"Hong Dongtian, this second game is up to you, I think with your current strength, unless the other party crosses the catastrophe and has an immortal weapon, otherwise you will definitely be invincible!" Yun Bufan looked at Hong Dongtian and said lightly!

Hong Dongtian was stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced: "Yes!"

Hong Dongtian didn't expect that it would be his turn in the second game, his eyes were full of confidence, with his current strength, it was time to show his skills, I, Hong Dongtian, should also make a name for myself in the cultivation realm, Hong Dongtian clenched his fists and stepped forward step by step!

Qianqiuzi frowned, Hong Dongtian he naturally wouldn't know, he originally thought it would be Xuan Bin or Pang Zihao, but suddenly a Hong Dongtian appeared, and his heart moved: "Could it be that Yun Bufan deliberately admits defeat and deliberately sends someone with low strength, so that I can win a battle with Qianrenfeng, but lose the opportunity of a disciple to participate in the war?"

You must know that each disciple can only participate in one battle, otherwise, if you directly let Yi Shuihan fight six times in a row, it is not a sure win or loss!

"Wufeng, this time you appeared, although this disciple of Yunling Peak has not seen it, remember not to underestimate the enemy!" Qianqiuzi suddenly said to another Qianqian Peak disciple!

The disciple named Wufeng nodded arrogantly: "Don't worry, Yunling Peak, except for Yi Shuihan and the three of them, the other disciples are straw bales, we can knead them as you like!"

This disciple named Wufeng walked up, and looked at Hong Dongtian is mockery: "It seems that Yun Bufan is admitting defeat in a different way, and he actually sent a little minion with no name to come up, remember, my name is Qian Wufeng, don't know who will be defeated when the time comes!"

Qian Wufeng looked arrogant, Hong Dongtian pursed his lips disdainfully: "The arrangement of the master, how can a little person like you know, remember, my name is Hong Dongtian, make a move, otherwise don't be the same as that Qian Wuxin at that time, but you won't even have a chance to make a move!"

The Flame Sword, the Immortal Weapon, hovered above Hong Dongtian's head, Qian Wufeng just wanted to laugh, but when he saw the Flame Sword, he was suddenly stunned, the Immortal Weapon? Another Immortal Weapon? A look of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face!

"It's not good, hey, this Yun Bufan is really calculating!" As soon as he saw the Flame Sword, Qianqiuzi felt bad, the immortal weapon, Qian Wufeng was about to be defeated!

"Qian Wufeng, since you don't want to make a move, then I'm welcome, Agni Sword Technique, Wildfire Burning the Plains!" The spark of the stars can ignite the plains, and countless small sparks burst out from Hong Dongtian's fiery sword, and Qian Wufeng instantly burst back, and his face changed constantly!

"The whirlwind of the wind, blow it back for me!" A bead appeared above Qian Wufeng's head, emitting a cyan light, the bead flashed, and suddenly the wind blew violently, and the spark of the star was blown back!

"The fire is burning, the stars are hot!, explode for me!" another sword, slashing down with furious heat!

"Wind Barrier, Wind Bead, Ding!" The cyan bead above Qian Wufeng's head suddenly brightened blue, and a gust of wind actually surrounded him, the bead floated in the center of the wind, and a huge screen suddenly appeared, surrounding Qian Wufeng's entire body!

"Boom, boom, boom!" Countless sparks jumped around outside the wind screen, every time it exploded, Qian Wufeng's face turned pale, the gap between the immortal weapon and the best spiritual weapon could not be made up at all, although Hong Dongtian was one level lower than him, but the ancient sword immortal's magic was not so simple!

"Flame Sword Technique, Flame Sword, break it for me!" Hong Dongtian roared, the flames on his whole body burned, and a gust of fire wind surrounded him and flew up, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed down with a sword from mid-air!

"Whew!" The flames on the flaming sword suddenly burned, this sword was full of raging, violent aura, and the explosive power was absolutely terrifying!

"Boom!" A sword slashed on the screen, "Hum, click!" The cyan bead trembled, and finally turned into smashes, and the best spiritual weapons were all smashed by a sword, not to mention Qian Wufeng, under this sword, he didn't even have scum left!

Hong Dongtian gasped violently, but his face was extremely excited, his face was flushed, he didn't know if it was hot, or because he was excited because he had killed a disciple of Qianrenfeng!

"Okay!" "Senior Brother Hong is doing well!" "Haha, I won again, the master is really a last resort!" Yunling Peak's side suddenly burst into incomparable cheers, on the other hand, Qianqian Peak was a little demoralized, and Qianqiuzi's face was not very good-looking!

"The third game, Li Linjing, you go!" Yun Bufan suddenly shouted at Li Linjing, logically speaking, Hong Dongtian in the second game made them suffer a big loss, and the third game should be made by Xuan Bin and Pang Zihao, and Li Linjing is arranged, and he is a new disciple, doesn't this make Qianqiuzi guard against Li Linjing?

Li Linjing doesn't care, the most important thing is to be able to play, Hong Dongtian has won a game, he and Hong Dongtian have been fighting since a hundred years ago until now, how can they lose to each other at such a time, he also strode forward, stood in the center, and shouted at the disciples of Qianren Peak: "Yunling Peak Li Linjing, who of you will be on the third game?"

Qianqiuzi's eyes flashed, and he secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that this is a disciple with low strength? Come to paralyze me? No, this disciple may also be very strong, but if so, isn't Yun Bufan too stupid......?

"Wushui, you go, be sure to kill the other party with all your might!" Chiakiko's eyes flashed, and she suddenly spoke!

"Yes!" A young disciple stood up from the crowd, and it turned out to be the peak strength of the middle Yuan Infant period, exactly the same as Li Linjing, but he could be selected by Qianqiuzi, and even say that he killed the other party, so it couldn't be the strength that appeared on the surface!

"Qianren Peak Qianwu Wushui!" Qian Wuping stood quietly in front of Li Linjing, his tone was flat, but it gave people a huge pressure!

"Okay, it's really a master, please!" The dark sword floated above Li Linjing's head, exuding a dark aura!

"Sure enough, it's an immortal weapon again!" Qianqiuzi said secretly in her heart!

"Tide bowl!" Qian Wushui's face was also solemn, and a golden golden bowl also emerged from his body, it turned out to be the same immortal weapon, the two of them have the same strength, both have immortal weapons, and what they see is each other's means!

"Qianren Peak is worthy of being Qianren Peak, it really has a profound heritage!" When Yun Bufan saw Qianwushui's immortal weapon, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, this immortal weapon, Qianrenfeng had already taken out two pieces, but the high-level people in their door didn't know how many there were!

"The Sword of Darkness, the Sword of Death, without a trace!" Li Linjing whispered, a cloud of black gas suddenly appeared on his body, and slowly, Li Linjing's figure disappeared, leaving only a dark sword of the immortal weapon that flickered with black light!

"Zhangjiao, can Li Linjing win?" Hong Dongtian couldn't help but ask on the side, although the two have been fighting for hundreds of years, they are also not brothers?

"It's a hard battle, the victory or defeat should be between five and five, the disciple of Qianren Peak, it's really extraordinary!" Yun Bufan also sighed deeply!

"Water comes, wash away the darkness!" Qian Wushui shouted, and a monstrous wave suddenly appeared in the golden bowl, where the water waves washed away, the black fog and black gas were suddenly washed away, and the sky returned to clarity!

"Good means, take me with a sword and stab me secretly!" Li Linjing's voice sounded out of thin air, "Huh!"

"What a fast sword!" Qian Wushui was taken aback, but his face remained unchanged: "The waves rise, block the wind and clouds!"

"Boom, boom!" The waves at the feet of Qian Wushui suddenly exploded, and a huge wave rose into the sky, blocking this incomparably fast sword!

"Snort!" The dark sword pierced into the water, but it couldn't be stored in the slightest, and Li Linjing's unhurried voice sounded again: "Shadow clone, dark sword scattered!"

"Boom, boom, boom!" The dark sword suddenly became black and bright, turning into eighteen black swords, each with the same breath and the same appearance, it turned out to be a real existence!

"Okay, the doppelganger technique, the water doppelganger, transfiguration!" The golden bowl above the head of Qian Wushui flashed, and suddenly the waves surged, and one by one Qian Wushui was formed in the waves, and the same breath was the same, and it was impossible to distinguish the true from the false, there were twenty-seven!

"Break it for me!" Li Linjing shouted, and eighteen black swords suddenly shuttled up among the twenty-seven thousand waterless swords, killing one, and the other was reborn in another place, and he couldn't finish killing at all!

"It's useless, where there is water, there is me, you can't kill my clone, but you, Li Linjing, your attack has exposed your location, now, you should bear my attack, the spear of the water god!" A spear formed by water spiritual power was thrown far away!

In that place, there was nothing at all, but after the spear was thrown, it seemed to tear something, and a cloud of black mist appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and everywhere the spear went, the black mist all dispersed, "Snort!" The spear was directly inserted into a person's chest, and the person's eyes widened, looking at Qian Wushui in disbelief!

Qian Wushui suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smile, however, in an instant, his smile froze on his face, and Li Linjing, who had been pierced by a shot, actually smiled strangely at him!

"Not good!" Qian Wushui was suddenly shocked!

"The sword of death, one sword breaks the soul, two swords sentence life and death, there is no water, take me a sword!" A black light suddenly lit up from behind him, and the eighteen dark swords fused into one at some point, and slashed down!

"Golden Bowl Protector!"

Countless waves gushed out from the golden bowl, and Li Linjing laughed: "It's too late, if you have been protecting yourself, it will be difficult for me to hurt you, and now, you will be seriously injured if you don't die!"

"Boom, boom!" The two swords, cutting off the flow of water, slashed the golden bowl of Qian Wushui, "Poof, poof!" The blood continued to spurt wildly, and Qian Wushui was slashed out, Li Linjing's figure flashed, and he followed again, Qian Wushui was suddenly shocked: "I admit defeat!"

"Boom!" A sword just fell, Li Linjing couldn't help but show pity: "It's a pity, almost, if you make up another sword, he should die, instead of being in a coma!"

The last sword did not kill Qian Wushui, but directly knocked him out, winning two games in a row, plus Yi Shuihan's one, he has already won three games, if he wins one more, then this single battle should be won by Yunling Peak!

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