Poof!

During Ye Chen's meditation, Zhou Ao once again spurts blood on the battle platform. His whole body is covered with blood and bones. When he steps back, he will show cracks in the steps of the battle platform. His congenital vigorous Qi armor also becomes dilapidated, and his breath unconsciously becomes disordered and even listless.

Maybe he didn't know when he was so weak. In the same generation, he was beaten like this in only two rounds.

"I don't believe..." Zhou Ao roared and forced to gather Qi. He mixed vigorous Qi and spiritual power, and then smeared his bloody fingers on the sword. The mixed vigorous Qi and spiritual power were madly infused into the killing sword.

Zheng! Zheng!

Before the sword came out, the sword mountain in Zhou Ao's hand was haunted by terrible sword spirit, and there was also thunder and lightning tearing. Anyone who looked at it knew that the power of Zhou Ao's sword was absolutely incomparable.

"It's a secret skill similar to the wind spirit formula of elder martial brother Nie." Ye Chen saw through Zhou Ao's secret skill.

"It's not weak." Nangongyue, who has not spoken for a long time, said, "but on the secret arts, Zhou Ao's next secret method is not as powerful as Nie's Fengshen Jue. He is famous for his defense, and the attack is obviously not as terrible as defense."

At the moment, everyone is staring at the platform.

Everyone wants to see whether Zhou Ao can get close to Ji ningshuang, because from the beginning of the war to now, Zhou Ao has been beaten back, and he has never stepped ten feet from Ji ningshuang.

Zheng! Zheng!

The hum of Zhou Ao's sword killing was particularly harsh. The surrounding sword was so strong that even the sword in his hand was scratched and the thunder and lightning was even dazzling.

He is brewing a powerful stunt, in contrast, Nagi coagulate frost, but it is still light, there is no unnecessary look fluctuation.

Innate sword formula!

With a roar of Zhou Ao, he stepped out, as fast as the wind, and pointed his sword at Ji ningshuang.

This sword is really domineering. It makes people think that Zhou Ao is not holding a sword, but a divine awn. The air that collides all the way creates sparks and distorts the space.

Zheng!

At this time, Ji ningshuang's tone was raised by one point. She could see that she had spiritual power around her fingertips, instilled it on the string, and gently pulled the string until a second later.

Zheng!

The sound of Qin became more and more harsh. People could not help but cover their ears. When they looked at it again, they found that what they gathered was an incomparable three color sword.

Under the attention of the public, Zhou Ao's long sword collides with Ji ningshuang's three color sword, which suddenly bursts into a hot spirit. Many of the shaking disciples can't help but cover their eyes.

Zheng!

It's a sword with two and a half handles, and it's a sword with two and a half ends.

This scene shocked everyone. Zhou Ao's sword was incomparable. It was a sword that must be killed, but Ji ningshuang broke it from the front, and the long sword was cut in two.

Poof!

Everyone was shocked to see that Ji ningshuang's three color sword light pierced Zhou Ao's body. The terrible Qin sound and sword Qi carried by the three color sword spread to Zhou Ao's body in an instant.

Poof!

Poof!

Zhou Ao has not yet landed, he has begun to spray blood, until landing, is a pool of blood, the whole person has fainted.

"This... This is a failure?" Those watching the war from all directions were staring at the battle platform.

"The first true story of Qingyun and the inborn vigorous Qi that can't be broken by Vajra all failed to survive three rounds."

"Is the body of Xuanling going against the heaven?" When everyone looked at it, Ji ningshuang had stepped down from the battle platform like a gust of wind and sat down gently. Her face could not bear any waves from the beginning to the end. Even her breath was as symmetrical as before. It was like beating a true disciple without any effort.

"It took only three rounds to defeat the first true story of Qingyun." Yang Dingtian's faces were not good-looking. "They were so old and cultivated that they had such terrible fighting power. If they really grew up, no one in the three schools could compete with them."

For a moment, a thick haze has covered the whole venue. The four parties, Qingyun sect and Hengyue sect have changed their looks. Ji ningshuang's strength makes them feel a strong threat.

Perhaps, it seems that Ji ningshuang is not enough to threaten them, but ten years later, a hundred years later, Ji ningshuang may have been unable to check and balance, and the pattern of Da Chu will change because of her.

Either kill Xuanling's body, or have a good relationship with Zhengyang sect.

Except for hengyuezong and Qingyun Zong, the rest of the major forces all have such an abacus in mind. Otherwise, if Xuanling's body really grows up, it will be a great disaster for them.

Naturally, basically all forces tend to have a good relationship with Zhengyang sect. It is easy to kill one person. But how difficult is it to kill Xuanling? Does Zhengyang sect know the importance of Xuanling?Since they know the importance of Xuanling's body, they will certainly send many strong people to protect them. No one will dare to take the risk to kill them. Otherwise, if they are careless, they will certainly cause trouble.

"Now perhaps you should understand that some of zongmen's decisions are sometimes unavoidable." On the seat, Chu xuan'er couldn't help but look at Ye Chen beside her and said, "her existence has threatened our hengyuezong. Some decisions made by Xu zongmen may be inhumane, but they are all for the sake of zongmen."

"I understand." Ye Chen gently nodded, "but I still don't approve of zongmen secretly assassinating Ji ningshuang."

"You have your consideration." Chu xuan'er whispered.

"Hengyue Zongji coagulates frost and wins." While they were talking, Wu Changqing had announced the result, and his voice was very loud. As he said this, he did not forget to glance at the direction of Qingyun sect.

Hum!

Gongsun Zhi uttered a cold hum, his face was livid and ugly.

When the three big matches entered the competition, he was still a little gloating, because hengyuezong would lose worse than them. But now it seems that one of his least favored hengyuezong's disciples made it to the final, and his qingyunzong, since the moment Zhou Ao was defeated, showed that their nine true stories had been completely destroyed.

So far, the third round of the three big match finals have come to an end.

Today, zhengyangzong is still the biggest winner. Three of the four who advanced to the final were zhengyangzong and the remaining one was Ye Chen of hengyuezong.

"Even if we lose in the final, we will be proud of the home game again."

"There is another Ye Chen in hengyuezong."

"He? forget it! Han Jun, Hua Yun, Hua Yun and Ji ningshuang, the third true biographer of Zhengyang sect, take out one of them without hanging him. They are not at the same level as Bai Yi. "

Many forces stood up one after another, sighing deeply. Today, they witnessed too many impossibilities. A man named Yuanjing of hengyuezong defeated the fourth true biography of Zhengyang sect, which shocked them severely.

However, Ji ningshuang, the body of Xuanling, defeated Qingyun No.1 zhenzhuan in only three rounds. This shock was even greater than ye Chen's defeat of Bai Yi. Although the duel time was not long, it was absolutely brilliant. Such a battle record is basically unprecedented, and it is rarely seen in future generations.

Hum!

When Gongsun Zhi took people by, he took a gloomy look at Cheng Kun on the high seat, and walked away in dismay.

However, when Yang Dingtian took people away, Cheng Kun could not help but get up, and his cold eyes crossed Yang Dingtian and others, and finally fell on Ye Chen. During this period, there was more than one killing opportunity overflow.

"Ye Chen, you will die miserably tomorrow." Cheng Kun did not speak out, but spread the word, which was only heard by Ye Chen.