Chapter 342: The First Eight
"I lost!"
Seeing this, Ye Wuxian directly admitted defeat.
Qi Ming immediately flew off the ring and landed beside Xiao Qingxue, Ji Shuirou and Yi Qingxuan.
The three daughters were very happy and proud of Qi Ming.
Soon.
The jousting of the other rings is also over.
"The top fifteen have already won, and now the draw continues. ”
The bearded old man announced.
Forthwith.
The names on the big screen change again.
Soon a new list of belligerents appeared.
"Ring No. 1, Tongtian Domain Litian VS Wuzhuang Domain Ding Peng. ”
"Ring No. 2, Primordial Domain Wei Zheng VS Ancestral Witch Domain Houyi. ”
"Ring 3, Lao Ziyu Hong Tengyun VS Lei Yin Domain Tower. ”
"Ring 4, Wuzhuang Domain Ding Peng VS Shura Domain Mo Fei. ”
“......”
"Yuanwu Domain Qi Ming had a bye and was directly promoted. ”
Immediately, a group of warriors rushed into the ring again.
And some ordinary martial artists were glad that Qi Ming was lucky, and he had a bye directly.
Soon, the top eight were decided.
"The top 8 have already won and now the draw continues. ”
The bearded old man announced.
Forthwith.
The names on the big screen change again.
Soon a new list of belligerents appeared.
"Ring No. 1, Tongtian Domain Litian VS Kunpeng Domain Shi Zhuo. ”
"Ring No. 2, Primordial Domain Wei Zheng VS Difu Domain Wang Liang. ”
"Ring 3, Lao Zi Domain Hong Tengyun VS Primordial Domain Step Extraordinary. ”
"Ring 4, Wuzhuang Domain Ding Peng VS Yuan Wu Domain Qi Ming. ”
Immediately, a group of warriors rushed into the ring again.
Qi Ming's opponent is Ding Peng of Wuzhuang Domain.
Ding Peng looks ordinary, his eyes are as bright as stars, and his momentum is compelling.
"Qi Ming, you are very good, you can actually enter the top eight! Are you interested in entering the Wuzhuang Domain Holy Land Wuzhuang Guan Cultivation. ”
Ding Peng looked at Qi Ming with appreciative eyes and threw out an olive branch.
"Wuzhuang Guan?"
Qi Ming said with a puzzled face.
"Yes, Wuzhuang Temple is the largest holy place in Wuzhuang Domain, if you can enter Wuzhuang Temple, your future achievements are limitless. ”
Ding Peng was kind and seductive.
"Forget it, I don't know if I can go further, so I won't go to Wuzhuang Temple. ”
Qi Ming groaned slightly and refused.
Although he guessed the extraordinaryness of Wuzhuang Guan, he knew that the strongest domain among the ten domains was the Tongtian domain.
If possible, he would go to the Celestial Domain.
"Well, if you think about it carefully, you can still come to me, and I will introduce you to Wuzhuang Temple. ”
Ding Peng said with a smile.
Forthwith.
Ding Peng raised his hand with a dragon-shaped war knife in his hand.
A golden glow erupted from the dragon-shaped sword, blooming with a dazzling light, and a dragon-shaped phantom rose to the sky, smiling proudly for nine days, and the dragon groaned.
The dragon-shaped war knife is a heaven-level high-grade Xuan soldier.
"Soul Burial Sword Out!"
Qi Ming immediately summoned a heaven-level mid-grade Xuan Soldier, the Soul Burial Sword.
The Soul Burial Sword emitted a cold and cold aura, freezing the air into frost.
Forthwith.
Ding Peng rose into the sky, raised the dragon-shaped war knife above his head, and slashed it down fiercely.
"Thousand Variations Phoenix Ming Knife Technique - Thousand Variations Knife!"
A terrifying sword light thousands of zhang long slashed down, shattering heaven and earth, and severing space.
"Da Luo Ziqing Sword Technique - Da Luo Sword. ”
Qi Ming also slashed out a terrifying sword light thousands of zhang long.
Bang.
There was a loud bang that shook the world.
The sword light and the sword light collided fiercely, setting off a hurricane of more than ten levels, sweeping in all directions.
Suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, flying sand and rocks, and rocks splashed, covering the sky and the sun.
Forthwith.
The sword light and the sword light shattered and burst apart with each other.
"The Thousand Variations Fengming Knife Technique - Fengming Knife. ”
"Da Luo Ziqing Sword Technique - Ziqing Sword. ”
Another sword light and a sword light bombarded together, and a loud sound that shook the world erupted.
"Thousand Variations Phoenix Knife Technique - Thousand Variations Phoenix Knife Technique. ”
A terrifying sword light thousands of zhang long slashed down, like a nine-heaven immortal phoenix, blooming with gorgeous and colorful divine light, as if it was about to shine in all directions.
Suppress the heavens, overwhelm the eternals, crisscross the void, and be terrifying.
"Da Luo Ziqing Sword Technique - Da Luo Ziqing Sword. ”
Qi Ming slashed out a sword, and the pitch-black sword light thousands of zhang long turned into a hideous and terrifying pitch-black true dragon, shaking its head and tail, and rushing towards the Nine Heavens Immortal Phoenix with teeth and claws.
Phew.
A chirp exploded.
Aung Aung Ang.
The dragon groaned.
The Nine Heavens Immortal Phoenix and the Pitch Black True Dragon collided fiercely together, and a big battle broke out.
Heaven and earth are cracked, the sun and the moon are lightless, the mountains and rivers are shattered, the momentum is majestic and vast, sweeping the eight wildernesses and six combinations, and the momentum is straight to the nine heavens.
Forthwith.
The true dragon and the immortal phoenix shattered and annihilated each other.
"Thousand Variations Phoenix Ming Knife Technique - Thousand Variations Infinite Knife. ”
"Da Luo Ziqing Sword Technique - Da Luo Jiuxiao Sword. ”
Another sword light collided with the sword light fiercely.
The sky exploded, the space pierced, the wind blew, the sand and rocks flew, and the sun and moon were dull, like the end of the world.
Forthwith.
The sword light and the sword light shattered and annihilated each other.
"Martial Soul Present!"
With Ding Peng's low snort.
Two martial spirits emerged behind him.
A martial soul is a heaven-level first-grade dragon-shaped sword martial soul.
Exuding terrifying dragon power and sword might, it is mighty.
The other martial soul is the heaven-level three-grade divine sword martial soul.
The Divine Sword Martial Spirit exuded terrifying divine might, as if it could suppress the heavens.
With the appearance of two martial spirits.
The momentum on Ding Peng's body continued to rise, and soon reached an extremely terrifying point.
"The knife intent knife is out!"
A loud shout.
A six-inch-long, crystal clear knife intent knife burst out from Ding Peng's dantian and shot straight towards Qi Ming across the space.
"Martial Soul Present!"
With a low snort.
Two martial spirits appeared behind Qi Ming.
One is a heaven-level first-grade ancient sword martial spirit.
The ancient sword martial soul exuded brilliant divine might, and it was filled with a terrifying killing aura, as if it wanted to slaughter gods and destroy demons.
The other is the heaven-level second-grade Black Jiao Martial Soul.
The Black Jiao Martial Soul is hundreds of zhang long, and its whole body is covered with fine scales, exuding a cold and cold aura.
With the appearance of the two martial spirits, the momentum on Qi Ming's body continued to rise, and soon reached an extremely terrifying point.
"Sword intent little sword out!"
A loud shout.
A seven-inch-long, crystal clear sword intent small sword rushed out from Qi Ming's dantian and went straight to meet it.
Knort.
An earth-shattering clash of gold and iron exploded.
The sword intent knife and the sword intent sword stalemate for a moment, and then they were blown out.
Forthwith.
Ding Peng recalled the knife intent knife and said with a smile:
"I lost. ”
Immediately, Ding Peng and Qi Ming flew out of the ring.
Everyone was shocked by Qi Ming's strength.
Their eyes were wide open, and their faces were full of shock.
Qi Ming's strength was so strong that he even defeated Ding Peng of the Wuzhuang Domain, who ranked fourth in the top ten domains.
Could it be that Qi Ming's strength is enough to win the championship?
Once the idea is generated, it spreads like a virus.
Everyone wants to see the story of the poor boy's counterattack.
It's as if that's what they've experienced firsthand.
After all, it has long been a rule for a strong domain martial artist to win, and if a small domain martial artist wins the championship, it must be a beautiful conversation.