"Hehe, I didn't expect this fake Chu Yun to really be arranged in the last game...... Well, let's see what he does really well, shall we?"

At the eighth scene, Yue Qiubai finally heard the name "Chu Yun" in the mouth of the white-bearded old man.

So, he cheered up and paid serious attention.

"Hmm, I can't imagine that this cold and bladeless disguise technique is so superb...... If I hadn't seen with my own eyes that the genuine Chu Yun had turned into a puddle of yellow water, I really wouldn't be able to tell the difference. ”

Yue Qiubai's gaze took a serious look at the body of the fake Chu Yun, that is, the young master of the Blood God Heavenly Sect, Leng Wufeng, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Soon, with great anticipation, this eighth brawl began.

Let's say that in this big brawl, in addition to Chu Yun, the other two are also chief disciples.

In other words, three of the eight people are the chief disciples, and the overall strength can be said to be the strongest.

Therefore, many people think that this eighth game must be the most interesting, and the victory or defeat must not be so easy to distinguish.

However, the ending of this scene was greatly unexpected by everyone.

It was less than three minutes into the opening game, and the winner was decided.

"What......? When did Chu Yun, the chief disciple of the Great Earthquake Sword Sect, become so powerful? Almost one sword brought down the opponent, and even the chief disciples of the other two sects couldn't withstand his three move......s? Isn't that too perverted?"

"Yes. I really can't figure out why this Chu Yun suddenly became so powerful? It seems that this year's Wu Kui is none other than him......"

"Haha, Senior Brother Chu is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Chu is domineering!"

"I don't know what adventures Senior Brother Chu has obtained? In the past six months, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he can't imagine that he is already terrifying......

"What's going on, why did Chu Yun of the Great Earthquake Sword Sect become so strong?"

The fake Chu Yun won, and he was a blockbuster, which made all the spectators stunned and talked endlessly.

After the first round of the brawl, the white-bearded old man announced a half-hour break for the qualifiers to prepare.

......

Soon, half an hour passed.

I saw that the white-bearded old man who closed his eyes and recuperated suddenly opened his eyes, and then announced the official start of the second round of martial arts.

Sou!

Sou!

Sou!

Soon, the eight finalists were in place.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, but I saw that the fake Chu Yun was surrounded by the other seven in the middle.

Perhaps, in the last round, the fake Chu Yun's performance was too prominent, so that it caused public anger, so the seven had a tacit understanding to clean him up first, so it caused such a situation of seven around one.

In other words, if it was targeted by the other seven people, if it was someone else, it was estimated that it would not be able to calm down.

But this fake Chu Yun was proud of his advanced cultivation, and he didn't take others in his eyes at all, he glanced around, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Soon, the scuffle began.

And those seven did have a tacit understanding to send the first blow to the fake Chu Yun.

Seven sharp long swords stabbed at the fake Chu Yun from different directions, and in an instant, they seemed to have sealed all his retreats, leaving him with no way to escape.

When the audience saw this scene, many people immediately hung their hearts in their throats, secretly worrying about the fake Chu Yun.

Clearly, however, these fears are unfounded.

I saw that the fake Chu Yun suddenly shook out a trick, and with a sword swing, he immediately conjured up a light curtain to protect himself.

Bite!

Bite!

Bite!

The next moment, several long swords slashed at the light curtain one after another, and they were all shocked one by one, and they couldn't break through their defenses at all.

"What? The strength of the seven people can't break through his protective circle......? This Chu Yun is really too perverted, isn't he?"

"What kind of sword technique is that? It doesn't seem to be from the Great Earthquake Sword Sect...... Could it be that this Chu Yun has another adventure?"

"Haha, seven buckets, the thoughts of those seven are quite tacit...... But it doesn't seem to be of any use, is it?"

The battle on the stage was exciting, and the discussion off the stage was lively.

"Thunderbolt sword!" Go down ......"

After fighting fiercely for a long time, I heard the fake Chu Yun shout, and saw him slam his sword out diagonally, very quickly, and the next moment, with a sneer, he stabbed an opponent in the left shoulder, forcing him back several steps.

Then, the sad man was attacked by another person, kicked out of the arena, and was eliminated.

"Go down too......"

I saw that the fake Chu Yun suddenly used a subtle sword technique, stabbed with a backhand, and stabbed another person.

However, this one's reaction was quite fast, and he pulled back in time, so he only suffered a little flesh injury, and it was fine.

"Hmph! Minesweeper sword ......"

The impostor Chu Yun was very unhappy when he saw that the enemy had dodged one of his swords, and he snorted coldly, and then shook out a group attack, and the sword in his hand swept abruptly, and the sword spread out like a thunder net, forcing the opponents around him to retreat.

"Thunder sword!"

The fake Chu Yun's eyes were like knives, and he locked on one person, and suddenly jumped out, chasing out, and stabbed sharply with his sword.

"Ah......h

Seeing that his sword was fierce and incomparable, the opponent did not dare to parry at all, and hurriedly retreated one after another.

As a result, the one who had already come to the edge of the battle platform fell directly off the battle platform the next moment.

One more person was eliminated.

The fake Chu Yun was too strong, and he solved the two opponents in less than ten breaths.

This decisiveness made others stunned and secretly admired.

Eight of them went, and there were only six people left on the battle platform, but the battle became more tragic.

After about a stick of incense, this round of martial arts has also come to an end.

At this moment, there is a man and a woman still fighting on the battle platform.

That man was naturally the fake Chu Yun.

And that woman is the chief disciple of the Dakan Sword Sect, named Sima Xiaoru, her sword intent is as endless as flowing water, and her sword moves are as pervasive as spring rain. When attacking, it is as fierce as a torrent, and punctuality is as soft as spring water, which is really a powerful character that is very difficult for No. 1 to get along with.

However, compared with Chu Yun one-on-one, her strength seems to be weaker, and she can't have much upper hand.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, I saw that Sima Xiaoru was still defeated, and was forced off the battlefield by the opponent's unsolvable trick.

At this point, this second round of martial arts is over again.

The fake Chu Yun lived up to expectations and temporarily captured Wu Kui.

And in the next last link, if he can't withstand the challenge of others, then the name of this Wu Kui can only be handed over.

The victory or defeat of the second round was one point, and the white-bearded old man spoke at the right time, and he announced that he would reserve a little time for this quasi-martial artist to take a good rest, and the last link would be carried out after an hour, so please look forward to it.

(End of chapter)