It is his overlord Yanyu tactic.

The more domineering this kind of exercise is, the more fearless people can practice with less effort, and the stronger the power.

At this moment, Xiang Qianheng stepped up from the air, photographed with one palm, and countless sword qi broke apart under his palm.

The sword that permeated half of the sky was ignored by him, and the whole black robe fluttered against the wind.

Broken hair on the forehead, eyes domineering side leakage.

Snorted coldly, as he fell down with his palm, the red aura surging around.

Half the sky was under the squeeze of his palm, as if to collapse.

Reiki is rioting, space is broken.

Countless shares of swords are annihilated.

Feeling the power of this palm, the sword has twenty-one swords and eyebrows.

The eyes of Dao Dao flashed across his eyes, and the countless swordsmanship condensed together, and he cut towards Xiang Qianheng.

"Boom" sound.

At this moment, the dust was drifting, and the exploding air waves spread around.

The ring at the foot of the two was directly divided into two from the middle,

The crowd stared at each other, and they saw the two standing against each other at the moment, and their eyes were calm.

"Who won?" Some disciples asked curiously.

The sword took a deep breath on the twenty-first and walked down the ring without a word.

When he just walked off the ring, he only heard a click, and the long sword in his hand shattered.

"Xian Qianheng Sheng," the elder next to him quickly announced.

Ignored the cheers of the disciples present, and the sword looked at the broken sword in his hand for a moment.

And on the other side, Xia Zihe's broad sword slashed down.

The wave chasing sword passed through Wu Geng void, bringing up a gigantic wave and rushing in the face.

It seemed that his hand was no longer a sword, but a vast ocean.

Xia Zihe stood on the surging sea, and his figure was rolled up to a height.

Jiang Xi'er's eyes were dull, and his face was as cold as frost.

Saw that she stretched out her jade hand, and her entire arm was covered with a thin layer of ice.

When the wave of the ocean struck, she was like a flat boat in the ocean.

Wang Yang rolled up a huge wave, seeming to bury her completely.

Saw her jade hand lightly.

The sound of "clicking click" came from it.

The huge ocean of waves was frozen a little bit.

Is just a moment of effort, half of the sky is frozen.

Chilling.

Xia Zihe stood on the surface of the giant wave, and his feet also formed a thick layer of ice.

Jian Xi'er has come to him before he has responded.

Yu hands crossed Wu Geng's void and was heavily printed on his chest.

"Boom" sound.

The sky's frozen explosion exploded, and then the monstrous giant wave turned into a sword again.

Xia Zihe's figure fell and his feet backed several meters away from the ground before he stopped.

He looked at the cold wave chasing sword in his hand, then shook his head and sighed.

"It's still too restrained!"

"Jiang Xi'er wins," the elder said quickly.

And on the last ring.

Although Daoyang son and Xingjian fairy are two dozen and one, they have no advantage.

Jueming's sleepy tactics can strengthen his power.

At the same time, he is also very fast.

He used a trapped formation to separate the two sons of Daoyang.

The combat effectiveness of the two men without the combined attack was greatly reduced, and they were eventually broken through.

With the birth of the top three in the game, the disciples watching the battle also shouted their names.

As for the ranking of the top three, it depends on the comparison between the three of them.

"Elder," Just as the referee elder was about to announce, Jiang Xi'er interrupted the opponent.

Asked: "Is the top three qualified to challenge the Son?"

"According to regulations," the elder nodded and replied.

"I don't value the ranking of this contest, even if it's the third place, it doesn't matter."

Jian Xi'er said plainly: "I only have to challenge the contemporary Son."

'S first Xu Zimo smiled and looked at Jiang Xi'er's cold eyes.

He stood up slowly from his seat.

"What's going on? Does Jiang Xi'er have a contradiction with Shengzi!"

The disciple of the unknown truth quickly discussed.

Some disciples guessed.

"It should be because of the elders of the six elders, otherwise the two will not meet."

"Xiao Momo is in trouble," Xia Zihe whispered, frowning.

And the few disciples next to him also watched the fun with interest.

The referee elder seemed a little embarrassed and turned his head to ask Xu Zimo's opinion.

"It's okay, let me deal with it!"

Xu Zimo stepped forward and glanced at Jiang Xi'er.

Immediately, his eyes were on all the proselytized disciples present.

Said lightly: "I know that many of you have opinions on me.

Wants to see me ugly.

This person, I also hate trouble.

Challenging one by one is boring, just go together.

I beat you all. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, there was a lot of noise at the scene.

"Daiyan is not ashamed," the next knife Yang Gongzi snorted coldly.

Xu Zimo smiled, his right hand lifted slightly, and he took a straight shot towards Master Yang.

"Boom" sound.

The layers of space around shattered, and endless hurricanes condensed between palms.

Yao Yang's complexion changed suddenly, his long sword waving in his hand.

But he was shot directly and flew out.

At this moment, the surrounding Tianjiao, who was originally preparing to watch the show, immediately looked dignified.

Looked at Xu Zimo in disbelief.

"Unfathomable," Sect Master Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered softly.

"Don't say I didn't give a chance, go together, otherwise you don't have any chance."

As Xu Zimo's voice fell, I saw the power of the peak of the emperor's veins spreading from his whole body.

Xu Zimo stepped up from the sky ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ High above, looking down at his disciples.

He slowly pulled out the Ba Ying, thunder and fire exploded, half of the sky was suppressed by his momentum.

The power of creation is surging.

"Come on, just let me see how strong this session's proselytes are."

Seeing this scene, all the disciples underneath were stunned.

"The peak of the emperor's veins," someone said unbelievably.

"How is this possible, how old is he!"

This is also true of those disciples in this realm. "

"There can be lively watching now."

Everyone looked dignified, Xiang Qianheng glanced with the sword twenty-one.

"The siege won't kill."

Sword 21 said lightly.

"In this case, it is not always possible to win together," Xiang Qianheng felt Xu Zimo's momentum around him.

Said with a bitter smile: "I heard that he also integrated the first battle body."

"You fight, I am his brother after all," Xia Zihe shook his head back to the side.

"Let's go together," Xiang Qianheng's momentum around Zhou Emperor's body is released.

Lightly laughed: "You can't be ridiculed by the younger brother."

Jiang Xi'er didn't say much. She was surrounded by coldness, and she followed the air and flew up.