The opponents continued to match, and soon the opponents of forty and twenty were determined, but the battle did not take place immediately, and everyone walked out of the ring.

Before Xue Ling and the others returned to the stone room, Fang Zheng leaned against the door of his stone room, the two glanced at each other, the latter seemed to sneer, and then turned around and walked into the stone room.

"Be careful, Fang reiterates that it is not easy to deal with. ”

Leng Yan also sensed the dangerous aura flowing between Xue Ling and Fang Zheng, hesitated for a moment, and reminded Xue Ling softly.

Xue Ling nodded, although the other party reiterated that he had no good feelings, but the latter's strength was undoubted, and being able to have Xuanhe's fame in Ximen would only be ridiculed and laughed at without real materials, and naturally he couldn't be despised for this kind of person.

"You should also be careful, if the gap is too big, don't die. ”

Leng Yan's strength has now reached the Nine Leaves Yunlian Realm, and as Leng Xiuya's younger sister, she also has quite strong means, but the four gates are big and here, and the monk disciples of the Nine Leaves Yunlian Realm are really struggling, and if they are a little unlucky, they will encounter opponents in the Condensing Realm.

It's not that everyone can ignore the level gap like Xue Ling and defeat the Condensing Realm with the strength of the Yunlian Realm, for Leng Yan, the opponent of the Condensing Realm is too reluctant.

Leng Yan nodded, she also knew her strength positioning, as long as she worked hard, she would not joke with her life, Leng Xiuya was also there, she didn't want her brother to worry.

At this time, Yan Sixuan and others also came over, there was no doubt that several people had been promoted, and to Xue Ling's surprise, Yue Xiaoqian also entered the top forty, and he suddenly realized at this time that the strength of this girl who was as pure as the little sister next door should not be underestimated.

After a few simple conversations, the people dispersed and returned to their respective stone rooms, Xue Ling didn't have much consumption because of the obvious difference in combat power with the opponent, but the others were different, Mo Qingyuan met an opponent of the Condensation Realm, and he wasted a lot of effort.

Eighty into forty in the condensation realm powerhouses meet each other, this is a very tragic thing, which means that no matter who wins, one person will eventually stop outside the top forty, and in fact, if you rank only by strength, the monks of the condensation realm should be within forty.

But that's how it is, strength is part of it, and luck is also very important.

Of course, there will be no impact on these rankings in general, and people who really have the strength to see the mountains at a glance will not care who the opponent is.

In the square, thirty-five of the forty rings settled down, leaving only the five rings in front, and when the ring change was completed, another clear bell rang out, and then the two numbers that had matched the opponent were displayed in the ring.

Elder Zhenlian appeared in the ring in the center, looked around, didn't talk nonsense, and directly announced the start of the ranking battle of forty into twenty, and at the same time told that after this round, it was the battle for the top sixty, that is, the monks who stopped at the top forty would be ranked again.

This time, not twenty battles started at the same time, twenty points became four batches, this round of ranked battles is undoubtedly more golden, each one may have something to watch, and the four big ones, one is to determine the monk's ranking, and the other purpose is to let other monks gain some insights by watching the game, in order to help the progress of their own strength.

Watching the battle between the strong, in addition to the shock, there are also considerable benefits, some coincidental people, can even take this opportunity to find a breakthrough, and the strength to a higher level.

There are not many monks in the Nine Leaves Yunlian Realm in the Wuzhen Sect, but those who can enter the Condensing Realm are greatly reduced, many monks are stuck at this level, it is several years, and the Four Sects are a good opportunity, they can get a lot of benefits from the powerhouses of the Condensing Realm.

In fact, this is the original intention of the Wuzhen Sect to hold such a large-scale competition, and only when the overall strength level of the disciples is improved, will the entire sect be more confident.

Five rings, ten numbers, there is no Xue Ling's, but there is Mo Qingyuan and Li Xue.

Walking to Li Xueyan's side, Xue Ling smiled and said, "Be careful not to eliminate." ”

What responded to Xue Ling was a back, Li Xueyan walked directly into the ring, and Mo Qingyuan also moved lightly and walked towards a ring.

Soon, the opponents in the five rings stood still, and immediately entered their own rhythms, one battle after another, Xue Ling looked at the ring where Li Xueyan was, the atmosphere was quite strange, and the fighting around was hot, but they were motionless, as if they had become sculptures.

However, this atmosphere did not last long before the opponent took the lead and launched an offensive that he couldn't bear to bear, Xue Ling raised his eyebrows, the opponent was not weak, and the concentration realm was heavy.

However, Xue Ling stretched his waist, this kind of strength may be able to eat when he meets other people, but unfortunately he encounters a bloody death, and the result will undoubtedly be tragic.

Wei Qianmi also shook his head, and then turned his eyes and looked at the ring where Mo Qingyuan was, his small eyes narrowed, and the corners of his eyes flashed with enjoyment.

Xue Ling glanced at him with contempt, isn't he just a beauty, this expression is too obscene, next time he goes back to Fanchen to bring a mobile phone, he has to give this fat man a good look at how unsightly his expression that he usually thinks is chic and proud.

After criticizing Wei Qianmi in his heart, Xue Ling finally looked at the ring where Li Xueyuan was, and then turned his eyes to look at the ring where Mo Qingyuan was.

Well, it's pretty good.

Xue Ling's heart moved, in the ring, Mo Qingyuan's delicate body was like a butterfly fluttering, extremely beautiful, but under this beauty, the sword shadow roared and the light flew, but it was quite dangerous.

The sharp sword roared, and Xue Ling and Wei Qianmi watched it, but they enjoyed it extremely much.

On the other side, Li Xueyan quickly resolved the battle without any doubt, walked down, frowned slightly, glared at the two people who were fascinated, seemed to snort coldly, crossed the two, and sat up directly in the distance where no one was.

Mo Qingyuan's luck was not very good, this time the opponent was more tricky, but fortunately, she was strong and still won, when she stepped off the stage, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and a strand of hair was stained on her fair cheeks, which had a thrilling beauty.

Her jade hand stretched out, her slender jade fingers brushed through the strand of hair, pinned it behind her ear, and her eyes happened to see Xue Ling and Wei Qianmi, the two of them stared at her, their eyes were a little distracted.

Xiu frowned slightly, the long sword in Mo Qingyuan's hand shook slightly, and the decoration on the scabbard made a crisp and ethereal sound, Xue Ling and Wei Qianmi were stunned, and immediately looked embarrassed at Mo Qingyuan's clear big eyes.

Xue Ling wanted to say something to hide his embarrassment, he was indeed attracted by Mo Qingyuan's posture just now, he hadn't seriously seen the female monk make a move before, but he didn't expect it to be so light and elegant, it was really like a beautiful art.

"Haha, congratulations, I know, Senior Sister Mo, you can solve that kid's matter in minutes. ”

Wei Qianmi suddenly laughed, with a bright smile, and the sycophants crackled, but Mo Qingyuan didn't appreciate it very much, only glanced at him coldly, and then looked at Xue Ling.

Xue Ling smiled dryly, Mo Qingyuan nodded, and immediately walked to Yan Sixuan and the others.

"Eh, what about that kid?!"

Xue Ling saw that the other ring was empty, and blurted out his debut.

"What is there to see about that kid, he is full of blood all day long, and he panics when he sees me. ”

Wei Qianmi said with a big grin.

The two of them turned around, and after Yan Sixuan and the others, they saw Li Xuexuan, this guy sat with his eyes closed, ignoring the surrounding environment at all.

"What are you doing hiding here, I thought you were beaten so hard that you couldn't get up and went back to the stone room to recuperate. ”

Xue Ling grinned, but Li Xueyan didn't respond, he looked like he was ignoring it, as if Xue Ling was in the air, he was indifferent when he was hit by a small pebble.

What's wrong with this guy? Xue Ling walked over gently, thought about it, and smiled inexplicably, Ignore me, brother has a way to clean you up.

"Leng Yan is going to play. ”

In a word, Li Xueyan suddenly opened his eyes, but at a glance, the five rings were empty, and a figure in one of the rings had just jumped down, obviously, the first batch had completely ended at this moment.

Tilting his head, he glared at Xue Ling, Li Xueyan didn't speak, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

But now Xue Ling has already resisted this gaze, and he doesn't care at all, he sits down next to Li Xueyan, and says: "Cool, you have entered the top twenty, I will hang, I met Fang reiterate, most of them will stop here, and that guy is not a good stubble at first glance, and he is also in a group with Xueyun, maybe one accidentally gave me the result, then this time is the last time I sit with you." ”

Xue Ling said with a haha.

The grievances between Blood Youyun and Xue Ling are known only to Li Xueyun.

To be honest, Xue Ling was not in a calm mood at this time, maybe in the eyes of others, he and Fang reaffirmed that the competition would be the same as the others, but he knew that there were murderous opportunities in it, and the other party did not seem to be a little bit of a stop for himself.

Although he was not afraid, Xue Ling also knew that he would inevitably experience a big battle next, and Fang Zheng's strength was self-evident, he was a fierce opponent.

He knows his temperament, if Fang reiterates too much, he will not keep his hand, and when the time comes, he will be emotional, maybe he will not die.

The arrogance and temperament reaffirmed by the Israeli side, and his battle with Xue Ling was not seriously injured, but there was death.

Taking a light breath, he came, in the distance in the ring, showing his number, Xue Ling got up, patted the dust on his shirt, and immediately glanced at Li Xueyan, who had been silent, and walked towards the ring without saying more.

Behind him, Li Xueyan looked at Xue Ling's back, his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but his palm raised a little and fell, and he lowered his gaze.

When he raised it again, a faint voice rang out: "I'll wait for you to fight!"

Xue Ling's body froze, his steps stopped, and when he heard this voice, he then smiled, and replied in a clear voice: "Borrow your auspicious words!"

A thin figure stepped across the white square, walking towards the ring that seemed to be constantly drawn closer by the camera, and then enlarged little by little.

After the ring, the sun rises, shining brightly.