"After six defeats, Hengyuezong can finally win one." Seeing Nangong Yue on the battlefield, the powerful men from all over the world sighed again.
"In this battle, there is no doubt that Heng Yue will win!"
"It's just a show, so what if I send it off to you." Cheng Kun on the high seat smiled playfully.
Amid the discussion, Meng Yunran, the sixth true successor of the Zhengyang Sect, had already braved the battlefield.
"Senior Sister Nangong, please teach me." Meng Yunran just stepped onto the battlefield and without saying a word, he sacrificed the spiritual weapon. It was a Bagua disk. Once it was sacrificed, it quickly became huge and pressed towards Nangong Yue.
Nangong Yue didn't move, she just raised her hand and slapped it suddenly.
pound!
Immediately, Meng Yunran's Bagua disk buzzed and trembled, and the whole thing flew out. Even Meng Yunran suffered a backlash, and the energy and blood in his body surged, but he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Whoosh!
Here, Nangong Yueqian's silhouette was elegant, and she stepped in front of her in three or two steps. Before Meng Yunran could steady her feet, she stepped forward with a jade hand seal.
puff!
Meng Yunran was injured again, vomited blood on the spot, and retreated quickly, but Nangong Yue was faster, with a ghostly figure, and when she was only one foot away from Meng Yunran, she waved her jade hand again.
puff!
Meng Yunran didn't even have time to use mystical skills to defend himself, and flew out of the battle arena on the spot.
Well…!
The battle ended so quickly that the powerful men from all directions were unable to react for a moment, "This is too fast!"
good!
I don't know who it was but suddenly howled, shocking the spectators in all directions.
good!
Before the spectators from all sides could react, someone roared so suddenly that the tea someone had just drank in their mouths spurted out.
"Why are you howling? You must be sick!" Everyone looked at it with dark faces, only to realize that it was coming from the direction of Heng Yue Sect.
At the Heng Yue Sect, Situ Nan and Ye Chen were fighting each other and yelling, and each of them was holding a small stick in his hand. There was also a small flag tied to the small stick. On the flag was engraved: The two characters are Heng Yue.
"Senior sister is mighty, senior sister is domineering." The two of them shouted ostentatiously while waving flags.
"Isn't it just a win? What about that?" Everyone in the audience looked at Situ Nan and Ye Chen as if they were idiots.
Looking at Yang Dingtian and the others, they each rubbed their brows. They never thought that Situ Nan and Ye Chen would come out to make a fuss, but Ye Ruxue and the others simply turned away, acting as if we didn't know these two guys. Posture.
"Is the Hengyuezong really so unbearable? To be so excited after only winning one game, ugh..."
"You only won one game, what a fuss." The Zhengyang Sect's people looked disdainful, "No matter how you win, you will never make it to the finals. You are just a clown from the beginning to the end."
After a small episode, Situ Nan and Ye Chen were carried back to their seats by Chu Xuan'er and the others, and Wu Changqing also came on stage again.
The next one, without Heng Yue Sect, would be nothing but a showdown between Zhengyang Sect and Qingyun Sect.
boom! Boom!
Soon, a rumbling sound was heard on the battlefield. The disciples of the Zhengyang Sect and the Qingyun Sect who were facing each other were not weak in cultivation, and their rankings within their respective sects were equally matched. The battle was overwhelming from the beginning. Repeatedly.
Ye Chen was busy again, his Immortal Wheel Eyes were dimly opened, and when no one was aware, he was staring at the battlefield, and he would imprint any secret method he liked without hesitation.
Time passed slowly, and the knockout rounds of the three-sect competition lasted far longer than expected, and it was not over until the sky began to darken.
During this period, there were endless hot scenes, which shocked everyone in the audience, not just one or two.
boom!
As a huge roar sounded, a bloody body flew backwards from the fighting platform. A closer look revealed that it was a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, and the disciple of the Zhengyang Sect who was still standing on the stage was also dripping with blood and bones.
At this point, the knockout rounds of the three competitions are coming to an end.
"Zhengyang Zong Huayun and Hengyue Zong Liu Yi come on stage to face off."
When Wu Changqing read out the names of the contestants in the final duel, everyone in the audience also looked in the direction of Zhengyang Sect and Hengyue Sect, with more sighs and sighs in their mouths.
"I see that Liu Yi's aura is not as chaotic as usual!" Shangguan Bo of Shangguan family looked at Liu Yi and couldn't help stroking his beard.
"It's a Dao injury." Looking at Liu Yi, old man Zhuge narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The dignified Hengyue's No. 1 True Successor is suffering from Dao injuries. I'm afraid he won't be able to exert even 60% of his combat power." Bi You glanced at Liu Yi and muttered, "It just so happened that he was fighting against Hua Yun."
"Xuanchen, you should be familiar with Liu Yi's bloodline, right?" In the void, Donghuang Taixin, who had not spoken for a long time, looked at Xuanchen beside him with interest.
"He should be the descendant of my third disciple Yunqiu." Xuan Chen said, and then glanced at Hua Yun in the direction of Zhengyang Sect, "As for the little kid named Hua Yun, if the expectations are correct, They should be the descendants of my eldest disciple Yuji."
"That's really new." Donghuang Taixin smiled, "The descendants of the eldest disciple were once the first true descendants of the Zhengyang Sect, the descendants of the second disciple were the first true descendants of the Qingyun Sect, and the descendants of the third disciple were The three true disciples of Heng Yue Sect are all unparalleled talents that are rare to see in a century. Looking at them, I can't help but admire your three amazing disciples!"
"It's a pity that there are mysterious spirits in this era." Fu Ya sighed secretly on the side, "They are just foils after all."
While the three of them were talking, Hua Yun below had already landed gracefully on the battlefield, and then glanced at Liu Yi with interest at Heng Yuezong, "If you're afraid of losing, don't do it. Come up."
Liu Yi smiled slightly, but did not speak, and just stood up slowly.
"Brother, if possible, let's not fight this fight." Ye Chen also stood up and gently grabbed Liu Yi's sleeve.
"Heng Yue's disciples are never afraid of battle." Liu Yi smiled slightly and gently pushed Ye Chen's palm away.
"Brother." Ye Chen still wanted to stop him, but Liu Yi had already stepped onto the battlefield. In that brief moment, he clearly saw a determination to die in Liu Yi's eyes.
Sonorous!
A harsh sound came from the battle platform.
puff!
When Ye Chen looked, Liu Yi had spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, his breath was disordered, there was a bloody gorge on his chest, and there was a bloody sword mark on his left shoulder.
Why!
Seeing Liu Yi like this, there were sighs and sighs from all directions.
Without Ji Ningshuang, Hua Yun would be the number one true successor of the Zhengyang Sect. In a certain sense, Hua Yun's ranking within the sect would be the same as Liu Yi's ranking within the sect.
The duel between disciples of the same level should have been exciting, but because Liu Yi was injured, he couldn't even exert 60% of his combat power. Therefore, he was completely suppressed from the beginning. Until now, he was still beaten. unable to stand up.
"Liu Yi, I really admire you." Hua Yun did not continue to attack. Instead, he patted the dust on his shoulders and smiled playfully. This gesture seemed to have ignored Liu Yi.
"You are no longer qualified to be my opponent." Hua Yun smiled faintly and then looked at Liu Yi.
Liu Yi was silent, but his expression was surprisingly calm.
Under the spotlight, the finger crossed the corner of his mouth, stained by the blood that overflowed from the corner, and then gently wiped it between his eyebrows.
Suddenly, Hua Yun's eyes across from him narrowed slightly.
"Senior Brother Head..." On the seats of Heng Yue Sect, Master Daoxuan and the others' expressions changed, and they all looked at Yang Dingtian, as if they knew that what Liu Yi was about to use was a terrifying taboo secret method.
Yang Dingtian took a deep breath, but did not speak. The fists in his sleeves had already turned white the moment Liu Yi formed the seal.
"He will use the forbidden technique after all." Chu Xuan'er sighed secretly.
"Forbidden technique." Ye Chen murmured and couldn't help but look at Liu Yi.