The four of them looked at the bamboo sticks in the hands of others, which could be said to be happy and sad.

"This is unfair. Senior Brother Shao Wendong and Senior Sister Chen Lin met early."

Tiankun Peak and the disciples of the Terrain Peak stood up and looked at the bamboo sticks in Shao Wendong's hand like those in Chen Lin's hand, showing anger.

Their meeting early means that one of them will lose the title.

This battle will eventually be decided.

The loser will compete for third place.

Liu Wuxie's opponent was Wen Haoran, and this result was already expected by Liu Wuxie.

The four of them walked towards the ring. In order not to affect the fighting of others, Liu Wuxie and Wen Haoran chose the left, Chen Lin and Wen Haoran chose the right, more than 500 meters apart.

It can not only ensure ornamentality, but also not affect the battle between each other.

"Liu Wuxie, you finally fell into my hands. You will definitely die in this battle."

The affairs of the black practice room made Wen Haoran hold a grudge and never had the chance to kill Liu Wuxie.

"A life-and-death battle!"

Liu Wuxie pointed the evil blade at Wen Haoran and said three words coldly.

Since that's the case, why talk nonsense? The battle of life and death is all.

"What, they are going to fight for life and death!"

Everyone thought they were crazy, and they came to this point and took the top four, so why did they choose such a crazy move?

Elder Tianxing showed displeasure, thinking that Liu Wuxie was too crazy, and he had a steady fight and there was still hope for the third place.

The entire martial arts performance suddenly became boiling, and even Shao Wendong and Chen Lin watched it together.

"This kid..."

Chen Lin smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

"When you attract attention, luck will always work out."

Shao Wendong showed a hint of chill, believing that Liu Wuxie was sensational. He only won the previous life-and-death battles when his opponent was weaker.

There is no such good luck next time. Wen Haoran is not an ordinary disciple. His strength is so strong that it is not easy for him to win.

"I don't think so, I always feel like he's hiding something."

Chen Lin's point of view was that she had talked to Liu Wuxie, but she didn't look like a targeted person.

There are all kinds of sayings, and most of them think that Liu Wuxie is crazy. This is not a normal person's behavior.

Hearing the battle of life and death, Wen Haoran hesitated for a moment, then a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's the point!"

Wen Haoran agreed to Liu Wuxie's life-and-death battle, and they remained unstoppable in this battle.

"It was Shao Wendong who asked you to do this. Even if you can't kill me, you should consume my true energy as much as possible and try to get a chance for him."

A mockery appeared at the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth, exposing Wen Haoran's little thoughts.

"So what can you do if you guessed it, you will die soon anyway."

Wen Haoran did not hide his thoughts. He admitted that Shao Wendong had mentioned this to him and tried every means to exhaust Liu Wuxie's true energy.

"Since that's the case, then fight!"

No matter how much I say, I will eventually find the truth behind my hands.

The strong murderous intent was released from the two of them unscrupulously and rushed around, and was wrapped in the entire arena.

"You are arrogant, let me end you!"

Wen Haoran pointed a wide sword in his hand at Liu Wuxie, and the sharp hurricane flashed, covering a radius of thousands of meters.

Liu Wuxie gently raised the evil blade, the ancient well on his face was not waved, and there was no change. Facing the fifth level of Tiangang, he still didn't know what the chance of winning was.

The one-palm shock to retreat Mu Yongyuan does not mean that his strength is much higher than the other party. At that time, Mu Yongyuan did not dare to fight too much and left in a hurry.

Wen Haoran has been hiding for so long, just waiting for the outer competition to become famous in one fell swoop. He is about to succeed and will definitely show all his strength.

The long sword slashed down in the air, and the terrifying huge waves rolled. Liu Wuxie's body moved and was almost swept away by the hurricane.

The power of this sword is extraordinary. Wen Haoran is a killer move from the way forward and does not give Liu Wuxie any chance.

"Good come!"

Liu Wuxie did not retreat but advanced, lifted up the evil blade in his hand and used the deadly sword technique.

There is no terrible waves of air or sharp sword energy, but it looks gentle.

The Hurricane Sword Technique takes a strong path, but Liu Wuxie does the opposite and uses the gentlest means to crack the Hurricane Sword Technique.

One strong and the other weak, two completely different ways of playing.

"Boom boom boom..."

Wherever the Hurricane Sword Technique passed, the bluestones on the ring kept exploding.

The place where Liu Wuxie was standing just now had long been razed to the ground, and the ring became riddled with holes and could no longer see its original appearance.

After stepping on the seven stars, Liu Wuxie avoided it, his body appeared on the side of the ring, and the evil blade suddenly slashed down.

It seems very fast, but in fact it is like thunder and lightning, and it arrives in the blink of an eye.

The two of them attacked very quickly. Each move and every move seemed to have been tempered and tried, but Liu Wuxie still did not exert the power of Tiangang.

He is waiting!

When Wen Haoran thinks he will win, he suddenly kills him, so that it will be interesting.

Facing Liu Wuxie's sharp sword aura, Wen Haoran was indifferent and cut the wide sword in his hand horizontally.

"Clang!"

Fires were everywhere, and Wen Haoran's wide sword was not Luo Mingyang's long sword, and its grade was much higher.

In this collision, both sides were evenly matched and no one could do anything to each other.

"Where did this kid come out? He can actually compete with the fifth level of Tiangang attack."

Later, the inner disciples almost popped out their eyes. They just learned from other people that they didn't believe it very much.

After seeing it with my own eyes, I realized that they were not lying. Liu Wuxie's strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

"This is so awesome. It's so great to go to the inner sect. Wouldn't it be a big step forward!"

The treatment enjoyed by the outer door cannot be compared with the inner door.

With Liu Wuxie's talent, if you enter the inner gate, you can rise strongly within three years.

The battle between Shao Wendong and Chen Lin has begun. The two are very familiar with each other's strength and are still testing each other.

In the end, you must use your ultimate move, and one move determines the outcome.

With ordinary moves, you can quickly distinguish the winner and lose.

They know each other very well, and they know clearly what skills and martial arts the other party practices.

In terms of ornamentality, it is far inferior to Liu Wuxie's side.

They are not familiar with each other. When attacking, they must not only guard against each other, but also kill the opponent.

The strong wave of air surged, and Liu Wuxie felt his arms numb. Wen Haoran's true energy was very pure, and it was definitely not comparable to Luo Mingyang.

Wen Haoran's face changed. At the moment of collision, he seemed to hit a mountain.

The power that was fed back almost shattered the tendons in his arms, and a trace of solemnity flashed deep in his eyes.

The force activates the true energy, and the terrifying hurricane is like a whirlpool, and Liu Wuxie is deeply trapped in it.

This should be the most powerful trick of Hurricane Sword Technique, and Wen Haoran dared not be careless.

"What's going on? After only three rounds of battle, Wen Haoran sacrificed a hurricane vortex. Could it be that Liu Wuxie can really threaten him?"

Xuan Mingfeng's disciple stood up and looked at the changes on the ring in confusion.

This is illogical. Logically, Wen Haoran should have killed Liu Wuxie long ago.

The moment the vortex was formed, Liu Wuxie's eyes shrank, and the evil blade was raised again and forced to slash it down.

"Three Deathly Styles!"

Although the three death-taking styles are not as changeable as the fourth style, the attack strength of the third style is stronger.

"Boom..."

There was a shaking sound from the space, and the deacon standing under the ring could not bear it, and his body quickly retreated.

There was a wave in the whirlpool in the middle of the ring, and it was on the verge of rupture.

"Liu Wuxie, it's useless, you will definitely die today!"

Wen Haoran let out a sharp roar, and the wide sword in his hand suddenly pressed down, and the vortex continued to spread around, becoming bigger and bigger.
To be continued...