The third round of the competition officially begins.

Xu Yi entered the illusion ring through the vortex, and a light flashed just now on the opposite side.

It was a young man in a black suit, holding a slender knife in his hand, slightly curved, and a cold and sharp luster.

Obviously, this is a magic weapon.

He also carried a stick-like thing on his back, wrapped in white cloth, and he couldn't see what it was.

The peak strength of the ninth-grade Tianling Realm, the sharp eyes with strong murderous intent, all told Xu Yi that the other party was not easy to mess with.

If you didn't meet Xu Yi, it would be fine for this guy to enter the third round.

Unfortunately, I was not lucky and stopped when I met Xu Yi.

"war!"

The moment the barrier disappeared, the young man shouted softly, his body flickered, and he rushed straight towards Xu Yi with a huge pressure.

At the same time, on another illusory arena, a bald man looked at the boy wearing a linen cloth opposite him, and a faint grin appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You are really extraordinary in the face of my 16-year-old baby, but you are destined to lose in front of me, the Crazy Dragon."

The boy pursed his lips and said nothing, and there was a red mist surging around him.

In those eyes, a red light with extreme murderous intent appeared, which was breathtaking.

Wen Yang is completely different from when he first met Xu Yi.

The poor boy who was once humble in the dust and had to bow his head or even kneel down when he met any warrior. Now he is a strong man with Shura power, showing a trace of the prototype of the future Shura Killing God.

After the light curtain disappeared, Wen Yang's body suddenly disappeared.

When it appeared again, a sharp dagger stabbed hard on the bald man's head.

"A little trick of carving insects. Dragon grip! Come down with me!"

The bald man sneered, his right hand suddenly raised, and his illusory dragon claws grabbed Wen Yang.

Wen Yang immediately wanted to hide, but found that the inexplicable Qi was locked and could not avoid it at all.

The eyes were full of hostility, and a layer of blood-colored armor immediately appeared on Wen Yang's thin body, with an exaggerated shape.

boom!

Wen Yang was still caught by the bald man and punched him in the chest.

But while being smashed away, Wen Yang's dagger left a shallow scar on the other party's arm.

"puff!"

When he hit the barrier, Wen Yang spit out a mouthful of blood.

The strength of entering the Heavenly Spirit Realm is indeed much worse than the peak level of the Nine-grade Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Almost all those who can reach the third game of the second round are above the eighth level.

Wen Yang’s current strength is indeed not enough.

Can……

What is Shura?

Born for killing and for fighting.

Under the violent murderous intent and bloodthirsty desire, when encountering strong, you will be strong.

Only a strong enough enemy can make Shura grow rapidly.

"Xiaoyang, why don't you let me do it."

The voice of Qianyang Tianzun echoed in Wen Yang's mind.

"Along the way, the enemies I encountered were better than me!"

Wen Yang held the dagger tightly and spoke lightly: "But I believe that in the near future, they will eventually be stepped on by me one by one, overlooking me step by step to reach the highest peak!"

Qianyang Tianzun didn't speak anymore. In the chaos, a faint smile appeared on the illusory old face.

The desire to become stronger is so strong that he can become mediocre with the power of Shura that he has never heard of before?

"Come on the fight!"

Wen Yang was like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and he took the initiative to rush towards the grim bald man.

Another illusory arena.

The God of Heaven's Sword Intent was slashed heavily.

The Phoenix Fire swept across the world.

A graceful figure, like a god descending in the fire, emitted a bright white light around it, and the body of the god has reached its peak level, even though Xiao Shuai once said that the body of the god will become a shackle for the continued growth and progress of the white clothes in the future.

The extremely terrifying physical strength, the extremely sharp sword intent of the God of Heaven and Heaven of Heaven, and the Phoenix Fire spreading across a large scale.

The entire arena seems to have become the home court of Baiyi.

However, in this fire, there was a rock-like figure, which was subjected to endless attacks, and remained motionless from beginning to end.

A layer of black shield was wrapped around him, with unpredictable patterns on it, harder than a turtle shell.

The ring was shaking, but he was still unscathed.

"I have to admit that you are indeed very strong. You are only in the first-class Tianling Realm and have such terrible strength. If you are in the same realm as me, I am afraid I will lose a lot."

"It's a pity that there is no if! I, who is at the peak of the Nine-grade Heavenly Spirit Realm, is a natural barrier that you cannot overcome across nine small realms! Now, it's time for you to taste how terrible your attack is!"

The black shield around the young man was quickly absorbed by himself.

The next moment, there was a white light flashing on the surface of the young man's body and a magnificent flame sweeping over.

Above his head, a powerful sword intent that emitted a terrible aura, condensing the space.

Her eyes shrank slightly, and her fairy-like face covered by white veil was full of solemnity.

"Defeat!"

Boom boom boom boom...

The sword intent slashed down, and the entire arena was filled with violent explosions.

...

The third game of the second round.

Two thousand five hundred geniuses who stood out from 280,000 people.

The most tragic battles broke out between the demons and strong men from various sects in the vast southern region.

Not only Wen Yang and Bai Yi, but also Men Hua and others were all in a tough battle.

Besides Xu Yi and Xu Bai, only Shi Xiaofan is the only one who can truly gain the upper hand.

Let’s not talk about Xu Yi. The reason why Xu Bai was able to control battles and easily win was purely because of his rich and ultimate combat experience in his previous life.

You know, Xu Bai practiced to the entire Wanling Continent, Long Land and other places in his previous life, and had never appeared in the Guiyuan Realm.

If he hadn't given up everything and just wanted to start a new life, he would have been an absolute strong man standing at the top.

After returning from rebirth, his strength has not yet completely broken through to the Hongmeng realm, but combat experience has already determined everything.

All the other party’s methods were predicted in advance, so how could there be no reason to lose?

As for Shi Xiaofan...

This time, the opponent was not in a state of unstable state, nor did he make an accident like crushing crystal stones.

But the other party is a sword cultivator.

Even if you have comprehended the two kinds of sword intents, you will be at the peak of the ninth-grade Tianling Realm, and you will have a legendary sword in your hand.

Just because he is a sword cultivator, he has already lost against Shi Xiaofan.

"Your sword is mine."

At first, Shi Xiaofan was very excited to fight with the other party, but later he found that the opponent was too difficult and there was still the idea of ​​humiliating him. After cutting all his clothes into beggar costumes, Shi Xiaofan got angry.

As soon as the plundering sword intent came out, the legendary divine weapon immediately betrayed, but instead made the other party feel cold.

Shi Xiaofan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he didn't wait for the other party to beg for mercy and admit defeat, and wiped him into powder.

On the surface, he looks like a gentleman who looks as gentle as jade, but he is ruthless when he is cruel.
Chapter completed!