Crossing: Leading everyone to survive

As soon as he finished speaking, a rain of fire descended from the sky. The extremely high temperature forced Jiang Zhilin to retreat again and again. He gritted his teeth, mobilized his remaining divine energy, attached the earth armor to his body, and then rushed into the rain of fire in front of him without hesitation.

"It hasn't fallen yet." Yan Xiaohong looked at the light blue barrier in front of him and said slowly, "You Chosen Ones are exaggerating. Fighting against opponents of higher levels is as easy as eating."

Lin Muyao tightly grasped the Fengxi Sword and slowly stood up. Her clothes were burnt in many places and the light blue barrier on the surface was dim, but her eyes were still staring firmly at the person in front of her.

"Okay, you are already very strong," Yan Xiaohong said as he picked up the spear and walked towards Lin Muyao step by step in the rain of fire.

The moment she approached, Lin Muyao took the initiative to remove the barrier in front of her. In a moment, two hurricanes formed from behind her and rushed towards Yan Xiaohong rapidly.

"It's useless," Yan Xiaohong smiled faintly, and then quickly turned the spear in his hand, and the hurricane suddenly dissipated the moment it approached.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

A low sound of footsteps was heard.

Yan Xiaohong looked over and saw Jiang Zhilin, covered in rock armor, rushing towards her rapidly in the rain of fire.

Yan Xiaohong's body shook when he saw this, and the power of his gun swept out, dispersing all the approaching hurricanes in an instant. Then he stood up straight and kicked out fiercely when Jiang Zhilin rushed over.

"So hard"!

Yan Xiaohong frowned, and the next moment a deep red source armor appeared on his fist.

"Bare fist"!

With the explosion of source energy, Jiang Zhilin quickly retreated backwards.

Just when she wanted to continue pursuing the victory, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and found that Lin Muyao was pointing the Fengxi Sword at her.

As the wind whistled, huge wind pressure came towards us.

"Zhilin," seeing Jiang Zhilin about to fall off the platform, Lin Muyao quickly stepped forward and grabbed him at the moment he fell.

"You..." Looking at the large burns on his skin, Lin Muyao's eyes narrowed and her voice had a hint of tears.

"It's okay, I protected my face well," Jiang Zhilin raised his head and smiled at her.

After a moment, Yan Xiaohong patted his chest solemnly and appeared behind them again.

"It's over," Yan Xiaohong's eyes turned cold. She would definitely not give them any chance this time. She quickly stepped forward and a flame ignited from her palm.

"Let me go"!

Jiang Zhilin shouted when he saw it.

"It's too late," Lin Muyao shook her head after hearing this. She could already feel the burning sensation at close range.

At this moment, a hand grabbed Yan Xiaohong's palm which was about to strike.

Then a voice without any warmth was heard.

"The battle on the second platform is over, with five people remaining."

Yan Xiaohong looked over and saw that apart from them, there were only two figures barely standing on the huge platform.

Yan Xiaohong immediately stopped the circulation of source energy, and the flame on the fire gun in his hand went out the next moment.

She stretched out her hand and pulled up Jiang Zhilin who was about to fall off the stage.

“Then see you in the finals,” he said before jumping off the stage and disappearing into the crowd.

On the third platform, the battle between Hongyu and Tarot is still going on.

During this period, several people wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, but the moment they got close, they would be blown away by the airflow generated by the collision between the two.

"Two monsters"!

In the corner, a martial artist looked at the two people fighting in the center and couldn't help but say that because of these two people, the area in which they could move was getting smaller and smaller.

In an instant, a white shadow flashed by, and by the time he reacted, he had already fallen off the platform.

"16".

Xie Guhuai hovered in the air with the help of the snow-white wings on his back, muttering to himself.

Then he looked at a night elf on the podium, and when he saw her, he saw her kicking someone off the stage.

"Is it also of the speed type?"

The night elf raised his head and looked at him when he noticed his gaze, then raised his chin provocatively, and disappeared on the spot the next second.

"Heh~" Xie Guhuai raised the corner of his mouth slightly after seeing this, and turned into a shadow again to deal with the lone wolf who ran to the corner.

The two of them were moving faster and faster, and the number of people on the platform began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, the two of them stopped moving at the same time.

At this moment, only some strong men who were difficult to deal with and some martial artists who formed groups were left on the field.

The two looked at each other, and Xie Guhuai rushed towards her first. The Shattered Star in his hand instantly transformed into a combat form. The night elf's expression suddenly became serious. She turned her hand, and a black scimitar appeared in her hand.

He raised his hand towards Xie Guhuai who was coming quickly.

The silver scales on the forehead flashed a silver light.

"Blinding"!

Xie Guhuai felt his head relax suddenly, and everything in front of him went dark. The night elf quickly stepped forward and slashed towards Xie Guhuai's neck with the scimitar in his hand.

When Xie Guhuai heard the noise, he turned his body to the side, and the scimitar passed by his body.

The blinding effect wore off quickly, but Xie Guhuai couldn't stop feeling scared.

This guy really wanted to kill him. He could feel that the night elf in front of him did not hold back at all. Fortunately, Tianma's hearing was extremely strong, otherwise he would have really died here.

"Hu~", Xie Guhuai exhaled deeply, then clenched the broken stars in his hand, his eyes gradually became sharp.

"Shua"!

The night elf's eyes widened instantly, and a streak of blood flew past its eyes.

She began to feel a sharp pain in her abdomen. She lowered her head and saw a wound appeared on her abdomen without her noticing.

"Go down by yourself, I don't want to hurt you."

Xie Guhuai said coldly while flying in the air with a stern face.

But his head was still buzzing. The speed just now was too fast, so fast that his body could not bear it.

"Hmph," the night elf looked at him unconvincedly, then raised his foot and rushed towards him again.

He then clenched his palms, and the thin lines surrounding him suddenly pounced on him like a huge net.

Xie Guhuai had noticed these thin lines long before the battle. The moment the thin lines moved, he disappeared on the spot.

Seeing the thin line fall into the air, the night elf's heart tightened. Just as he was about to be alert to his surroundings, he suddenly felt a pulling sensation on the collar behind him. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself under the platform.

"boom"!

As Tarot threw a punch, Hongyu was hit in the face and took a few steps back unsteadily. Then he stood firm and punched back. Tarot had no strength to block at this moment. After being hit, he took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

Hongyu held his knees and gasped for breath. The flames burning on his body became dimmer. When he looked up, he found Tarot slowly crawling up from the ground.

Seeing this, Hongyu wanted to step forward again, but his left foot went soft and he half-knelt on the ground.

After standing up with difficulty, the two men gradually approached each other. At the moment when their fists fought, a soldier in blue armor appeared in the middle and grabbed the hands of the two men.

"The battle on the third platform is over, with four people remaining."

As soon as the words fell, the same voice rang out on the fourth platform.

"The battle on the fourth platform is over, with four people remaining."

"Oh", a surprised voice sounded.

Ye Hongxuan's tall figure was seen standing in the center of the platform, surrounded by monks and people of various races.

The three survivors looked at him with a hint of fear in their eyes.

"It seems that there is still one place that has not ended yet," Ye Hongxuan looked curiously.

At this moment, the eyes of the entire audience were all focused on the first platform where Gu Chengming was.

Several heart-pounding sword intentions rushed past, and Gu Chengming quickly dodged. The next moment, a shadow appeared in front of him. He raised his head and saw Tang Yichen holding the sword in his hand and slashing down suddenly.

Seeing this, Gu Chengming raised the black sword in his hand to block in front of him, but Pokong was one of the heavenly weapons after all. The moment it was chopped, the black sword instantly turned into black aura and dissipated into the air.

The powerful sword energy immediately knocked Gu Chengming away.

"The gap is too big," said a martial artist below, shaking his head after seeing this scene.

"Wait, look"!

Gu Chengming disappeared into the shadows the moment he fell to the ground.

"Didn't it hit you?" Tang Yichen said in a low voice after seeing it.

"That was a close call," Gu Chengming patted his chest in the shadow, and then looked at the black armor in front of him. He didn't expect that the source armor combined with the dark power would be so hard that it could even block Tang Yichen's attack.

"But it definitely can't withstand a second blow," he muttered as he looked at the Source Armor that was on the verge of breaking.