Sword God

Melee!

Extremely fierce dogfight!

The swords and swords, the fists and feet are boiling, countless energy and countless lights gather countless sounds, the wind screams and the thunder and light swells, and the waves are like water and smoke and fog.

Every official disciple standing on the ring has at least a seven-star initial combat strength. If it is placed on Chaotian Island, it is a first-class master. Because of the inheritance of Taiyuan Tianzong, each of them Human strength is stronger than the initial seven-star star on Chaotian Island.

Fight battle battle!

The sound roared, like thunder violent, terrifying.

Constantly, someone was knocked out of the ring and fell to the ground, disqualifying.

With fewer and fewer people on the ring, their battles have become more intense.

Because they can stay, all of them have good strength, even equal.

"Go down!"

"And eat me a blow."

After two quarters of time, the battle was completely over, leaving only the last one hundred people standing on the ring. Every breath fluctuated strongly, and his body was basically painted.

But they also had smiles on their faces, because they won and could enter the race.

"Congratulations on your victory and entering the race." Elder Yuande smiled and waved his hand, and saw the stars of white jade appearing in the sky, each starlight sprinkled with a little white jade star, very gorgeous.

The white starburst fell like snowflakes and fell on the body of a hundred formal disciples. I saw their breath changing and rising, and the scars on the body quickly disappeared.

However, in just a few breaths, the white starburst disappeared and the starlight was lurking, and the 100 formal disciples who had undergone violent fighting recovered from their injuries and their strength was completely restored.

"so amazing."

One by one, it was amazing to squeeze your fists or toss your arms.

"It is said that this is the means left by the ancestors who opened up the Xiaoyuan realm, and it can completely recover the healing power of any warrior below the extraordinary realm in a short time." Yu Zhengxiao whispered to Chen Zong.

Immediately, the 100 formal disciples who entered the race were repulsed from the ring by an irresistible but gentle force, and I saw that one hundred rings approached the center and turned into a ring that was many times larger.

At the start of the race, a lottery will be conducted first.

One hundred people and one hundred draws, the first is duel on the second, and so on, the winner is promoted and the loser eliminated.

The winning 100 people, each with at least a seven-star peak strength, are superior.

At the end of the first round of the race, 50 people advanced to the elimination of 50 people, the second round began, and 25 people advanced to the third round.

In the third round, one of them was lucky and automatically promoted. The other twenty-four people naturally had to fight hard. Twelve people eliminated twelve people to advance.

In the end, there were only 13 people left.

However, only the top ten can be rewarded, which means that three of the thirteen will be eliminated.

Immediately, I saw the elder Yuande waved his hand, the huge typhoon was surging, the bumps were like mountains and rocks, and the depressions were like valleys, there were trees and trees, and water was poured into the water pool.

In a blink of an eye, the terrain of the huge ring platform changed drastically, and the mountains, rivers, trees, forests, and valley swamps were far away from each other.

Such changes are staggering.

The remaining thirteen players will adopt the points competition system, which will be carried out in this greatly changed platform.

The first to earn points is naturally ranked first, and so on to determine the final ten.

The final battle is more exciting than any previous one, because everyone has a seven-star limit and is very arrogant.

In addition to the changes in the terrain of the ring, the battle process also needs to take into consideration the weather and geographical conditions and become more abundant.

The previous battle in the ring does not need to consider other, as long as you pay attention not to drop the ring, it is different from the real battle in the outside world, it is relatively simple, and the battle after the change of terrain is closer to the real battle More, so that you can maximize your personal strain.

Boom!

The rocks shattered and splashed in all directions, each with terrible power, under the traction of dexterity, like a migratory locust slammed towards each other, and then fell off with a knife, terrible knife pressure took the lead behind Split.

After the battle, the damaged mountains, rocks and trees will recover by themselves.

What attracted Chen Zong, or everyone's attention, was an official disciple named Lou Changhui. He had defeated eight opponents in a row and scored eight points. Under this situation, it is very likely to win the first place.

The other is expected to win the first, his name Wang Chunfeng, has already scored seven points.

Fight battle battle!

Lou Changhui and Wang Chunfeng won consecutively. At this point in the battle, basically, many places can be determined, only the first and second.

The first and second will be born between Lou Changhui and Wang Chunfeng.

Lou Changhui held a golden spear and pointed the gun directly at the sky dome. Wang Chunfeng's long knife lay across the front of his body.

Taiyuan Tianzong’s martial arts heritage is many, and there is no fixed one. Whether it is fist, palm, fingers, swords, guns and sticks, the disciples can choose the most suitable one according to their own preferences.

"The first is mine, and no one can take it away." Lou Changhui said very aggressively, dancing with golden spears, which caused a roar of golden hurricanes and suddenly blasted Wang Chunfeng.

But Wang Chunfeng just smiled coldly, the long knife shivered, the sound of the knife was cold, and the layers of ripples were swayed. Immediately, a ray of silver light appeared, and the silver light burst out instantly, like a fire and a shooting star Out.

The two did not tentatively. They had seen the previous battles. They already had enough knowledge. Once they shot, they came up with real skills.

The golden spear and the silver knife light collided instantly, and the two approached each other, bursting into anger, the ground around them shattered, and the vegetation was strangled into pieces.

The two of them had no regrets, approaching each other, the knife collided with the gun, and jumped out of breath.

"These two men have reached a very high level both in cultivation and martial arts," Yu Zhengxiao said.

Chen Zong also nodded.

The so-called high level means that their pseudo-spiritual power has been refined to the extreme of seven stars, and there is no possibility of a half-point promotion, and their martial arts attainment has also reached a very high level.

The strength of the two is between Bozhong and Zhong, and it is difficult to win or lose for a while.

Lou Changhui took advantage of his strength to fly, and gathered his strength in a height of tens of meters, and suddenly shot down.

This shot seemed to turn into a golden comet, which was not only fast, but also extremely violent. The shocking pressure came first, the ground collapsed, and Wang Chunfeng looked dignified.

Faced with this gun, Wang Chunfeng didn't mean to evade halfway, but instead looked up, his power surged and poured into the long sword without reservation.

Picked up with a knife, but has the thrill of breaking through the sky.

Collisions, the golden and silver lights burst innumerable, and the waves of ripples spread out, sweeping in all directions.

The light and ripples overwhelmed the figure of the two, and they could only hear countless sharp symphonies, which were very harsh.

Immediately, the light was blown away by a burst of strong and extreme breath.

The golden figure flew upside down, it was Lou Changhui, flew tens of meters away all at once, the spear trembling.

Wang Chunfeng was standing on the spot, the land around him was all broken, the whole body was surrounded by breath, like an invisible giant sword soaring into the sky.

"Breakthrough."

"It broke through."

Feeling the fluctuation of Wang Chunfeng's breath, he was surprised.

There are fewer such breakthroughs.

Now Wang Chunfeng is already at the beginning of the eight-star level.

There was a gap between the eight-star initial stage and the seven-star limit. Lou Changhui was not an opponent. He was eventually defeated and won the second place, while Wang Chunfeng won the first place.

"It's a good seedling, focus on observation."

In an instant, the senior officials of Taiyuan Tianzong completed the exchange and included Wang Chunfeng as a key observation.

"Fantastic, it's really wonderful."

"I thought Lou Changhui won the first place, but I didn't expect it to be Wang Chunfeng."

"Who made Wang Chunfeng break through."

The lower-level Zongmen Dabi also ended, but the middle-level Zongmen Dabi did not start immediately, but let everyone rest for a while.

Half an hour later, the intermediate sect Dabi also kicked off.

The middle-level sect is more than that of elite disciples. The number of elite disciples is much less than that of formal disciples. The total number is only over 3,000.

However, if you let more than three thousand people fight in turn, it will undoubtedly take a very long time. Therefore, the intermediate sect Dabi also adopted a knockout method at the beginning.

It is also a 100-ring ring, with an average of more than 30 people in each ring, to determine a hundred winners to enter the race.

Every elite disciple has at least an eight-star initial strength, which is more powerful and more powerful, so it looks more exciting.

Fight battle battle!

After a furious battle, one hundred winners were finally decided.

Then the method is the same as that of the lower ancestors. Lottery, duel, winners and losers are eliminated until the last thirteen.

And these 13 people also adopted the points competition system.

Similarly, each of the thirteen people reached the eight-star limit.

"I don't know if this time, will anyone break through in the war?"

"It's hard."

"Who do you think will come first?"

"Brother Wang Ziming is expected to win the first place, and Brother Lin Yi is also very strong. He is also expected to win the first place, and Sister Liu Yanqing also has the possibility to win the first place."

"Let's bet on a game and see who can win the first."

"Come and come."

The duel has not yet started, but many people already think that the first attribution, and use this to start betting, this is not an individual phenomenon, but a norm, in fact, every time the sect will be like this.

However, this is a gambling between disciples, Zong Men will not pay attention, as long as it does not violate Zong Men's interests, but then, it is only a small range of gambling, and has nothing to do with Zong Men's interests.

The showdown begins.

Sure enough, Wang Ziming and Lin Yi and Liu Yanqing all showed extraordinary strength.

Although other people's cultivation skills are comparable to theirs, the gap in martial arts and the level of combat ability have led to a slant of victory and defeat.

"Sister Liu, please." Lin Yibin said politely, personable.

"Brother Lin, please." Liu Yanqing held a dagger in both hands, and she was heroic.