Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 429
With Wu Yanshan's tragic death, the second round of finals came to an end. Because of Wu Yanshan's tragic death, one of the top sixteen seats was vacant, and the next person would naturally fill it.

Of course, Fat Zixuan will not be the person who fills the seat. After all, he only insisted on one move, so he is not qualified to fill the seat at all.

But Yueyimen participated in the competition, and four of them entered the top [-]. The probability of advancing is quite high.

Soon, the third round of finals will begin.

Because before the top eight, the high-level Xuanzun realm would not meet each other, so the opponent Mo Chen drew was still the sixth-level Xuanzun. After seeing the battle where Mo Chen killed Wu Yanshan, those disciples didn't have the courage to fight, so they had to be obedient throw in the towel.

The opponents that Lin Xingmao drew were still martial artists of the same level. After fighting all the way, Lin Xingmao's achievements in martial arts have also improved by leaps and bounds, and his martial skills and combat experience have been greatly improved.

Coupled with Mo Chen's constant pointers, Lin Xingmao has gradually become a master, and is no longer a fighting idiot.

After a hard fight, Lin Xingmao successfully advanced to the quarterfinals with a slight advantage, and Leng Yingying also won with difficulty. It seems that the two of them will stop here after advancing to the quarterfinals.

Leng Feng's victory was slightly faster. He had an obsession in his heart, and he would never fall down until he met Tong Zhihui.

After some competition, the top eight list was finally released.

Surprisingly, Yueyi Sect occupies four seats, Yunlin Valley has only one child, Tong Zhihui, and Ziyun Sect has only one Tong Zhihui, and there are two people in Luoxian Pavilion, one Luo Bo, one sixth-level peak warrior, and Huangji Cliff. But there was none.

Seeing this strange scene, many people secretly sighed.

Yueyimen is definitely the biggest winner of this Tianzong Extreme Realm.

Huang Taishu sighed softly, maybe because no one in Huangjiya could make it to the top eight, and he was a little sad.

But immediately, he looked at Leng Jianfeng, smiled sincerely: "Sect Master Leng, congratulations, Yue Yimen's trip really shines."

Leng Jianfeng grinned, he was not surprised by this result at all, as long as Mo Chen was around, even if the six members of Yueyimen occupied the top six seats, he would not find it inconceivable.

The top eight seats can all enter the first floor of the Extreme Realm, but even the first floor is divided into front and back, not to mention, only No.1 can enter the most core place, so even if the top eight is produced, the competition will not stop .

A list of eight to four duels was quickly generated. This time, high-level Xuanzun warriors were no longer protected. In this first round of duel list, there were actually two high-level Xuanzuns facing each other.

It was Mo Chen and Luo Bo, the first disciple of Luoxian Pavilion.

When Luo Bo saw this result, a deep helplessness obviously flashed on his face. Among the top eight, Luo Bo's strength is definitely not weaker than that of Tong Zhihui and Tong Yan in the same rank. Under the circumstances, he can definitely go to the end.

But his luck was really bad, he had no choice but to meet Mo Chen, even Wu Yanshan died tragically, how could he dare to fight.

So Luo Bo directly chose to admit defeat.

Zhou Zhou was not surprised by such a result.

The drawing of lots continued, and the second group of duels was a bit interesting. They turned out to be disciples from the same sect, and they were Lin Xingmao and Leng Yingying from Yueyi Sect.

In fact, this kind of duel is also good. In this round, someone from Yueyimen is destined to be eliminated. If they are duel with each other, at least one spot can be kept.

"Well, Yingying, I admit defeat." Lin Xingmao stepped onto the ring and said directly.

Leng Yingying was a little embarrassed, "Brother Lin, let's advance to the next level based on our strength."

"No, no, that, if there are no accidents, brother Chen should be able to go to the end. The first level of the extreme realm is also divided into front and back. If you win a good ranking, you can find brother Chen as soon as possible, hehe..."

Lin Xingmao is not good at love between children, so he doesn't know how to express it. He just hopes to facilitate Mo Chen and Leng Yingying, so that the two can meet as soon as possible when they enter the extreme state, and have more time to spend alone.

Although the expression was not very smooth, Leng Yingying still understood Lin Xingmao's meaning, she blushed a little, but she did not refuse.

Fatty Xuan was also very happy when Wu Yanshan died. He touched Mo Chen who was beside him, and said with a smile, "Brother Chen, you see Brother Lin understands, you have to work hard too, brother, I'm already out of the order."

Leng Jianfeng also smiled and said: "Little friend Mo Chen, do you still remember what I said to you once? If you are tempted, don't miss it. Don't be like me. Only after you miss it will you know how to cherish it."

When he said this, Leng Jianfeng still looked at Lin Yiling meaningfully. The latter's eyes were a little dodged, and there was also a wave of waves, not as calm as before.

"Come on, come on everyone, hehe." Zhuo Qingfeng was on the sidelines, not only matching Mo Chen and Leng Yingying, but also Leng Jianfeng and Lin Yiling.

The second set of duels ended with Lin Xingmao conceding defeat, and the third set of duels was Tong Zhihui and Luoxiange's sixth-level peak warrior. In just two rounds, the people from Luoxiange were defeated.

So far, Luoxian Pavilion has also been wiped out and eliminated.

No one from Luoxian Pavilion, known as the number one sect, made it to the top four. No one expected this.

When Tong Zhihui played against the disciple of Luoxian Pavilion, a disappointment flashed in Leng Feng's eyes. He couldn't wait to face Tong Zhihui, but the result of the draw was to avoid it.

At this moment, his opponent is none other than Yunlin Valley's number one disciple, Tong Yan.

As a disciple of Yunlin Valley, Tong Yan is also good at using poison. In the first few rounds, he relied on his powerful state to defeat his opponent with fists to the flesh. He didn't even use the strongest poison attack, which shows how powerful this person is. .

And if Leng Feng wanted to face Tong Zhihui, he would have to pass Tong Yulu's barrier.

Tong Zhihui looked over with ice-cold eyes, and in her disdainful eyes, she seemed to be saying, "If you want to meet me, go through Tong Yan first."

A strong fighting intent flashed in Leng Feng's eyes, and he walked towards the ring coldly. No matter what, this battle must not be lost.

All eyes of Yueyimen were fixed on the ring, they all knew the hatred between Leng Feng and Tong Zhihui, this battle was extremely crucial for Leng Feng.

"Brother Leng, come on!" Fatty Xuan and the others encouraged.

Mo Chen responded indifferently, "Go all out."

Mo Chen's words are definitely a sedative, which calms Leng Feng's heart a lot.

On the ring, Tong Yan looked at Leng Feng with a smile, "It's a surprise that four people from Yueyimen made it to the top eight, but unfortunately, you can only stop here."

Leng Feng raised his long sword and said, "You will only know the result after the battle."

Tong Yan shook his head and said: "You are not my opponent, you should admit defeat, otherwise, once I enter the offensive state, it will be very difficult to stop."

Leng Feng didn't speak, but the long sword raised flat was pointed at Tong Yulu, expressing his fighting spirit.

"Since that's the case, then you are ready to bear my attack." The aura on Tong Yulu's body also began to climb crazily, as if a giant mountain was gradually pressing down.

All eyes around were on the ring, paying close attention to this battle, especially Tong Zhihui. Although she believed that Tong Yan could defeat Leng Feng, she also wanted to see with her own eyes that Leng Feng was defeated, and even was abolished by Tong Yan. , or kill.

"Buzz!"

Tong Yan raised his palm, and his fists flickered continuously, accompanied by icy air, as if it could freeze the earth and freeze everything.

Tong Yan's icy aura is different from Zhuo Qingfeng's icy and snowy land. Zhuo Qingfeng's icy and snowy land has a majestic feeling, but his chill seems to be more gloomy and full of evil.

Rumble!
Powerful fist marks gushed out, and in an instant, the entire arena seemed to have fallen into winter, feeling like a world of ice and snow.

That powerful chill pierces through the muscles and bones, and even penetrates into the bones and soul, as if it can freeze a person's spiritual consciousness.

The entire arena was covered by the majestic fist prints, presenting a white haze, which seemed impenetrable to the naked eye, and could only sense the fighting situation in the arena with spiritual sense.

However, with the spread of spiritual consciousness, everyone felt as if they were in a world of ice and snow. The icy wind continued to howl, and the chill spread, making those low-level disciples restrain their spiritual consciousness in an instant, for fear of being eroded by the chill.

As for those high-level people, many people smiled, or praised Tong Yulu's strength, or looked forward to the fall of the cold wind.

After all, under this chill, the cold wind might be hard to resist.

"Leng Feng, if you want to fight with me, take this move first!"

Tong Yan smiled coldly, and slapped down his big hand in the air. In an instant, a cold light surged, and countless fist marks roared down from all directions, as if the entire sky was covered with white snow.

The huge fist light is like a huge snowflake, filling the entire arena, crystal clear, full of icy power, rushing towards the cold wind from all directions.

Zheng!
The cold wind shook the long sword, and layers of bloody aura surged out like tides, covering one layer after another, like a pool of blood gushing out, roaring out.

"Blood kill!"

The blood-colored sword light that sprayed like a blood pool contained burning hot air, and it actually shattered the surging fist light layer by layer, making everyone around slightly surprised. Cold wind, how powerful is it?
Tong Luan was also slightly surprised. With his hands intertwined, countless fists glowed like cheerful fish, constantly changing directions in the air, flying all over the sky.

Those icy fist lights contained a terrifying cold edge, and the fist lights increased rapidly, more and more, and the pieces were condensed, falling like a mat.

Buzz!
Layer upon layer of Void fist lights formed a square wall, continuously harvesting the space, rolling down toward the cold wind layer by layer, the pressure suddenly increased, and continuously destroyed the cold wind's sword energy.

When the ice wall pressed against Leng Feng's body, Tong Yan'an's technique changed again, and the mat-like ice wall burst instantly, forming countless awns as thin as needles, which rushed towards Leng Feng.

"Cut!"

Such as Xi Zhimang continuously scattered and intertwined, rushing towards the cold wind densely without gaps, as if to twist the cold wind into thousands of pieces.

Boom!

Leng Feng looked resolute, and suddenly slapped his palm on his chest, opened his mouth and sprayed two mouthfuls of blood, pouring on the sword body, and in an instant, the sword body trembled, as if it had its own sword spirit, and countless more blood-colored swords erupted Mangs shot up into the sky one after another.

Rumble!
The two forces collided again, and the cold wind used the blood-killing sword energy transformed from blood essence, which multiplied its power several times, and blasted the twisting light in front of it into a huge hole, and then stepped out.

The moment he walked out, Tong Yan's icy attack exploded instantly, stirring up countless substantive cold auras, which spread in all directions.

The expressions of the people around changed slightly, Leng Feng was able to use the sword of essence and blood to blast away Tong Yulu's strangling move, which greatly exceeded their expectations.

I thought that Leng Feng would be slaughtered, but now that it's unfolding, this battle may not end so easily.

Tong Zhihui's eyes froze slightly, and she was also a little surprised, but then a sneer appeared, just one move would kill herself, and using the power of essence and blood to resist, how could she resist Tong Yan's next attack.

You know, Tong Yulu's strongest move is poison attack, and he hasn't used it yet.

(End of this chapter)