The pavilion in the pavilion, the sword is boundless feast, if the fire sword is opened, the divine flame is raging, and the surging fire wave swept out, and the eight deserts were frightened.
The contemporary Zhu Rong of the Zhu Rong family is supreme on the sword, the sword is out of the sky, and the battle is the first.
The Dao Jian is too beginning, the divine sword is like fire, the peaks meet, and there is a shock that shakes the world.
The world-shattering battle over the sword, the sea of fire filled the sea, and in the flames, two red-clothed figures were constantly intertwined.
"Swordsmanship, Liaoyuan"
A sword slashed, the phoenix fire was vertical and horizontal, the red flame was soaring, and it was invincible.
Zhu Rong stared, if the fire sword turned, the scorching tide surged, blocking the red flames in the sword.
The two similar people are both at the peak of the sword, and they have mastered the ultimate Yang Shenhuo. Between their moves, the destruction is endless.
With a bang, the two moves collided, the fire waves dispersed violently, the two retreated together, and the battle was separated.
"Swordsmanship, Muddy"
With one sword, another sword came out, the sword of nothingness swallowed the sky and destroyed the earth, slashing at the woman in front of him.
Zhu Rong took a step, turned his body in an instant, avoided the sharp edge, and if the fire condensed his essence, he greeted the move with a sword.
With a slam, the double moves collided, the sword energy swayed, and the waves roared furiously.
"Fire in the Sky"
A few breaths confrontation, able to know each other, Zhu Rong condensed a body of work, the flames rose all over the body, the divine fire on the sword surged, and the famous tricks appeared in the world.
Heavenly fire burned the world, the world was catastrophic, and the temperature in the pavilion suddenly rose sharply, even if the prohibition formation was difficult to stop, Fu Wenming was destroyed, and there were signs of instability.
On the main seat, Mei Wuhen frowned slightly, raised her right hand, and suddenly, in the main hall, snow fell from the sky, one heavy and one heavy restraint, stabilizing the great formation that was about to collapse.
In the battle, fire waves swept through, and the majestic power of fire energy rose to the extreme.
The raging flames, burning the sky and boiling the sea, are shocking and terrifying. Outside the battle, the expressions of the strong swordsmen flashed in shock. Is this the real flame of the Vulcan? Really scary.
The flames of the gods arrived, the extreme power was shocked, Ning Chen's expression condensed, Tai Shi crossed, and the phoenix fire rose and rose into the sky.
"Nirvana"
One sword nirvana, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, the magnificent and unparalleled sword energy crisscrosses the heaven and the earth, the sword reaches the extreme, breaks through the peak, and is unique.
The next moment, the sword light poured down, the rumbling vibration resounded throughout the world, the sword light and divine flames collided extremely, and the ghosts were frightened.
"Uh"
With a faint groan, the sword light broke through the divine flame, passed through the body, and stained the clothes with blood.
In an instant, the red-clothed body arrived in an instant, a sword sealed his throat, and stopped half an inch ago.
"Girl, you lost"
Ning Chen looked at the woman in red in front of him and said.
Zhu Rong's body froze, and after a while, he slowly relaxed, nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for being merciful."
Ning Chen smiled politely, put down the sword in his hand, and said, "It's me who took advantage of the power, otherwise I can't know if I can beat the girl."
He is in the form of a phoenix and is not afraid of flames. Although Zhu Rong's fire is strong, he is helpless.
"The son is too modest"
Zhu Rong suppressed the injury and sighed lightly, "I heard the name of the son in the past, but I didn't know what to do. Today's battle, only knowing the strength of the son, is really bottomless."
Strong, strong, there is no doubt that she knows her strength, anyone in the fourth realm can fight, however, facing this person, she has no chance of winning.
The pressure is not the pressure of cultivation, but the inability to control the moves between moves, as if all her moves have been seen through, and when she makes moves, she has already lost one edge.
According to rumors, this son has only been practicing for a hundred years, and in a hundred years, his knowledge of martial arts has reached such a level, which is really too terrifying.
In the main seat, Mei Wuhen looked down, a strange color flashed in her eyes, she knew that the ninth son of Momen would have the upper hand, but she did not expect to win so quickly.
"Sister, it's time to announce the results," Jing Wuxia reminded softly.
Hearing this, Mei Wuhen calmed down and said calmly, "Young Master Ning wins this round, congratulations"
Below, Ning Chen clasped his fists and gave a polite salute in response.
The two returned to their seats and sat in their respective seats. The first round of martial arts was over, and the five stronger ones advanced to prepare for the next round of competition.
"Everyone, please rest for a while. Next, there will be a second round of competition. Because there are five people, there will be a bye and one person will automatically advance."
Mei Wuhen looked at everyone in the room and continued, "The order is still the same as the previous round. It will be decided by lottery, and those who have drawn five will advance directly."
In the sitting room, the swordsmen who were watching the battle nodded slightly. Although this decision was partially fair, and those who directly advanced would have a great advantage in the next round, luck was sometimes a part of strength.
"Second sister, you are the last choice."
Mei Wuhen glanced over, looked at the woman beside her, and said.
"Um"
Shui Wuyue nodded, looking indifferent.
The sword attendant went up to the hall, holding a wooden plate in his hand. On the wooden plate, five jade slips lay in it, with numbers engraved on the back, which determined the order of the later duel.
Ning Chen, Lin Yuzhen and the others took a jade slip one by one, and after reading it, put it on their table.
On the right side of the main seat, Shui Wuyue took the last jade slip, glanced at it, and handed it to the person beside her.
Mei Wuhen looked at it and was slightly startled.
On the jade slip, the word "five" is engraved, indicating that Shui Wuyue will become the person who will be promoted directly in this round.
Mei Wuhen came back to his senses, showed the jade slip to the crowd, smiled and said, "It seems that this time it was my sword pavilion who picked it up cheaply."
Below, the swordsmen of the major starfields looked at each other in dismay. This is really the worst result. The second pavilion master of the sword pavilion is one of the best among the five. block.
During the banquet, Lin Yuzhen, who had drawn a word, got up and prepared to meet her second battle.
Ning Chen's eyes flashed a condensed color, and he said, "Your Highness, your injury is not serious, if you can't do it, don't force it"
"Don't worry, I have a measure"
Lin Yuzhen replied softly and walked towards the front of the table.
Not far away, Mu Changge in black also got up and walked out of the seat.
Seeing this, Ning Chen was startled, the opponent that King Qi had drawn was actually Senior Sword Master.
In front of the table, King Qi and Sword Master stood opposite each other, a king of Beiqi, a ruler of Tianfu, and an equally unfathomable powerhouse. This is the first time that he has become an opponent. During the banquet, Ning Chen's face flashed a look of worry, in terms of cultivation, King Qi must have the upper hand, but now King Qi is injured, and Senior Jian Zun is at the peak, and he has understood the sword that surpasses the limit of the sword. Twelve, the result of this battle, for King Qi
It's very unfavorable.
Both of them were his friends, and he didn't want to see anything happen to either of them.
"Put out all your strength, I won't leave your hand just because you are injured. This is disrespectful to you or my sword."
Mu Changge waved his hand and listened to the Tianque turning out, the Heavenly Grade Divine Sword reappeared, and the sound of the sword resounded throughout the Tianque.
"as you wish"
Lin Yuzhen's expression condensed, she waved her hand to show her sword, the magic weapon was unsheathed, and Feng Ming Jiutian. The same rank of heaven, it is difficult to survive in the world, at present, it is a decisive battle.