"Swish..."

Above the inner field, figures burst out, wrapped in energy light, and jumped onto the ancient stone platform, for fear that someone would take the lead.

There are only sixty-eight people, only sixteen stone platforms, and the competition is very fierce.

Zhang Qing, Xu Jiahui, Liu Ji, Qin Chao and Wang Fan know that their strength is not the end, but at least they have to go to the duel stage. Thinking back then, at least they have faced the best among these personal disciples.

Some people quickly stepped onto the duel stage, but some people were careless and waiting and watching secretly.

Yun Lingfeng, Gu Chenyou, Gong Qi, Mu Yao, Nan Liran and other people who have always been at the forefront of the sword tower, seemed not too anxious and were observing secretly.

"Swish..."

But soon, the remaining figures immediately jumped up and stepped onto the duel stage.

These existences that have always been at the forefront of the sword towers are deliberately avoiding them to avoid standing on a duel platform.

If two strong people fight, one will lose!

Their goal is to at least enter the sixteenth first. Even if they can win with confidence, they do not want to encounter too strong opponents and do not want to consume too much.

The more you reach the end, the stronger your opponent will be. If you consume too much in front, you will be unable to support it later.

"Bang bang!"

On the sixteen duels, as these top-ranked disciples of the sword towers came on, others tacitly began to join forces to attack the highest-ranked disciples.

.But this kind of joint efforts is definitely not 100%. Once there is a chance, anyone will take action without hesitation to shoot the opponent down from the duel stage. After all, this is related to ranking.

The atmosphere on all the duel stages was tense. As someone took action, a series of bombs were detonated. Suddenly, the aura surged, the vitality surged, the light fluctuated, and the duel was about to break out.

"Boy, you are not worthy of it!"

On the duel stand not far away, a personal disciple shouted lightly, and his figure appeared directly in front of Zhang Qing.

The disciple clenched his five fingers tightly, and a punch in his hand had already reached Zhang Qing's body. The light black earth-attribute vitality made the void around him tremble, and a whistling and vibration sound came from the air.

At this speed, Zhang Qing had a sword unsheathed, but he didn't even have a chance to take action. He retreated quickly and removed some force, but he was also hit by a punch in his chest, and his body suddenly flew backwards and was shaken out of the duel stand.

"Bang bang bang..."

Almost at the same time, Qin Chao, Liu Ji and Wang Fan were also attacked by their opponents and were directly left behind from the duel.

Several people fell into the inner field one after another, vomiting blood from their mouths, and were no match for them at all.

These disciples who can obtain quotas are at least at the third level and fourth level of the Yuanling Realm.

Although Qin Chao, Zhang Qing and others made amazing breakthroughs in the past month, they were tempered and transformed from the inside.

But in this short time, they are still far from comparing with these personal disciples.

Zhang Qing, Qin Chao, Wang Fan and others are too weak. The personal disciples on the duel are too lazy to join forces with Zhang Qing and others, and are not willing to join forces to deal with their opponents. They are even more ashamed to be on the same stage with them, and they will sweep Zhang Qing and others out as soon as they take action.

Seeing Zhang Qing being swept off the duel stage, Hou Changming's Protective Dharma was not surprised. As long as there was no serious injury, he also knew that with Zhang Qing's cultivation strength, he was not enough to compete with the best among those disciples who were personally passed down.

"Swish..."

On the decisive platform not far away, Xu Jiahui was also attacked immediately.

A woman was attacking Xu Jiahui, with black hair flying behind her head, and her footwork was unpredictable. She held a sword in her hand, but she disdained to shoot Xu Jiahui, so she slapped her left palm.

Xu Jiahui's face changed color. With her cultivation strength, she could not compete with her and she quickly retreated.

"Just an outer disciple, you are not worthy of coming to show up with us!"

The woman said indifferently, her speed was gone, her slender hands shook, her five fingers clasped her palms into a fist, and the fist was covered with a hot fire-attribute vitality, which spread out open fire, making the fist red, and caught up with it again with a fierce and fierce momentum.

Xu Jiahui avoided her chest, but her punch fell on her shoulder.

"puff……"

Under the impact of a huge and fiery force, Xu Jiahui vomited blood with red lips, and her delicate body was immediately shaken off from the duel stage.

"laugh……"

Just as Xu Jiahui was about to fall to the ground, a figure quietly appeared, spreading her arms, and a gentle force was like a vortex, lifting Xu Jiahui's body and gently falling down.

"Brother Su Yi."

Xu Jiahui's heart was trembling, and then she looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of her. Who else could be there if it wasn't Su Yi.

"Heal the wound."

Su Yi smiled slightly, let go of his arms and placed Xu Jiahui aside.

Su Yi was not surprised by Xu Jiahui's fall. Xu Jiahui's cultivation strength has soared a lot in the Wanjian battlefield in a month, but compared with these personal disciples, the gap in a short period of time is not a small part.

Xu Jiahui nodded, although she was a little frustrated that she was swept off the duel stage with one move, she had already figured it out.

The vitality of the feet flew, and the soles of the feet were slightly lit, and Su Yi's figure immediately stepped onto the duel platform where Xu Jiahui had just stepped on.

"Bang bang bang..."

There were four people on the duel stage. In addition to the woman who had just defeated Xu Jiahui, there were three young people fighting fiercely.

Su Yi's eyes swept over, and his eyes finally fell on the woman, and a sharp look flashed out of his eyes.

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Feeling Su Yi's gaze, the woman's eyes trembled for no reason. She could see that Su Yi's relationship with Xu Jiahui was approaching just now, and she also knew Su Yi's recent reputation in the Divine Sword Sect.

"snort!"

But soon, the woman snorted coldly, and her sword tower ranking was nearly thirty. In addition, this time, the cultivation level in the Ten Thousand Swords battlefield has made another breakthrough and has reached the fifth level of the Yuanling Realm. There is no need to be afraid of this kid.

"call out!"

The woman took the initiative to attack, her black hair flew, and she tried her best. The sword in her hand made a sword technique. The sword light was shining, and the sword light swept across, accompanied by the sound of breaking the wind, slashing towards Su Yi.

Su Yi's energy flew under his feet, and his figure quickly moved horizontally. He avoided the attack. The sword light flew sideways, and the fierce wind spread, making the skin hair stand on its back.

This sword seemed simple, but in fact it was the woman's full strength. This sword was extraordinary.

However, when the sword just fell into nothing, the woman's eyes had changed in shock, as if she felt something.

Sure enough, the woman had a correct premonition for herself. The young man in front of her had appeared in front of her in an instant. In her deep eyes, a red light made her heart tremble for no reason.

"You can keep going for me too!"
Chapter completed!