With the announcement of the referee, the silent scene gradually became noisy.

People looked at each other in amazement, their faces rippled with incredulity.

"Hua Liushui won!"

"She still won after all!"

"What a wonderful duel!"

"The strength of the two is comparable, it's a pity, Tie Wanqing can't hold on a little longer, even if she insists on a few more breaths, Hua Liushui will admit defeat!!"

"yes, it's just that!"

"It's already remarkable that she can activate the Sword Saint Shadow Technique, and she can force Hua Liushui to this point, you know, she is just a disciple of the wooden house!"

"If Tie Wanqing bows under the knees of the top ten elders, I'm afraid the result won't be like this, right?"

The discussion on the scene was endless, and countless people felt sorry for Tie Wanqing, especially the disciples of the wooden house, who looked down one by one, hung their heads, and were silent for a long time.

The Thirteenth Elder also exhaled fiercely, closed his eyes, and did not look at the ring.

At this moment, his mood is the most uncomfortable.

Several female disciples of the wooden house jumped off the pumice stone and walked towards the ring.

At this moment, Hua Liushui is still holding Tie Wanqing.

Her expression was complicated.

It was the first time she had been forced to such a desperate state, and she was also forced by her own junior sister, by a person whose cultivation resources, cultivation environment, and strength were countless lower than herself...

"Take her down to recuperate!" Hua Liushui pursed her pink lips, took out an elixir from her pocket, stuffed it into Tie Wanqing's cherry mouth, and said to those disciples.

"Yes, Senior Sister. ”

The disciples of the wooden house nodded silently, and returned to the pumice stone with Tie Wanqing in their arms.

Although Tie Wanqing was defeated, no one would question her strength.

She was still glorious in defeat.

The disciples fed her a few more pills, Xuan'er injected fresh holy power into her body, moisturizing the almost dry heavenly soul and qi veins, and the thirteen elders also sent the best pills, about half a pillar of incense, Tie Wanqing finally woke up.

Her breath was still weak, though.

"Senior sister, are you alright??"

People looked at Tie Wanqing one after another, and their faces showed concern one by one.

Tie Wanqing struggled to open her eyes, but she didn't speak, her pupils didn't have much anger, and her face and lips were bloodless.

She knew she was losing!

From the moment she lost consciousness...

She sat up and stared blankly at Longhutai for a long time.

The disciples were silent either.

They knew that Tie Wanqing was in great pain at the moment, but they didn't know how painful she was.

If she failed in this battle and failed to break into the top ten, then she would have to wait another hundred years before she could break into the Excalibur list.

A hundred years of life, how can it really be as simple as a snap of a finger?

"Senior sister... Don't be sad, we'll just work hard in the future...", a newcomer to the wooden house said timidly.

"I'm not upset, it's just... It's just a little unwilling. Tie Wanqing said in a hoarse voice.

The atmosphere was clearly heavy.

At this moment, a voice floated over.

"It's a pity, if you use this trick as soon as you take the stage, maybe there is a chance to turn it around, but you don't know the power of the sword formation, you don't know her attack and killing methods, you have been testing her moves at the beginning, and when you can determine the way to break her, your strength seems to be not much, in the end, your martial arts are not weaker than her, but your breath is a little worse, if you are under the same cultivation conditions, you will be able to defeat her!"

Together, people looked at each other, and it was the white night that spoke.

Tie Wanqing lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then finally sighed.

"This is also a helpless thing, who would dare to use such a move without knowing the depth of the opponent?"

When Tie Wanqing used the Sword Saint Shadow Technique, in fact, she had already made a decision, except for this move, she had no move to break the sword formation, but the price of this move can be imagined, the urging is like a flood, it won't last long at all, and if the other party delays a little longer, once the strength is exhausted, then the other party will have to be slaughtered.

"Bai Ye, I'm defeated, you must break into the top ten! Kill the Divine Sword List! Let those disciples under the knees of the top ten elders take a look, we, the disciples under the knees of the back elders, are not things they can bully and insult at will!" Tie Wanqing gritted her teeth and said weakly.

The eyes are still unwilling.

"Hmm!"

Bai Ye nodded silently and closed his eyes again.

Tie Wanqing also closed her eyes and recuperated.

The battle continued.

The top 100 were quickly decided.

For the top 100, the sect will give a resource for encouragement, not only that, but their names will also be engraved at the bottom of the Divine Sword List, although it is not as conspicuous as the ten names on the Divine Sword List, but it can be regarded as an honor.

However, how many people who can break into the top 100 will care about the benefits of the top 100?

Who isn't aiming for the top 10?

And the next battle is to enter the top 100 into 50.

The Dragon and Tiger Platform has been upgraded again, the barrier has been thickened several times, and the entire table has turned into a golden color, because of the upgrade of the participating players, the destructive power of the fierce fighting between the two sides has also been upgraded, and the natural protection work must be done well.

The selection referee re-selected the disciples and took the stage to challenge.

Bai Ye still closed his eyes, as if he was contemplating and having an epiphany, but he didn't know that the holy power Dili in his body was like a flood that was constantly converging towards his right arm.

According to the mantra of 'Nine Killing Dragon Sword Slash', Bai Ye sealed his power little by little, squeezing them into his arms. It's like a spring that has been completely bent, as soon as the white night loosens the oppression, this force will burst out, and it will bloom with extraordinary destructive power, which is definitely not comparable to the destructive power generated by the normal urging force of the white night.

Although it was the first time to use the Nine Killing Dragon Sword Slash, Bai Ye also had an understanding of this move.

This trick is actually a killer move.

When fighting with people, you need to leave a hand, leave a breath, use this trick to store the breath left, and then delay time with the opponent, fight consumption, and after accumulating almost, suddenly burst out of this power, which can catch the opponent off guard, or even completely erase the opponent.

However, the drawback of this move is obvious, it requires an extremely long time to recharge, and if you play against an evenly matched opponent, this move will be the key to determining the victory or defeat.

I don't know how many rounds of the battle on the Dragon and Tiger Platform took place, and at this time, the token on Bai Ye's waist lit up.

Crash!!!!!

"Senior Brother Bai! It's Senior Brother Bai! He's going to make his debut!!"

Seeing the White Night Token light up, the disciples of the Sword Cultivation Room behind them shouted one after another.

In an instant, the people around looked at him in unison, and the people in the wooden room also looked at him, even Tie Wanqing opened his eyes and looked at him brightly.

Having defeated the white night of Qingtian, his strength has been recognized by countless people.

What kind of performance should this person who defeated the eighth place in the Excalibur list be?

Countless people are looking forward to it.

Bai Ye opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked quietly to the ring.

No one noticed that his right arm was trembling slightly.

The restless power made him a little uncontrollable.

Soon, Bai Ye stood in the ring, still closing his eyes, silently urging the holy power and storing the holy power.

The surging power in his arm was like a crazy roaring wave of the Divine Sea, impacting wantonly.

White Night felt like his arm was about to burst.

He is in dire need of catharsis....