The fifth is Zonghua of longjianfeng.

This guy, who was defeated by Di Ping's sword at the beginning, was not depressed for a period of time. Now he came out majestically again, carrying a big sword like a god of war, and his eyes were full of excitement, as if there were raging flames. It seemed that he had long been longing for today's war.

It seems to feel the eyes of Di Ping. Zong Hua looks at di Ping, and his eyes are shining. He seems to want to fight with di Ping.

But di Ping was amused. His eyes passed him and looked at the others.

The sixth is Tian Qianfan, the seventh is Jiyang, the eighth is Yuqi, and the ninth is Yuanqi.

The eleventh place is vacant. There is no one, and there is no one behind him. The only thing that can interest him is the top ten.

It's just that all the disciples of emperor Di's sword are really strong when they look at the platform.

It's a pity that Qingyun peak doesn't even have one, which makes him feel that this grand meeting seems to have nothing to do with him. He is just a bystander and can only watch the excitement.

There is no hope in this world. Just look at the next world. Can there be any disciples in Qingyun peak ranking? He glances down the stage and sees a group of soldiers who have been robbed. His eyes are shining. He knows that these people are also angry.

Bu Ze glanced at the three empty platforms and said:

"No.11, he Yannian is absent, the quota will be cancelled, and then the quota will be filled up!"

Di Ping smiles slightly. No wonder Tian Gu is reluctant to let him clean up he Yannian. He turns out to be No.11, but the twelfth one is Qu ge of Lianhua Jianfeng.

Qu picked up a bargain and won the 11th place without any hands. Although he only moved one place, he is still one step away from the top ten. Once he is in the top ten, his treatment will be different.

Bu Ze then said:

"Weng Ming on the 57th, Ji Hao on the 73rd, Bian Shou on the 95th... And so on, seven people fell down. Cancel the quota and make up in turn!"

In every world, there is a loss of zhenzhuan disciple, which is not surprising. However, the fall of seven people still makes Di Ping sigh, which shows how cruel Xuanyuan world is.

He didn't know that seven people were only a few. Tianjianzong once fell one third of the top 100.

This is also because these are the top 100 true biographies, one by one with strong strength, and those ordinary true biography disciples fall more.

The world is cruel. If practitioners want to make progress, they have to constantly search for and compete for resources. Some die in dangerous places and at the mouth of fierce animals, and others fight with other practitioners.

There are eight positions left in the back. For a moment, the eyes of the zhenzhuans of each peak are bright. If they can enter the top 100, they will get different status and treatment.

Bu Ze looked at the true biographies of each peak and was eager to try. There was a ray of satisfaction in his eyes. Tianjianzong needed this kind of vitality to inspire his disciples to strive forward.

Bu Zehong said:

"from now on, there are 92 people on the stage, and all zhenzhuans are qualified to challenge. Every zhenzhuan only accepts three challenges every day. The winner will stay on the stage, and the loser will automatically move down to the last place. When the top 100 places are finished, they will withdraw from the top 100. Now on!"

"I'll challenge you!"

As soon as Bu Ze's voice fell, a voice rang out, and a figure shot to the ninety second grandstand. He hugged a female practitioner on the stage and said: "elder martial sister Hongyan, long Jianfeng, challenge me!"

Hongyan is a true legend of four robberies in lianhuafeng. She looks serious. She knows that many people will challenge him in this position, because it's too tempting. As long as you beat her, you will have a chance.

Hongyan's hand moved, and a long blue sword appeared in her hand. She looked at Qian Zhen with a pretty eyebrow and said:

"please, younger martial brother!"

Hum!

The light is surging on the platform, and a light shield rises in an instant. The space on the platform changes and becomes a huge space in an instant.

At this time, the two people on the stage were not affected at all. They looked at each other and their breath was rising.

"I'm here, elder martial sister!"

A huge sword in Qian Zhen's hand suddenly roared, and his muscles burst out like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. He roared and rushed out. With one sword, he chopped at Hongyan. The sword thundered, and the powerful sword was tearing the sky.

Hongyan's eyes suddenly stood up, a sharp drink, a flash of blue sword in her hand, and a sharp sword light burst out.

Bang!

The energy on the thunder platform explodes, and the violent energy rolls back. With a dull hum, the sword collapses, and the whole person directly flies out, and a mouthful of blood is ejected from the air.

"Lotus moves!"

With a sound of Jiaohe, a figure flashed into the air. The sword light flashed, and blue lotus flowers appeared in the sky, falling towards qianzhen. The sound of horror tearing was like a scream in the air.

Qian Zhen's face suddenly changed, and his eyes burst out with fear. He yelled in a hurry:"I give up!"

Bang!

Seeing that the sword that is about to fall on Qian Zhen's body is broken, the beautiful shadow of Hong Yan flies back, like a graceful Jinghong, slowly falls on the platform.

But Qian Zhen looked at the sky, the sword was broken, and suddenly he fell to the ground with a soft body. He gasped, and his eyes were shocked.

Hum!

The sky light shield is closed and the platform is back to normal.

Hongyan stood quietly, while qianzhen was lying on the ground. Looking at the Zhenchuan disciple who had been trying more and more in the evening, he calmed down like ice water.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!