On the side of the ancient ware gate, only 13 disciples were promoted to the tenth round.

Xia Shan'er and Ning Xiaoyao are also promoted.

The two women each won a jade card.

The 50 friars in the 10th round got the number card and went back to their seats.

"The 10th round of challenge arena battle of Qianqiu martial arts officially begins. The first ancient weapon, menning, is against the second Zhaoyang Zong, Dingqing." Rocheng begins to announce the match information.

Ning Xiaoyao happens to be number one. She holds the jade card and falls in the middle of the challenge arena.

"Come on, saint!"

"The saint will win, win this one!"

At the stand of the ancient ware gate, many disciples shouted loudly to cheer for Ning Xiaoyao.

"Sister demon, you will win!"

Xia Shan'er also clenched her pink fist, but she was not shy. She shouted for Ning Xiaoyao.

Ning Xiaoyao is lucky. Her opponent is a monk at the peak of the later half immortal period of Zhaoyang sect. Her accomplishments are not as good as her own.

Shen Lang glanced at the monk of Zhaoyang sect who was fighting with Ning Xiaoyao. He knew that there was no suspense. He just closed his eyes.

At the beginning of the duel, there was no suspense.

Ning Xiaoyao starts with a fifth level Fairy Art "frost dragon comes down from the sky". He seals the immortal weapon of the disciple of Zhaoyang sect and forces the other side to surrender and dare not fight again.

After all, for Banxian, the fifth level fairy art can kill people, and the disciple of Zhaoyang sect dare not joke about his own life.

In this way, Ning Xiaoyao has no pressure to advance to the final round.

All the disciples of the ancient ware sect cheered, and the elders all smiled. Ning Xiaoyao took a place first, which was to stabilize people's hearts.

It's a pity that the disciples of the ancient ware sect are not as smooth as Ning Xiaoyao.

The monks who can advance to the 10th round are all half immortals at the peak level.

After Ning Xiaoyao, two disciples of the ancient weapon sect lost the challenge arena battle.

When morale was low at the gate of ancient artifacts, Luo Cheng shouted loudly: "next, the 11th gate of ancient artifacts will be shenlang against the 12th gate of ancient artifacts, Lu Peng."

"Wow!"

Luo Cheng's voice just dropped, and the ancient utensil door burst open.

"Damn, it's too bad. It's fighting with the monks!"

"Well, it's a waste of space."

"Senior brother Lu Peng and senior brother Shen Lang......"

There is a lot of discussion among the disciples of ancient artifacts.

All the elders looked at each other with dissatisfaction. The disciples were finally promoted to the tenth round, but unexpectedly there was a struggle with each other.

There is no doubt that the ancient gate suffered a great loss.

"Elder martial brother, here..." Xia Shan'er's eyebrows are frowning. Although she has a simple mind, she can guess that Lu Peng did it on purpose.

"Ha ha, I finally have a chance to fight with Shen Lang, which is just what I want!"

Lu Peng has a grim smile on his lips.

Shen Lang glances at Lu Peng. It's no wonder that this guy just followed him. He peeked at the serial number of his jade card and deliberately picked out a jade card with the adjacent serial number.

Ning Xiaoyao's jade feet gently kicked Shen Lang and said, "Shen Lang, give Lu Peng's stubborn guy some color to see and win the battle!"

Shen Lang was a little surprised, and the voice replied, "I will do my best."

In full view of the public, Lu Peng took the lead in flying out of the ancient gate stand. Like a gymnast, he had a 360 ° back somersault and landed on the challenge arena.

Shen Lang also flies to the challenge arena and stands with Lu Peng.

There was a commotion inside and outside the square. The disciples of the ancient utensil door didn't know who to refuel. They could only watch in silence.

The other six disciples of the immortal sect were all gloating.

Xia Shaner's face is complicated. She always feels that elder martial brother Lu Peng is sinking deeper and deeper. She's always so mean. I don't think there will be any good results.

Ning Xiaoyao is happy to go to the theatre. In the previous several challenge arena battles, Shen Lang hardly exerted his strength. This time I met Lu Peng. I should be able to see the real strength of Shen Lang.

She can't wait to see what this man can do to kill the yellow lion king.

In the center of the arena, Shen Lang and Lu Peng look at each other for a while, and the atmosphere is tense.

"Ah, younger martial brother Shen, I didn't expect that you and I would bump into each other. Elder martial brother is really upset!"

Lu Peng deliberately put on a sad look to cover up the secret joy in his heart.

Shen Lang is too lazy to break through Lu Peng's acting skills. He also enters the movie mode and says in a deep voice: "if we want to fight with brother Lu, I will be very sad, younger martial brother! Maybe as soon as I get excited, I will eliminate my elder martial brother. "

Hearing the sarcasm, Lu Peng's face suddenly darkened, but soon recovered as usual. He pretended with a smile: "usually, elder martial brother will let you do everything, but the quota of this hunting trial is too important. Elder martial brother can't let you any more. Elder martial brother, if you do something heavy, please don't blame me! "

"That's all. When I fight with others, I don't care what I do. You'd better pay attention to it!"

Shen Lang shrugged and sneered.

Seeing Shen Lang's arrogance, Lu Peng couldn't hold it. He wished he could kill this son of a bitch now. He snapped, "no more nonsense, younger martial brother

"The fifth stage fairy art, Gengjin looting thunder!"

Lu Peng quickly tied up a French seal with his hands, gave out a thunderous drink in his mouth, pushed out his hands, and made two spiral golden thunder beams in his palm.

"Boom!"

Two spiral golden thunder beams, like huge waves, came towards the sinking waves.

It's worthy of the five thunder method. Shen Lang was shocked by the powerful power of Gengjin's thunder attack. This time, Shen Lang didn't fight back with his sword. He wanted to try his new magic power.

"The fifth terrace magic, Guishui yinlei!"

With a light drink of Shen Lang, the whole body suddenly erupted into a huge black arc. The two hands were also pushed out. Two distinct black spiral thunder beams were hit in the palm, like two golden thunders hit by a raging tsunami.

The next moment.

"Boom!!!"

The golden thunder and the black thunder interweave and collide, burst out the harsh explosion sound, shaking the earth! The frightful energy collided around the square and was resisted by the defensive prohibitions raised around the square.

When two five thunder methods collided, qianqiucheng square seemed to have a magnitude-10 earthquake, which made all the monks watching the battle feel awe inspiring.

"Yes Guishui yinlei? No, it's impossible! How could you have learned that? "

Lu Peng held his breath and kept releasing the Gengjin thunder. He was surprised to find that Shen Lang was also using the five thunder method, which was the most difficult one to cultivate.

What's more surprising is the elder of the ancient ware gate in the grandstand.

"I'm not mistaken, is that five thunder, Fagui, water Yin thunder?"

"Look at that breath, it should be GUI Shui Yin Lei no doubt!"

"No, GUI Shuiyin thunder is the most difficult lightning stroke skill in the five thunder method. Nobody in our sect has learned it for tens of millions of years. How can a young disciple who has just started master the five thunder method?"

The elders of the ancient artifacts were shocked to see each other.

The old face of Nangong Mo, who has always been calm, moved a little, and his eyes turned to He Jian, who is still in shock. He Jian said indifferently, "elder He Jian, you are really religious!"