Chapter 222: 　Top 12

"boom!"
The war broke out directly.
This time, the first shot turned out to be Black Sword Qin Long.
Too much resentment accumulated in his heart.
I think he was the first person in the top 100 list, but he was challenged by the four people who couldn't wait to take the stage. Where did he put his face?
"Hey!"
The slender black knife appeared in his hand, like a dark crescent moon, swallowing light. Only this blackness would not only devour light, but also life.
The black knife cut out a dark light, tearing it to the translator, trying to consume his life.
"Humph!"
Facing this sword, in the arrogant position of the translation, the pace is like a dragon and a snake walking, the shadow of the fist dances, bringing out the afterimage of the road, and a domineering wind spreads from his body.
"Dragon Elephant Fist."
The vigorous energy and blood quickly formed under the fists of the interpreter, and vaguely condensed into the shape of a dragon elephant, a domineering aura that was hard to hide swept away, and even the roar of the dragon elephant rang.
Dragons and elephants are fierce things, this punch has a great reputation in the Clear Sky School, but there are still very few disciples who can cultivate to this level.
This punch of the translation naturally attracted the attention of many people, and there was a look of surprise in the eyes.
"Boom!"
Long Xiangquan is very strong, directly smashing the black light.
But Qin Long stared at the dragon elephant fist that was getting closer and closer, and there was a dignity flashing in his eyes. He could feel the tyrannical part of this blow, and naturally did not dare to neglect.
The strong who was left from the previous session and refused to break through should not be taken care of by anyone, even if he is the first person on the top 100 list...
The black knife stood in front of him, with the tip of the knife pointed downwards, and stood intently.
Buzzing!
Qin Long was in a static state, suddenly there was a darker blood surging out of his body, and then all rushed into the black knife, vaguely...the black knife spread out a dark halo, condensed into a flower A black lotus is wrapped around the black knife.
"Break through all laws with one blow."
Qin Long's black hair fluttered freely, and his arrogance was revealed in a single word.
As soon as the voice of the tyrant sword sounded in the cold, the black sword suddenly exploded with a terrifying evil spirit, and then the black sword countered the battle, carrying countless black lotus flowers, and collided with the dragon elephant fist.
"Boom!"
A huge noise swayed through the ring.
The translator still has a sneer in his eyes, his strength is the body tempering and great perfection, and this dragon elephant fist is one of the very few Huang-level superior martial arts that outer disciples can practice.
With this dragon elephant boxing, he made it into the top 100 list of the outer door in one fell swoop.
What kind of black sword Qin Long is not even a fart in his eyes, and he has never seen it in his eyes.
"Crack, click."
However, not long after the sneer in the eyes of the interpreter appeared, it suddenly condensed.
In front of him, all the black lotus flowers shattered at the same time, and then turned into pitch black blood and poured into the black knife.
The black sword that absorbed the power of the lotus is deeper and thinner, and has become a thread.
"boom."
The huge dragon elephant fist was directly torn by the black light of the thickness of the thread, and then the blood storm of the dragon elephant fist shattered, turned around and pressed it towards the translator himself.
"Boom boom!"
The qi and blood storm that the dragon elephant fist turned into was controlled by the black knife, and once again condensed into the shape of a lotus flower, the interpretation was rigorously translated.
A trace of cold air quickly invaded his body, and the cold knife air seemed to freeze his blood and heart.
"Puff!"
Interpreter's body flew upside down in the sight of so many astonishments, and blood spurted out of his mouth from time to time. When the blood spurted out, it was arc-shaped, much like a black knife...
"you lose."
The black knife Qin Long's eyes were full of relief after exhaling.
If it were not for him to restrain himself as much as possible, I am afraid that the current interpreter has become a corpse.
By the way...and they...
His eyes swept over the fisherman, the sick king Ren Song, and the Tyrant Sword in turn, and finally...stopped on Ye Yusheng.
The last person is the one he wants to kill most.
This person dared to the eye of in his picture, there is no reason not to die.
...
"Ok?"
Ye Yusheng, who was fighting with Iron Arm Nan Kongzi, suddenly turned his head and met the gaze of the black knife Qin Long.
The black knife Qin Long raised his hand to wipe his neck, and a raging killing aura appeared in his eyes.
"Hey!"
Ye Yusheng raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and pointed upwards.
He was referring to the ring above.
The meaning is obvious, the next arena, you and I will fight again.
"Waiting for you!"
"Wow."
When the voice fell, Qin Long jumped directly to the next ring.
There are only six arenas on the next floor.
When Qin Long went up, he found that someone was already here, it was the emperor.
The emperor... will always be the first.
And his opponent has become a corpse.
Today's big match is finally dead.
But neither Elder Wei nor the masked deputy suzerain said anything, and seemed to be quite surprised by this scene.
The emperor and Qin Long looked at each other, and Qin Long took the initiative to look away. He hadn't planned to fight this man yet, and the two had different goals.
At this time, the battle below became more intense.
"boom!"
Donghong of Feiyufeng completely revealed its powerful combat power. His opponent was a strong man who suppressed his cultivation.
Compared with the translation that was defeated by Qin Long, Donghong is more than one better, but his opponent is also very strong, and the strength of Donghong is almost the same.
The two people have the same goals, and they are both in the top three places in this competition. This is the reason why they have suppressed the cultivation base so far, and no one is willing to take a step back.
At a certain moment.
"boom."
A huge explosion sounded, and the two figures flew backwards at the same time.
"open!"
Donghong shouted like thunder, with a strange light rising from his body, his aura rose wildly, his blood turned into a phantom and appeared behind him.
"boom!"
Behind Donghong, the phantom behind him also stretched out his hand and pressed against his opponent.
"You actually completed it..."
"boom!"
As soon as the opponent spoke, he was enveloped in the palm of the shadow.
"Boom!"
In the palm of the phantom, there seemed to be the sound of thunder exploding.
Then, when Donghong put away the phantom, his opponent had fallen softly to the ground.
Donghong won this battle.
But the price he paid was not small, and his body was obviously shaken.
He used this mysterious blow very reluctantly.
But the result was good, he still won.
As the third battlefield to tell the outcome, Donghong chose the third ring on the third floor, instead of standing with the emperor and Qin Long, he chose the position of defending the ring.
Donghong just showed the result here, and the other ring has the result.
I saw that the fishing line in the fisherman's hand seemed to interweave a large flame net, enveloping his opponent.
But the lantern that was always hanging on the fishing line was gone.
In an instant, the space inside the desire package became pitch black.
"what!"
With a scream, the fisherman jumped directly onto the fourth ring on the third floor.
boom!
As soon as he left, the included fishing line dispersed, the lantern lit up again and appeared on the fishing rod, and on the original ring, there was a figure with horror in his eyes.
Fisherman, victory.