"Evil Dragon!"

"Hand up!"

"Swallow the cloud!"

Ouyang Ding's claw skills are fierce and invincible, with almost no flaws and no way to crack them.

"The will of the gun!"

At the end of the battle, Duanmu Ying even used his gun will, and the third-level gun will was unparalleled in the world.

But Ouyang Ding's claw skills are also very powerful, and he has reached the fourth level, which is not something Duanmu Win can compete with.

"I am the only one!"

Finally, Duanmu Ying used his trump card and his unparalleled shooting skills. He was the best in the world in heaven and earth. He was the only one in the world and was invincible.

"Abandoning God's Claw!"

But with just one claw, Ouyang Ding cracked his attack and knocked him out.

"You are really strong. I admit defeat in this battle." Duanmu Ying's face turned red and he said with his fists.

"I've given up." Ouyang Ding said.

The semi-finals were born!

Chen Hui, Ximen’s cold-blooded, Gongsun Kang, Ouyang Ding!

Four young strong men.

The last round of competition will be held tomorrow to determine the top three in this Hundred Islands Battle.

Everyone is excited and looking forward to tomorrow's battle.

As for Shangguan Zhi, he was extremely angry and wanted to kill Chen Hui: "Chen Hui, I want you to die!"

At this moment, Chen Hui and Ouyang Chong and the other two were celebrating today's battle.

No words all night.

The next day, the last round of competition is coming.

I saw hundreds of thousands of people watching the battle, and hundreds of thousands of people waiting for news outside.

The eight elders sat on the elders' mat.

The competition platform is shrouded in energy beams and reinforced again, which can withstand the attacks of the third-level Xuanwu master.

All of this is taken into account the domineering strength of Ouyang Ding and Ximen's cold-blooded and domineering strength.

"Come on Brother Chen, we are optimistic about you." Yuchi Kuang said excitedly with his fists.

Ouyang Chong and the other four were also full of expectations for him.

"Don't have too much hope. I don't have the confidence to win the strength of the two of them." Chen Hui smiled.

Then, the four of them drew lots in the eyes of the crowd.

It is still odd vs odd, even vs even.

"No. 4." Gongsun Kang said.

"I'm No. 3." Ximen said cold-blooded and expressionlessly.

"I'm No. 2." Ouyang Ding said.

"Haha, I'm Number One." Chen Hui looked at Ximen cold-blooded and said with a smile.

"Very good, I also want to see if your sword technique is powerful or my sword technique is unparalleled." Ximen nodded coldly, with a sense of fighting in his eyes. He is the recognized first sword cultivator of the young generation of the East China Sea human race. He cannot find an opponent in the sword path. Now that Chen Hui appears, it naturally makes him excited and long for a fight.

Ouyang Ding and Gongsun Kang returned to their seats.

"please."

Chen Hui whispered and landed on the competition stage.

"Get out the sword, I won't be polite."

Ximen appeared opposite Chen Hui in cold blood, his bloody clothes swaying, crackling, fighting spirit soaring into the sky, and the sound of swords roaring.

"Is it Ximen Lengxue and Chen Hui?"

"Oh my God, they are both sword cultivators, I wonder who is better?"

"It's hard to say. Although Ximen Lengxue is recognized as the first sword cultivator, Chen Hui seems to have more strength. Moreover, his move to defeat Shangguan Zhi is extremely powerful. I wonder if Ximen Lengxue can resist it?"

"This battle is the real battle of the first sword cultivator."

Everyone was talking and their emotions were rising.

Shangguan Zhi and Hong Shaohuang have recovered from injuries. When they see Chen Hui, they naturally look gloomy and have no good face.

"Damn it, I hope this kid, Ximen Lengxue, can teach him some lessons." Shangguan Zhi said sinisterly.

"Young Master, don't worry, although Chen Hui is powerful, he must be no match for Ximen's cold-blooded opponent. Let's take a look." Hong Shaohuang said with a sneer.

"I hope." Shangguan Zhi said in a deep voice. He knew Chen Hui's power and had some doubts about whether Ximen Lengxue could defeat Chen Hui.

Seeing this, Hong Shaohuang automatically shut up.

He knew that Shangguan Zhi was defeated by Chen Hui, and he didn't want to touch Shangguan Zhi's bad intentions.

"Swish!Swish!"

But when two sword lights shone out, Chen Hui and Ximen Lengxue were seeing swords at the same time, the figures of the two intertwined together, and a ding-ding sound suddenly sounded.

In just a moment, the two of them went through a brief test.

However, it is obvious that they cannot understand the other party's strength.

The two began to use some tricks.

Chen Hui could feel that Ximen's cold-blooded swordsmanship was indeed powerful, almost comparable to Dongfang Hen and others.

It seems that the East China Sea is small, but it is not without people.

However, he is slightly better in terms of kendo willpower and physical strength.

This is Chenhui's only advantage.

As a sword cultivator, he knew very well that willpower was the key, and every sword cultivator had great perseverance, which was absolutely unbreakable and unshakable. Especially a sword cultivator like Ximen Lengxue, whose heart was as calm as water, had no self or other, and was devoted to the sword, and was a unique swordsman.

Such an opponent is truly terrible.

In addition, he is an invincible ninth-level heavenly martial artist, but Chen Hui has not reached this level.

So Chen Hui is not very sure that he can defeat Ximen Lengxue.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Chen Hui and Ximen Lengxue separated.

“Buzz!”

Both of them flashed with dazzling sword lights on their bodies, as bright as glass, and they were like morning glows breaking through the sea.

"Chen Hui, you are indeed very strong, but that is just my initial test of you. I think so are you. Now I will use your true strength to fight." Ximen was wearing a cold-blooded bloody clothes, Wufeng automatically, and the bloody clothes swelled up, setting off his majestic body, and the remaining blood sword in his hand emitted a bloody power that made people's heart-wrenching.

"good!"

Chen Hui was full of fighting spirit, and the fighting spirit rolled like a war drum.

"Blood-swallowing!"

"Swallow blood!"

"Blood refining!"

Ximen's cold-blooded and motionless figure was like a rock or a bloody man. His body suddenly moved and he danced the sword of residual blood.

The three sword techniques were completed in one go, like flowing clouds and water, and were naturally accomplished.

"Damn the light!"

"Thunder Trace and Wind Silence!"

"Fire and Thunder Explode!"

The three attribute forces of wind, thunder, fire, rolled in Chenhui's body and destroyed the drums, just like flames erupting. The flames were blazing, thunder rolled, and the strong wind swept across the world. When they collided with Ximen's Lengxue's three sword techniques, a large sea of ​​blood filled the ocean, which was like a natural disaster.

"Boom--!"

Such a strong true energy power, fusion and friction, immediately created a shocking explosion.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped.

"This Chen Hui is so powerful. He actually fought with Ximen in a cold-blooded manner."

"No, in general, Chenhui even had a little advantage."

"No, he is so powerful?"
To be continued...