"How can this be?!"
In fact, when Ding Li sensed the golden sword light released by Xia Yan just now, he felt a bad feeling in his heart. The aura emanating from the golden sword light was no less than his own sword aura. The breath is weak. However, before he could understand and react in his heart, the sword shadow he was manipulating was torn into two by the huge force of the golden sword glow.
"hiss!"
Although horrified in his heart, Ding Li's reaction was extremely quick, and a black phantom immediately formed around his body, which was a shield formed by a ninth-level defensive artifact.
"boom!"
The golden sword light pierced through the thousand-meter space and slammed into the defensive artifact shield activated by Ding Li.
"boom!"
Ding Li, whose figure was hanging in the air, urged the ninth-level defensive artifact, bit his teeth, and resisted the attack of the golden sword light, but his body paused in the air, shaking violently. Even with the defensive artifact on his body, Ding Li seemed to be struggling to resist Xia Yan's fierce attack this time.
Seeing this scene, the face of the Lord of the Green Shadow Hall, who was standing outside watching, also turned dark. As soon as Xia Yan made a move, he immediately saw that Xia Yan's strength was not as vulnerable as he imagined. And looking at Xia Yan's overall aura, it seems that his strength is stronger than that of the Ding Li practitioners in his temple.
"I must block it!"
"As long as I can block his attack, find an opportunity, and use the ninth-level attack supernatural power, I will completely defeat Xia Yan!" Ding Li roared in his heart.
In the attack just now, Ding Li only used 80% of his own strength, but he didn't expect that the powerful attacking sword shadow formed by his 80% strength was directly torn apart by the sword energy released by Xia Yan. After that, he was immediately attacked by Xia Yan. This attack was very sharp, domineering, and fierce. If he couldn't resist it, he might be directly defeated by this blow, and he might not even be able to use his full strength in time.
Ding Li felt a little regretful, regretting that he hadn't exerted his full strength at the beginning.
"Want to resist my attack?!" Xia Yan saw the defensive artifact urged by Ding Li, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, followed by a slight movement of his body, covering a distance of several hundred meters. Above the arms, a ball of golden light surged out again. With the release of this group of golden spiritual power, the shining golden sword light that was in a stalemate with the ninth-level defensive artifact urged by Ding Li became brighter and brighter.
"Boooooooooooh!"
After several more sounds, the divine weapon shield that Ding Li urged suddenly began to flicker continuously. Ding Li only felt that the forces oppressing him from all directions were becoming more and more tyrannical, and the pressure he was facing was increasing. Even if he tried his best to use the spiritual power in his body, he felt unsustainable.
"Not good!" Ding Li's eyes widened suddenly, and he roared, looking desperate. At this moment, the shield formed by the defensive artifact made another crisp sound, and it was hit by Xia Yan's golden sword light continuously, and cracks appeared one after another. Perhaps others cannot see the cracks on the shield, but Ding Li is very clear. Even if he closes his eyes, he can know that there are more and more cracks on his shield.
"Fight again!"
Xia Yan shouted again, and while waving his arms, he released a burst of spiritual power again, manipulating the golden sword glow.
"Crack!"
Finally, Ding Li's shield was completely defeated and shattered into countless fragments. Without the protection of the defensive artifact, Ding Li's body was completely exposed to Xia Yan's golden sword light. The breath of death completely enveloped Ding Li in an instant, and if he resisted the sword light attacking the divine weapon with his body, it could be said that he would definitely die. But at this time, Ding Li simply didn't have any other means to resist the golden sword glow's attack.
"receive!"
Xia Yan also didn't want to kill Ding Li. After defeating the shield around Ding Li's body, he suddenly withdrew ninety-nine percent of his spiritual power. The golden sword light dimmed, brushed against Ding Li's body, and then completely dissipated. Even so, Ding Li was shot thousands of meters away and fell from the air, with bloodstains gradually staining his light green robe.
The Lord of the Green Shadow Hall, the expression on his face was stiff at this moment.
"oh?!"
"Shui Wu, has Xia Yan already defeated his opponent?!" Luo Feng, the master of Yingqian Palace, glanced at the challenge square where Xia Yan was, was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help laughing.
Xia Yan's victory in the competition was actually within his expectation, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
"Well, the competition of Xuyang cultivators is still going on?!" Shui Wu also looked at the challenge square where Xuyang, a practitioner of Yingqian Temple, was located, and saw that he was still in the battle with another practitioner of the three-pole god realm. In fierce battle.
"Yes, but Xuyang can beat this opponent!" Luofeng nodded, his face became serious, and then he said in a positive tone.
After Xia Yan defeated Ding Li, the scene in front of him changed again, and he found himself in another challenge square. This time, he was the only one in the square.
"Xia Yan, quickly recover the consumed spiritual power, and the next competition will begin after a stick of incense."
Before Xia Yan had time to think about it, he heard Lord Mingli's voice ringing in his ears, and sat down cross-legged, absorbing the rich spiritual power of Langya Hall. In fact, in the fierce battle just now, Xia Yan did not consume a lot of spiritual power, coupled with his amazing resilience, his spiritual power has reached saturation at this time, but Xia Yan still sat down cross-legged, immersing his mind in the fourth part of the Lingluo mental method .
After a stick of incense, Xia Yan won the second match.
In the third round, Xia Yan won!
…
In the sixth game, Xia Yan won!
In every battle, it took Xia Yan no more than a cup of tea to defeat his opponent. After winning several games in a row, Xia Yan noticed that there were more practitioners watching the battle. Many practitioners of Langye Temple also noticed that Xia Yan in white in the field. Xia Yan, with the power of a second-level god, can defeat five third-level gods and a practitioner of the peak level of a second-level god. It is normal for such strength to attract everyone's attention.
Many hall masters also set their sights on Xia Yan from time to time, and they were deeply surprised by this kid in Xingdou Hall. However, until now, they haven't been able to see Xia Yan's true strength. Every time they fight, Xia Yan doesn't seem to use all his strength.
"Haha, this kid Xia Yan is really powerful!"
Among the several cultivators in the Hall of Stars, laughter erupted. After watching Xia Yan win six games in a row, the cultivators of the Hall of Stars began to increase their confidence in Xia Yan. At the beginning, although Yan Qinghai said that Xia Yan was very strong, but because Xia Yan's realm was too low, they had a lot of pondering in their hearts.
"It is very hopeful that we have already won six games. That is to say, if we win two more games, we will enter the second stage of the elimination stage." Another Langye Hall practitioner belonging to the Star Dou Hall also nodded and smiled. road.
"I said a long time ago that Xia Yan can win the top ten." Yan Qinghai nodded slightly, looked at the others with some complacency, and then turned his gaze to the field.
…
"Defeated!"
Wu Ya Dian Dian led Su, shaking his head helplessly. In the fourth match, Liu Yutang was defeated by his opponent. Up to now, Liu Yutang has had a total of four fights, winning three and losing one. Although such a result is not bad, it is much worse than Xia Yan. Of course, most cultivators have only fought three or four battles. Faster, maybe up to five games. There were only four or five practitioners in the six battles.
Of course, there is also one who is faster than Xia Yan in the process of fighting, that is, the Fanshuiliu cultivator of Jiuyang Temple. At this time, the seventh battle of Fanshuiliu has ended.
"Oh, Xu Yang also lost a game." Hearing the sigh of Master Liusu, Lord Luofeng also sighed in disappointment.
Xu Yang also fought four games on the field, and was defeated by his opponent in the second game. Both the third and fourth games were won.
"There is still hope. As long as you win eight out of ten games, you will be able to enter the next stage." Tassel's eyes flashed, his breath sank, and he said quickly.
"Yeah!" Luofeng nodded, staring at Shui Mist, who had never been silent, grinning at the corner of his mouth, "Shui Mist, you're still the best boy Xia Yan from Star Dou Palace! He fought six games and won six games. Go to the next link, It can already be said to be in the hand.”
"Hehe... that's not necessarily the case, we have to win two more games to be completely settled." Shui Wu shook his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Luofeng with a light smile.
Several palace masters looked at the water mist with complicated eyes, obviously some thoughts were not smooth in their hearts, but they couldn't say anything at this time. These one hundred and eighty palace masters all have different moods. There are some cultivators of the Temple who have lost three or four matches, and it can be said that they have completely lost the chance to compete for the top ten to join the Langye Temple. However, these cultivators who have no chance still need to continue to compete. Even if they fail, they can get some rewards. The more games you win, the richer the rewards will be.
At this time, a competition had just ended, and Xia Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in a white dress in a challenge square, let out the turbid air in his chest slightly, and said to himself, "I have won six games in a row, and I don't know who my next opponent will be."
The remaining four of the ten opponents flashed in his mind. Among these four, the most threatening one was the flooding of Jiuyang Temple. The other three people are all in the early and mid-stage three-pole god realm, and they are not a big threat to themselves.
In any case, there is no problem in entering the second link. Even if they lose one or two games, it will not affect the next link. And Mingli, who presides over the arena battle, is also paying more attention to the few practitioners with the best results at this time. Because Xia Yan has the lowest realm, and he has won six games in a row, the attention of Mingli practitioners is no less than that of other people such as Fan Shuiliu, or even more.