Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

It was just a trick. Xie Shaotian defeated Ding Xiadong of the Astral Sect, or treated him with his own way, and wounded himself with his own poison.

This scene shocked many people present. The game was so fast that ordinary tourists didn't see how Xie Shaotian counterattacked, and it ended directly.

"This is the end?"

"Ding Xiadong hurt herself, right?"

"Absolutely, I didn't expect the stars to send a brain damage."

Everyone in the Astral Sect was already very angry. Hearing the words of the audience in the stands, the Astral Sect elder almost spit out blood.

"Self-harm, I **** you uncle, why don't you harm yourself, a bunch of rubbish."

The elders of the Astral Sect screamed, even though he was in his 50s or 60s, he was too angry and he naturally didn't care about it.

"Leave me all!"

A group of disciples of the Astral Sect carried Ding Xiadong and left directly with the elders of the Astral Sect. Isn't it embarrassing to stay still after losing?

The spectators naturally did not affect their mood because of this, and even many people did not know that the elders of the Astral Sect were angry, and the game continued.

"The next stage will be the second stage of competition. Two hundred and fifty-six people will compete for one hundred and twenty-eight qualifications."

The competition is naturally cruel. Every stage has to eliminate half of the people. If you win, you will be promoted. If you lose, you will be eliminated. There is no resurrection.

"Ning Gu Miao Jia Miao Er Dao vs. Shenlong Teacher's disciple Xiao Toutuo."

The big knife on the back of Miao Erdao was really eye-catching, and it caused many people to talk about it as soon as he came on the court.

"Isn't Miao Erdao the heir of the Miao family?"

"No, he has inherited his father's mantle. As long as he reaches the middle stage of the master, he can directly become the owner of Miaojiazhuang."

"I've seen that big sword. It's Miao Yidao's weapon. It used to be famous all over the world with this treasured sword."

"I heard that Miao Erdao's talent is higher than his father, so you really should be a dragon from the Miao family."

The people on the other side are disdainful, because they only pay attention to Miao Erdao, but not the Dwarf Tuo of Shenlong Sect.

"Don't forget that Ayotutuo is the son of the leader of the Shenlong Sect and has inherited his magic."

"Look, there is always one loser."

The two fought against each other, Miao Erdao untied the coarse cloth tied with the treasured sword on his body, and looked at Dwarf Tuo calmly.

The tip of his knife was on the ring, emitting a dazzling light, making a group of spectators unable to open their eyes.

"Fighting with you, I am afraid that others will think that I am bullying the small."

"Fart, I'm twenty, older than you."

"I can rest assured that."

Miao Erdao directly shot, and the tip of the knife swept across the ring, directly driving a fire, a powerful knife intent mixed with internal strength, and directly forced towards the short head.

Dwarf Tuo smiled coldly in his eyes, displayed his magical powers, dodged the big sword directly, and slapped Miao Erdao's chest with a palm. The power was not weak.

"Why is it so powerful, the two are inextricably difficult to distinguish."

"This has been played for two hundred rounds, and it is really strong."

However, the elders and even the head of the various factions present did not think so, they all saw that Miao Erdao had left their hands.

"Dwarf, he is teasing you."

Gao Toutuo said anxiously, but it was useless.

"Take you to test the knife to end."

Miao Erdao's bangs stroked lightly, and the broad sword flew directly high into the air, and he also leaped up, caught the broad sword, and slashed down with an unparalleled momentum.

Dwarf Tuo's expression changed suddenly, he wanted to stop, but he couldn't resist such a powerful sword intent.

Miao Erdao's knife stopped a few minutes away from Aitutuo's shoulder, and if it were dropped, his shoulder would definitely be removed.

"Give up."

"Give up, we give up."

Gao Toutuo hurriedly said that it was fortunate for others to show mercy.

"Su Yan is happy, I haven't seen such a powerful master."

Su Yan nodded faintly, pretending to be very different, and there was no surprise at all.

"Your expression is too dull, I almost peeed my pants when I saw this game for the first time."

"That's your exclusive."

"What are you talking about? Say it again." Qiao Mai suddenly raised his sleeves.

"Murong Yu vs. Nangong Wuji!"

Many people are deceived. Don't you try not to let the strong fight against each other? The genius children of these two families met so soon.

In the face of everyone's doubts, the organizer did not explain, and everything followed the rules.

Both of them stepped onto the ring and smiled at each other.

"I didn't expect we met so soon." Nangong Wuji smiled, but there was a cruel smile in his smile.

"Yes, there will be such a game after all." Murong Yu looked relatively plain.

"Go ahead."

The two directly fought against each other, the speed was lightning fast, ordinary people could not see the two of them at all, and even the strong martial artist could only see a few afterimages.

Only the strong in the realm of the masters can see the match between the two clearly, which is called a fast speed.

The two of them naturally did not have the slightest fancy, and one shot was a trick, and there could be no reservations.

Because they are all strong, know the roots and know the bottom line, and will lose with the slightest carelessness, and no one is willing to fail, all yearning for success.

Nangong Wuji used her own unique skill-Feitian She, and countless spiritual powers attacked Murong Yu like flying rain, without the slightest retreat.

Murong Yu's face was cold, and his lips muttered silently: "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, a hundred schools of martial arts, break!"

The spiritual power like the rain in the sky was broken by Murong Yu, and the entire arena collapsed. You must know that this arena was made of extremely strong synthetic diamonds.

"The sky is full of rain, the stars are shining, Fei Tian She!"

Nangong Wuji used it again. The difference was that this time the rain was not like rain, but ice skates.

Murong Yu's face was tense, and his secrets were used to the extreme. As long as he managed to smash c, he could win.

"Why is there a ring of ice in the arena!"

"The fighting inside was too fierce, and the spiritual power radiated, causing the air to freeze!"

"My God, how powerful this is!"

Ordinary people don't know, but people in the martial arts world naturally know that there are bound to be many strong people present.

Ordinary people just think that the organizer has added it for effect, but it is also extremely exciting.

"Who's winning?"

"Waiting for the ice to break!"

"Murong Yu is standing!"

"This game, Murong Yu wins!"

Xu Jiao sighed and said, "The Murong family's'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, a hundred schools of martial arts' is really strong enough."

"Naturally, this secret can be learned from the strengths of a hundred schools. Although rough and unbearable, it is terrifying to cultivate to the extreme." Tang Sect Tang San frowned.

Even Su Yan in the stands has a slight interest in this method, of course, he will not directly grab it, let's talk about it later.

At the end of the game, the young hall master Xie Shaotian of Pilitang played next, and he was actually facing Xu Jiao.

"Xu Jiao, come on!"

"Goddess, come on!"

Many people cheered and shouted for her, and they were all her loyal fans.

And Xie Shaotian still had an evil smile, looking at Xu Jiao and said, "Being my woman, you are worth having."

"Bah, shameless, see if I am tearing your mouth."

"I will be softer when dealing with girls, two tricks will let you off the ring."

Xie Shaotian stroked Xu Jiao's cheek with one stroke, and then shot Xu Jiao again. Xu Jiao was shot out of the ring by his palm, and there was no way to fight back.