Chapter 633

Outside the Jiaolong grottoes, around the main battle platform of Dabi, countless pairs of expectant eyes are staring at the only exit of Jiaolong grottoes.

Up to now, no one has come out. Who is the first person to come out of the Jiaolong Grottoes?

Expectations, their eyes, are all the light of expectation.

"If you don't say the first person, tell me, which five people will be the first to step out?" Some people talk about it.

"It's hard to say, but there will be one of them in the imperial mausoleum. Besides, I prefer Duan Wudao and xuesha. These three people are likely to be the top three."

"I don't think so. In my opinion, maybe Jun Mo Xi will not be so low-key this time. The decisive battle is about to start. He should make efforts. He must be one of the top three."

The crowd speculated with each other, but most of the people who guessed were the eight most powerful geniuses and did not speculate about others.

Xue Wuchang stands on the battle platform and looks at the exit of the Jiaolong Grottoes calmly. He also expects that who will be the first to come out?

Emperor mausoleum is good, Duan Wudao, also very powerful, Jun Mo Xi, equally unfathomable, there are five other people, there is not a weak person.

Of course, in addition to these eight people, there are also many great talents. Every time a snowy contest is held, there are always one or two black horses out of expectation. I believe this time, there will be no exception. Soon he will see which black horse will come out.

Only the final decisive battle does not come to an end, and no one knows what the final ranking will be. Xue Changchang is very clear that even when the top nine seats are contested, there will be a biggest variable, which will disrupt the distribution of strength of all people and affect the whole ranking situation.

To tell you the truth, it was his turn to supervise the snowstorm this year. He was also very excited and excited. It was a wonderful thing to watch so many talents rise.

Inside the Jiaolong Grottoes not far from the exit and above the Jiaoqiao bridge, Lin Feng and the ninth man stand opposite each other. At this time, Lin Feng's drinking blood sword has already come out of its sheath, and he holds it in his palm. It's full of blood, which is dazzling in the void.

"I didn't expect that when he fought with me, he didn't give up all his strength."

The eighth man leans on the Jiaoqiao bridge and looks at Lin Feng with great interest. How strong is this guy's real strength.

Zhenyuan roars and rushes into the blood sword. The blood light is more and more dazzling, releasing the terrible blood gas. Among the blood gas, there is also a terrible sword meaning.

Step slowly step out, Lin Feng's drink blood sword oblique in the palm of the hand, toward the ninth person to walk past.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng cuts out with a sword, and the power of Kendo will is released. The terrible blood light is as fast as lightning, and it comes to the ninth person in an instant.

The ninth man's eyes were calm and raised his hand. The terrible truth turned into a whirlpool, which gradually eroded the blood light until the blood light disappeared.

Of course, Lin Feng didn't think that this sword could be used to deal with the strong one of jiuzhong in Xuanwu. His body leaped. Lin Feng stepped forward to the ninth man and killed him with one sword. The sword was horizontal and chopping. The sword of drinking blood was as thin as a wing, as if it were a thin line.

The ninth man's abdomen slightly retracted, and the sword passed in front of him, and it didn't hurt him at all.

However, just before the end of the blood drinking sword's castration, it suddenly stopped. It turned against the wind, stabbed it out obliquely, and cut it from the bottom to the top. If the strength is not enough, you can't avoid the perfect trajectory transformation.

A breeze blows, and the ninth person's body moves parallel, drifting and retreating abruptly.

"The third sword!"

Lin Feng's eyes did not blink for a moment, but also a blood light bloomed, like a shadow, spit out the sword.

"Out!"

The ninth man was forced to retreat by Lin Feng and snorted coldly. The terror of Zhenyuan trembled and made his sword disappear. His steps would not retreat any more. He stepped out one step. The force of terror oppressed Lin Feng's body and made him tight all over.

"Hang!"

Lin Feng gave a cold drink. The bloody sword light ran across the sky and the sky was full of blood light. One sword followed another. In the void, there was a piercing blood word.

Seven swords in a row, seven swords as fast as lightning, seven swords in one go, each sword is wonderful to the top.

"Good sword technique!"

The eighth man exclaimed, wonderful, Lin Feng's sword technique is too exquisite, every sword is so perfect, to force people into the Jedi, and the power of each sword is so powerful, but it is a pity that Lin Feng is facing the ninth man. If it was him, he would be in a mess now.

"Ten one sword, kill!"

Lin Feng roared and chopped his sword on the blood character, which turned into a bloody prison, which contained endless meaning of Kendo and attacked the ninth man.

The ninth man stepped back again and again, all over his body was terrible. Zhenyuan Lidao was howling, but there was a blood character on his clothes. It can be seen that Lin Feng's seven swords almost penetrated his body just now.

"Go away!"

The ninth person is full of terrible Zhenyuan power. The vast Zhenyuan suddenly bursts out in front of him. The roaring sound spreads out. The terrible Zhenyuan falls on the blood character, and the thick Zhenyuan is strangled and annihilated by the blood character.But in the end, the bloody sword characters were annihilated in Zhenyuan.

"Well?"

The ninth person raised his head and immediately saw Lin Feng's body leaping up. All the blood on the sword was covered with blood.

"Chop!"

Lin Feng's body and Blood Sword seem to merge into one, drinking blood 13 swords, and the 12th sword is cut and killed. The man and the sword are united!

"Hiss!"

The sword breaks through all the shackles, penetrates through many real yuan forces, and the bloody light invades the ninth person's body. The sword is constantly pressed down, and with a light sound, the sword falls on the top of the ninth man's head.

"It's terrible." The eighth man's heart trembled fiercely, but at this time, his eyes coagulated, and he saw a line of figures rushing towards this side, a group of identical ghosts, a beautiful woman.

In addition to the woman, there was a man running after him.

"It's all here."

His eyes were slightly frozen, and the seven people in front of him had no power to resist. They were wiped out directly, revived and wiped out again.

"Boom

The eighth man only felt the darkness in front of him, and his body was covered by endless figures, and then many figures passed over him.

"Get out of here." The ninth man drank a lot, and all the terrible power bloomed. Lin Feng only felt his body trembled violently and retreated madly.

However, his figure was directly caught by others. It was a soft embrace, which made his eyes slightly stagnant. Looking back, he saw Tang youyou's figure.

Tang youyou is the second one.

Tang youyou beautiful eyes twinkle, showing a touch of color, and then said: "go quickly."

After that, her body was rolled down, and the ghosts oppressed the ninth person, burying the ninth person's body in an instant.

"Forget her art of thousand shadows."

Lin Feng was shocked, and then he was not surprised that Tang youyou was the second to arrive. Tang youyou's Qianying skill turned into Qianying. How powerful was it that a thousand people came out together? How could the speed be slow.

"Where to go."

A terrible pressure came, more terrible than the ninth man. Lin Feng looked back and saw the imperial mausoleum and Duan Wudao following closely. Tang youyou seemed to be competing with them for time.

The ninth person is entangled in the countless shadows of Tang youyou. Lin Feng and Tang youYou're crazy and fly to the other end of the Jiaoqiao bridge. Hurry up and do your best.

"Boom, boom!"

One after another, the illusions disappeared, and a terrible breath came forward. The phantom transformed by Tang youyou died all the way. Lin Feng's consciousness felt it. Emperor Mausoleum and Duan Wudao were oppressed.

"And a hundred meters."

Tang youyou murmured, only a hundred meters before they could go out. Is it really necessary to fail at this last moment.

"Thousand shadows!"

With a roar, Tang youyou spits out a mouthful of blood, and her body incarnates again, blocking behind with the skill of human wall.

"Boom

The power of destruction came, and thousands of figures piled together were destroyed together. However, in a very short time, Lin Feng and Tang youyou came to the exit.

In front of them, there were jade spoons arranged in order, on which were engraved the numbers from one to sixty-eight.

"You take the first one."

Tang youyou said, but Lin Feng didn't have time to hesitate. He reached for a copy and put the top jade spoon in his hand. Then he rushed out of the Jiaolong Grottoes!

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