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Yun Xiaoxie slept for two days and two nights, and today is the fourth and last day of the first round of promotion and elimination. Net, all the way with you! 【Starter】

When I arrived at Lingxiao Square, the ten rings were fighting fiercely, and when I saw it from a distance, I saw Shushan disciples Zuo Long and Zhou Dalin fighting with their opponents in the fourth and ninth rings respectively.

Yun Xiaoye came to the ninth ring to watch the competition, where many people gathered, as well as hundreds of Shushan disciples and elders.

He squeezed into the crowd of disciples of the Shushan Sect, and greeted the familiar people around him with a smile.

When everyone saw Yun Xiaoxie suddenly appear, their faces were strange, and they all looked in another direction, there were more than ten female disciples of Shushan in that direction, and Han Xuemei, who was dressed in goose yellow clothes, was standing there pretty.

As if sensing everyone's strange gaze, Han Xuemei couldn't help but look over here, her gaze swept over Yun Xiaoxie's body, and she didn't feel any emotion.

Yun Xiaoyi saw that everyone's expressions were different, and said strangely: "Senior brothers, why are you looking at me with such obscene eyes?

Li Xiaoyao patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Little junior brother, are you still pretending?!"

"What?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, you go ahead and pretend. ”

Yun Xiaoye shrugged his shoulders and greatly despised Li Xiaoyao, Feng Yuanji and the others, and after a while, his eyes were attracted by the fighting method of Zhou Dalin and his opponent.

Zhou Dalin's opponent is an outstanding disciple of the Xuanbing Palace, named Shui Muhua, his cultivation is very high, and he is also a young master who has reached the eighth layer of the flying sword realm, Zhou Dalin has been fighting with Shui Muhua for more than half an hour, and he is still on par.

It is also his bad luck, the Kang Spirit Sword he cultivated is a fire-based magic weapon, and the Nine Cold Ice Condensation Exercises cultivated by the Xuanbing Palace are water-based exercises, and most of the disciples of the Xuanbing Palace are water-based magic weapons.

Since ancient times, fire and water have been incompatible.

Especially when encountering opponents of equal strength, the fight is even more fierce and extraordinary.

Feng Tianyu, the first seat of Ziwei Peak, was staring at the stage at the moment, looking at this stupid apprentice of his own on the stage, his face was solemn, it could be seen that he was also bottomless in his heart.

After another fight of incense, the flame of the Kang Spirit Immortal Sword was once again suppressed by the other party's silver-white cold light, Zhou Dalin was not in a hurry, and urged the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao to defend with all his might.

From the fighting method to the present, the two of you have been back and forth several times, but they can't help each other, and now they are fighting who will show the fatal flaw first.

Shui Mu Hua's cultivation is extremely high, and he is quite prominent among the young disciples of Xuanbing Palace's generation, and his cultivation is second only to Senior Brother Chu Yulong.

He was arrogant, ready to show his strength in this heart magic war, but he didn't expect that he was super unlucky, and in the first round, he met Zhou Dalin, who has been extremely outstanding in the Shushan faction in recent years, and the Kang Spirit Immortal Sword in Zhou Dalin's hand is exactly the same as his Ice Alum Immortal Sword.

Fighting until now, Zhou Dalin has always gained the upper hand by relying on a powerful and crazy offensive, and he has fought back with all his strength several times to support it until now.

Now that Zhou Dalin's offensive has been pressed down by himself again, Shui Muhua knows that the spiritual energy in his body is seriously consumed, and if he drags it out, he is only afraid that he will really lose in the hands of Zhou Dalin.

Zhou Dalin's eyes flashed, and he didn't dare to make a hard connection, and he stepped on Xuantian to resist defense in eight steps, while dodging ice picks.

The cold air instantly enveloped the entire fighting ring, and countless ice picks fell from the sky and plunged directly into the hard stone slab under their feet, but in a moment, the huge ring was already densely filled with ice picks.

The disciples of Xuanbing Palace saw that Shui Muhua had the upper hand, and Zhou Dalin, who had already been forced, was embarrassed, and they were all overjoyed, and they shouted one after another.

The disciples of Shushan did not show weakness here, although they were slightly inferior in number, but they were all superb in cultivation, and the cheers for Zhou Dalin were higher and higher.

Yun Xiaoxiao danced and shouted in the crowd of Shushan, looking excited, seeing that the magic weapon Haoguang in Zhou Dalin's hand was pressed down, he couldn't wait to rush up and kick that Shui Muhua's ass a few times.

Outside the crowd, Xiaoya, Xu Tiandi, and Xiaoli watched the fighting method of the ninth ring with great attention, and the other rings were almost over, only the ninth ring was still holding on.

Xiaoya said: "Grandpa, that black Zhou Dalin seems to be about to lose." It's still that handsome man in white who cultivates to a higher level!"

The little fox stroked the little girl's head and said with a smile: "Little girl, how old are you, you know how to judge people by their appearance?"

Xiaoya stuck out her tongue and said, "That Shui Muhua is indeed much better looking than Zhou Dalin, he will definitely win!"

"Humph!"

Xu Tiandi suddenly snorted coldly, and there seemed to be a complex color flickering between his eyebrows.

The little fox turned his head to look at Xu Tiandi: "Do you have any different opinions?"

Xu Tiandi didn't answer, but said slowly: "Which of the two of them do you think can win?"

The little fox rolled his eyes and said, "I don't have a good impression of the disciple of Shushan, so I naturally hope that the disciple of the Xuanbing Palace will win." ”

"Then you'd be wrong. ”

Xu Tiandi said very slowly, and there seemed to be a glint in his eyes.

The little fox was surprised: "Do you think that under the current situation, Zhou Dalin can still turn things around?"

At this moment, Zhou Dalin on the stage was indeed falling down, and he was almost shot by an ice pick several times, quite embarrassed, especially the flame light of the Kang Spirit Immortal Sword in his hand was greatly weakened, while the offensive of Shui Muhua on the opposite side was getting stronger and stronger.

Xu Tiandi said lightly: "This week, Dalin is wooden, honest and honest, I heard that when he first worshiped under the Shushan Gate, no one was optimistic about him, until he was eighteen years old, he broke through the realm of the sword, and since then he has opened his mind and soared into the sky." He has a tough personality, is kind and honest, and it is difficult to have demons, which is especially important on the way to cultivation, especially after his cultivation is getting higher. Shui Mu Hua's cultivation and his cultivation are both around the middle of the Flying Sword Cultivation Period, but well, in terms of foundation, he is far inferior to Zhou Dalin, and now Shui Mu Hua is already at the end of the strong crossbow, on the other hand, Zhou Dalin, although he was suppressed, but as long as he waited for a wave of ice picks, he would definitely seize the opportunity to take advantage of the situation to counterattack, as I expected, he would wait a while and cast the Dragon Roar Nine Heavens......"

As soon as Xu Tiandi's words fell, the ice picks that shot down from the sky on the stage began to decrease, and Zhou Dalin, who was breathless, suddenly relieved the pressure, and the red light of the Kang Spirit Immortal Sword in his hand burned again.

A moment later, when the ice pick was less than half of the previous one, Zhou Dalin finally accumulated a lot of strength, and broke off, like a dragon roaring and a tiger's roar, and the sound shook the four fields.

"Nine Heavens of Dragon Roar!"

The Kang Spirit Immortal Sword galloped up, and the flames of the sword body immediately soared dozens of times, and a huge burning fire dragon spewed fireballs, instantly dissolving all the ice picks.

The next moment, after the fire dragon flew in a circle in the air, it rushed towards the pale Shui Muhua on the opposite side with teeth and claws.

For the first time, a look of despair appeared on Mizuki Hua's resolute cheeks, his pupils contracted rapidly, and the white light of the Ice Alum Immortal Sword in his hand shone brightly, urging the little spiritual energy left in his body, and he was also making the final blow.

He stabbed out with a sword, and a clear sword light turned into a huge ice sword and shot at the flaming dragon.

Just as everyone was waiting for the two completely different energies to collide with their mouths wide open, a sudden change occurred, and the originally huge fire dragon instantly disintegrated, divided into three smaller fire dragons and attacked Mizuki Hua from three sides.

Shui Muhua's face changed greatly, he didn't expect that this huge fire dragon would be divided into three≡ his own sword qi pounced into the air, and shot directly at the defensive barrier, making a loud roar.

The three fire dragons were menacing from three different directions, and Shui Muhua's clothes instantly swelled and danced, and in the face of the monstrous heat wave, his hair was withering at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, as if the water had been evaporated by the flame heat wave.

Shui Muhua gritted his teeth, galloped up with the fairy sword in his hand, and ignored the fire dragons that pounced on the left and right, and rushed to the front one alone with a sword, wanting to tear a way out.

Tianshu Jade Terrace, south side.

Xuanbing Palace Elder Ding Mian's face was like ashes, his gaze was withdrawn from the ninth ring, and he snorted softly in his mouth.

Where can this voice escape the ears of these righteous predecessors around him, he naturally heard it clearly, Yuncang hooked the red corner, and his face was glowing, Zhou Dalin gave the Shushan faction a long face, and overwhelmed the elite disciples of Xuanbing Palace, and his face as the head of the sect naturally shone.

These predecessors, who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, have already seen that Shui Muhua is already in a dying struggle, and when he is exhausted, he can't stop those three fire dragons at all.

With a loud bang, the flames in the sky imprinted half of the sky, and the white clothes of Shui Muhua in mid-air were burned in several places, and fell heavily on the ring, and the three fire dragons roared in the air, turning into endless fireballs and shooting in all directions, falling on the surrounding rings, and gradually turning into nothingness.

Zhou Dalin did not hesitate to forcibly take back the fire dragon at the last critical moment, once these three fire dragons all hit Shui Muhua's body, Shui Muhua would have to shed his skin if he didn't die.

It's just that a large amount of true yuan was forcibly withdrawn in an instant, and Rao is cultivation like Zhou Dalin was difficult to support, so he spit out a mouthful of essence blood.

The faces of the Shushan disciples changed greatly, and they all exclaimed. Not far away, nearly a thousand Xuanbing Palace disciples had helpless expressions, and they couldn't even accept the fact in front of them.

Shui Muhua's status among the disciples of this generation of Xuanbing Palace is almost second only to Senior Brother Chu Yulong, but he didn't expect that in the situation of having a big advantage just now, Zhou Dalin instantly turned the tide with the Dragon Roar Nine Heavens thaumaturgy, and everyone was still in a daze, and they didn't react for a while.

"I lost ......"

On the stage, Shui Muhua, who was quite embarrassed, stood up tremblingly, looked at the big black and tall man opposite, and said, "Senior Brother Zhou's Taoism is superb, and when I saw it today, it really deserved his reputation." ”

Zhou Dalin laughed dryly, hugged his fists and said: "Luck, luck......"

Shui Muhua looked at the flaming fairy sword in Zhou Dalin's hand and said, "The fairy sword in your hand is the famous fairy sword Kang Ling of Ziwei Peak in Shu Mountain." ”

Zhou Dalin nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

Shui Muhua smiled bitterly, looked down at the silver-white Ice Alum Immortal Sword in his hand, shook his head and said: "It seems that my Taoism is still not enough, in fact, the Ice Alum in my hand is not weak in aura compared to Kang Spirit, I am defeated because my own cultivation is not as good as Senior Brother Zhou, and I am convinced." ”

Zhou Dalin smiled, he was not good at words, and he didn't know what to say.

At this time, the disciples of Shushan erupted in earth-shaking cheers, shouting the name of "Zhou Dalin".

This rustic name, this rustic person.

Only the dazzling fairy sword is still so unbeatable, like a god of war who looks down on the world, standing proudly in the ring.