Chapter 365

There was no surprise in the next competition. Most of the players played at their normal level. It's worth mentioning that two of the night family's disciples were promoted. In the third round, they were Lu Yiyao from taiyizong, yesiyun and yesiwen from Yejia, fengjianyue from Fengjia, qianzhiyao from Qianjia, and Guan Zexian, the lucky man who had been on the sidelines.

The Murong family was not promoted to the top six. Murong batian on the referee's bench looked very ugly. If he hadn't estimated the family's face and the responsibility of the referee, he would have gone away.

Qianzhiyao of Qianjia is said to be the leader of the disciples of nailian yuan. Yesiwen is another disciple of the Yejia family who understands the meaning of sword. She is also one of the few female practitioners of sword cultivation. The disciples of the Yejia naijianxiu family are proud of sword cultivation, and yesiwen is one of the best.

Her appearance and name are seriously inconsistent. She is tall and straight, valiant and valiant. Between her eyebrows is Jian Xiu's unique sharp color. Even her dress is different from the fairyland and shining nuns around her. Instead, she is a slim and narrow sleeve Hu suit. She is heroic and has a unique style.

The third round of the competition soon began, and Guan Zexian was the happiest of the six. He just hit the No. 1 plate and jumped up as soon as his name was read. He was so excited and excited that he had to shout to the melon eating audience.

Murong Ling couldn't help shaking her head. "Last time I saw the child looking at him, he was still in normal spirit. Why didn't he see him for more than a month and become stupid? Was it a big chance to stimulate him?"

Last time in the Crystal Palace, Murong Ling's eyes were not cured, and she didn't know the details of the relationship between mu Yuanxin and Guan Zexian. However, Li cangmin knew that Guan Zexian's temperament was quite out of control. It was also because Mu Yuanxin was under pressure that she didn't show her nature. Now it is estimated that it was because the master closed the door and didn't control her and began to release herself.

But instead of explaining to Murong Ling, he nodded in praise, "Ling Er is right."

Yesiyin, who was looking at the challenge arena solemnly, could not help muttering in his heart. It turned out that Shizu and shigrandmother would laugh at people behind their backs. It didn't look cold at all

However, when he looked at Guan Zexian again, he had to admit that his grandmother was quite right. In particular, Guan Zexian's opponent is yesiwen, who must become an enemy.

Guan Zexian knew that Master Li was watching, so he arched his hand to yesiwen politely, "night fairy, the sword has no eyes, please be careful."

However, all the sword practitioners are straightforward and straightforward. Even if yesiwennai was a nun, she didn't see any more softness. When she heard the words, she gave a cold glance. "Don't talk nonsense. If you want to fight, you can fight. What are you talking about?"

After hearing a clear sword sound, the sharp edge suddenly flashed. Yesiwen had already cut off Guan Zexian with his sword. Guan Zexian was the Dharma practitioner of huolinggen, and his attack power was not weak. However, he did not dare to fight with Jianxiu. He quickly sacrificed his magic weapon and started to set fire. His spirit root was pure, his magic weapon was powerful, and the fire was hot, The friars under the challenge arena noticed that the heat was retreating one after another. They watched the fire on the challenge arena from a distance, and their fighting spirit was high.

One sword can break ten thousand methods, and the body is like an iron wall. Ordinary water and fire can't bring fatal damage at all. In addition, ye Siwen understands the meaning of water sword, which is just like Guan Zexian's fire method. Where the sword comes from is full of water vapor, and they fight with each other quite well.

If they go on, they can only win by the amount of energy reserves, but Guan Zexian still has no means to use. He is not only a huolinggen monk, but also an array monk.

Suddenly, he took out a top-grade spirit weapon of Sinan type from the heaven and earth bag. He picked up Sinan's spoon and waved it to yesiwen. Then, a brilliant light curtain enveloped her. Within the scope of the light curtain, thunderstorms began to add and thunderbolt down to yesiwen.

Night thinking Wen does not know the array. Naturally, he does not know where the array is. He can only deal with thunderstorms while breaking the array violently, crackling and splashing fire. The array keeps shaking and has a tendency of instability. Guan Zexian is sweating and constantly urges the internal forces to maintain the array. The spoon in his hand is shining, and the power of the array is even better.

Yesiwen was in a mess. His physical strength and strength were not enough, and the speed of breaking the battle became slower. Guan Zexian couldn't bear to look at it and cried, "night fairy, you give up."

"How can we lose the sword repair?"

In yesiwen's eyes, the light was amazing. Her straight back was like a cypress tree, tough and unyielding. She was full of all the strength in her body. She cut through the Dharma array and said, "I'd rather bend than bend!"

Boom!

The Dharma array was torn by her startling sword, and the night thinking text flashed out from the crack. At that moment, her whole body was full of vitality and spiritual light, just like an immortal.

People gape at her, trance way, "this is a breakthrough in the battle?"At the moment when she broke out, yesiwen's vitality was exhausted, but she didn't fall down. Instead, she stood upright with her sword, and the vitality of heaven and earth poured into her body, just like a god of war.

Guan Zexian is also shocked. He is at a loss when he looks at yesiwen who is advancing. In the past, there were no friars advancing in the challenge arena. Unexpectedly, he met him.

Night chengshuang, the referee, flew to the challenge arena for the first time to protect yesiwen. He said to the referee, "yesiwen admits defeat."

In this case, we can't fight any more.

Guan Zexian was depressed and always felt that he had won. "Night master, I can wait for the night fairy to wake up and fight again."

If a monk does not advance in time and gets hurt, he will be in danger of falling down and leaving a hidden wound. Yesiwen is an elite disciple of the clan, so yechengshuang will not risk his disciples for the sake of ranking.

So he shook his head and said, "thanks to Xiaoyou's failure to interrupt the progress of Siwen, it's a matter of right to win with Xiaoyou's strength."

What he said is true. After yesiwen broke out of the battle, Guan Zexian had more power to trap her in the battle. Only when he found that she had a sign of advancement, he withdrew. Yesiwen was a person with clear mind. If she was a narrow-minded person, yesiwen would be seriously injured.

Guan Zexian blushes, but he doesn't go down directly. Instead, he accompanies ye chengshuang in the challenge arena to wait for ye Siwen's advanced stage. He thinks that he should ask ye Siwen's opinions before deciding whether to win or lose. This is the most basic respect for his opponent.

Every monk with a tough heart deserves respect.