After the long sword flew into Chen Zishan's palm, it became unusually calm, and he never saw the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, let alone make a violent sound like a flying zipline.

And although the zipline man was extraordinary after scooping out the zipline, his own aura seemed to be affected by the zipline, and the spiritual power around his body suddenly became restless. The fluttering expression in his eyes also changed, and a fiery killing intent was pushed to the extreme in the blink of an eye.

Even so, when he saw the opponent's unhurried and impatient appearance, although the zipline man gradually couldn't control his feelings, he couldn't help but forcibly suppress his impulsive thoughts, and looked up and down at Chen Zishan and the fiery red sword in his hand.

Chen Zishan's quietly standing figure seemed to be full of loopholes, but in the eyes of the zipline man, he didn't know how to start. In his opinion, no matter which direction he attacks from, the other party can immediately counterattack, this is the feeling that Chen Zishan gave him.

After a while, the zipline man finally failed to suppress the violent arrogance in his heart, and the rope swirled and flew up with a shake of his wrist. The long rope soared into the sky, spinning in mid-air into a huge spiral, and the upper part of the ring was encircled under the spiral within a few feet.

As the spiral formed by the long rope fell, the long rope was also rapidly tightened. The purpose of the zipline man could not be more obvious, and the endless trivial sounds seemed to be pre-jǐng to the other party.

Even so, the speed at which the long rope fell was too fast, and ordinary people often had no time to take countermeasures when they understood the opponent's purpose, and in the end it was difficult to escape the fate of being bound by the long rope, and finally even fell into the world of being slaughtered by others.

But even so, Chen Zishan still didn't make any dodging moves. He still maintains that peaceful standing. He held the sword in his right hand and lay it flat on his chest, and his left hand was also a foot below the tip of the sword. It's like thinking about something, and it's like not knowing what is happening in the outside world.

With the passage of time, the competition of this group will also be over. The long cord has also been retracted into a long spiral with a diameter of only half a zhang wide. Since then, Chen Zishan has been completely trapped in it, and there is no escape. Only those who admit defeat are divided.

Seeing that victory was in front of him, the young face of the zipline man couldn't help but show a little joy of victory, and in his eyes, the bright and smooth road of the future was slowly beckoning to him.

The trend of the long rope retracting is gradually slowing down, in the eyes of the zipline man, this is no longer important, as long as he continues to trap Chen Zishan like this, then he will be the winner of the final ruling.

Mu Xin Daoren silently watched the battle situation formed by the two of them, and while sighing secretly, his fingers arched, and a purple and yellow aura appeared. It seems that this competition will also come to an end.

Suddenly, a three-foot-wide spiritual light suddenly roared out, and a good spiritual pressure was transmitted. With the flash of aura, there was also a low roar of the dragon's groan.

A fiery air flow burst out, and a fiery red sword shadow suddenly slashed out in unison, hitting the spiral solidly.

Amid the roar of flames, the murmur of a dragon, and the triviality of long ropes, a violent roar suddenly broke the sounds, and all three sounds, along with this last loud noise, were almost annihilated by the blow.

The long rope suddenly received such a huge impact, where could it still maintain the spiral shape, and it all fell down in a disorderly and weak manner.

In the midst of this blow. Chen Zishan gathered almost most of his spiritual power together and froze in a desperate blow. His pale face was still reflected red under the fiery sword, but the feeling of exhaustion was unreservedly placed in front of him.

The young man of the flying rope is not as comfortable as Chen Zishan, and the long rope has already fallen off his hand under the huge earthquake in the tiger's mouth. The chest was also tired by the remaining strength, and a thin trace of blood slipped out of the corner of the mouth, and it was damaged a lot under this impact.

Mu Xindaoren's right hand light group has been gathering momentum for a long time, and it seems that intentionally and unintentionally finally hit the light group, and a gong sounded, and the sixteenth group of competitions finally came to an end.

Mu Xindao's eyes swept over the few people on the field. In the end, his eyes fell on Chen Zishan's tired body, and he said lightly: "Report your name!"

Obviously, Chen Zishan won this game, although he attacked once in the whole game, but this only one time has made all the fancy offensives in front of the zipline man not worth mentioning.

In the camp of the Tianyue Sect below, Ruxin suddenly turned his head to look at Ni Mengxian, and said with a bit of deep meaning: "Your sect is really full of talents, and such disciples believe that they are rare in other sects!"

"Senior Sister Ruxin, my nephew is actually just a trick! he deserves such praise!" Ni Mengxian only felt that Ruxin's praise contained other things, and couldn't help but speak for Chen Zishan.

"Hehe, junior sister, don't get me wrong, sister doesn't mean anything else!" Ruxin smiled, calculated the value, and suddenly turned his head to look at Qiu Yeyu, who was standing quietly, and said in his heart: "Senior Brother Qiu is the eighteenth group of people, that is, the next group, I really look forward to your performance!"

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"Night Rain, come here!" As the three of them spoke, Qiong Xiang suddenly stepped forward and pulled Qiu Yeyu to the side. She glanced at a few people around her, and said softly: "Now that the situation here is unknown, we shouldn't be too prominent! Besides, Wuyue's life and death are uncertain, we still have to pay attention to some!"

"Well, the child knows, he will pay attention!" Qiu Yeyu nodded and said, he had already prepared for Qiong Xiang's worries, so he didn't feel anything wrong.

"Okay!" Qiong Xiang's spiritual sense swept around, she clenched her right hand and put something into Qiu Yeyu's chest, but said: "Wait until you enter the Absolute Immortal Valley and then open it, there are things you need in it, and there are also things without a moon! There are many people here, so it is not too ostentatious!"

"This is ......" Qiu Yeyu subconsciously reached out to probe something on his chest, but was stopped by Qiong Xiang.

"The competition is still going on, it's your turn in the next game!try to save your strength, the more clumsy the better, and try not to attract the attention of others, so that it will be beneficial and harmless for you and Xian'er to enter the Absolute Immortal Valley!" Qiong Xiang reminded again.

Although through the clothes, and even through a layer of cloth bags, Qiu Yeyu still vaguely felt the powerful power that was close at hand, and he already knew that the items in the cloth bag were extraordinary.

Although Qiu Yeyu was very curious about the cloth bag, he vaguely seemed to realize something, so he silently remembered Qiong Xiang's words in his heart, temporarily dispelling the young man's curiosity.

Ni Mengxian and Ruxin watched Qiu Yeyu and Qiong Xiang walk back to their side with their own thoughts, although they were a little curious, the two of them didn't ask anything else. Ni Mengxian is not used to seeing it, and Qiu Yeyu has also talked with Qiong Xiang alone more than once. And Nina didn't know much about these two people, and just thought that this was the advice of the elders to the juniors.

The competition continued, and the seventeenth group of competitions finally came to an end.

Qiu Yeyu glanced at the strange runes carved in his palm again and the row of numbers below the runes, and shook his head with a wry smile under his complicated thoughts, secretly thinking about what means to use to deal with this game.

Although owning this rune means that he will definitely be able to enter the Absolute Immortal Valley, these are just the words of Ruxin's woman, and all the qiē have not been confirmed, so it is impossible to judge the truth. It's not that he doesn't target or don't believe in Ruxin, it's just that the things he encountered during this time can't help but let him not be careful and be more open-minded.

"Numbers sixty-nine to seventy-two come to the stage!" Mu Xindao's voice also sounded at this time, still so emotionless, so impersonal.

When it came to the end, Qiu Yeyu didn't seem to be ready, he glanced at the few people beside him, and said, "I'm going, don't worry about me!" As he spoke, he nodded to the Tianyue Sect and Ruxin, and then flew up and landed steadily in the ring.