Gu Xiaowei said expressionlessly: "Gu Xue is young and has not yet considered this matter. Senior brother, you should go find someone else as soon as possible."

In the field, Gu Xue's face was livid and her teeth were clenched. At this time, the distance between Qiu Tian and Gu Xue was close to ten feet. Luo Yan suddenly realized something and was about to give a warning. At this moment, Qiu Tian's figure suddenly moved, and his whole body

The body turned into a cone shape and rushed towards Gu Xue. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of him, and a ghastly dagger stabbed straight into his chest.

Gu Xue was hit by this sudden insidious move, and the protective light film broke. Her whole body flew backwards, and blood spurted out from her mouth.

Fortunately, she was wearing the body armor given by her master, otherwise she would have died. Gu Xue checked her body and saw that the dagger had penetrated the armor. If she hadn't jumped back along with the impact, her body would have been seriously injured.

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The blood she spurted just now was just caused by the shock, and the injury was not serious.

Even so, Gu Xue did not dare to make excuses, and immediately took a healing pill and glared at the other party.

Qiu Tian was also shocked, and he turned into a bad smile and said: "This didn't kill you. It seems that there must be a valuable treasure on you, but it doesn't matter. From now on, even the treasures will be mine." After that, he took out a knife.

Cut off Gu Xue with the ghost head knife.

Gu Xue spat out the blood from her mouth and cursed: "Despicable and shameless, the technique of surprise attack cannot reach the level of elegance." Then the protective light film reappeared, and she swung her sword to fight him fiercely.

Qiu Tian made insidious moves, Gu Xuelian's steps were like wind, like a floating shadow, and the long sword was flying. After more than 20 rounds, Gu Xue hit the ghost-headed sword with a sword with her right hand, and shot a spiritual light ball with her left hand, Qiu Tian dodged.

If you fail, you will fall to the ground and the challenge will fail.

Luo Yan felt extremely shameful when he saw that the other party used such despicable means to deal with his fellow disciples. After Gao Hu's troubles before, he already had no good impression of the Xuandu Peak disciples. Now that such a shameless person came out, let him

I am even more disgusted with the people of Xuandu Peak. Seeing Gu Xue win now, I feel a little relieved.

The challenges initiated by the next fifty people were mixed, and gradually Luo Yan discovered a clue. Basically, the disciples of Tianling Peak were challenging Qi Yunfeng, and the disciples of Qi Yunfeng also chose to challenge the people of Tianling Peak.

The people at Xuandu Peak mainly challenge the disciples of Qixia Peak, and occasionally they will choose the disciples of Dian Cang Peak. The challenges of fellow senior fellow apprentices Dian Cangsheng are also concentrated on Xuandu Peak. The whole process of the competition seems to be

Picking at random, but in fact it seems that someone is secretly

The control is average.

Soon it was the turn of Qixia Peak disciple Shen Wenjing, who was ranked 75th, to challenge. Luo Yan had met this girl a few times, and they were both beautiful and beautiful. Although they did not have a close relationship, their impression was not bad. Meeting him

He walked out gracefully, arrived at the center of the martial arts arena, and directly chose the 41st-ranked Xuandu Peak disciple Da Long Face.

The two of them fought together without saying a word. As the long-faced disciple swung his long sword, the cold light emitted was particularly dazzling under the face of Lingquan's bearded village. Shen Wenjing felt a strong wind rushing towards her face.

Come on. She didn't dare to neglect at all. She nimbly drew a semicircle in the air and dodged it skillfully.

Relying on her flexible body skills, Shen Wenjing moved left and right, flipped up and down, and moved around the long face. When the long face made moves, she would dodge; when the long face took the moves, she would follow up. After dozens of rounds, the long face became a little unsteady.

After losing his temper, like a crazy bear, he started roaring and swinging the sword in his hand wildly, constantly launching ferocious attacks. Several times, the sword almost hit Shen Wenjing.

After fighting for more than ten rounds, Da Long Lian's spiritual power began to dry up and he was panting like an ox. At this time, Shen Wenjing's body movement direction suddenly changed and began to spiral inward. When the distance was less than one foot, she suddenly let out a

A burst of dazzling white light pierced his long face and made him unable to open his eyes.

He only felt that a cold long sword had been pressed against his throat at some point. As long as he moved again, blood would be splashed on the spot. No one even saw what happened in the last moment. The disciples of Xuandu Peak

He walked off the stage dejectedly.

Watching her straighten her sweat-soaked robe and walk towards the stone pillar with forty-one written on it, Luo Yan secretly thought to himself, this woman is really witty.

The water vapor rises from the lake, and the blue sky above is as clear as water. On the martial arts field by the lake, the challenge continues. Now it is Wang Daoyang's turn from Diancang Peak. He is challenging the No. 43 Xuandu Peak disciple. The two of them

After fighting for more than seventy rounds, it was still hard to tell who was the winner.

When both sides' spiritual energy was basically exhausted, and even the protective light film was removed, they began to fight hand-to-hand.

After falling down once, Wang Daoyang jumped strangely into the distance. At the same time, he pinched the magic weapon in his hand, released the last trace of spiritual power in his body, and used the magic power of "Blooming Flowers".

Countless flowers and plants instantly appeared on the table made of diamond, and blossoms bloomed. The soaring branches and vines entangled the disciples of Xuandu Peak.

After Wang Daoyang returned, he put a long sword against his chest, forcing him to surrender.

After Wang Daoyang climbed to the 43rd stone pillar, he sat directly on it and hurriedly took the elixir to regulate his breathing. It was obvious that this was a tragic victory.

When Elder Yu in the pavilion saw all this, he frowned and looked into the distance.

Gu Xiaowei also had a sad look on her face. The wind blew from the lake and picked up a strand of her long hair. It seemed like a grain of sand flew into her eyes. After raising her hand to wipe it away, she thought silently in her heart:

Traveler from abroad,

Don’t forget your return date.

There are now less than sixty people left on the diamond platform. Except for the fifty people on the pillars, the disciples standing in the distance seem a little lonely.

"Challenge No. 93 failed," "Challenge No. 94 failed," as Xue Wuyi, the leader of Xuandu Peak, announced the results one by one, the number of people on the field continued to decrease.

After No. 95 appeared on the scene, he introduced himself and said: "I am Leng Jun, a disciple of Xuandu Peak. I would like to ask Senior Brother Tianlingfeng of No. 37 for some advice."

Disciple No. 37 reluctantly came to the center of the platform. Both of them were at the ninth level of Qi training. When they reached that station, before they could take action, a biting cold air enveloped the entire platform. It felt like the temperature dropped sharply, as if

It was as if the world was frozen in an instant.

He moved, and a black forged knife was slashed out with endless cold air. The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and it pressed down on the Tianling Peak disciples like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. Amidst the sparks of calcium carbide, the two fought fiercely for more than ten rounds.

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Luo Yan stared at Leng Jun closely. Every move he made left an image in his mind, as if he was the one fighting him now. He was so nervous.

The aura that Leng Jun burst out can only be described as terrifying. He didn't even release the protective light film, but poured all his spiritual power into the black knife. Wherever the blade touched, there was an explosion of sound and diamonds.

There were white marks all over the work surface.

Even Luo Yan couldn't resist the powerful spiritual pressure.

It was also because there was no protection from the protective light film that his defense seemed to be somewhat flawed. The wind blades issued by Tianling Peak disciples cut blood marks on his body. The blood and sweat that flowed out were intertwined and dripped down his body.
Chapter completed!