Yun Xiaoye stood behind Xu Tiandi, glanced at the wonderful fighting techniques in the ring a few times, and suddenly said, "Who do you say will win?"

Xu Tiandi's eyes narrowed, his eyes rolled, and he glanced at Yun Xiaoye out of the corner of his eye, and said slowly: "This Li Miao's attainments in the Nine Cold Ice Condensation Ice Duel in the Xuanbing Palace have reached the early stage of the eighth layer of the flying sword, and the Lu Shen cultivation of the Dementor Sect is not bad, at this moment, the two of them see that Lu Miao is falling to the downside, in fact, Li Miao has suffered a loss in the magic weapon, I am afraid that Li Miao is going to be defeated." 【】”

Yun Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, staring at it, only to see the ice dragon roaring and roaring, gaining the upper hand, and there was no decline at all, on the contrary, the area where the Dementor Sect Lu Flash was active was pressed smaller and smaller by the silver ice dragon and Dao ice pick, and even the momentum of several Yin Spirit Ghosts he refined was greatly reduced, no matter how you look at it, Li Miao has the upper hand.

Xu Tiandi seemed to look at Yun Xiaoye quite differently, and explained: "The immortal sword in Li Miao's hand was forged by the condensation of the flying sword separated from the golden pill in his body, and he suffered a small loss in terms of grade. The fishbone sword in Lu Shan's hand is a famous magic weapon of the Demon Sect Dementor Sect, with a demonic spirit, and with the Netherworld Ghost Technique, it can be super exerted, under the advantages of one or the other, Li Miao's chance of winning is not big, looking at this situation, Lu Shen will fight back in half an hour at most. ”

Sure enough, as Xu Tiandi predicted, the seemingly powerful ice dragon had been helpless against Lu Shan, and after a while, the fishbone sword in Lu Shan's hand condensed red, and saw the opportunity to point a sword on the cold huge dragon head, and the whole cold suddenly shattered, turning into countless ice cubes and falling down.

Li Miao seemed to be taken aback, and retreated again and again, but Lu Shen would never give up the opportunity he had been waiting for, the fishbone sword galloped up, and several yin spirits around him counterattacked, and the situation was reversed in an instant, Li Miao faced Lu Shen's crazy attack, and the silver-white sword qi was finally quickly suppressed, and at the same time, one was not careful, his left arm was first injured by a hideous yin spirit, and his shoulder was even hit by the fishbone sword, and the blood flowed.

The Demon Sect cheered loudly, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic.

On the side of the righteous path, seeing that Li Miao, who had been attacking all the way, was instantly reversed by Lu Shan, they were all shocked, and they saw the Demon Sect disciples on the north side of the first line of water and heaven shouting proudly, is this okay?

The loser does not lose the battle, and suddenly the north and south sides began to scold and shout at each other again across the ring.

On the periphery of the crowd, Yun Xiaoye glanced at Xu Tiandi, and the surprise in his heart was beyond words, and said, "You...... Who the hell are you?"

"The old man is a master!"

Xu Tiandi smiled, there was a smug look in his eyes, and he looked quite obscene!

Yun Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, shook his head again, and thought: "This little old man can't be blind, ordinary masters don't brag about themselves, he is definitely not a master." 【】”

Thinking of this, suddenly the ring shook, he turned his head to look, and saw that Li Miao was covered in blood, and he was no longer able to resist Lu Shan's attack and was defeated.

Xu Tiandi pulled his granddaughter Xiaoya, held his close-fitting bamboo pole curtain with the other hand, shook his head and walked to another fighting platform, before leaving, Xiaoya still blinked her big eyes and smiled innocently at Yun Xiaoxi, and then was overwhelmed by the crowd.

A total of twelve battles were fought on this day, and a total of fifteen people from the Shushan faction appeared, including thirteen people from the Chiyan'er Yun Little Demon, which was really the biggest winner today.

At dusk, the last battle of today's first round was over, and Yun Xiao followed the crowd down Lingxiao Square with unfinished intentions, thinking back to the young disciples he saw today, and he had a lot of feelings.

The most leisurely among the disciples of Shushan today was Gu Yufeng, and the opponent was very different in strength from him, and it took almost no effort to do so. And the most tragic are Han Xuemei and Ke Xingyun, the two masters of the righteous path, Han Xuemei won, but also suffered a lot of internal injuries, and was escorted down the mountain by the same disciple as soon as she got out of the ring.

Returning to the mountainside where the main hall of the Tianshan Sword Sect was located, it was already dark, and everyone was talking in groups about the fighting methods of the day, and those who had different opinions began to argue fiercely.

Yun Xiaoxie didn't have many friends in Shushan, the only intimate and close friend Xiaopang lived in Lingxiao City, and there was no one to talk to, after returning to the mountainside, he first went back to the room in the other courtyard and lay down for a while, and then went to the canteen at the end of the bluestone path to eat alone.

Most of the meals are plain food, and Yun Xiaoye didn't care, and while eating, he crossed his fingers and counted how many games he had to go through to reach the top ten.

In the first round of competition, half of the 1,100 people will be eliminated, and the rest are elites of all veins, even though Yun Xiaoxie's self-confidence has swelled, he also knows in his heart that it will be extremely difficult for him to enter the top ten.

The first round of the knockout round now seems to be held for four days, today is only the first day, when the last day of the first round of knockout is over, and then three days later is the second round of the promotion knockout round, only more than 270 people of 550 people can be successfully promoted, and then three days later the third round of the promotion of the knockout round.

When the third round is over, there will only be one hundred and ten people left in the heart magic battle this time, and they are definitely elites of all veins, and maybe even all of them are elite disciples of the Flying Sword Realm, Yun Xiaoxiao knows that he is only afraid that he can only enter the third round at most.

After the third round, a brutal battle will begin, and there will be no three-day buffer period for the disciples participating in the competition to recover their true yuan aura.

First of all, those who can stick to three consecutive unbeaten games can directly advance to the top 10, which is the most straightforward way. Of course, this method is also the most difficult, and the last remaining more than 100 people, almost all of them are masters of the flying sword realm, after defeating the first player, even if they are not injured, they will definitely lose their aura, and they will continue the second competition with almost half an hour's rest, but the opponent is full of energy and aura, even if they win the second game by luck, there is a third competition.

In the last few Heart Demon Fantasy Battles, there are only a handful of True Demon disciples who have directly advanced by relying on three consecutive undefeated matches.

In order to compete for the top ten, everyone must have a big fight.

Now there are twelve people in the world's famous six fairies and six sons, fortunately, the mysterious wind and autumn rain did not come to participate in the competition this time, otherwise everyone's pressure will definitely be much greater.

"It seems that I can only pray that I will draw a good lot in the next few games!"

Yun Xiaoxie thought about it several times, and finally could only shake his head helplessly, wanting to advance to the last top ten competition, and the next two rounds of promotion and knockout could only draw a good lot, and he must not meet the elite disciples of the Flying Sword Realm, if it was an ordinary opponent of the Jindan Realm, his hope of winning was still quite big.

During the day, Han Xuemei and Ke Xingyun, the two fighting methods of the Flying Sword Realm, even smashed into the three-zhang high ring, and Yun Xiaoyi thought that his Taoism was far inferior to them.

Yun Xiaoxiao had eaten this meal for an hour, and it was already late at night when he finished eating, and there were only seven or eight people still eating in the huge dining hall.

Yun Xiaoye saw a lot of fruits on the long table on the edge, he rolled his eyes, took a basket of seven or eight apples, a large plate of bananas, several apples and vermilion fruits, and also carried three bunches of grapes, which was satisfied and walked out of the canteen with the basket.

It wasn't for him to eat, but to go to the sick.

Han Xuemei was injured today, he was still quite concerned in his heart, on the night three days ago, after the two of them leaned on the cliff boulder in the back mountain to admire the moon, Yun Xiaoxie obviously had a slight change in Han Xuemei's feelings, and now that she was injured, she had to go and see it.

Han Xuemei lived in a separate courtyard with Xu Baofeng, Lu Linglang, Li Ziye, Chi Yan'er, Bai Xue and other female disciples of Shushan, only a hundred zhang away from the courtyard where Yun Xiaoxiao lived.

He walked out of the courtyard where Han Xuemei lived, twisting his buttocks, and carrying a fruit basket, it was late at night, tonight was the same as during the day, the weather was gloomy, even the moon and stars were covered by black clouds, and the stronger and stronger night wind was blowing slowly, and the trees and leaves on both sides of the bluestone path made a sound of swishing and sojoking, and it was estimated that there would be a rain tonight.

Almost all the lights of the seven or eight houses in the courtyard were turned off, Yun Xiaoxiao stood in front of a low tree and looked at it with a frown, secretly saying that he had miscalculated, which of the several houses in the courtyard was where Han Xuemei lived?

All the female disciples of the Shushan faction live in this courtyard, if they knock on the wrong door in the middle of the night, in case there is a scandal of the prodigal son of the Dengtu, how can they still mix in Shushan?

He hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but sit on the ground, leaning on the trunk of the tree and grabbing the fruit in the basket and eating. I'm going to see if anyone opens the door and comes out, and I'm asking when the time comes.

When the time was almost there, there was still no acquaintance coming out, he got up helplessly, patted his buttocks, and carried the fruit basket to go back, but at this moment, there was a soft squeak in the darkness, and Yun Xiaoxiao hurriedly hid in the shadow behind the tree like a thief, quietly poked his head out to look, and his face was immediately happy.

I saw that the person who walked out of the room was a young woman dressed in white like snow, who was his old acquaintance Li Ziye, he was overjoyed, and was about to jump out to stop Li Ziye.

At this moment, his body stiffened, his eyes showed a suspicious look, and his body unexpectedly did not come out.

In the night, the girl in white turned her eyes slightly, like a thief, and found that she had not attracted the attention of the people in the surrounding room, so she tiptoed to close the door gently, her movements were very light and slow, as if she did not want to be heard.

After closing the door, Li Ziye looked around a few more times, and then walked out of the courtyard of the other courtyard mysteriously.

Yun Xiaoye frowned, he is not a fool, he is very familiar with this action, when he used to steal things from his senior brothers and sisters in Shushan, when he was a thief, he was so cautious.

"Ye Zishen went out mysteriously in the middle of the night, isn't there some ulterior secret?"

Yun Xiaoxie's heart moved slightly, a bad thought appeared in his mind, seeing Li Ziye walking into the darkness by night, he slowly put down the fruit basket in his hand, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and gently followed.

The night was thick, and the wind was blowing in all directions, making a whirring sound. The two of them soon disappeared into the gloomy night.