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The top eight of the new Outer Gate Martial Arts have been decided yesterday, and these eight young people are only in their early twenties, like the sun in the morning, the future is like the sea, and the future is long.

In order to choose the genius of the branch martial arts, the outer gate martial arts released the realm suppression, allowing the outer disciples to be promoted to the Yuan Breaking Realm, and the rewards were even more generous.

It is precisely because of this that the excitement of this year's outer martial arts performance is almost unprecedented, and countless geniuses have emerged one after another, and the fighting platform is surging.

And this time, the four most amazing people are undoubtedly Deng Tianhua, Xun Wenxing, Zeng Yirong and Xie Yun.

Deng Tianhua is talented, he is the only first-class qualification, and he has not encountered any resistance from beginning to end.

Xun Wenxing comprehended the meaning of dusk, and urged the power of sword intent to an inexplicably high realm, and with just one sword, he completely defeated the second sword of the outer gate, which had been famous for a long time.

Zeng Yirong relied on his incomparable strength and amazing martial arts, and with only two moves, he grabbed and swept all his opponents down the ring, and all blades, even the best blades, can be pinched lightly with only five fingers.

These three people are all breaking the Yuan Double, but Xie Yun is only refining the bones ten times.

Although the realm is low, Xie Yun relied on the ten layers of bone refining, all the way forward, crossing the great realm to defeat Sun Ning and the soul wind, the limelight was prosperous, and he chased the previous three, and he was not qualified to be compared with Xie Yun at all.

And now, Xie Yun and Zeng Yirong, who are in the limelight, are about to collide.

Near the Aoki Mountain Battle Platform, there were a lot of people, there were many more people than yesterday who watched the battle, and the entire mountain was crowded with outer disciples who came to watch the battle, it was simply overcrowded.

In the entire outer gate martial arts, there were only six battles left.

These six battles represent the highest level of the Outer Gate of the Guiyuan Sect, and after six battles, the new Outer Gate will be born.

"In the second game of the quarterfinals, Zeng Yirong vs. Xie Yun!"

The loud and high-pitched voice of the deacon of the outer gate sounded, and it was heard from afar, and it continued to echo in the Aoki Mountain.

Rumble!

The whole Aoki Mountain is boiling, and the next day's competition is finally about to begin!

This game may not be the pinnacle and strongest battle of the day, and the team is definitely one of the most anticipated battles.

Xie Yun's wonderful and brilliant sword talent, his extremely rotten seven-grade qualification, and his special identity as a royal guard from a small border town made Xie Yun one of the most high-profile outer disciples in the entire outer martial arts.

Countless people were both envious and jealous, curious and disdainful of Xie Yun.

"Xie Yun, I didn't expect you to really come and stand in front of me. It's just that the sword has no eyes, in case I miss and hurt you, or even die of serious injuries, but it's a big loss for me to return to the Yuan Sect!"

Zeng Yirong saw Xie Yun striding into the ring, his eyebrows jumped slightly, and a sneer flashed under his eyes.

After the man in black went back last night, he immediately told Zeng Yirong in detail about the entire battle process, in the eyes of the two, the current Xie Yun is just a strong outsider, and he seems to be full of energy, but in fact, he has already suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

The two of them couldn't have imagined how amazing the strength of Xie Yun's physical body was, how powerful his recovery ability was, and they couldn't imagine that Xie Yun was carrying a purple jade bead, and he had even obtained a quenched first-grade pill from Elder Zhu Maode.

Not only has the injury healed, but it has also successfully improved to the half-step Breaking Yuan Realm.

If he had known this, Zeng Yirong would never have sent someone to attack Xie Yun.

Xie Yun slowly pulled out the long knife, his face was as usual, and he said slowly: "If it weren't for the pressure that Senior Brother Zeng gave me, it would be really difficult for me to break through. ”

Before the words fell, a vigorous breath like the morning sun rose to the sky, and the sharp sword intent hung in the void like a brilliant rising sun.

The corners of Zeng Yirong's mouth twitched slightly, and a fierce color crossed his eyes, but immediately, he laughed lightly: "Half-step to break through the Yuan Realm? can make a breakthrough before the big war, Xie Yun, you are really a great genius, but unfortunately, geniuses need time to grow, if you cultivate for three more years, there is still hope to fight with me, and now, it is far from enough." ”

The laughter stirred up a strong self-confidence, and Zeng Yirong's body also rose with a strong momentum.

Fist of the Heart.

The true meaning of the golden eagle.

In a trance, Zeng Yirong seemed to have turned into a young eagle with wings ready to fly, waiting for the opportunity to soar into the sky under the brilliant sun.

And now, that opportunity is coming.

Winning the championship in the outer door is only Zeng Yirong's first goal.

"Senior Brother Xie is not a seventh-grade qualification? How can it be possible to advance so quickly! Yesterday I was still refining bones, but I didn't expect that early this morning, it would become a half-step Breaking Yuan Realm, if it goes on like this, I am afraid that one day I can really advance to the Breaking Yuan Realm. ”

"What's the use of breaking through the Yuan Realm in half a step? Zeng Yirong is so powerful, even if he is a martial artist of the same level, he can't insist on three moves and two styles, even if Xie Yun advances to break the Yuan Realm, he doesn't have the slightest chance. ”

"The only ones who can stop Senior Brother Zeng are Senior Brother Xun Wenxing and Senior Brother Deng Tianhua. Xie Yun is still too tender, Senior Brother Zeng is right, if it is another three years, maybe Senior Brother Xie will have the qualifications to challenge Senior Brother Zeng today. ”

Countless outer disciples, feeling the momentum of the two of them, discussed one after another, and their true qi couldn't help but pour into their eyes, not wanting to miss even a single detail.

Xie Yun and Zeng Yirong stood on top of the central ring, the two of them were six or seven feet away, staring at each other without blinking.

The two forces of momentum condensed but did not embarras, like battle armor, wrapped around the body, and the whole person was like a full strong bow, and the slightest touch was a crazy and violent counterattack.

Laugh at!

Half a quarter of an hour later, Zeng Yirong finally moved, his five fingers were like hooks, and his fingertips stirred out five golden rays of lightning, wrapped in a piercing sonic boom, and the distance of six or seven zhang was directly ignored, and he instantly grabbed Xie Yun's throat.

Above the palm, there was a faint gold, and the pure but vague Jin Yuan essence was quietly circulating, and it was a pair of superb fist gloves.

Xie Yun raised his right hand, and the Blood Devouring Dragon Knife suddenly appeared in his hand and slashed forward!

In the next moment, the red sword slashed Zeng Yirong's palm.

From drawing the knife to slashing, it was impossible to see that Xie Yun's two movements had any coherence, and the Blood Devouring Dragon Knife suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, as if Xie Yun had never swung the knife and slashed, but the blade appeared directly in front of him.

This strange sense of speed is not only the effect of Xie Yun comprehending the power of space and cultivating the windward slash to the state of perfection, but also the harvest of Xie Yun's countless **** nights and nights, painstakingly practicing the three actions of drawing a knife, chopping and slashing, and closing the knife.

The rope saws the wood and the water drops the stone.

Xie Yun has polished the most basic sword techniques of these three styles countless times, and he is by no means doing useless work. Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even more hard training has brought about qualitative changes.

Boom!

The sword qi and fists collided fiercely, and there was a sound of gold and iron resonating.