Doomsday Sanctuary

The fifth place is Long Jianfeng Zonghua.

This guy, who was defeated by Di Ping with a sword at first, was really depressed for a while, but now he came out again majestic and majestic, carrying a big sword like a **** of war, and his eyes were filled with excitement, as if there was a blazing flame. , It seems that I have longed for today's battle.

As if he felt Di Ping's gaze, Zong Hua looked at Di Ping, his eyes burst with light, as if he still wanted to fight Di Ping.

Di Ping was amused in his heart, his gaze passed over him and looked at the rest of the people.

The sixth is Ba Jianfeng Tian Qianfan, the seventh is Broken Jianfeng Jiyang, the eighth is Tianjianfeng Yuqi, and the ninth is Panjianfeng Yuanqi.

The eleventh place is empty, no one, Di Ping is not watching behind, only the top ten that arouses his interest.

However, looking at the sassy and heroic figures on the platform and the true biography of the sword intent, Di Ping still sighed in his heart. The Heavenly Sword Sect is really strong. This is only true disciple. Even the disciples are so strong. You can imagine that the guardians and elders are behind. , Look at the various talents in the stands to know how strong they are.

It's a pity that Qingyunfeng didn't even have one, which made him feel that this grand event seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was just a spectator and could only watch the excitement.

There is no hope in this realm. Just look at the next realm. Whether Qingyunfeng can have a disciple in the rankings, he swept his eyes to the audience and saw a group of handyman disciples who had already been transformed, his eyes flashed. Shining, knowing that these people are also moved with anger in their hearts.

Buze glanced at the three empty platforms, and said:

"On the eleventh, He Yannian's absence will cancel the quota and make up for it later!"

Di Ping smiled slightly when he heard the words, no wonder Tiangu couldn't bear to let him clean up He Yannian. It turned out that this kid was ranked 11th, and at this time, the 12th place was added, and it turned out to be the song of Lotus Jianfeng.

Qu Yu picked up a bargain, and won the eleventh place without having to do it. Although she only moved one place, she was already one step closer to the top ten. Once she entered the top ten, her treatment would be different.

Buze continued:

"Weng Ming on the 57th, Ji Hao on the 73rd, and Benshou on the 95th... and so on, seven people have fallen. The quotas will be cancelled and filled in order!"

Every realm had true disciples lost, and everyone was not surprised, but Di Ping still sighed at the loss of seven people, which shows how cruel the world of Xuanyuan is.

He didn't know that the seven were only a minority, and the Heavenly Sword Sect had fallen one third of the top 100.

This is because these are the top 100 true biography, each of them is powerful, and those ordinary true biography disciples have fallen more.

This world is cruel, and cultivators who want to make progress have to constantly search for and compete for resources. Some die in danger and the mouth of a beast, or they fight with other cultivators and fall, everywhere.

Eight positions were vacated in the back. For a time, the eyes of the true biography of the peaks all lit up, one by one, and one by one, if you can enter the top 100, you will get a different status and treatment.

Buze watched the true biography of each peak eagerly, and a gleam of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Heavenly Sword Sect needed this kind of vitality in order to arouse his disciples' forge ahead.

Bu Zehong said:

"The Top 100 Challenge is now starting. Ninety-two people are on stage. All true biography is eligible to challenge on stage. Every day a true biography will only accept three challenges. The winner will remain on the stage, and the loser will automatically be postponed to the last one. After the strong quota is over, you will withdraw from the top 100 quota and start now!"

"I'll challenge!"

Just as Buze's voice fell, a voice rang, and a figure instantly shot onto the 92nd stand. He hugged a fist towards a female cultivator on the stage:

"Senior Sister Hongyan, Long Jianfeng is really here to challenge!"

Hongyan is a true biography of the Four Tribulations of Lian Huafeng, her face is serious, she knows that many people in this position must challenge him, because it is too tempting, as long as she defeats her there will be a chance.

With a move of Hong Yan's hand, a blue long sword has appeared in her hand. She raised her pretty eyebrows and looked at Gan Zhendao:

"Then Junior Brother please!"

Hum!

The light on the Bidoutai surging, a light shield rose up in an instant, and the space on the Bidoutai changed and instantly turned into a huge space.

At this time, the two on the stage were unaffected, their eyes were facing each other, and their breath was rising.

"Senior Sister, I'm here!"

With a huge sword in Qianzhen's hand, he suddenly roared, and his muscles exploded. Like a tyrannosaurus, he roared and rushed out, a sword slashed towards Hongyan, the sword thundered, and the powerful sword pierced the sky.

Hong Yan's eyes suddenly stood up, and he shouted sharply. The blue sword in his hand flashed, and a sharp sword light shot out.

boom!

The energy above the thunder platform exploded, and the violent energy rolled back, groaning, and the long sword flew, the whole person flew out directly, and the person spouted a mouthful of blood in the air.

"Lian Dong!"

With a soft drink, a figure flashed into the air, the sword light flashed, and blue lotus flowers appeared in the sky, falling towards Qianzhen, the sound of terrifying tearing like a screaming piercing air.

Gan Zhen's expression suddenly changed, and fear burst into his eyes, and he hurriedly roared:

"I surrender!"

boom!

Seeing that the sword light that was about to fall on Qian Zhen shattered, Hong Yan Qianying flew upside down, falling slowly on the platform like Pian Pian Jing Hong.

And Gan Zhen looked at the sky and the sword light collapsed, and suddenly his body fell to the ground, panting for breath, his eyes were amazed.

Hum!

The sky mask was closed, and the platform returned to normal.

Hong Yan stood quietly, while Gan Zhen was lying on the ground, watching this Zhen Chuan disciple who had been trying more and more at Twilight, calming down like ice water.

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