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Chapter 727 Do You Still Want Me To Feed You?
From No. 122 to No. 1, each candidate played against each other.

Then there is a short break.

It's not that the candidates are afraid of getting tired. After all, their mana and blood volume are always sufficient due to the elixir.

Instead, the examiners need to discuss who those who lost the game are eligible to advance to the next game.

Then, according to the performance of the candidates, they will be divided into groups to fight again.

As for those who are not qualified to advance, there will be another match in the day after tomorrow to rank the last batch of palace examinations.

Coming here, even if they are the last ones, they are also the favored sons of heaven, and they will become the pillars of the pillars. Naturally, it is impossible not to give them a ranking and an explanation.

About half an hour later.

The commander-in-chief of the imperial army re-emerged and announced the continuation of the game.

Mrs. Ye was the first one to come on stage.

After all, his strength hadn't been fully demonstrated, and the examiners didn't know which group to put him in, so they let him take the stage first.

On the opposite side was a middle-aged man holding a Mo Dao, with a leopard head around his eyes, and his pupils were shining brightly.

"start."

The words fall.

There was a sudden buzzing in the air, and the middle-aged Modao, who was ten feet away, swung the saber clockwise, and then suddenly slashed down in Ye Tai's direction.

"Ba Dao: Gang!"

Just like his explosion, the 40-meter-long knife gang, like a substance, swept over Ye Tai's head with domineering aura.

Mrs. Ye didn't know why these people liked to pronounce their names when they were fighting.

Fortunately, he also called out: "Secret Meaning: Lushan Shenglongba!"

Raise your hand and punch, and the fist forms a dragon shadow, blasting upwards!

Whoa! ! !
The fierce knife gang shattered and turned into steel needle-like zhenqi, which spread in all directions.

puff!
The middle-aged man holding the Mo knife on the opposite side also vomited blood, the Mo knife shattered, flew out of the ring uncontrollably, and fell to the ground, life or death unknown.

Now, everyone is dumbfounded.

They had defeated Wulong with one punch earlier, they thought Wulong was too weak, so they were KO'd by Ye Tai with one punch.

In the end, when they met the Modao guy who was under pressure from them, they still solved it with one punch. This is not luck, but real strength!

The commander of the imperial army also gave Ye Tai a surprised look, and directly announced his victory.

Li Duanfeng came up, and wanted to exclaim a few words, but the commander of the imperial army directly called his number, and it was time for him to play in the second round.

Li Duanfeng didn't write any ink, and immediately jumped onto the ring. This time his opponent was a sword cultivator in green shirt and holding a sword, and his strength was very strong.

With the sound of "start", Li Duanfeng originally wanted to repeat the opening suppression of the previous round.

But after the opponent knew his way, he didn't give him a chance at all.

When the black box turned into a machine gun, and the rays shot out wildly, the opposite sword cultivator also clapped the sword box.

I saw seven flying swords floating out of the sword box, and then the seven turned into fourteen, the fourteen turned into 28, and the number of 28 turned, I don't know, Li Duanfeng is not very good at mathematics.

He only knows the divine swords that cover the sky, from all directions, locusts generally want to submerge him.

Immediately changed the shape of the machine gun in his hand, turning into a hollow metal ball, wrapping himself inside.

The metal ball rolled crazily on the ring. Although it couldn't avoid all the flying swords, the rotation could release force, causing many flying swords to be deflected by the ball like a wave and scattered in all directions.

But before landing, he regained his kinetic energy and rejoined Feishe's wave of swords.

Li Duanfeng also knew that if he went on like this, he would be beaten into a sieve sooner or later, so there were muzzles growing in all directions of the ball, like an enlarged spherical virus.

shhhhhh!
A golden ray shot out from all directions of the sphere.

Accompanied by the rolling of the ball, the entire arena became a frenzy of golden rays and heavenly swords.

This situation has been stalemate for a long time.

The sword cultivator on the opposite side finally stopped continuing. Countless divine swords gathered in front of him, forming layers of circular protective shields, which continuously rotated to resist the continuous ejection of golden rays.

Li Duanfeng, who was in the ball, also controlled the ball, bouncing and falling into the distance.

He stopped spitting rays, and Li Duanfeng crawled out of the ball dizzily.

On the opposite side, the dense divine swords gradually converged, tightly stitched into a huge divine sword, and shot towards Li Duanfeng.

Li Duanfeng gritted his teeth, and didn't stop it, even if he blocked it, it seemed that he couldn't stop it.

His palms and wrists were intertwined, and Ye Tai keenly saw that his two palms, which were originally unwounded, had two holes cracked.

From within this void, flickering golden energy began to brew.

Seeing the huge flying sword approaching in an instant, Li Duanfeng pushed forward with both hands:
"Wave~movement~qi~~~~~gong!"

boom! !

Ordinary people are instantly blind.

A thick energy wave full of destruction spewed out in front of him!

When the energy wave collided with the giant sword, it didn't stop the giant sword from rushing forward immediately.

It wasn't until the giant sword was about to hit Li Duanfeng's palm that it stopped slowly, and then flew upside down in the direction of Jianxiu!

The sword cultivator raised his sword fingers together, his whole body was tense, his sword fingers trembled constantly, and he shouted: "Ten thousand swords return to one: lead!"

The inverted momentum of the giant sword was stopped, and the situation seemed to be in a stalemate, and the two sides were wrestling with each other.

The energy of the golden energy wave hit the giant sword, and the energy flame was like a goddess scattering flowers, tilting away in all directions, and the space was rumbling.

Li Duanfeng's body became visibly thinner, just when he was about to lose his hold and was about to shout for surrender.

Bang!
The huge and tightly stitched divine sword suddenly collapsed and turned into a rain of swords, flying in all directions.

The golden energy wave also directly bombarded his front.

Fortunately, the commander of the forbidden army entered the arena in time and distorted Li Duanfeng's energy wave, so that the sword cultivator had no bones left.

The commander of the forbidden army threw the severely burned sword repairer to the Xuanshi, glanced at Li Duanfeng, and announced: "The winner, Li Duanfeng."

"Ha ha."

Li Duanfeng, who was almost as thin as a skeleton, chuckled lightly, folded his arms, walked down the stage, and said leisurely, "That's all."

But many people have seen that his hidden palm is almost covered with white bones, no, it should be black bones, the energy waves released for so long have burned the bones of his hand black and necrotic!
Li Duanfeng walked up to the Xuanshi who was in charge of distributing the elixir, and without spreading his hands, he said lightly: "The injury is not serious, but the energy consumption is serious. Give me some elixirs...and some for the healing. Don’t hurt the other party, withdraw your strength, and hurt yourself.”

The Xuanshi glanced at him and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Li Duanfeng asked in surprise, "Why?"

Xuanshi said: "If you don't stretch out, how can I give you the pill? Do you still want me to feed you?"

Li Duanfeng: "..."

(End of this chapter)