasts, Liu Xing's own combat effectiveness is barely okay. And Chen Xingwei's own combat power is the level of ordinary casual cultivation battles. After being entangled for a while, Chen Xingwei was tied up by Liu Xing.

After the battle, Liu Xing flew to the mountain peak to the north. And Chen Xingwei flew to the southern mountain peak very lonely.

In just one day, there was a rule that everyone tacitly agreed to, and only the winner could stay in the North Peak.

In the second game, Zhao Tiangong fought against Feng Tian.

"Who do you like about these two? both are experts in using knives, and it should be a good fight. Xue asked Leng Xiaohan curiously.

Glancing at Bai Xue, Leng Xiaohan shook his head: "I don't know much about the two of them, how can I know who will win?" However, Zhao Tiangong's knife skills are indeed good. ”

Leng Xiaohan thought of the picture of going to kill the host of the Yin Yang Temple with Zhao Tiangong before, although he didn't see Zhao Tiangong's knife technique with his own eyes, but according to the corpse and the traces in the cellar, Zhao Tiangong's knife technique was indeed very good.

'It's a pity... Lack of control of power!' sighed in his heart, Leng Xiaohan didn't say this. Because Leng Xiaohan didn't know if Zhao Tiangong had made progress for so long.

If there is progress, has it improved to the extent that I say it is. For things that can't be determined, Leng Xiaohan didn't mean to say it and lose face.

"Feng Tian, let me see, are you really degenerate, or are you precipitating!" Zhao Tiangong slowly pulled out the autumn water broadsword and looked at Feng Tian with a solemn expression.

Pulling out the blood-red single knife, Feng Tian looked at Zhao Tiangong lightly: "Is there a difference?"

"If you are still the previous Feng Tian, just precipitating, then we will only win or lose this battle. But if you've fallen into a lackey of Blood Demon Island, then... Only one of us can get out of this ring alive!"

The sword intent filled the entire valley, and the autumn water dagger lit up with a silver sword. It seems that Zhao Tiangong really has plans to keep Feng Tian here.

"Choke!" Before the two of them could use the knife, the knife intent collided with each other first.

Slowly lifting the blood knife, Feng Tian's eyes froze: "You have this opportunity, it's a pity... I don't have this strength!" After speaking, Feng Tian slashed at Zhao Tiangong.

The silver and red swords collided, and Zhao Tiangong slowly walked towards Feng Tian with his knife, his face full of disappointment: "It seems that you are indeed degenerate, and your sword skills will not be much worse than mine before." ”

Accompanying Zhao Tiangong's words were hundreds of silver swords. Feng Tian resisted with a knife, but it couldn't compare to Zhao Tiangong's speed at all. At the same time, the power of the sword is far inferior to Zhao Tiangong's sword.

Seeing that there was no reduction in the slightest, but more and more swords in front of him, Feng Tian sighed. With a single knife in his hand, his body was lowered.

Holding a single knife back, a faint blood-red aura filled the entire valley. After holding the knife with his backhand, Feng Tian's power and attack speed had greatly improved.

His brows furrowed slightly, and Leng Xiaohan looked at the blood-red aura in the valley with some puzzlement: "What is that? I have also seen it on the disciples of the Blood Demon Island of Jindan Dabi." Doesn't that feel strange? Is it something special?"

"That's killing intent! real killing intent. Why can the disciples of Blood Demon Island nourish their battles with battles, and the more they fight, the stronger they become? It is because the exercises cultivated by the disciples of Blood Demon Island are all killing Dao techniques.

This killing intent is difficult to comprehend, it is not the killing intent that we raise to the enemy. It's a sword-intent, sword-like existence, a real killing intent!" Xue looked at Feng Tian's gaze with a very complicated expression.

Looking at Feng Tian, who was in the upper hand, Leng Xiaohan was a little distracted: 'Killing intent, killing Dao?'

Even though Feng Tian's strength was much stronger all of a sudden, Zhao Tiangong still took Feng Tian's attack, but the situation was not good.

"Okay! This is the Feng Tian I know. But don't think you'll win me this way, I'm not without progress over the years. Knocking Feng Tian's blood-colored single knife open, Zhao Tiangong made a strange starting gesture with the knife.

Taking a deep breath, the knife in Zhao Tiangong's hand disappeared instantly. It's not that it's really gone, it's that the speed of the swing is so fast that everyone's eyes can't keep up.

Turning his head to look at the snow, Leng Xiaohan asked, "Can you see Zhao Tiangong's knife?"

"Yes, but it's still a little difficult, and all you can see is a knife shadow. Xue also became serious, thinking of Zhao Tiangong's strength after breaking through Yuanying and entering the out-of-body body, Xue rose with a strong sense of urgency.

"If he enters the out-of-body period, doesn't that mean that I won't even be able to see his knife clearly?"

Facing Zhao Tiangong's big move, Feng Tian not only did not get nervous, but laughed. The blood-red aura that expanded into the valley began to retract rapidly, but the target of the retraction was not Feng Tian, but the blood-red single knife in Feng Tian's hand.

"Slash!" Zhao Tiangong roared angrily, and a silver sword with a size of 100 meters slashed towards Feng Tian.

Leng Xiaohan and the others were less than half the size of the sword. Looking at this sword, Leng Xiaohan couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong?" Xue was still surprised by the power of the sword, and after hearing Leng Xiaohan's sigh, she looked at Leng Xiaohan with a puzzled expression.

opened his mouth, Leng Xiaohan finally didn't say Zhao Tiangong's question: "Forget it, what if even this is the case?"

"Nothing?"

Before Xue could ask, the blood-red sword more than ten meters long below lit up.

"Click, click~bang~"

is different from what everyone thinks, the competition between the 100-meter knife and the 10-meter knife mang, and the last thing that is broken is actually a silver knife with a size of 100 meters. And the stalemate didn't last long, at most four or five breaths.