"Boom!"

The iceberg shattered, Xue Ling soared into the sky, and the heavenly thunder halberd was in his hand, like a divine soldier that destroyed the withered and decayed.

In the distance, Jun Wuregret saw this scene, and his face froze.

Xue Ling landed on the ground, staring at Jun Wuregret, his sharp eyes were like eagle falcons.

"Ahem......"

Facing Xue Ling's gaze, Jun Wuregret laughed dryly, and said loudly: "Brother Xue Ling, don't look at me like this. ”

"Forget it, I'm also a person who does what I say, since I promised that you can resist even if you win, then naturally I can't go back. ”

Jun has no regrets and righteous words, and he is quite bold and bold.

"So although there are still killer weapons that have not been used, and you will definitely lose after you use them, I have no regrets and let you win. ”

As he spoke, Jun Wu regretted clasping his fist at Xue Ling, turned around and left.

"Haha, Simen is big, you can come to me for a drink after the end, I'm very interested in you, remember, you have no regrets, you have no regrets, you have no regrets, my brother is so handsome, I am so handsome. ”

There is a lot of nonsense, but Jun Wuregret left quite neatly.

Xue Ling looked at Jun Wuregret, who walked out of the ring and gradually walked away, his face was slightly stiff, and he was really a little speechless about this strange guy.

However, although it is a little strange to win, it is a win. Since the battle was over, there was no need to stay longer, and as soon as he threw his hand towards the high platform, Xue Ling left the ring.

Walking out of the ring, Xue Ling did not leave, and the next battle was Wu Yulin and Mo Xinyan, both of whom he was quite interested in.

Wu Yulin, the first person in the South Gate, is considered to be a strong contender for the first place, that kind of strength is unquestionable, the last time the four doors were compared to it by a slight advantage to the blood clouds, and then worked harder to cultivate, a martial arts attitude, coupled with that extremely excellent talent, today's strength must have made quite rapid progress.

Relatively speaking, Mo Xinyan's reputation is much weaker, and many monks don't even know anything about him before, after all, Mo Xinyan has never been famous in the East Gate, this time he suddenly rushed up, the impact of the wind is not weaker than Xue Ling, he and Xue Ling can be said to be the two most unexpected dark horses this time.

It couldn't be darker anymore.

In fact, even compared to Xue Ling, he is even more surprising, after all, Xue Ling is no matter how big the four doors are, he is a little more famous than before, although it is considered to be a luck component, but it undoubtedly brought a storm in the Wuzhen School, and Mo Xinyan is completely four gates big, more than suddenly appeared, and now he is singing all the way and reaching the top ten, that kind of strength is obviously not a fluke.

So although there were still people who ridiculed Dongmen's good luck this time, but at this point, even a fool knows that the ten people left behind are all strong people with special means.

So now, no one despises him anymore.

However, when they knew the opponent he was going to face, many people felt sorry, no matter how black Mo Xinyan's dark horse was, but in the face of Wu Bolin, who was almost a life-loving martial artist, the chances of winning were extremely slim.

Mo Xinyan's road to the top ten ends here.

And as everyone expected, in the face of Wu Bolin, Mo Xinyan did not achieve any advantage, but it was not the kind of situation where he was allowed to be slaughtered, although he failed to win, he also got Wu Bolin's recognition, and if he wanted to get Wu Bolin's recognition, it was not something that ordinary monks could do, there was no real strength, and Wu Bolin, a person who valued strength very seriously, simply disdained it.

Therefore, although Mo Xinyan was defeated, he left the ring under the admiring gaze of everyone, he was as low-key as ever, without superfluous words, and after leaving, he directly entered the crowd, and then it was as if he had never appeared.

But in everyone's hearts, he will obviously not be as unknown as before, this time the four gates are big, and after that, everyone will know that among the east gates, there is an extremely low-key but amazingly powerful monk, Mo Xinyan.

Seeing the competition between Wu Bolin and Mo Xinyan, Xue Ling's eyes were also solemn, the strength of the two of them was quite strong, and Wu Kuolin's fierce and domineering offensive was also indomitable, destroying the way of destroying the enemy, and its physical strength was also fierce, which made Xue Ling slightly stunned, this was the strongest physical strength monk he had seen in the Wuzhen Sect, so it was similar to him winning with strength, if the two met, that kind of battle must be extremely exciting.

The confrontation of pure physical strength, although not as fancy and pretty as the Yuan Force offensive, gives people a sense of visual shock, but it is more real and easier to make people's blood boil.

The end of this battle did not bring the atmosphere to a sluggishness, people's eyes were filled with fiery anticipation, and the next battle, thinking about it, I think it will be quite shocking.

The East Gate is cold and repairs the cliff!

Simon's Blood Cloud!

The fame and strength of the two have reached a peak in the Wuzhen School, the former is not only extremely superb in Dao cultivation, but also has incomparably enviable achievements in alchemy, and the popularity of such excellent talents in both aspects is incomparably unquestionable.

And Blood Youyun, a stunningly talented and glamorous figure, has become a well-deserved first among Ximen, and in recent years, Ximen's top combat power can be said to be the first of the four gates, but it is where those geniuses gather, Blood Youyun has always held the first place, and even won the championship in the last four-door competition, which laid his position extremely solid, in the eyes of Ximen's disciples, Xueyouyun is a god-like existence, and that kind of admiration makes them only sigh.

The-for-tat confrontation between these two people is undoubtedly extremely eye-catching, the blood cloud is the first in the West Gate, and Leng Xiuya has also won the first place in the four gates, and when the two strong meet, it will eventually break out into a fierce battle that makes people feel refreshed and happy.

So, in the midst of all the attention and cheers, the two of them appeared on the stage, Xue Ling stood in the crowd, looking at the polarized mountains and tsunamis, and couldn't help but smack his lips, the exaggeration of the influence of these two people far exceeded his imagination.

In the ring, the two politely spoke, and then they moved, and when they made their moves, there was no such thunderous momentum, and even seemed extraordinarily elegant and smart, and a pleasing feeling spread, and everyone's minds were immersed in such a battle.

And Xue Ling also stared intently at the two people who were fighting, the so-called layman looked at the excitement, and the insider looked at the doorway, although the battle between these two people did not have the violent momentum of the mountain rain and the wind was full of buildings, but the lethality of the two people was really extraordinary.