Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

With just one move, Xie Shaotian was able to defeat Ding Xiadong of the Xingxiu sect, and he treated him the same way, injuring himself with his own poison.

This scene shocked many people present. The game was so fast that ordinary tourists did not see how Xie Shaotian fought back and it ended immediately.

"Is this the end?"

"Ding Xiadong committed suicide?"

"Absolutely, I didn't expect Xingxu to send such a stupid person."

Everyone in the Xingxiu Sect was extremely angry. Hearing the words of the audience in the stands, the elder of the Xingxiu Sect was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Self-harm, I'll fuck you uncle, why don't you harm yourself, you're a bunch of rubbish."

The elder of the Xingxiu Sect cursed loudly. Although he was already in his fifties or sixties, he was too angry to care about it.

"Everyone, let me go!"

A group of disciples of the Xingxiu Sect carried Ding Xiadong and left directly with the elders of the Xingxiu Sect. Isn't it embarrassing to stay here after losing.

Naturally, the mood of the spectators was not affected by this. Many people even did not know that the elders of the Xingxiu Sect were angry, and the game continued as usual.

"The next step will be the second stage of competition, where 256 people will compete for 128 qualifications."

The competition is naturally cruel. Half of the people will be eliminated in each stage. If you win, you will be promoted. If you lose, you will be eliminated. There is no resurrection.

"Ning Gu Miao Family Miao Er Dao vs. Shenlong Sect disciple Aotoutuo."

The broadsword on Miao Erdao's back is indeed eye-catching, and it caused many people to talk about it as soon as it appeared.

"Isn't Miao Erdao the heir to the Miao family?"

"No, he has inherited his father's mantle. As long as he reaches the middle stage of master, he can directly become the owner of Miao Family Village."

"I have seen that big sword before. It was Miao Yida's weapon. He was famous all over the world for this sword."

"I heard that Miao Erdao's talent is higher than that of his father. It's true that the Miao family has a dragon."

But the people on the other side were disdainful, because they only paid attention to Miao Erdao, but did not pay attention to the short head of the Shenlong Sect.

"Don't forget that Diotoutuo is the son of the leader of the Shenlong Cult and inherited his magical power."

"Look, one person always loses."

The two fought, Miao Erdao untied the coarse cloth binding the sword on his body, and looked at Aotoutuo with a calm face.

The tip of his knife was pressed against the ring, and it emitted a dazzling light that made a group of onlookers unable to open their eyes.

"If I fight you, I'm afraid others will think I'm bullying the small."

"Fart, I'm already twenty, I'm older than you."

"Then I'll feel relieved."

Miao Erdao took action directly, and the tip of the knife passed across the ring, directly driving a burst of fire. A powerful knife intention mixed with internal energy, directly drove towards the short head Tuo.

Aotoutuo smiled coldly with his eyes, used his magical skills, directly avoided the big sword, and slapped Miao Erdao's chest with his palm, the power was not weak at all.

"Why is it so powerful? The two are inseparable."

"I've been fighting for two hundred rounds, and I'm really strong."

However, the elders and even the heads of various sects present did not think so. They all saw that Miao Erdao was holding back.

"Dwarf, he is teasing you."

Gaotoutuo on the side said anxiously, but it was useless.

"It ends with you testing the knife."

Miao Erdao stroked his bangs gently, and the sword flew high into the sky. He also leaped up, caught the sword, and slashed it down with an unparalleled momentum.

Diotoutuo's expression changed suddenly, and he wanted to stop him, but he was unable to resist such a powerful sword intention.

Miao Erdao's sword stopped just a hair away from Diotoutuo's shoulder. If it fell, his shoulder would be removed.

"Admit defeat."

"Admit defeat, we admit defeat."

Gaotoutuo on the side said hurriedly, it was a good thing that others showed mercy.

"Su Yan, are you enjoying yourself? I have never seen such a powerful master."

Su Yan nodded lightly, pretending not to be surprised at all.

"Your expression is too dull. It was the first time I saw this game and I almost peed my pants."

"That's just for you."

"What did you say? Say it again if you can." Qiao Mai immediately picked up his sleeves.

"Murong Yu versus Nangong Wuji!"

Many people were confused. Didn't they try not to let the strong ones compete with each other? The genius scions of these two families met so quickly.

In the face of public doubts, the organizer did not explain and everything was done in accordance with the rules.

Both of them walked onto the ring and looked at each other with a slight smile.

"I didn't expect that we would bump into each other so soon." Nangong Wuji smiled, but there was a ruthless look in his smile.

"Yes, there will be such a scene eventually." Murong Yu seemed relatively calm.

"Let's take action."

The two of them fought directly, and their speed was as fast as lightning. Ordinary people could not see the figures of the two of them at all. Even the strong martial arts masters could only see a few afterimages.

Only a strong person in the master realm can clearly see the fight between the two, which is like lightning.

Naturally, the two of them were not showy at all. Once they struck, it was a unique move, and they could not hold anything back.

Because they are all strong and know the basics, they will lose if they are not careful, and no one wants to fail, they all yearn for success.

Nangong Wuji used his unique skill - Feitian She, and countless spiritual powers rushed towards Murong Yu like rain falling from the sky, leaving no way out.

Murong Yu's face was cold, and he muttered a mantra silently on his lips: "The stars have changed, and hundreds of martial arts schools have been destroyed!"

The spiritual power that was raining down from the sky was all broken by Murong Yu, and the entire arena collapsed. You must know that this arena is made of extremely strong synthetic diamond.

"The sky is filled with rain, the stars are shining, and She is flying in the sky!"

Nangong Wuji used it again. The difference from before was that this time the rain was not like rain, but ice blades.

Murong Yu's face was filled with tension. He had used his secret to the extreme. As long as he could withstand this move, he would win.

"Why is there a wall of ice forming on the playing field!"

"The fighting inside was too fierce, and the spiritual power was dissipated, causing the air to solidify!"

"My God, how powerful this is!"

Ordinary people don't know, but people in the martial arts world naturally know that there must be many strong people present.

Ordinary people just think that the organizer just added it for effect, but it is also extremely exciting.

"Who's winning?"

"Waiting for the ice to break!"

"Murong Yu is standing!"

"Murong Yu wins this match!"

Xu Jiao sighed and said: "The Murong family's 'Fights and Times, Hundreds of Martial Arts' are indeed strong enough."

"Of course, this secret can be learned from the strengths of hundreds of schools. Although it is rough, it is terrifying when practiced to the extreme." Tang San of the Tang Sect frowned.

Even Su Yan in the stands has a slight interest in this method. Of course, he will not directly rob it. We will talk about it later.

After the game, Xie Shaotian, the young master of Perak Hall, came on next, and he faced Xu Jiao.

"Come on Xu Jiao!"

"Come on goddess!"

Many people cheered and shouted for her and were all her loyal fans.

But Xie Shaotian still had an evil smile, looking at Xu Jiao and said: "Be my woman, you deserve it."

"Bah, shameless, let's see if I don't tear your mouth apart."

"I will be gentler when dealing with girls, and I will get you off the ring with two moves."

Xie Shaotian made a move and touched Xu Jiao's cheek. He struck again, and Xu Jiao was slapped out of the ring by his palm, without any ability to fight back.