Supreme Emperor of Swords

They all come to understand the next time an own is likely to encounter an opponent.

For such a unique battle, some people watched the heartbeat and some people sneered.

“Hey, Martial Artist is the noble existence of cultivate profound qi, so the barbarian wrestling is really the face of the Inquiring Sword Sect Martial Artist!”

“It is amazing to be able to cultivate the power of ** to this extent. It seems that these two people have secretly cultivated some kind of enhanced metal body profound art, absolutely not to be underestimated!”

“The powerful ** is the foundation for exerting the greatest strength. These two people have great potential!”

“Hey, two barbarians with developed limbs and simple minds are not worthy of my opponent!”

Seeded Contestants, who have already won the third round, see the battle on arena, the views are different, some people are even scornful, but the look is not easy, once the next round encounters this humanoid tyrannosaurus If you fight, you will have some trouble.

Bang!!

I don’t know how much the sound is loud, and it sounds on arena.

The two figures entangled in lightning were finally separated.

Dong Yi’s purple unlined long gown is broken and covered with dust. The whole person has retired a dozen steps, and this is slowly standing. Even at this time, his body still stands like a javelin, standing straight!

On the top of Cyan Garment, Ding Hao broke open several mouths. The palms of his hands were covered with red marks, and the blue veins burst, and fresh blood was shaken.

“ha ha ha, ok, good! I am Dong Yi, I still encountered it for the first time. I can fight with my fists and palms for a long time. Cyan Garment East Institute First Sword Ding Hao, you, very good, very good!”

Dong Yi laughed and laughed.

This kind of temperament, let the regulations of the Purple Garment South Institute under the stage, can not help but boil, cheering loudly.

However, in the next moment, the change suddenly occurred.

Dong Yi finished the sentence, but couldn’t help but figure, then spurt a mouthful of blood, and pour it back!

“Senior Brother Dong !”

Under the stage, some people exclaimed, the figure flashed, and leaped up to help Dong Yi who fell down. When he looked closely, he saw that Dong Yi had a fresh blood in his mouth and nose, and his arms and neck were bruised. It is as terrible as a strip of grass crawling through the skin.

“Cyan Garment East Institute, the deception is too great, even the Senior Brother Ding was so seriously injured?” The Purple Garment South Institute’s discipline stared angrily at Ding Hao.

Ding Hao complexion is calm and does not justify.

“Unreasonable, arena, inevitably injured, he is only fainted by nothing more than the past, the skill is not as good as people, can only blame him own.” Zhang Fan and Wang Xiaoqi also jumped on arena, standing next to Ding Hao, for fear of Ding Hao Lose.

“Cyan Garment East Institute, Ding Hao wins!”

The arena magistrate announced the final outcome of the contest.

Under the stage, the Cyan Garment East Institute’s representatives cheered and couldn’t wait to jump into arena, excitedly surrounded Ding Hao in the middle.

The Purple Garment South Institute’s discipline can only look away from the arena with Dong Yi.

In this contest, Dong Yi lost in the field where he is best at, and there is nothing to say. The only thing that made them unacceptable was that Dong Yi was supposed to be one of the most confident of the South Institute in the second round, but in such a way, he lost to Ding Hao, the Black Horse!

far away.

“Interesting, hey, that’s interesting. I hope that tomorrow’s third round match, you can draw this Ding Hao.” White Garment Central Institute [Seven Righteous Alliance] third child Chen Sheng, after watching the game, revealing the snow-white teeth laughing Road.

He is a Martial Idiot and likes tough opponent.

“This Ding Hao is also the end of the strong, and it is too powerful. Although it defeated the South Institute Dong Yi, the internal injury is not light. The competition for tomorrow, no matter who he draws, he will lose.” second child Liang Feixue Slightly reregulated.

“I want to get him a fight sooner or later, haha, and that Dong Yi, hey, I like these two guys.” Martial Idiot Chen Sheng A pair of eager to have a try.

“Go, go back.”

Li Muyun, the head of [Seven Righteous Alliance] turned and left.

The first popular candidate for the Five Institutes Great Competition, complexion handsome, slender, with a faint smile on his face, giving a friendly and easy-going impression, especially when a pair of men have a rare peach eye, when smiling, You can definitely be fascinated by any young girl, with an indescribable charm.

The other six, left behind Li Muyun.

The seven people, the White Garment, fluttering and pretentious, have long attracted the attention of all the surrounding disciplines.

“Look, that’s the White Garment Central Institute’s famous [Seven Righteous Alliance]!”

“Yeah, they entered the Inquiring Sword Sect and they went to worship. Everyone is very strong. They have already broken into the third round and they are envious!”

The disciples discuss spiritedly from each hospital, and the disciples from the White Garment Central Institute are even more proud of the conceal face.

“Hey, [Seven Righteous Alliance]? I have to see, when can you win.” Li Lan complexion gentle and reserved, and again one’s head looked at the Ding Hao in the middle of the arena by the East Institute disciple. In the depths of the scorpion, a little cold light flashed away, and Ge Yin and Zhang Tianlun turned and left.

“Dong Yi’s strength should at least enter the fourth round, but lost to the unknown Ding Hao… Well, it’s a pity, less of a few points in the plan.” Purple Garment’s children are surrounded by, known as South Institute first’s [Madman] Lu Kuang, a pair of eyebrows together, the pupil light flashing, do not know what to think, must be, with followers turned and left.

“It’s a pity that this Ding Hao, really inexperienced, actually chose to fight with this stupid way, consume too much, tomorrow’s battle, for him, is over!” Yellow Garment North Institute’s beautiful young Lin Xin also turned Leave.

“In this case, God bless, let me pick him up tomorrow.” Fatty Foodie Ren Xiaoyao smiled.

Lin Xin almost awkwardly said: “You are second round round today, luck you are already very defying, and thinking about taking a half-residue opponent tomorrow? You dreaming of you!”

“Hey, why is the reaction so big, you won’t be envious of my luck?” Ren Xiaoyao smiled.

Lin Xin: “Why don’t you die!”

……

“Senior Brother Ding, are you okay?”

Back in the 8th Great Institute, Ding Hao was sent back to Room, and Zhang Fan asked without hesitation.

“I’m fine, rest assured.” Ding Hao smiled.

“The Senior Brother Ding will have a rest early, and tomorrow morning will participate in the third round contest, hey, Senior Brother Ding, you are really a big hit today, the East Institute brothers are very excited, especially the thing female disciple, worship you simply arrived. The level of madness really makes me jealous.”

Wang Xiaoqi, who was sent to Ding Hao with Zhang Fan, smiled.

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Third, ask for red tickets and collections.

Thanks to the dancers in the shadows for their huge rewards, thanks to the continuous support of Oo Meteor oO.

Well, in order to express gratitude, the knife decided to add a chapter tonight.