Chapter 833: Fallen Soul, Downcast

Eight archers.

It's a sturdy man.

One by one, they looked extraordinary, and their posture was Lingran.

Especially those eyes, which contained a cold light.

At first sight, it makes people feel inexplicable palpitations.

Anyway, it gives people the feeling that those eight archers are not simple, and they are not so easy to mess with.

In particular, when they drew their bows and aimed their arrows at those contestants, a cold murderous aura diffused.

It made some of the contestants feel like they were being targeted by primeval beasts.

In an instant, the person with slightly poor concentration was so frightened that his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble.

Although they had been told in advance that the arrows were specially made, and that the arrows were smeared with a kind of anesthetic, and that when a person was shot, he would only be numbed and not in danger of his life.

But no matter what, there are some people who still have inexplicable heart palpitations.

"I announce that the third round is now officially open...... Shoot the arrows!"

When the head of the steward gave an order.

Immediately, the archers began to release their arrows.

Shout!

Shout!

Shout!

Sharp arrows burst through the air and shot at the contestants.

It was a terrifying scene.

When some of the contestants saw this, they raised the spirit of twelve points one by one, and tried their best to dodge.

The eight archers had fast hands.

Arrow after arrow was shot out almost endlessly.

Moreover, the frequency of firing arrows is getting faster and faster.

"Ahh

Soon, someone was hit by an arrow, and with a strange scream, he fell.

Then, one after another, people fell from arrows.

One!

Two!

Three!

When the tenth man fell.

The eight archers had just stopped.

......

It didn't take long.

Then it was the turn of the third group to play.

is also the one where Zhu Jian is located.

After the thirty people came on the field, they consciously found a place to stand.

They look like they're about a dozen steps away from each other.

For this round of competition, Zhu Jian is still full of confidence.

After all, he was quite confident in his own speed.

Anyway, he is also a disciple of the old man Miaokong, as a descendant of a thief, his hands and feet are very flexible, and his reaction speed is so fast that few people in his generation can match him.

In fact, he easily dodged the random arrows.

Succeeded in becoming one of the twenty victors.

......

Soon.

The fourth round of matchups has also begun.

The old rule is still that the force group is the first to play.

It will be conducted by drawing lots.

This round is mainly a matter of luck.

If you are lucky, if you draw an opponent who is weaker than you, it will be easy to win.

Otherwise, the chances of being eliminated are greater.

There is something unfair about this approach.

But in previous years, it had been done in such a way, and no one objected.

So, it has been continued.

But in fact, many people agree that luck is also part of strength.

Therefore, this fourth round of the final is not only about a person's actual combat ability, but also about a person's luck.

The one-on-one duel is undoubtedly very exciting, and there are many things to watch, so that the audience on the side can feast their eyes.

Duels, one after another, are exciting.

Soon.

The ten games of the force word group have ended.

Then, the Xuanzi group came on the field.

One game after another, both exciting and thrilling.

It didn't take long.

It's the turn of the third set of metacharacters.

......

"In the first duel, Zhu Jian is against the wind, please. ”

The man who looked like the chief shouted.

Zhu Jian didn't expect to appear in the first game, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

In addition, he didn't expect that he was so lucky that he would face the fastest Feng Wuji.

And that Feng Wuji also looked stunned.

It seems that he is in the same mood as Zhu Jian.

"The person who is the first in strength is the one who is the first in speed. Haha, this showdown must be very interesting......"

As for the spectators on the side, they were even more excited, and their faces were full of happy expressions.

......

"Zhu Jian, I didn't expect our luck to be not very good. ”

"Feng Wuji, how do you say this?"

"You think, if we don't match, we should all have a good chance of passing. However, nowadays, there is a high chance of being eliminated. ”

"Hehe, that's right. However, even with you, my confidence is still high, and I think I still have a good chance of winning. ”

"Haha, actually, that's what I think myself. ”

"In that case, then we don't have to talk nonsense...... Look at the move!"

"Look at the move!"

After a few brief conversations with each other.

So they made moves together and fought together.

The murderous aura is pervasive, and the sword light is cold.

It was a great battle between knives and knives.

The wind comes and goes, the wind is less, and the soul is down.

Let's say that the sword technique of that Feng Sanshao is really not covered.

First, his wind steps are really mysterious, and between the moves, it is like a flowing wind blowing by, ethereal and uncertain, which is really elusive.

Second, the knife technique he used was extremely mysterious.

Under the cooperation of footwork and knife technique, the lethality shown is very terrifying.

In addition, the falling arc knife in his hand is a rather rare three-rank Xuan soldier, and the blade is inlaid with three pieces of Xuan Shi containing special energy, and three special abilities will burst out under stimulation, making it like a tiger.

But when he danced, the sword was surging to the sky, as fierce as the god of war was born.

Seeing this, Zhu Jian didn't dare to be careless at all, he urged the wind step with all his strength, and showed the long departure knife to fight.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

The speed of the two moves is fast.

In a matter of moments, there were more than a dozen rounds of interaction.

And the combat effectiveness shown by the two sides is between the two sides, and no one can help anyone for a while.

After a few more rounds.

That Feng San's rare ordinary means couldn't help the other party at all.

So, he decided to make a trick.

At that moment, I saw him whispering: "The wind is cold, and the enemy will never return." ”

At the same time, he danced the arc knife in his hand, and immediately a cold knife light swept out.

When Zhu Jian saw it, his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

He had already seen that the enemy's move was very fierce and could be defused by ordinary means.

As a result, he had to parry with stunts.

At that moment, he decisively shook out a tricky knife, one of the nine killing styles, and hit the blood with a knife.

A knife to see blood, not to see the Ming Dynasty.

Shout!

He slashed out with a horizontal sword, and immediately saw a strange sword light fly out of the air.

With a flash of the sword, the enemy's defense that broke through fell on the enemy's body in the end.

Bang!

After being stabbed, the Feng Sanshao fell on his back.

He didn't die, though.

Because Zhu Jian didn't want to take his life, he secretly saved some strength.

It's just that heavy blows are inevitable.

And it is no longer possible to fight.

So, a duel came to an end.

And if you win one point, all kinds of exclamations, horrors and other sounds will inevitably erupt all around.