After the old man's face disappeared that day, all the people were excited, and the blood in everyone's bones was ignited.
"I hate his grandma's Tianxuanzong! Even if the Haoranzong is defeated, I will stay here for the rest of my life and never give up my homeland!"
"That's right, this is my hometown! I don't care if the martial arts world in my hometown is strong!"
"Fuck you, Tianxuanzong, get out of Canglan Continent!"
"That's right, that's the feeling!" Xiang Nan felt his blood boil, he clenched his fists hard, that's the feeling!
This feeling is called belonging! It's called motivation!
At that moment, all the contestants forgot their fear, and all of them were full of fighting spirit!
"Hahahaha!" There was thunderous laughter from the valley, Xiang Long folded his hands on his shoulders, and laughed arrogantly: "The scene is quite touching, but talking about it won't help."
"No matter how much you shout slogans, you are still just a bunch of trash!"
Someone cursed loudly: "You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"
That Xiang Long laughed even more wildly: "I dared to go deep into the tiger's den, I never thought of leaving alive! But even before I die, I want to win the championship, and kill you bunch of clowns!"
In the sky, after struggling for a long time, the commander finally decided to withdraw his troops, and said to Elder Shi Beihong: "I hope you don't let Haojing down, don't let old man Tiandao down."
After all, the flaming legion swept north with a cloud of fire.
However, from this moment on, Haoranzong has fallen into the greatest crisis of trust, betting on the dignity of warriors of the Haotian Empire, betting on the trust of the old man Haotian, and must win no matter what!
"Continue the competition!" In the sky, Elder Shi Beihong shouted loudly.
In the ten battles of the whole day, everyone fought extremely hard, and the curtain came to a smooth conclusion.
On the third day, the top 50 group arena continued, and the competition was almost halfway through.
The one who participated in today's competition was Murong Wanqing who had drawn No. 22. She defeated her opponent by an overwhelming advantage and successfully advanced to the top 50.
In the third game in the afternoon, Li Qingchuan made his debut.
And Li Qingchuan's opponent was a man in a black robe!
"It's broken!" Xiang Nan and the others felt their hearts sink.
When Li Qingchuan saw his opponent, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he gritted his teeth and said with a forced smile: "My luck is really good."
"Ah! My God, why is there still a disciple of Tianxuan Sect!" The audience exclaimed in unison.
"How many are there! This is already the third one that has appeared."
With the appearance of the third Tianxuanzong disciple, the self-confidence of all the audience collapsed again!
One Xiang Long is that strong, and now there is a third strong person!
"Baijianmen, Li Qingchuan!" Li Qingchuan raised his long sword.
And the man in black was a thin man with a hooked nose, his face was so skinny that it was like dry bark.
"Tianxuanzong, Zhanli." The tall and thin hooked nose declared his sect.
"Sure enough, he is a member of Tianxuanzong." Li Qingchuan gritted his teeth.
"Qingchuan!" Xiang Nan rushed to the edge of the ring and shouted, "Don't force yourself if you can't beat it! You only have the second level of Guiyuan, and he has the fifth level of Guiyuan! There is no shame in surrendering."
Li Qingchuan turned around, smiled at Xiang Nan, and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."
"Oops, he won't surrender." Xiang Nan thought in his heart, extremely worried.
"The game, start." The referee gave the game order.
Then Li Qingchuan pointed the tip of his sword at Zhanli, and said: "Show your weapon!"
That Zhan Li didn't show any expression, but his skinny face looked like a ghost, very terrifying, he said in a hoarse voice: "If you want to see my sword, you have to trade it with your life."
"Big words!" Li Qingchuan yelled and took a step forward, chopping down the long sword in his hand!
A half-moon sword light flew towards Zhan Li close to the ground.
The foundation of this sword is very solid, and the strength of the sword light is quite solid, but the only thing that is not enough is the realm.
And that sword glow, when it flew ten meters in front of Zhanli, suddenly split into two!
"Huh? What kind of martial art is this?" The audience in the auditorium and the contestants watching the competition under the ring were all taken aback.
But only a few real masters could tell that Li Qingchuan's sword light was not separated by itself, but cut open!
As it turns out, it does!
After Li Qingchuan's sword light parted, it swished and shot obliquely to both sides, and finally cut on the surface of the ring.
At this time, everyone woke up like a dream, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"How did he cut Li Qingchuan's sword light? He didn't even move his hands."
"Damn it, that hooked nose is so fast!"
Li Qingchuan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Not bad, the speed is very fast, try this trick again."
As he said that, Li Qingchuan struck out one first, and the half-moon sword light flew away, followed by the second and third swords.
The two sword lights behind quickly caught up with the first one, and the three sword lights intersected to form a triangle.
Zhan Li still had no expression on his face, just walked towards Li Qingchuan with his hands behind his back.
The triangular sword light approached quickly, but at a distance of ten meters, it silently divided into six sections! Those broken sword glows brushed past Zhan Li's body without touching a single bit.
"What's going on here." Li Qingchuan began to pant, and said, "This guy's speed is too fast, I didn't even see his arm move."
What did he use to cut open my sword light? Do you use vitality? "
Li Qingchuan bit the bullet, this time he simply grabbed the long sword and rushed towards Zhanli.
Zhanli continued to walk, when Li Qingchuan rushed ten meters in front of him...
laugh!
Then Li Qingchuan's chest suddenly raised a bunch of blood! Immediately afterwards, this person soared into the air, and flew out backwards on his back.
Looking at his chest again, the front front has been cut open by strange sword marks, leaving a long sword wound on his chest!
Many players were dumbfounded.
Ten meters! It seems that within ten meters of the exhibition, there is an invisible barrier, and nothing can pass through the distance of ten meters.
"Qingchuan, admit defeat, there is no way to win." Mo Hai also frowned to persuade.
That Li Qingchuan fell to the ground, lying on the ground, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Then...how can it be done... In the end, if you don't even touch his body, you have to admit defeat."
"I... can't afford to lose... this person."
"I know I can't win, but I must at least touch him."
Zhanli had already walked over, and he was still fifteen meters away from Li Qingchuan.
Li Qingchuan jumped up and shouted: "Try my trick and see if you can catch me!"
After saying that, Li Qingchuan's body swayed and suddenly split into two shadows, which surrounded Zhanli from left and right.
"This is..." Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat.
Mo Haidao: "This is Qingchuan's trump card, Split Shadow Slash."