Chapter 1072: Battle of Eight Enters Four

Soon the day of the Great War came again, and this time there were more onlookers. This is a battle between the eight masters, which is definitely a rare sight.
After the middle-aged people talked nonsense as usual, they continued to draw lots. Unexpectedly, the first pair of opponents were drawn out, and there was an uproar below, which was another civil war.
Ling Risen was very clear to Bian Beiyi. These two guys were all playing soy sauce anyway. They simply guessed the Ding Husk in the ring and Bian Beiyi was eliminated.
Everyone asked in private below, what is the background of Ling Risen? It can be said that apart from the siege, he was completely recommended to the semi-finals.
Yun Ruoyu's complexion also became unwell, and he called a maid over and gave a few words in a low voice. The maid nodded and left quickly.
Because Zhao Yiming and the others have a large number of people, the second pair naturally picked one of them. The battle between Dongfang and Tian Liren was also a passionate collision.
Tian Liren looked at Yun Dongfang disdainfully and said: "You guys wouldn't be a scavenger, right? Your little white face is completely recommended for promotion, but his luck is really good, he can get a civil war every time."
Piao Dongfang snorted from his nose and said, "Luck is also part of strength. As long as you can win, we still see the truth under his hands despite what means he uses."
He said that this step was close to the opponent, and he hit directly with a fierce punch. His weapon was an opponent's stab, and he was definitely the king of close combat.
Tian Liren was able to fight all the way here, and his skills were extraordinary. He also used strange weapons. It was a pair of small shields that were placed on his arms. The edges of the shields were also very sharp.
Both of them took the route of the Eucharist, and their fighting styles were very similar. They were all close combat. They were fighting passionately in the arena, and the people below were applauded.
The two quickly kicked each other, and quickly spread to both sides, looking solemnly at the opponent, which was ready to make a big move.
Piao Dongfang's double fist drew a pattern on his chest, and then he shouted: "Heaven and Earth Overlord Fist." Then he saw a huge fire ball ejected from his fists.
Tian Liren didn't dare to neglect at this time, he also drew a pattern on his chest with both hands, and shouted, "Look at my ultimate defensive crystal dazzling wall."
A crystal wall appeared in front of him, the fireball hit the crystal wall, the crystal wall burst, and the entire fireball shrank sharply, and finally only the size of a fist was left and it hit his chest.
Tian Liren only had time to let out a scream, and the fireball pierced his chest. The bones all over his body were shattered and flew down the ring like a mass of rotten meat.
The atmosphere of the people underneath was also raised at this time, and they shouted loudly there. What they liked most was blood and killing. What they saw was blood spurting.
Su Cunyue was drawn next, and the opponent was Lin Risheng. He gently shook the folding fan in his hand, pretending to be chic and entered the ring.
Lin Risheng was also not good at Saobao. He wore a golden robe, and his face was arrogant, as if he was the pride of heaven.
The guy looked at Su Cunyue with contempt and said, "I heard that you came from a big city, but you can't get along in the family! I feel ashamed for you when I went to a medium-sized city to join my family.
If I were you, I would find a place to urinate and kill myself, but I wouldn’t be embarrassed if I didn’t come out. It would be hard to be pointed by others. "
Su Cunyue's face suddenly became gloomy, waving the folding fan in his hand, and said bitterly: "You guys don't take advantage of your tongue. You will know how stupid you are when you die in my hands."
He said that as he shook his figure, he waved his folding fan and rushed up, hitting the opponent's three dead spots like lightning. Obviously, he hated him very much.
Lin Risheng smiled proudly at this time. The weapon in his hand was a pair of iron wheels, which kept spinning, and the sharp saw teeth on his body showed his lethal power.
The two quickly fought together, and it was difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat for a while, and quickly retreated to each other, looking at each other solemnly.
Su Cunyue did not send out the Golden Dragon this time, but came up with flying sand and walking stones. It was obvious that he wanted to end the battle quickly so that he could determine his seat.
But I didn't expect Lin Risheng's clothes to emit a lot of golden light, which really made him look like a cloud of sun. All the wind and sand flew in front of him and immediately all gasified.
This guy pointed Su Cunyue with his finger and smiled disdainfully and said: "Do you think you alone have the magic weapon? This sun suit on me is definitely a good defensive weapon, and it can make me invincible. "
A sneer appeared on Su Cunyue's face, and she waved the folding fan in her hand again, and she saw that there seemed to be a hole in the void, and countless black water rushed out.
The water was like a small river, quickly sinking the other party in it, the black water kept wiping out the other party's golden light, and finally consumed the golden light.
Then the river water rushed on Lin Risheng's body, and the guy kept screaming. The river water was extremely corrosive and quickly corroded him into a skeleton.
At this time, there were only the last two people left, Cong Yulong and Feng Chen jumped onto the ring at the same time, and they didn't talk to each other, each waved their swords in their hands and rushed towards their opponents.
Feng Chen himself is a fast sword master, stabbing dozens of swords in an instant, and the angle of each sword is very tricky, making it difficult to prevent.
Cong Yulong is completely steady and steady, not seeking merit but no demerits, defending his own door tightly, and occasionally counterattack a few moves, can also beat the opponent in a hurry.
Every morning, after being unable to attack for a long time, I couldn't help feeling a little anxious. At this moment, I opened my imperial field, and there was sword energy in it, and he accelerated his speed.
Cong Yulong still looked calm, and continued to wield the long sword in his hand. This time he resorted to the rain-covering sword technique and began a full-scale assault.
This time he showed strong strength, and soon the opponent only had the power to parry and not fight back. Although the opponent had the imperial bonus, he was still not his opponent.
His blade turned again and suddenly transformed into a word electric sword. This sword was almost like a meteor, and it pierced his throat without giving the opponent any chance to react.
Feng Chen looked at him in disbelief. He didn't expect that he would die under the fast sword. It was really a big irony, and then he fell unwillingly.
The semi-finals have all been born, Zhao Yiming and the others have formed a comprehensive encirclement and suppression of their opponents, and one person will definitely enter the finals, and the situation is very good.