Dominating Sword Immortal

300 metres long and 200 wide, the battalion stands alone in the middle of the abyss and is highly visible.

At this time, the first game is taking place on stage.

Both sides of the competition are not weak, one is to embrace Yuan Realm's mid-term cultivation, the other is to embrace Yuan Realm's early peak cultivation, the two of them come to the stage to kill each other, without any intention of trying. Ultimately, the younger generation, who embraced Yuantou Mid-Term Cultivation, won the competition.

A shocking scene occurs. After the division of victory and loss, the dragon-shaped phantom outside the winner emerges in isolation. It is visible to the naked eye. The dragon-shaped phantom outside the loser shrank by a circle, from one size to nine feet, while the dragon-shaped phantom of the winner grows to about one length.

“Indeed it is.” Leaf dust, without guessing, knows that this is a way to plunder the dragon's pulse and is not under my control.

The game took place one game at a time, and soon it was Lynch's turn.

His opponent was a leading player in the last ranking. The dragon-shaped phantom on his body was as long as one figure eight. After being defeated by Lynch, the dragon-shaped phantom shrunk greatly, directly from one figure eight to three, while the dragon-shaped phantom on Lynch's original length reached five.

Xu Jing saw some eyebrows, “The more the opponent's dragon pulse, the more he defeated the dragon pulse he plundered. ”

Leaf dust nodded, “In turn, if the winner's dragon pulse is strong and the loser's dragon pulse is weak, then the plundered dragon pulse should have very little air, maybe not see any increase.” The dragon-shaped phantom outside the holy body of the sky is as long as eight long and two long. If you defeat a show from the start, you can add a lot of dragon pulse qi. With just a few or a dozen games, the dragon-shaped phantom can reach nine lengths. It is obviously not in accordance with the law, so the leaf dust has this speculation.

Xu Jing and Ye Dust were correct in their speculation. Next, a backstage show defeated a young generation that had not been ranked low at the previous session. The dragon-shaped fiction increased significantly, almost halfway up, while a younger generation that had been ranked high at the previous session defeated a backstage show, and the dragon-shaped fiction increased by very little, not even a foot.

Thirty-six games in a round, two people in a race, one round down, everyone has the opportunity to play, this time the Prince of Fire Spirit is fierce fire, his opponent is the younger generation after the last ranking, only to hold the Yuan Realm early to repair.

“I'll lose! ”

The younger generation simply admitted defeat.

Ao

I don't know what the dragon shaped phantom is, the other party just admitted to losing, so I jumped out of the fire and swallowed the other party's dragon shaped phantom.

However, how much longer it eats is seven lengths, can't see the change, the gap between the two is too large, and it's hard to get anything out of it.

“In the twenty-fourth scene, leaf dust has no blood on the pigeon! ”

When the leaf dust was not born across the sky, the cloak was hidden from the sky and wind. The first expert of the younger generation of the Nine Kingdoms, even the original Yokohawk and Lu Zhao were slightly inferior to him, but today, he is only a small child in front of the leaf dust, no one has any contrast at all.

Gently beneath his feet, the leaf dust appeared on the platform, looking across the hall without blood.

His bloodless pupils shrunk sharply. Today's leaf dust is too much pressure on him. Without talking about the other party's cultivation at the end of the Yuan Realm, 50% of the sword will be enough to shock the world. It shook the Nine Kingdoms. When he did not enter Heavenly Dreams, he did not even look at the other party's interest.

Steady your mind, there is no bloodshed: “One sword wins and loses. How about that?” He didn't expect to beat Leaf Dust, just wondered how far the gap was.

“Yes!”

The leaves were dusty and indifferent.

Whoops!

Without too much hesitation, a long, blood-red knife appeared in the bloodless hands. This knife was obtained from the Temple of Heavenly Dreams. It was the ultimate in the Pink Knife. The power forced the ordinary Chinese knife. The knife came out of its sheath. A fine line of blood flashed out, and the sound of the air tearing passed away.

The star mark sword pulled out three inches, a ray of sword light shot out, cut the blood line into two pieces, the sword light remained unquenched, and heavily struck the corporeal qi without blood.

Body protection is broken, and the pigeon is not bleeding to the ground.

Ao

Dragons roar.

Dragon-shaped phantoms outside the leaf dust poured on the corpseless body, devouring each other's dragon pulse, after winking, the dragon-shaped phantoms returned, from one length to about six lengths, not only the shape increased a lot, the appearance was much clearer, the divine state carried a bit of majesty.

“Gaps cannot be estimated.” The pigeon laughed without blood.

When Ye Dust stepped down, the next match was not who, but the Emperor, and his opponent was also weak. He was ranked 19th in the previous session as Teng Mo.

There is no doubt that Teng Mo lost, and he did not even have the option to admit defeat.

Eating the dragon pulse Qi on Teng Mei, the dragon shaped fiction of Sky Saint is still eight long and two, looking at the details, it also increases by half a foot, which is still the last time Teng Mei ranked high, the dragon pulse Qi is strong, in exchange for a back up show, it is estimated that not a tenth of a foot.

The race proceeded in an orderly fashion, so long as the young giant came forward, the opponent either admitted losing or winning or losing, understanding the gap, and the result was obviously that the gap could not be seen because they were not even qualified to force the young giant to 50% strength.

Murong dumped the opponent and went to Xu Jing.

“In the twenty-seventh scene, Xu Jing aligned with Shaofeng. ”

Qi Shaofeng was the 38th best player in the last diving dragon list. He hosted the party in Sanjiang City, Psychic Power. In the dense forest of 100,000 mountains, Ye Dust also saved his life and Murong Duncheng City. His strength was very strong. His weapon was two strange gate weapons, the moon bend wheel, and the dragon-shaped phantom outside the body had four lengths, and the dragon vein was very strong.

Within a hundred moves, the banner drums of the two are the same.

After a hundred moves, Xu Jing Vietnam became more courageous. He was surrounded by a golden stream of real light. This stream of light was not true Qi, but the energy was substantial. Regardless of the destructive force was over most of the true Qi Qi, making Qi Shaofeng feel agitated.

One hundred and fifty-eight moves, Qi Shaofeng's palms numb, unable to grasp the weapon, Xu Jing seized the opportunity and flew out three times in a row.

Eating part of Qi Shaofeng's dragon pulse qi, Xu Jing's extracorporeal dragon-shaped fiction grew rapidly, and the blink of an eye swelled to nearly three lengths, not losing to the last ranked young master.

“Good strength, I can't bear to beat you, it doesn't matter if you don't get a dragon's breath.” Lin Meteor saw Xinxi hunting. If possible, next time he encountered Xu Jing, he would never eat the dragon pulse qi of the other party, let the other party remember himself. Unfortunately, when the dragon pulse qi is uncontrolled, it will be pushed out by itself. He can't even interfere with it.

“Not self-asserting.” Though Xu Jing's strength is not in his eyes, the person behind the other party is Ye Dust. Among the crowd, only Sky Saint and Ye Dust gave him a highly unpredictable feeling. Others were slightly worse.

At the end of the first round, the second round starts immediately...

Five rounds down, the dragon shadow of Ye Dust grew to around two legs and eight legs. His luck was not very good. His opponents were weak. Five games down were not as good as the one in which Xu Jing lost Qi Shaofeng. Among them, the best luck needed to be counted. He directly defeated Zhang Feng, ranked ninth in the previous session. Dragon shadow grew to four legs. Plus, the previous four games, Dragon shadow had four legs and five or more. He directly pushed the top 30 players in the previous ranking, and the wind remained strong.

In the sixth round, Ye Dust finally met a very energetic opponent, Choi Xiao, ranked fifteenth in the previous session.

Eating each other's dragon pulse qi, the dragon-shaped fiction of leaf dust grew to four lengths and three lengths, and then rose up in the show, second only to cultivating bitterness.

After all, Lynch's strength wasn't too strong. He lost three games in six games, won three games, and the dragon shaped phantom stayed at eight lengths.

Xu Jing won six consecutive games, and the dragon-shaped phantom remained at three lengths and five.

Unconsciously, the seven rounds are over.

Eighth round.

Ye Du's opponent is, of course, Gu Qing, who has never fought before.

Gu Qing was ranked 10th in the last diving dragon charts. Dragon-shaped fiction was originally about seven characters. After winning seven consecutive games, it was able to grow to seven characters and one, slowly.

“Take me to Blue Cloud Nine Strikes.” Gu Qing had no reason to admit directly that he had lost. In fact, he very much hoped to confront the leaves and dust with a strong weakness attack. Only such a battle would allow him to detect some unnoticed blooms and improve them.

Boom!

The star mark sword sheathed out, the leaf dust hand held the long sword, a little void, Gu Qing's continuous baton law was immediately broken, and only one strike was actually exerted, the rear eight strikes fetus died in the stomach.

“How is that possible?” Gu Qingxin shook his mind, Qingyun Jiu hit the ring interlocking. If the next few hits were broken, he could still understand that, after all, the more difficult Qingyun Jiu hit backwards, the more difficult it might be to control, but the previous few hits did not break at all.

Ye Dust: “Qingyun Jiu has seen it once in a row, it is really a powerful streak, one stick is faster than the other, but the first hit to the second hit is the slowest ring, as long as the sword speed is fast enough, you can find that key point. You need to pay attention not to fast, but how to make it slow and uneven, so that people can't grasp the law. ”

“Taught.” Gu Qing recalled that, as Ye Dust said, the previous Qingyun nine strikes a ring and a stick is faster than a stick, but the first strike to the ninth strike takes time, no one else can watch you extend to the ninth strike. If you want to develop from the fast side, the weakness still exists, but it only decreases a lot. After all, there are people outside the people, there are days outside the sky, and you may also meet people faster than you, so you want to make up for this weakness, only people can't grasp the law, you can't just start from the fast side.

Thinking about this, Gu Qing had to admire the leaves and dust. Qingyun Jiu hit the first few hits relatively quickly. In fact, only the other party can find a gap and hit the key point with one sword.

“I'll lose! ”

There is no need to compare, Gu Qing has already gained a lot of understanding.

Ang

Gu Qingyi's voice had just fallen, and the dragon-shaped phantom outside the leaf dust pounded over.

Upon returning, the dragon-shaped fiction of the four fathers and three fathers grew directly to the five fathers and seven fathers, surpassing the cultivation and suffering, equivalent to Murong Duncheng. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)