Xu Yin knelt on one knee, the pain in his body was far less severe than the trauma in his heart 616161 I lost 6161 He didn't know how he got off the field, a year of hard work, but in the end he was defeated by a lonely and unknown person.

Feng Yu picked up the spirit hoe on the ground, and the last blow exhausted all his strength, the other party was really strong, so strong that he began to examine this big competition again, cheers echoed in his ears, but he did not have the joy he should have after the victory, and silently left the martial arts arena.

The sixteenth last group of competitions finally ended, and the dark horse was born again, and the eighty-eighth-ranked Lingzhiyuan Fengyu defeated the tenth-ranked Xiushen Yuan Xu Yin. The seventeenth group stage is about to start, Xie Ling has been absent for two consecutive games, and the first match with Jun Wuji ended in a draw, and neither of them has scored points.

One point is awarded for each win in the group stage, with no points for draws and defeats, with the one with the highest points qualifying directly for the finals, followed by the next four advancing to the second stage of the knockout round. Each player has nine games in the group stage, and five points can advance to the next round, Xie Ling missed two, and at least five of the remaining six games must be won to qualify for the knockout rounds.

The next seventh group was Jun Wuji, and when Lan Feng, who hosted the big competition, reported his name, the whole audience was thundered! Jun Wuji, who had not appeared for two consecutive days, finally appeared, so Xie Ling, who had fought with him to the end, was there again 616161 everyone was looking forward to it in excitement.

Guo Yangsong frowned, Jun Wuji was absent for two consecutive games, he thought he could avoid the competition with Jun Wuji, but he didn't expect to appear in the martial arts arena today, he only got one point in the first three games, if he wants to qualify for the group, then he must get four more points in the next six games.

Six games, six opponents, he only glanced at Jun Wuji on the opposite side, and after confirming that the opponent's spirit and spirit were in excellent condition, he did not hesitate to admit defeat.

He is very decisive, if he is forced to hold on to an opponent like Jun Wuji, he is looking for guilt, he still has a chance to enter the next round if he loses this game, if he continues to compete, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will not have another chance!

Each person looks at the problem from a different perspective because of their position and time. Qi Yun and others thought that this was a heinous utilitarian behavior, but in the eyes of the vast majority of people, it was an extremely wise choice.

Jun Wuji had long been accustomed to it, and when he looked up at the positions of the disciples of the Divine Cultivation Academy and the Sword Trial Academy in the stands, his eyes revealed unprecedented confidence.

"He's a little different!" Chen Yizhen muttered.

Five competitions a day, two in the morning and two in the afternoon, and one in the evening, Xie Ling's competition today was in the afternoon, and after seeing that Jun Wuji won the competition without blood, he lost interest in watching the battle and left the fighting arena.

Compared to the inside, the outside seemed unusually quiet, which also made his mind more concentrated, Qing Ming's sword was always lingering in his mind, and he was thinking about how he should deal with the person opposite at that time!

"The dark whirling circle of light 616161 Black Death Lightaber is as terrifying as the Doomsday Death Light!"

Xie Ling found that no matter what means he used, he couldn't break through this incomparable sword intent. No way, it must have flaws 616161 there must be.

Aimlessly, Xie Ling suddenly paused and looked at the tall hall opposite, he unknowingly came to the front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

"Hey, it's you, I heard that you were injured, this doesn't look like it!" the old man with long eyebrows who was lying on the table raised his head and looked him up and down.

"Well, after soaking the medicinal soup for a few days, it is now completely recovered. Xie Lingdao.

"What trick do you want to redeem today..." The old man with long eyebrows stretched and said.

"I'm not here today to redeem the trick. ”

"Then why are you here in the Scripture Pavilion?" said the elder with some curiosity.

"Walking blindly, I accidentally came here, by the way, I came many times, and I didn't ask the name of my seniors. ”

"Then what is there to ask, I have long forgotten 616161 right, you little friend, why haven't I seen you with you for a long time. ”

"Kid 6161, you're talking about Zhang Meng!Hey, 6161, I don't know where he went!" Xie Ling remembered the first time he came to Zhang Meng and said with some sadness.

"I don't know where you've gone?"

"No, I'm thinking about Qing Ming's sword!" Xie Ling shook his head and said.

"Black Death Lightsaber?"

"You know that senior!"

"I don't know about the big things, don't you know about these little things?" the old man with long eyebrows snorted coldly.

"That sword is really powerful, I can't think of how to crack it!"

"You're bothered about this?"

"Uh-huh 616161"

"You are practicing the water system exercises, do you think that water or stone is more powerful?"

"This 61616161"

"You've been to the Blackwater Valley, and you've also entered the Cracked Cave, what do you think of the power of the Blackwater in the Blackwater Lake?"

Xie Ling heard this, as if a lightning bolt had struck in his mind.

"Do you still need to think about how to crack the 'Black Death Lightsaber'?"

Xie Ling shook his head, every drop of the black water in the Black Water Lake weighed more than 10,000 catties, if he could cultivate the Black Water Heavy Sword to that point, under the absolute power, not to mention the 'Black Dead Light Sword' of the Qing Ming, even the top Jindan Great Cultivator in the Xuanwu Kingdom could not afford it.

"Thank you seniors for your advice!" Xie Ling bowed deeply, then turned around and left.

The old man with long eyebrows looked at his departing back, but his eyes were full of doubt.

That's right, he should only have a low-grade immortal root, but why did he reach such a realm? He couldn't figure it out, from the first time Xie Ling came here to exchange the huàn 'Nian Shen Technique', to now he could fight with Jun Wuji, who was ranked third below the foundation of the sect, this amazing process only took a year.

The most incredible thing for him was that all the methods that Xie Ling had cultivated during the year had come from here, and the various methods that seemed to be unrelated to each other not only did not make Xie Ling fall into chaos, but became stronger step by step!

It's weird 6161616161

After Xie Ling solved the confusion in his heart, his steps became brisk, Qing Ming was proficient in swords, and reached a height in the way of the sword that made his peers need to look up. Born in the Refining Academy, what he has learned is huge and complex, but it does not mean that he cannot fight against it! As long as they are fully combined, they can also exert a formidable joint force. Yes, this is the way I seek!

Thinking of this, his spiritual power agitated, and his body actually levitated, and then flew forward like the wind 616161