Magic Love Ring

Gu Xie Huayu's opponent is also a gas refiner.

"Thank you, sister, for mercy!" After taking office, the other party bent over and saluted, with a little fascination in his eyes.

"Go ahead!"

Gu Xie Huayu said coldly. He heard her tone, the brother was slightly disappointed.

Soon the two became entangled.

Fortunately, Huayu's swordsmanship is empty and stunned, leaving no trace, and that brother's swordsmanship is upright.

Exactly restrained by Gu Xie Huayu's swordsmanship.

Just fighting a few tricks, the brother was forced to retreat and retreat, and he was about to be forced out of the ring. The brother couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled, "Aunt Xie be careful!"

"boom!"

The elder brother's momentum all erupted and increased, and the long sword in his hand shot out a bunch of long golden knife lights, forming a peerless knife net that strangled everything.

Standing in the center of the knife net, Gu Xie Huayu's long skirt fluttered, but her beautiful face was not panic-stricken.

For a while, everyone in the audience couldn't help but applaud her calmness, and even Zong Shan, the referee, nodded secretly, showing his appreciation.

In sight, the knife net was about to invade Gu Xiehuayu's body. If she didn't fight back again, she would probably be hanged into pieces of meat, and everyone couldn't help worrying about her.

Fortunately, in the next moment, Gu Xiehuayu waved the sword.

Her calm eyes flashed with incomparable confidence.

I saw her Dong Yijian and Xi Yijian, wielding long swords in the void without a rule, but it happened that the knife net was broken by her disorderly swordsmanship.

"Okay, Auntie Girl's swordsmanship has reached the point where he entered the room!"

Seeing this scene, Zongshan could not help but sigh with admiration.

The point of the sword was in the neck of the brother. The long knife in his hand was lifted and then finally lowered, sighing, "I'm defeated!"

Putting down the sword, Auntie Huayu left the ring.

The next few groups of games were a bit dull, and finally, after more than four hours, the first round of the match ended, including Song Xuan, who was the round player, and nine players in the top ten had appeared.

The remaining one will be decided from the eight who failed.

So the eight people re-entered the stage.

After two hours of battle, Shen Kuo's Lianqi Jiuzhong stood out and became the last one in the top ten.

The top ten inner door rewards are three broken Dan, one hundred and twenty thousand silver, and one spirit artifact. At the same time, the top three inner door rewards double.

Zong Shan's voice sounded again: "Now, the first three competitions will start. The competition rules are challenge games. Each person who wins will get one point! The highest point is the first. Now, when the game starts, you can challenge at will! "

As soon as Zongshan's words came down, Duanmuzhi could not wait to fly to the ring, and pointed at Song Yong: "Huang Liang, come up, I will challenge you!"

"Are you sure?" Song Yan asked.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" The other side urged impatiently.

"it is good!"

Song Yan gently touched his right foot on the ground, and flew up to the ring like a cloud.

"Show your weapon, I want to defeat you with bare hands!" Duanmu said proudly.

"Okay!"

As soon as Song Yan grabbed the void, the Meteor Sword fell into his hands.

Seeing the unbelievable meteor sword in Song Yi's hands, Duanmuzhi couldn't help laughing and said, "Haha, your sword is too rude, otherwise, I'll lend you a good sword!"

Hearing that, Song Yan rolled his eyes with disdain: "It's really a dungeon, my sword is a magic weapon of the sixth grade!"

"Six-pin spirit?" Duanmu could not help but hesitated, and then sneered: "He took out a broken sword and dared to say it was a six-pin spirit. You should be stupid!"

"This is indeed the sixth-grade magical tool!" Zongshan suddenly opened his eyes and looked a little bit strangely at Song Yan. An inner disciple actually held the sixth-grade magical tool in his hands. For him, the strongest weapon is only Sipin Spirit.

"Ah, really?"

Hearing Zong Shandu's words like that, Duanmu's eyes flashed a little bit of panic. The sixth-grade spirit can at least increase the strength of the opponent by five or six times. At one moment, he regretted the decision not to use weapons.

"Why? Do you regret not using weapons?" Song Yan saw through Duanmuzhi's mind at a glance: "Forget it, I'm not the kind of narrow-minded person, you use weapons, lest you lose your perseverance!"

My heart was seen through, and Duanmu couldn't help but feel awkward, stubbing his neck and saying, "Who says that I regret it, I can beat you even with my bare hands!"

"Well, that's it, let's get started!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yan cut it out with one of Duanmu's swords.

"boom!"

A three-foot-long fiery red sword gas spurted out from the Meteor Sword, and immediately reached Duanmu.

Unexpectedly, the opponent raised his fist to meet the sword.

"boom!"

The other side fell out, retreating to the edge of the ring to stand firm, and blood stains appeared on his fists. Obviously, it was not easy for him to take Song Jian's sword.

"I have only used 50% of this sword. Are you sure you still don't use weapons?" Song Yan laughed with amusement.

Duanmuzhi's face was even more embarrassing, and at the same time he understood that if he did not use weapons, he would not be Song Yan's opponent.

"Okay, then I use weapons!"

Moan!

Duanmu Zhi took out the third-grade magic weapon sword behind him, and unfolded his body, voluntarily rushed to Song Yong.

"Hey!"

Song Kun responded very quickly and did not use swordsmanship. With the increase of the Meteor Sword alone, he repeatedly cut out more than ten swords.

A sword qi has a length of three feet long, and Song Kun is still staggered, so most of the stage is filled with fiery red sword qi.

Under the sword net, Duanmu waved the long sword in his hand and used a set of Samsung swordsmanship to the extreme, and then he barely broke the sword gas net that Song Yun cut freely. .

"boom!"

Duanmu Zhi had just lifted the sword to his chest, and was immediately blasted out of the ring by Song Jian's full-strength sword.

"Huang Liang won on the 11th and got one point!"

Zongshan announced the results in a timely manner.

Immediately, he looked at Song Yong again and said, "You need to challenge another person to step down and rest."

"Okay, that brother please come up and advise!" Song Zheng pointed to a refining gas Jiuzhong Road.

"I confess defeat!" The brother simply said that everyone just saw Song Zhe and Duanmu Zhi's test. Song Zhe defeated Duanmu Zhi without even using his sword skills. The defeat also opened at five or five, so he went up and there was absolutely no reason to win.

"Huang Liang got two points, you can choose to continue the challenge or you can choose to rest!" Zongshan announced.

"No need, I will continue to challenge!" Then Song Ye pointed at another name, Qiu Jiuzhong, and asked him to come up.

But the other party still chose to give in.

Next, Song Zheng challenged the three again, and the opponent chose to give in, so he scored six points.

"This brother please come up!" Song Yan's eyes fell on a brother who reached the peak of the ninth level of gas refining.

This time, the other side did not admit defeat, and as soon as he was in shape, he fell on the ring.

"Brother Huang, please enlighten!" Song Yan clenched his fists.

"it is good!"

After a simple salute, the two sides opened their distance.

"boom!"

Song Kun cut out his sword, and a fierce red sword light went straight to the other side.

However, the opponent's magic weapon long sword broke the Song Qi's sword spirit, and then walked towards him, his expression looked extremely relaxed and relaxed.

Seeing this scene, Zongshan's eyes brightened, and he secretly said that this son's kendo practice was better than Gu Xiehuayu.

[Author off topic]: three more