The sky was cloudless, and the blue reverie drove everyone's senses, and their eyes were focused on the ring. The fierce battle attracted countless applause, and the blood was surging, who was so moving.

The long sword slashed through a streamer of light, piercing the person in front of him. Elegant figure, domineering sword moves, only I have the belief that who can stand in this ring. The man attacked, the sword was as fast as lightning, and he used the meteor sword technique.

The other didn't retreat either, and the long sword struck out a sword move that cut away from the opponent, and the sword slashed at the head and neck. The swordsmanship is ruthless, he will kill, he walks around, pedals on Liuhe, and constantly fights.

The two of you come and go, it's not exciting, this is a fast-to-fast attack, which one can't hold on first and loses.

Ding Yiyun nodded, turned to another ring, and saw a handsome woman holding a white silk, a long sword wrapped around her opponent, her body jumped in and slapped it with a palm, and she was as easy as a dragonfly in water.

Her enemy was a middle-aged man, and he didn't panic, his long sword shook and shook the hollows, and he punched out the palm of his hand, and the wind of Weiling's fist stirred up smoke and dust, which was quite devastating.

Pan Dao shook his head and sighed, looking at the No. 3 ring, the two young men in the field intersected with their fists, and were competing for internal strength, when they suddenly saw one of them show his weapon in his left hand again, and the judge stabbed the opponent's eyes straight, and his heart was ruthless and took people's lives.

The other young man's face changed, and he increased his internal force to shake the other party's body away, and at the same time stepped back and slashed out, and the sword light was cold and frozen the air.

Ding Yiyun was disdainful, looked at the other true legends, and found that they were all fascinated, and couldn't help sneering in his heart. Pan Dao seemed to be aware, he smiled at Ding Yiyun slightly, and turned his eyes away to stare at the ring.

The No. 4 and No. 5 rings are all women's fights, and their martial arts skills are not high, but they are full of youth and delicate and moving. One move is ordinary but does not lose its roots, and it seems that it is also a sword move that has been proficient for a long time.

The sixth platform is also a man and a woman, the male uses a big mace, and a mace stabs out as strong as wind and thunder, and the time is instantaneous, and the shadow is dense in the ring. The woman was invincible, and the long sword in her hand barely resisted, but she was stabbed in less than six breaths, and the blood stained her clothes.

A sword dances in the breeze, and the old pine welcomes guests. I don't know the enemy and the guest, and the world is happy. The man stabbed the coming halberd with the Songfeng sword technique, attracting the internal force to cut it aside, and when he killed it again, he saw the opponent's chest wide open.

In another, a man used a long whip to wrap around the tip of the gun in front of him, and turned to avoid a punch to the opponent. However, his opponent is also clever, and his arms make the spear stand on the ground, and he jumps up and kicks it.

Twenty people fought in ten rings non-stop, and within half a day, the ten people who decided the winner began to draw lots again, and a new round of fighting started, and only five people were left behind, all of them were elites.

Ding Chunqiu said with satisfaction, "Twenty people, three dead and one disabled, among the ten people, there are only five of you, you are all the proud sons of the stars of the heavens, and now it is the battle of the top three, the winner can challenge the true inheritance, can learn peerless magic skills, and can enjoy the supreme status." Then tell me if any of you have withdrawn. ”

All five of them are ambitious, and they have managed to get to this point, and of course none of them want to give up. Ding Chunqiu saw their determination, but did not persuade them, and a melee began.

Ding Yiyun smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said to Pan Dao beside him, "Senior brother, who do you think among the five people will be the top three." ”

Pan Dao's eyes narrowed, and he said after a while, "Is my junior brother testing me?" Brother Wei thinks that Liu Qian, a woman who makes white silk, Wang Cheng, a man who is good at using the judge's pen, and Geng Liangguo, a man who is a big man, will be the three strongest, I don't know what the junior brother thinks. ”

Ding Yiyun disagreed, he opened his mouth to explain, "In addition to Liu Qian and Geng Liangguo, I think there is another person who should be Duanmu Gong who plays sticks. ”

In the ring, the five people fought each other, no one was at ease, they never gave their vests to others, and only believed in themselves was the safest. There are no teammates here, only opponents.

A judge's pen broke off Bai Aya, and Wang Cheng's other judge's pen stabbed at Liu Qian, but Duanmugong's long stick hit, and the strong wind rose everywhere, and a stick fell and shook the earth. Geng Liangguo was not far behind, and the big mace in his hand stabbed the other of the five, and the golden mace cut through the air, and the shouting sound was like a victory hymn.

The man's momentum changed suddenly, the long sword in his hand opened the big sword, and the swordsmanship attacked the battle circle like a raging storm. Ding Yiyun and Pan Dao were shocked, it turned out that this person named Sun Ji was the strongest of the five.

Sun Ji opened the big sword with a sword and attacked the battle circle, his swordsmanship was amazing, killing Duanmu Gong, and the energy of Ming Jin swept. The long stick swayed vigorously, but the top of the stick stabbed at Liu Qian, and the force was simple and violent. Geng Liangguo's judge pen attacked at the same time, and Liu Qian was in danger.

Her figure moved the ground like a point, and she went backwards, and the white silk in her hand threw out the pen that entwined the judge, and the internal force moved to set up the weapon. The judge's pen swept away the long stick, and the two internal forces collided together, Duanmu Gong and Wang Cheng shook at the same time, quickly dispersed, and guarded each other.

The long sword shrouded Geng Liangguo, and the fine sword moves were quickly killed, and the big gong chose to hit hard, but when he fought, he found that the swordsmanship suddenly became like a drizzle, weak and soft.

Ding Yiyun said curiously, "What kind of swordsmanship is this, it is so harmful." ”

"Storm Dense Rain Sword. Pan Dao told Ding Yiyun, "The top-level swordsmanship that only the true disciples of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion can learn, but I don't know how he got it." Although he hadn't practiced, Pan Dao remembered it very carefully, and this person named Sun Ji should be the original person from the Changfeng Dart Bureau.

"The Storm Dense Rain Sword, the Long Wind Dart Bureau. Ding Yiyun thought about it, he still led the people to destroy the dart game, but he didn't know that Ding Chunqiu also chose to take action in person in the battle of Lu Dao, and fought with the master of the dart game in another place, so he didn't know the history of the sword technique of Lu Dao.

What is the use of swordsmanship, and the sword of the star picker kills people. Ding Yiyun is very confident in his star picker, and he doesn't think that Sun Ji can pose a threat to him, but Pan Dao has a good show to watch. Thinking like this, I can't help but feel a little happy.

Sure enough, the frightening wind and rain sword was cold, and the long sword was wielded like a spirit snake, powerful but intensive. Sun Ji is one enemy and two enemies, he entangles Duanmu Gong and Wang Cheng, the swordsmanship is getting faster and faster, and the sword moves are getting heavier and heavier, which is the stormy style in the stormy rain.

Liu Qian's white silk swirled in the air, soft and strong, as if she was fast and slow to attack Geng Liangguo, Bai Aya's confused eyes rolled up the big gong, and the slender palm hit the big man, Geng Liangguo's body flew out uncontrollably, this woman's skills are profound.

Sun Ji was stunned, the long sword shook and cut off a strand of Wang Cheng's hair, and after forcing back Duanmu Gong, he squeezed his fist into Wang Cheng's side again, a judge's pen fell to the ground, and the figure flew and fell, foaming blood from his mouth, and he was already seriously injured.

The three of them stood on their feet, their eyes staring, and their internal forces kept running around their bodies. After a while, he shot at the same time, Sun Ji's long sword slashed through Bai Aya, and his palm hit Duanmu, he was confident and direct, domineering and abnormal.

Liu Qian ignored Duanmu Gong, she and Sun Ji faced each other with their palms, and their foreheads were slightly sweaty. After all, her strength weakened because of the woman's body, and she retreated from her palms once.

Duanmu Gong's long stick clicked, and he rushed towards Sun Ji with a blow, he obviously thought that this was the number one strong enemy. Sun Ji was in danger, and the long sword slashed through a bright force and slashed at the opponent's stick arm, forcing Duanmu to collect the stick for defense.

He retreated from Liu Qian with one palm, and the long sword followed closely step by step, the sword technique was drizzling but there was nowhere to hide. A sword pierced Duanmu's shoulder, but Duanmu Gong also slapped a palm on Sun Ji's shoulder, and the two fell away at the same time.

Liu Qian took advantage of the situation to attack, and slapped Sun Ji's chest, helplessly, and retreated with one palm. Ding Yiyun saw that Liu Qian had taken two steps back, and Sun Ji had only taken three steps in Cangcuo, and he already knew who was the strongest.

Ding Chunqiu waved his hand to stop the fight, and he announced the top three, "Champion Sun Ji, second Liu Qian, third end Mu Gong." You have different opinions. ”

The three of them shook their heads, indicating that they should be like this and that they were not dissatisfied. At this time, Ding Chunqiu asked again, "Do you have any challenges to the true legend?" There was a lot of amusement in his words, and he was looking forward to someone doing this.

Sun Ji stood up and looked directly at the True Transmission disciple, "The disciple challenges Senior Brother, Pan Dao." ”

Ding Yiyun smiled, his eyes looked at Pan Dao and looked very happy, Liu Dou also smiled, and he smiled even more cheaply. Pan Dao showed a little wry smile, he had no right to refuse, once someone challenged him, the true disciples of the Star Sect had to play. It seems that his reputation is really low, could it be that his face has poor martial arts written on his face, do you come and bully me?

Liu Qian also stepped forward, her tone was delicate, "I want to challenge the third senior brother, Liu Dou." ”

Liu Dou's smile immediately stiffened on his face, and his eyes were full of ice when he looked at Liu Qian, and he didn't hide his murderous intentions. It was enough to be pressed and beaten by Ding Yiyun and Pan Dao among the true disciples, and now even the people who had just entered the top three in the inner gate dared to attack him, and he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Two of the three chose to challenge, only Duanmu Gong withdrew, not that he didn't have the courage, but that some things didn't need to be tried. Ding Chunqiu announced tomorrow's big competition, and everyone left the table. Pan Dao glanced at Sun Ji and turned around and left, without a trace of hesitation, his opponent was always only Ding Yiyun.

Let's fight, tomorrow we will see that there are still a few true disciples who are familiar faces. The Nakshatra faction is destined to have no sleep tonight.