Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 281 cannot be blocked

On the second day, Wu Mengmeng’s sky floated with rain and sprinkled the earth, and the ancient city of Qianlong, which was slightly shaded by the dark environment, became more and more ancient.

On the court, there are people and seas, and the sound of the waves is soaring. This little rain has no effect on them.

"The first four or five rounds are okay. Do you think that starting from the sixty-seventh round, the referees deliberately left the three to the end."

"You think that the referees are doing what they eat. Their eyesight is far better than me. Naturally, it is very clear. Otherwise, the three people will come across and the diving dragons will not be perfect."

"Well, this is true, as has been the case for a few times. The peak of the battle will always stay in the final round."

The warriors have some doubts about the order of the game, but these questions are quickly dispelled. Without violating the rules of the game, the referee’s power is still very large, and they have the right to arrange their own opponents. After all, the strength of the disciples is strong enough, and it doesn't matter how they are sorted. Similarly, if the strength is slightly worse, how to arrange them is useless.

Everything still depends on strength to speak!

The 69th round of the game officially began.

The first pair of young giants who played were Li Daoxuan and Tuo Suo.

Relative to the strict red fire, Li Daoxuan's light work is slightly higher, except for Si Kongsheng, who has never used light work, second only to the cloud, Yan Honghuo defeated Bing Ling, and the 69th round of the game gradually came to a close.

......

One hour passed, the 70th round came, and the next round was the last round.

This round of competition has not yet begun, the audience is already in full swing, there is no other, because this round of competition, the cloud, the game came to the top of the pain and Murong.

The strength of Murong's Allure is not necessarily high, even if it is high, it is not high, but it has never been able to take advantage of it. In the face of Murong's Devil, it is difficult to expand its own fighting rhythm. And Murong's power field cutting theory attack power can be ranked in the top three of the younger generation. It seems to be second only to Sikong Sheng. It is more powerful than Yan Honghuo and Li Daoxuan's killing. The hard-hitting defense can't stop it, but it can't stop it. Even so, he was only slightly injured.

The ups and downs of the expansion, the more people look at the battle, the more excited, waiting for the next matchup.

"The twenty-third game, Ye Chen is against the red fire."

The referee personally stood up and announced the game.

boom!

The sound of the sky was soaring, the rain in the sky was shaken, and a wave of subtle ripples appeared in the air, covering the entire contest.

The fourth to tenth of this class of diving competitions is basically clear, and there will not be much change. Only the first three are always in the fog. To be exact, the second and third are somewhat unclear. The location was reserved for Si Kong Sheng.

Undoubtedly, the second and third are about Yan Chihuo and Ye Chen. Sikong Sheng does not consider it. Only the two of them have won consecutive battles and have never lost.

Yan Chihuo attached great importance to this war. He took out a long knife under the stage and wore it on his waist. He swept his body and flew to the stage.

The blue light flashed and the leaf dust came up.

In the face of the rigorous knife and knife, the leaf dust surface does not change color, and the blue sword with the long sword on the waist appears to be light and cloudy, and the temperament dust has a steady weight.

"Before the start of the game, I didn't think that it would be you to go to this step." Yan Chihuo's knife is more and more prosperous. There is only one film left from Qicheng's knife. There are signs of breaking through at any time, but this layer The film is not broken, but the understanding of the knife method does not reach a certain level. There is no hope in the past three or five years. This is because the Fire Spirit Temple has a strong understanding of the perfection and gives him a lot of guidance.

The leaf dust expression is indifferent, and the sword of Yan Honghuo has undoubtedly reached the peak of 60% of the peak, which is more mature than Liucheng.

"War!"

The sword is like a scabbard, and it is sent out from the leaf dust. It is also a sword of sixty percent. The sword of Ye Chen is more pure than Li Daoxuan.

"Fire Dragon!"

The knife gasified the dragon, the strict red fire encouraged the infuriating, and sent a terrible knife to the leaf dust.

In the void, there is a deep, star-like sword light flashing. I don’t know when, the dusty star-sword sword has been out of the sheath, accompanied by the sixty percent of the sword and the heavenly cloud, the exact point is on the head of the dragon. The sparks of Mars are splashing like fire.

The body shape flashed, and the leaf dust broke through the fire and rain. It appeared in the vicinity of the severe red fire, and a sword stabbed the past.

This sword is both fierce, and with the elegant flow of exploring the mountains and rivers, not waiting for a hint of fireworks, naturally piercing, like drawing a landscape painting with a sword.

Many of the realizations turned into a sword. Many of the previous games were not in vain. Moreover, this sword did not dissolve the complex understanding into a furnace. Time was not enough. Ye Chen believed that there was more than one that he realized, but they needed more. Take a long time to absorb the essence.

"what?"

Since the start of the Qianlongbang competition, Yan Chihuo has fallen into the wind for the first time. Ye Chen’s sword has made him feel unstoppable. The swordsmanship concept is too coordinated. The coordination of the strict red fire does not know how to counterattack, and he is at a loss. He only knows the horror of Ye Chen, the superb sword repair, and Li Daoxuan is eclipsed by him.