The Order of Purple Thorn

Chaotic blade looked at Nan Feng, and spoke with extremely arrogant words.

Hearing that, Nan Feng laughed and stood up, "We don't need to draw lots, the two of us will tell the Steward Chen, we will fight first, is it simple?"

When Nan Feng said this, the others were surprised, because it was too late for others to avoid the blade, but Nan Feng had to take it head-on.

He was stunned for a moment as he did not know why Nan Feng suddenly became so confident.

"Freeze your head!" Why are you pretending to be a big tailed wolf? Don't just sit there foolishly, let's stand up and tell the Steward Chen and we'll meet up first. " Looking at the arrogant manner of the random swords, Nan Feng was furious. He planned to fight to the death with the random swords, even if it meant using his trump card, he would still kill the random swords.

When the messy blade stood up, Steward Chen looked at Nan Feng, "Sit down and follow the rules."

He cupped his fists towards the Steward Chen and Nan Feng sat down, "Don't joke around with me, I might feel embarrassed killing others, but for you, I do not have any psychological pressure."

"Nan Feng!" Shui Weiwei shook her head at Nan Feng. She had a good impression of Nan Feng, she did not want Nan Feng to fight against the messy blade, because she felt that Nan Feng had no chance of winning.

Nan Feng nodded at Shui Weiwei, "It's fine, I like to take care of slut, if you want to offend me, I'll take it back."

"Don't be rash." Lou Lan shook her head at Nan Feng.

The blade did not speak, because he knew that if he spoke again, Nan Feng would still return the favor.

The battle began once more. One round, ten people. Five battles.

Nan Feng was more magnanimous, after fighting with Nan Feng for a while, he felt that he could not handle Nan Feng and admitted defeat. Nan Feng's speed was fast, his sword techniques were not weaker than his, most importantly, his defense was strong, his sword qi attacks did not have much effect on Nan Feng, and he knew that Nan Feng did not have his own array disk.

Returning back to his seat, Nan Feng opened a bottle of red wine and took a sip, watching the other people's battle.

Next was Shui Weiwei's battle. She had used the Profound Skills to control the Fox Race and obtained victory.

Ximen Cang and Lou Lan had clashed. Ximen Cang's Body was tyrannical, and with the help of the Yuan Qi, he was pushed forward.

"What nonsense!" Lou Lan was very depressed, she had lost two rounds in a row.

When Yuan Taihan went up on stage, since his Opponent was the same as the Xiangyun major world's, then that fellow must have come for a show, and directly admitted defeat.

The final match was between Chaotic Blade and the other Shang Yun of Qianyuan Great World. Seeing that Chaotic Blade was about to kill him, he also symbolically sent out two strikes before admitting defeat.

At this time, the only ones who had maintained victory were Nan Feng, Yuan Taihan, Chaos Dagger, Ximen Cang, Shui Weiwei and Wanjian Great World's Wei Tianfeng.

The third round began, but this time it was a different format. Steward Chen allowed Nan Feng and the others to stand up, and they once again sat down, with the victors arranged from left to right according to the winning rate. Yuan Taihan sat on the furthest left, followed by Chaotic Blade, Ximen Cang, Nan Feng and the rest who had won the round. Hu Zhen from Zhenling Great World, Lou Lan from Qianyuan Great World, Shang Yun, and Qiu Xiang from Xiangyun major world.

This time, the fight was from behind the first battle on the left. Those who had fought before would jump over it. It was relatively fair.

Yuan Taihan stood up, walked to the Arena, and pointed at Lou Lan. He had defeated Shang Yun in the first match, and Qiu Xiang in the second, so he had now found Lou Lan, who was ranked third from the bottom.

Lou Lan's face turned black, she had no way to fight in the third round, because Yuan Taihan was an expert at controlling his opponents and he could not win. If he fought head on, then losing his Fighting power would not be worth it, so he could only admit defeat.

Yuan Taihan, who had won three battles, was still the first one sitting on the left side, while Lou Lan could only move her body and sit in the last place.

According to the rules, he would not be able to fight Lou Lan who had just fought. He had defeated Qiu Xiang of the Mourning Cloud Great, defeated Shang Yun of the Qianyuan Great World, and had no choice but to fight Hu Zhen of the Zhenling Great World.

Hu Zhen did not admit defeat. After fighting with Chaotic Blade for a few times, Hu Zhen's left arm was cut off by Chaotic Blade, and then admitting defeat.

Chaos sword or at second place, Hu Zhen walked in front of Lou Lan. Because he had fought before, Lou Lan had never fought before.

The third was Ximen Cang. Ximen Cang's victory was not difficult at all.

had fought with Lou Lan before, she had fought with Wei Tianfeng, he could not look for Lou Lan, Hu Zhen had fought with him, so he could only look for Shang Yun.

Shang Yun was afraid of Yuan Taihan and was not afraid of him, so he started to fight it out with Nan Feng. However, his speed was inferior to Nan Feng's, in addition to the control of Nan Feng's qilin pearl, he only admitted defeat after being hit by a few of Nan Feng's sword Qis.

The battle went on rather quickly, and in the blink of an eye, six rounds had been passed, mainly because of the number of people who had admitted defeat, and at the moment, only the few people in front had not clashed, like the six people behind Nan Feng, he had defeated all of them.

From the beginning of the seventh round, Yuan Taihan pointed at Nan Feng when he arrived at the Arena, because other than Nan Feng, Ximen Cang and Chaotic Blade, everyone else had been defeated by him.

Nan Feng stood up, he knew that he was facing the real battle of the second Hundred Worlds Congress, the battle of Mystical Monarch.

Shaking his neck, Nan Feng tightened his Blood-Drinking Sword. Under everyone's astonished gazes, he took out the Bar of Jurisdiction and walked into the Arena.

"Are you using your staff to smash people?" Yuan Taihan looked at Nan Feng and laughed contemptuously.

"Yes, it's smashing someone." Nan Feng nodded seriously.

Interesting!

Other than the few people beside Nan Feng, the rest of them thought that Nan Feng was just joking. If you, a Yuan Qi Cultivator, were to hold onto a staff, wouldn't that just be burning sticks?

"You're too arrogant! Then you can go die! Fire Dragon Descent!" Yuan Taihan waved the staff in his hand, using the fire attribute.

"Damn you, only you know the Profound Skills, right? I, your father, too, know how to freeze this place! " With a wave of the staff in Nan Feng's hand, in front of everyone's shocked eyes, a milky-white ice energy appeared and directly extinguished the flames that appeared on the Arena.

"Senior Brother Xuan, he is Mystical Monarch?" Lord of Dongxuan Domain looked at Elder Master Xuan and asked.

"I guessed it, but he didn't say anything. This guy has some background." The Elder Master Xuan said.

Yuan Taihan's expression changed, because his fire attribute was being suppressed.

"Thunder Dragon!" Yuan Taihan waved his staff again.

"Thunderclap!" Nan Feng had also unleashed his Profound Skills, and the two of them started to snatch the lightning attribute energy, as a result, no one succeeded in activating their Profound Skills.

At this time, Yuan Taihan was confused, because even his Profound Skills was no longer effective.

Yuan Taihan was stunned, but Nan Feng did not, with a twist of his right hand, the Blood-Drinking Sword flew out from its sheath and struck, "What do you have to be arrogant for, what the heck are you doing!"