Everlasting Dragon Emperor

Fengdu Jian sent three people to qualify and scored three hundred points, plus nearly five hundred points in the first round, adding up to nearly eight hundred points.

This achievement can only be regarded as a midstream among the 18 forces.

And the strongest Tianhong teaching, together, has more than 1,900 points, ranking first.

Ranked second, Ling Feng family, more than 1,700 points.

The terrible arrogance of the stormy clan was the foreign aid the Lingfeng family invited.

The third place, with more than 1,600 points, is twice as high as the Fengdu Sword School.

But it is still early, everything is unknown.

Because, next is the seventy-two qualifying Tianjiao against each other, as long as they enter the 36th place, you can get two hundred points.

Next, the points change will be very large.

At this time, Qi Ping, Han Feng and others gathered together, with cold eyes, sweeping Lu Ming from time to time.

"Brother Han, this Muyun is too evil. If you meet him in the next game, can you deal with him with confidence?"

Qi Ping asked quietly.

Han Feng's face was gloomy and he pondered for a while, saying: "Look at the strength he showed in the battle with Guanlianbi. If he meets me, I will kill him!"

Han Feng whispered, his eyes flashing through the cold killing.

Although Lu Ming's strength is strong, but he has special means, confident to kill Lu Ming.

"That's good, if the kid meets Brother Han in the next game!"

Qi Ping said, praying.

He was really scared.

If such a strength as Lu Ming is alive, he will definitely not let him go in the future, and he will definitely have a hard time in the Fengdu Sword School in the future.

The days when the prestige was strong and the wind was strong, never came back.

He couldn't accept it.

"Ning!"

At this time, the referees from the 18 forces at the same time took a sip, twitched their hands, and the runes were filled. Then the original 18 battle platforms began to converge, and finally gathered into a larger battle platform.

"Okay, now seventy-two people qualify and will continue to play!"

"The rules are very simple. Seventy-two of you, draw a lot, and whoever you draw is a matchup!"

Tian Hongjiao head announced.

This is the classic two-player battle in the ring. Of course, it also requires a little luck. If you are out of luck, you won't be able to win the unbeatable master at the beginning.

Next, Archbishop Tianhong divided the seventy-two people into two batches, each with thirty-six people. Then Archbishop Tianhong engraved the names of thirty-six people on bamboo sticks, and then carved the bamboo sticks. Put it in a metal box.

The surface of the metal box is engraved with runes, which can isolate spiritual consciousness, prevent someone from peeping inside the name with spiritual consciousness, and prevent cheating.

"People on your side, I engraved the name. If you don't have the name on your side, let's draw lots!"

Tian Hong, the master, waved his hand, and the iron box flew out, suspended in the air, and then ordered a group of people to go up to the lottery.

Whoever's name is drawn is to fight with whom.

"I'll come first!"

A young man in a purple robe stepped out.

Those who were engraved with names suddenly became nervous.

Because this person is the ultimate arrogance that Tianhong teaches from the Ziying clan, with unpredictable strength, and the first strong competitor.

No one wants to be drawn by him. Even a few equally powerful arrogances are not the time for a decisive battle. If they lose, they will not earn much points.

In the eyes of everyone, the Ziying tribe Tianjiao drew a bamboo stick from the iron box.

"Ance!"

The young people of the Ziying tribe slowly spit out a name.

The young man named'An Ce' paled pale.

"Unlucky!"

An Ce sighed secretly.

"Come on, fight me!"

The Tianying pride of the Ziying tribe landed on the battle platform step by step, and the British spirit flourished.

"I surrender!"

That Ance, directly admit defeat, no need to compare.

His cultivation behavior is only the ninefold of the Divine Monarch, which is too far away from the Tianying of the Ziying Clan, even if he goes all out,

Moreover, this competition, once you start, there is no rule that you can not kill, if the Ziying clan Tianjiao took the opportunity to kill him in one move, wouldn’t he be wronged?

So simply concede defeat.

In this way, Ziying Clan Tianjiao easily won a game and entered the 36th place to teach Tianhong, plus another two hundred points.

Let Tianhong's points exceed 2,000 points.

"I come!"

At this time, another young man stepped out.

Everyone was shocked again, because this person was the arrogance of the Storm Race.

This is also a character who has the strength to compete for the first.

He also drew a figure of Divine King Jiuzhong, who also conceded directly.

Next, Tianjiao went up to draw lots one by one.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the gap between them is not particularly large, they will choose a battle.

Because this is a knockout, not the previous group stage, there is a chance to lose.

In the knockout game, once you lose, there is no chance.

Fierce battles, one after another.

Of course, once many people lose, they will decisively admit defeat.

After all, they are just invited foreign aid, just try their best, and do not commit desperately.

Thirty-six games were quickly played in half.

"Muyun!"

At this moment, a young man twitched a bamboo stick and pronounced the name of'Muyun'.

This young man's face is a little ugly.

He knew the fighting power before Lu Ming, and he, just Divine King Jiuzhong, met Lu Ming and was in danger.

Uh!

Lu Ming was decisive, stepped out and landed on the battle platform.

The young man fell on the battle platform as soon as he gritted his teeth.

"Brother, your strength, I really admire, I want to learn a few tricks with the brother, how about the point?"

Youth Road.

Many people have a smile in their hearts.

Obviously, this person is afraid of Lu Ming's strength, but he doesn't want to give up so much, he wants to try it out, so to say this, he will leave a way out.

"of course can!"

Lu Ming smiled.

He and the other party have no injustice and no grudges, as long as they win, there is no need to shout and kill.

call out!

The young man moved, like a divine light, to Lu Ming, very fast.

Obviously, this person is good at speed, and the attacking power is also very strong. The offensive is like a storm, which is endless and unstoppable.

This is why he wanted to try it.

Even a person with a stronger frontal strength than him, a careless one, will be defeated by him.

However, facing Lu Ming, he was destined to miscalculate.

Uh, uh...

The sword light in Lu Ming's hand appeared, and a thousand swords were cut out in an instant, all over the sky.

The sky was full of sword light, and the other party's attack was shattered and his body suddenly retreated. He retreated to the edge of the battle platform before stopping. There were two more sword wounds on his body and blood was flowing.

"Sure enough not!"

The young man shook his head secretly, and then clenched his fists, saying: "The shepherd is really powerful, admire it!"

After all, he turned and left the battle platform, voluntarily admitting defeat.