Without dragging mud and water, Zhang Zhenren won a gorgeous victory.

After Zhang Xiaojiang won, Suo Ming, Zhou Qian and others appeared one by one, and the two of them still went through a battle and successfully advanced.

Li Tianyi will not be hindered, he will win easily, he doesn't need to use the holy icon at all, he is already very enthusiastic about cultivation, and after cultivating the Fire Heart Sword, he is even more powerful.

Although the Templars were winning, the battle ahead was completely a big wave, and there was no real level at all.

Hu Jing and Yang Ying also appeared, in addition to their appearance, the two did not cause too much turmoil, and won step by step, and the two of them were also quite measured, and they would not be ruthless for the effect of shock.

In the afternoon, it was Wang Meng's turn.

Wang Meng stood on the fighting platform, his eyes closed slightly, this battle did not attract too much attention, Wang Meng disappeared for too long.

But it is very unfortunate that Wang Meng's opponent still remembers Wang Meng.

"You are the Wang Meng who mixed with the Ming people back then?" Jian Xiu stood proudly like a pine, staring at Wang Meng with burning eyes.

Wang Meng smiled slightly, what he felt was not the opponent, but the future, I have to say, who is the happiest?

Wang Meng is definitely one of them, why does he cultivate the truth? What the world, what the sky is too far away, for him, enjoy the process of fighting, that is the passion that belongs to Wang Meng.

Seeing that Wang Meng didn't answer, Jian Xiu squinted his eyes as if basking in the sun, and smiled coldly, "I, Leng Jian, the disciple of the master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, one who wants to challenge the Ming people's sword cultivation, let's take you to warm up first!"

A smile appeared on the corners of Hu Jing and the others' mouths, and the Templar disciples in the distance didn't hear it, otherwise they would definitely roar.

Leng Jian finished speaking, and the shape was also placed, but when he saw that Wang Meng still ignored him, he became a little angry, but he was just stained with a little light, so he really thought that he was a character.

A particularly slender sword appeared, and from the tip of the sword to the hilt was a spell for a moment. This is a very special talisman sword, so use Wang Meng to make a fortune in the city!

Rumble...... The Yuan Force of the cold sword exploded, and the whole person was fused into the sword, and the second layer of the small consummation, maybe this Yuan Force was not too prominent in this battle on the other side, but the cold sword still had considerable confidence in his unique swordsmanship.

Kill!

The cold sword suddenly merged with the human sword, and the spell pattern of the rune sword also floated with cash, and the human sword seemed to disappear.

That's right. It was the Sword of Speed. From the movement of the life mark to the support of the charm, everything is for the sake of the Sword of Speed.

A light indeed.

This dazzling sword light still attracted the attention of some monks.

Stomp ......

Leng Jian was dumbfounded, and his whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning. His sword is gone!

As a sword cultivator, he was actually robbed of the sword when he released the sword technique!

And the sword was leisurely resting on his neck, and Wang Meng smiled slightly. "It's a good sword. ”

Hu Jing and the others looked at each other and smiled, this speed sword is quite good, when you meet other people, you can advance a few rounds, and there are not many eyes that can keep up with this speed, let alone react.

It's a pity that he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out.

"This ...... Impossible, how could it be ......"

Leng Jian muttered, the trauma was not light, he didn't know how to take the sword. This gap ...... The sky is high and the sea is wide.

Wang Meng put the sword on the ground, turned to leave, took two steps and suddenly turned back, "Correct, the Ming people used to mess with me." ”

Only Leng Jian was left on the fighting platform looking at Wang Meng's figure in a daze, and his journey to fame was stifled at the first stop.

But Leng Jian, this person, did not collapse. Because later he learned how great the person who defeated him was, so that being able to fight with this person was an honor in itself, and losing was just an inevitability, so I won't talk about it later.

There was no special celebration in the Templars. Everything is expected, try your hand. At the same time, I was looking for a feeling of battle.

The next day's battle was over.

The five major battlefields all had wonderful performances, but most of them were one-sided, and of course there were a few stressful things, that is, the figure of the Great Perfection appeared on the fighting platform.

There are still low-level sect masters or casual cultivators who participated in this battle on the other side.

The small temple laughed and laughed, although Yan Yuyue and the others did not belong to the holy church, they were also friends and comrades-in-arms in the Great Metaverse, but Yan Yuyue and they did not win easily.

In the midst of laughter, Yan Yuyue also looked at those who were far inferior to her in the past, but now they have such an easy performance in the face of the battle on the other side, and she has already felt the pressure after the first round of battle.

The opponents are very strong, and they basically have killer skills, which are difficult to deal with, and getting injured in this kind of fighting style almost means the end of the future.

Ma Tian'er didn't participate, she didn't like to fight and didn't need to be forced, the Templar didn't lack combat power now.

Five days later, the first round of the battle on the other side was over, and all the masters appeared on the stage, and there were no upsets, except for the already strong ones, and at the same time, there were three masters of the Great Perfection level who were exposed in the first round, which is not hidden.

It was indeed a pressure on the younger generation of monks, but the dragons and demons said that there was no pressure.

The disciples of the Taiyin Sect are represented by Zou Chuang and Xie Tianhua, and Cheng Cheng's strength is enough to participate, but this time the battle on the other side is still not allowed to fight, after all, she is still too young, and it is not necessarily a good thing to contact such a battle too early.

Zou Chuang has been practicing with the ancestor of the Taiyin Sect for the past three years, such an existence, only the top sects will exist, and the top ten sects will not have two or three people left, they have already ignored the world, this time it is also for the Taiyin Sect to make an exception, I have to say that Zou Chuang is deeply loved by this old ancestor, and his personality is the same, this old ancestor was also concentrating on cultivation back then, so he lived the longest, and Zou Chuang's character is the same, he and Xie Tianhua are a perfect match, which is also the fine tradition of the Taiyin Sect.

The generation of the heirs of the Taiyin Sect has also gradually taken shape, Cheng Cheng will not affect Xie Tianhua's status, Xie Tianhua has also begun to exert all his strength in all aspects, and only he can balance the problem characters of the Taiyin Sect.

A disciple came in and reported to Xie Tianhua, and Xiao Chengcheng, who was bored, immediately widened his eyes.

"Is it the news of the big brother, is he promoted!"

Xie Tianhua smiled and nodded, "Not only Senior Uncle Wang has been promoted, but all the first round in which the Templar disciples participated. ”

Xiao Cheng Cheng is even happier than his own promotion, now that the fish and dragons are mixed, Xie Tianhua can't let the little princess run around, if Wang Meng doesn't have a game, he can take care of it, but at this critical moment, it's better not to be distracted.

Not only about the Templar, but also about the battle situation of the main characters in other cities are being collected, especially some special spells and performances, which will be recorded, and when they encounter opponents of equal strength, the information will be extracted and analyzed.

Xie Tianhua did this meticulously not for himself, but also for Zou Chuang's preparation, obviously without accidents, Zou Chuang will definitely go further.

He is also the hope of the Taiyin Sect this time.

Since it was a preliminary round, most of the attention was paid to monks from a small thousand realms, and the big names had not yet appeared, and the one-sided fighting method had no level at all in their eyes, but it was indeed a grand event for the monks themselves.

The benefits of the five major cities during this period are comparable to those of the previous five years, showing a blowout momentum, and there is no sign of abating.

The power of numbers can be manifested in any aspect.

After the first round, there was a day off, and it was clear that from the second round onwards, the pressure on everyone increased all at once.

If you don't take a step forward in the future, you have to look not only at strength, but also on luck.

It has been said that luck is the most important strength.

In the second round of the Holy Church, he encountered a strong resistance, Zhou Qian encountered a super violent body cultivation, it was really fierce, Zhou Qian's defense was also extremely in place, in the past three years, he practiced defense hard, but the other party seemed to be practicing attack, this is a contradictory battle, not a short time to end.

In the second round, no one can easily pass the level.

The second to appear on the Templar's side was Suo Ming, whose opponent was a middle-aged sword cultivator.

At this time, Zhou Qian was still in a crazy fierce battle with his opponent.

Suo Ming carried the double hammer and went up, and the middle-aged sword cultivator had an air of pride.

Glancing at the twin hammers in Suo Ming's hand, he showed a hint of surprise and smiled slightly, "Good life weapon, you are from the Holy Temple." ”

Suo Ming nodded calmly and arched his hand, "Sanctuary, Suo Ming." Physical Cultivation!"

"Hehe, hehe, I'm a casual cultivator, I'm here to join in the fun, you can do it. ”

Jian Xiu still seems to be quite conceited, but he met a real person like Suo Ming, you say to make a move, Suo Ming is really a shot...... And it's all the same.

Boom Rumble......

There was a huge explosion on the fighting platform, followed by a commotion.

"Great Perfection, Great Perfection has appeared!!

Countless people were attracted to the gaze, and the Starlight Academy finally appeared in the Great Perfection.

The Templar disciple couldn't help but roar, he was so fucking embarrassed, he was almost killed with a few hammers.

After the second round, the disciples of the sect who still have the contestants can get a better position, and Antao and they can finally squeeze to the front.

Zhou Qian's side was fighting fiercely, and the situation was not very good, either he was tired first or the other party was tired first, Suo Ming's side completely dominated at first, but suddenly it was a great consummation.

Suo Ming's surging Yuan Force exploded for more than ten meters before stopping, and the middle-aged sword cultivator was extremely embarrassed, and he almost overturned in the gutter just now.

I didn't expect the opponent's life weapon to be ...... It can even ban spells!

God, there is such a power against the heavens.

Even if it is a sigh, it is not an exaggeration, if it is replaced by other opponents, the chances of Suo Ming advancing are quite high, and Suo Ming's progress in the past three years is the greatest.

"Boy, remember my name, Mo Cangtian!" Mo Cangtian rippled with the Yuan Force of the Great Perfection, forming a huge pressure.