Sword Master Ling Tian

The ring formations are constantly being torn apart.

Qin Yu had already exploded with a strong blow.

Burning the emperor's blood only allowed him to skyrocket within a dozen breaths, after which he would become weak.

If he can defeat Ren Dukun within a dozen breaths, he will be famous as the Heavenly Clan.

Everything is worth it.

"Is it!?"

"The protection of the thick soil!"

Ren Dukun's pupils shrank, and he clearly saw the tyranny of Qin Yu's sword.

He split the spear in his hand into the ring.

The huge shield in his hand was in front of him, and in an angry voice, it turned into a huge shield of ten thousand feet of profound earth.

Bang!

Sword Qi came across, but after a blast, Ren Duxing retreated, dozens of feet, and the shield light trembled.

But in the end, it was resolved.

"Come again!"

Qin Yu's face changed slightly, and he slashed again with a sword.

puff!

Ren Duxing shook out a mouthful of blood, and retreated again, cracks appeared in the shield light, but it was still unbroken.

"I think you can still act now!"

Qin Yi was already panicking, and the time for the emperor's blood to burn was about to run out. If this sword didn't work, he would lose.

Hum!

The sword that exhausted Qin Yu's combat power swept out.

The ring formation method was wiped out, and everyone was shocked.

Ren Duxing took a deep breath and kept his eyes on.

Snapped!

Sword Qi directly shattered the shield light, and Sword Qi directly swallowed that Ren Dukun.

Qin Yu won! ?

Everyone exclaimed.

Never thought that Qin Yu's blood was so terrifying.

Cough!

However, in the smoke and dust, a voice suddenly sounded.

Kunwu's figure slowly walked out of it, and the phantom of the will of the Emperor Zhunzhang was also reshaped in disillusionment.

It's Ren Dukun!

He hasn't lost yet!

Someone exclaimed.

At this moment they saw that Ren Duxing came out carrying a broken shield.

"The blood of the emperor is indeed very strong, which made me destroy a shield."

"However, this can't beat me."

"Now, it's my turn to shoot!?"

Ren Dukun sneered and looked at Qin Yu who was slowly falling from the sky.

"No, it's impossible, pick me three swords, are you okay?"

Qin Yu was horrified.

He had already used his full strength, but it seemed that Ren Dukun was only seriously injured, but his combat strength was still there.

"ended!"

The corner of Ren Dukun's mouth raised, and a punch was thrown out. Thousands of rocky mountains became apparent, and he smashed at Qin Yu.

After three breaths, Qin Yu spurted blood and fell into the ring.

After three consecutive defeats, the Celestial Clan finally won!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this scene, Ren Dukun shook his body and knelt on the ring.

At this time, his quasi-emperor shield had been shattered, and the broken spear was inserted on the ground, so that he would not fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Ren Duxing flew up, but his second brother hugged him down.

"This time, Tian Clan, Ren Dukun wins!"

Duo Wentian finally took a sigh of relief. The Celestial Clan had lost three games in a row, and his morale had fallen to a trough. If he lost again, he would lose his face.

Now that the four games have passed, then there will be the last one, and his eldest son Ren Duxing will play.

For Ren Duxing, Duo Wentian is naturally very confident.

That must win.

By then, Human Race is also destined to be eliminated by four people.

The test continues.

Although the Human Race was defeated by the Celestial Race, no one dared to challenge it.

Lu Bu of the Shura clan is naturally still a kind of ghost clan. After four rounds, the ghost clan was left in the same line, leaving only three ghosts.

Now, the third Mingzi Li Chenfeng's face is pale, if this continues, he will have to meet Lu Bu in the fifth round.

Basically, he is going to be eliminated, how can this make Li Chenfeng happy.

In the last game, the Human Race still played in Di Jiuge, and it was still a warrior who eliminated the Yao Race.

After the four rounds, the remaining teams in the four major Xianzhou are still fairly balanced, and the number of downsizing is almost the same.

The fifth round immediately began without any delay.

And this battle is also considered by everyone to be the key in the key.

If the human race can be eliminated by one person, then there will be no advantage at all.

Moreover, everyone felt that the Celestial Clan would win.

Because what came out was Ren Duxing.

The legend of the heavenly race.

The emperor of the Celestial Clan and the current Hua Xiaoyun are both the sons of Emperor Wutian Wu, but they only appeared when they knew that the grand event of the Celestial Clan had begun.

Ren Duxing is regarded by the heavenly warriors as their **** of war.

Although he is an earth **** general, it is the first combat power among earth **** generals.

Moreover, its true combat power has exploded, and it is enough to crush Luo Tian, ​​Guangmu Tian, ​​and other gods and generals who have practiced for thousands of years.

Above Ren Lone's body, dazzling divine light flowed, stinging people's eyes, his palm waved, three fairy swords appeared in front of him, the rays of light circled, and the sword energy rushed into the sky.

Ren Duxing is the **** of war.

The owner of the source of the gods.

One step forward, the whole ring was violently shaking.

Duo Wentian flew directly above the Dao arena, and personally blessed the formation enchantment.

Ren Duxing offered three immortal swords and looked in the direction of the human race.

"Human race, who do you want to be eliminated!?"

If this is from the mouth of other Tianjiao, then it must be an arrogant and arrogant generation.

However, this was what Ren Duxing said, and no one felt that this was arrogant.

And Ren Duxing's complexion was indifferent, without any arrogance.

It's like stating facts.

"You said, who will the human race play!?"

"Of course it's Di Jiuge! Now there are only four people left in the human race, and the remaining three, except for Ling Tian, ​​have any reputation, and they were also given away!"

"Yes, that Ling Tian dare not come out to fight until now. This round is also destined to be impossible to play. Maybe he will send Ross or Su Jiu'er to come up as cannon fodder!"

"That's right, Di Jiuge should be reserved for team battles."

There is no one from the Terran to challenge.

This caused other warriors in Xianzhou to talk.

But everyone believes that no matter who gets on, he won't be that alone opponent.

"Let me come, originally, I just wanted to fight this alone."

Di Jiuge stepped forward.

"Of course, I'm not sure. If I lose, the teamfight will depend on the three of you."

Obviously, facing Ren Duxing, Rao Shidi Jiuge was not sure.

Di Jiu Ge still has the trump cards and the assassin's key to no use, but it is naturally the same if you are alone.

"Don't, you are in charge of controlling the team battle. Without you, it won't work."

But Ling Tian stretched out his hand to block the chest of Emperor Jiuge.

"What do you mean?"

Ling Tian raised the corner of his mouth and said lightly: "I'll come for this one!"

"No, I mean, can you take your salted pig hand farther."

Di Jiuge could feel the temperature of Ling Tian on the palm of his chest.

"Ahem, I didn't run into it again, why are you nervous, I'm rare?"

With a light cough, Ling Tian sorted out his emotions and flew forward.