"Yes, Tianshu Peak has already won Yan Zhenyi, so there is no need to rob others with us, or Senior Brother Yang will give Yan Zhenyi to me Yuhengfeng, and I will not accept any other disciples from Yuhengfeng" An old man with a goatee interjected, this is the first Canglong Daoist of Yuheng Peak,

"The three geniuses of the newcomer, Yan Zhenyi entered Tianshu Peak, Yan Qingqiu entered Tianquan Peak, Liu Yunhan entered Tianji Peak, and the rest of the others asked the three senior brothers to let me wait and choose first, Senior Brother Wan, you said yes." A middle-aged beautiful Daoist aunt also interjected, and after speaking, she looked at Wan Jianfeng, the three newcomer geniuses of the Seven Peaks of the Royal Beast Sect have been designated as disciples by Tianshu, Tianquan, and Tianji Three Peaks, and the other four peaks naturally have to collect the remaining outstanding disciples, the middle-aged beauty is the first jasper Daogu of Shaking Light Peak, although she is a woman, her strength has also reached the peak of transforming essence, and she is one of the top masters of the Royal Beast Sect.

"Okay, all the junior brothers and sisters, don't quarrel, so let's do it, Tianxuan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Shaoguang Sifeng can choose their disciples first, and then talk about the rest" Li Wuji was annoyed by everyone's quarrel and frowned and said, Li Wuji was born in Tianshu Peak, but it is not easy to favor Tianshu Peak. Everyone also has a lot of respect for Li Wouji, the sect master, and the senior brother Li Wouji of the same era is already a powerhouse in the Yuan Shen Realm, can you not respect it.

The next day, the top 13 characters of the outer door Dabi all stood at the lottery table, today's battle is directly related to the top 10 places, so the lottery is also extremely important, most people's eyes are on Jiang Tianming, the big mouth acne man, as long as he is the opponent, the top ten places will be determined. This time, Jiang Tianming was the first to draw lots, looking at the sign with empty words written in Jiang Tianming's hand, Bicheng's face turned a little dark, it was actually this guy again, this is the first person to enter the top ten, but why is he so unconvinced.

"I'll go, it's this guy again, this is the luck of going against the sky, just got into the top ten, why don't I have this luck"

"Top ten, this luck is too good, it's not arranged to win the empty lottery twice in a row, right?"

"You're looking for death, who dares to make a small move between the sect master and the first elders of each peak, it's purely death."

"Hey, look at this guy, look at Chongjiu, I really don't know how to say it, this is luck"

"Hey, the other people in the stands don't look good, I guess they were thinking about winning this guy as an opponent just now."

Seeing Jiang Tianming, who was the first to draw lots, the disciples under the stage directly exploded, and they were actually drawn by the same person twice in a row, and this time they were directly promoted to the top ten. I'm afraid this will make the three people who were eliminated in the top thirteen jealous to death, and I don't see that Chongjiu's face not far from the audience is already blue.

The ring match between the top thirteen and the top ten is already the end of the second round of the competition, and it is estimated that the entire outer gate has come out, and watching the battle of these people at the peak of the innate realm is quite helpful to the disciples in the outer gate.

The empty lot has been drawn, and the rest of the people have gone up to draw lots, Bi Cheng drew the No. 5 lot, and the same No. 5 lottery is the blood gun Luo Jin of the Heavenly Courtyard, the blood gun Luo Jin is one of the five masters of the Heavenly Courtyard, Bi Cheng has seen this person shoot before, an iron gun is abnormal, and it has reached the point of being superb. The others Bi Cheng also paid a little attention, Lu Qianqing's opponent was Peng Zhengyuan, the bald man Wang Meng's opponent was Linghu Changkong, and Liu Yunhan's opponent was the killer Leng Lingqi, Yan Qingqiu was against Nu Tao, and Yan Zhen was on the same as Jinshi.

"It's all quiet, the draw has been completed, after consideration, today's ring matches are no longer held at the same time, but one by one, all in the No. 1 ring," Gu Sheng stood up and shouted after the draw was completed. The meaning of the Imperial Beast Sect's holding of the Outer Gate Contest is to select disciples with strong potential, and on the other hand, it is also to motivate disciples to cultivate hard, and one by one can also allow the onlookers to receive more combat experience, and this kind of observation is very useful for the improvement of cultivation.

"No. 1, Yan Qingqiu, Nu Tao, No. 1 Ring," the purple-clothed elite disciple shouted.

Angry Tao stood in the ring with red hair and looked at Yan Qingqiu who fell in a dashing manner: "I didn't expect that my opponent who entered the top ten was actually you, and I just wanted to see the power of the Enlightenment Dao Body."

"Hey, as you wish" Yan Qingqiu sneered, and the momentum on his body began to soar, and the terrifying momentum rose layer by layer, and finally the momentum on Yan Qingqiu's body actually had a tendency to steadily suppress the angry waves.

"Hmph" Nu Tao snorted coldly, and the betel iron rod mixed with a strong momentum smashed down on Yan Qingqiu's head, Nu Tao is a strength player, and he takes the road of breaking through a hundred tricks, Nu Tao's stick makes everyone and many people exclaim, this stick is going to smash Yan Qingqiu will definitely become a puddle of meat mud.

"Boom" Yan Qingqiu did not hide in the face of the furious stick of the angry waves, a ring knife instantly appeared in his hand, and the ring knife actually took the stick of the angry waves, and the bluestone ring at the foot of Yan Qingqiu was broken, and Yan Qingqiu's two feet directly sank into the ground, the power of the stick of the angry waves was too great, and Yan Qingqiu's face turned a little red when he took the stick.

"Ahh

"It's a little interesting, it's my turn" Yan Qingqiu looked at Nu Tao with a faint smile on his face, and walked towards Nu Tao with a ring knife, Nu Tao's face became solemn, although Yan Qingqiu seemed to walk casually, but his whole body was wrapped in a faint artistic conception, which made Nu Tao's heart a little uneasy.

"Kill" just when Yan Qingqiu walked into the distance of three zhang around Nu Tao, Nu Tao let out a low shout, and a power-type player like Nu Tao who uses weapons has a certain attack range, once he gets too close, he is a little constrained, and Sanzhang is the best attack range of Nu Tao. The betel iron rod picked up and swept horizontally towards Yanqingqiu.

"It's you who are waiting for you" Just when the iron rod of Nu Tao moved, a smile appeared on the corner of Yan Qingqiu's mouth, and the speed of the whole person instantly increased by about fifty percent, and he quickly approached Nu Tao's body, and the ring knife in his hand also disappeared in an instant, and two short blades appeared in his hand, which went straight to Nu Tao's chest.

A wave of anger appeared on the face of the "roar" angry waves, and with a roar of anger, the body did not retreat but approached, and the betel iron rod that had begun to sweep in his hand was forced to stop, and was forcibly pulled in front of him by the angry waves.

Yan Qingqiu's short blade has reached Nu Tao's chest, and it can cut through Nu Tao's chest in the next moment, but Yan Qingqiu's face has become a little ugly, Nu Tao's betel iron rod has forcibly changed the trajectory of the attack, Yan Qingqiu's sword can definitely cut through Nu Tao's chest first, but Yan Qingqiu's attack with an iron rod will definitely not be able to dodge, Yan Qingqiu scolded in his heart, but in the end, he still retreated sideways with an unwilling face.

Nu Tao, who frightened Yan Qingqiu, held the betel iron rod in his hand to block his chest, and there was a tingling pain in his wrist, and Nu Tao felt that the betel iron rod in his hand was a little heavy for the first time.

"What a fast body, if it weren't for the angry waves and jade burning moves, I'm afraid I would lose this move, this Yan Qingqiu's scheming is deep enough" Bi Cheng looked at the two people fighting on the stage, Bi Cheng said secretly in his heart. This Yan Qingqiu is worthy of being an enlightened body, one of the three rookie geniuses, and his strength is strong, with Bi Cheng's feeling that now the angry waves are already at a disadvantage, and it is not easy to win.

The next battle really confirmed Bi Cheng's thoughts, and it was more than ten moves, Yan Qingqiu was mainly dodging, but Nu Tao was already a little breathless, in the face of Yan Qingqiu, Nu Tao couldn't attack people, but it took a lot of energy, especially because he had already bruised his right wrist during the first attack, and now it was even more red and swollen.

Finally, Nu Tao was defeated, and in the face of Yan Qingqiu's Nu Tao's attack, he was completely dodged by the opponent's body, and finally reacted half a beat slower and was slashed twice in the chest by Yan Qingqiu's short blade, although he was unwilling to fail, Nu Tao was still defeated.

"No. 1, Yan Qingqiu wins" With the announcement of the purple-clothed disciple, Yan Qingqiu became the second disciple to enter the top ten.

"No. 2, Lu Qianqing, Peng Zhengyuan, No. 1 Ring" It was Lu Qianqing and Peng Zhengyuan who drew No. 2.

Lu Qianqing Bi Cheng has fought with her and can be regarded as understanding, a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator who has reached the realm of sword consummation, the two of them fought before Bi Cheng understood the origin of Peng Zhengyuan's fire man, a pair of flaming palms Bi Cheng can feel the faint heat when standing under the stage, there is no doubt that Bi Cheng understands that this Peng Zhengyuan is a single fire spirit root, and the power of Peng Zhengyuan with a single fire attribute corresponding to the flaming palm is even more powerful. As the two fought, many places in the ring were scorched.

However, Lu Qianqing, who has completed his sword momentum, is not easy to deal with, a long sword is silent, but every time it touches the ground, it causes a bluestone ring to shatter, kendo is originally a cultivation system with strong attack power, when Lu Qianqing fought with Bi Cheng, because Bi Cheng's kendo realm surpassed him, his power was mediocre, but no one else present dared to underestimate Lu Qianqing, who had a complete sword posture.

Lu Qianqing in the realm of sword potential, Peng Zhengyuan, who has cultivated the flaming palm to the extreme, the battle between the two is purely hard-hitting, the sword is rigid, and the flaming palm is even more fierce martial arts, the battle between the two is applauded by the onlookers, more than fifty moves past, Lu Qianqing is already sweating, and Peng Zhengyuan's face is also pale, this kind of hard-hitting battle is the most consuming of energy.

Although Lu Qianqing is a woman, she has a demeanor that does not let her eyebrows go, she insists on fighting, and the more she fights, the calmer she becomes, "roar" Peng Zhengyuan roared wildly, and the momentum on his body rose again, and the power of the flaming palm actually rose again, "bang" Lu Qianqing's whole person was bombarded and retreated sharply, and he barely stopped until he retreated to the edge of the ring, "uh" A mouthful of blood spit out, Lu Qianqing's face was pale, biting her lip tightly, a trace of perseverance flashed in Lu Qianqing's eyes, she raised her legs and walked slowly towards Peng Zhengyuan, her legs were still a little trembling at first, but Lu Qianqing was walking more and more steadily.

"Let's continue to fight" walked three zhang in front of Peng Zhengyuan, Lu Qianqing pointed at Peng Zhengyuan and said, Lu Qianqing is a golden and earth twin spirit root, and he can firmly occupy the title of one of the three masters of the Gathering Courtyard by unremitting efforts, and the cultivation of kendo requires strong perseverance.

Lu Qianqing's persistence infected many people in the audience, and Bi Cheng's eyes also flashed a hint of strangeness, such a stubborn woman, no wonder she can occupy a place in the underground courtyard with her woman's body, and no wonder she can cultivate the sword path to the perfection of the sword.

Peng Zhengyuan's face had an abnormal flush, the blow just now had forcibly overdrawn his essence, Peng Zhengyuan didn't expect Lu Qianqing to be able to stand in front of him, a wry smile appeared on his face, and his palm instantly became as red as blood, "Fight" Peng Zhengyuan's voice was a little low, and the words fell and the flaming palm attacked Lu Qianqing again, but Bi Cheng and the others in the audience who saw this palm shook their heads, Peng Zhengyuan was going to lose.

In three moves, Peng Zhengyuan was slapped away by Lu Qianqing's sword, and he didn't stand up again, although Lu Qianqing's face was pale, his sword momentum was still fierce, and Peng Zhengyuan was already weak.

"No. 2, Lu Qianqing wins" Lu Qianqing defeated Peng Zhengyuan and broke into the top ten.