Junior sister took first place again

“Homecoming—!”

The Supervisory Elder's cold voice was like a spark thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the entire mountaintop.

The forbidden circle was torn open, like opening Pandora's box, pushing the final struggle to the most intense and chaotic climax.

There was only that crack in He Ling's eyes. Her aura was like a volcanic eruption. The sword in her hand was determined to win the victory as she slashed towards the rock blocking her way!

“Dang—Boom!!!”

The golden light in Shi Yan's arms burned to the extreme, and he fought hard against the two swords. Under the huge force, he was struck by lightning, and the golden light in his arms completely shattered. His sternum groaned under the heavy burden, and his burly body flew backwards, blood spurting out, and he hit the ground heavily, completely losing his fighting ability.

"Junior Brother Shi!" Wen Yan roared in grief, his eyes bloodshot, but the formation plate in his hand did not stop, and blood spurted out wildly.

"Xuanwu Yu! Qianchongyan!" Several thick earth walls rose from the ground in an instant, trying to block He Ling's way and at the same time buy time for the Yun family to reorganize.

The lightning of Yun Ting's Jinglan Ji dimmed, and he was shocked and retreated repeatedly, but the eyes of his twin brother Yun Xian beside him flashed with brilliance - he quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and the array plate under his feet glowed.

The Yun family's Tiangang Formation, which had just been cracked by He Ling, suddenly changed its formation under Yun Xian's control. The five formation masters output spiritual power crazily, and the light of the formation plate suddenly became brighter, turning into an extremely condensed solid beam of light. It did not attack He Ling, but shot directly at the two people at the crack of the forbidden circle.

"Lightning!" Yun Xianqing shouted.

He wanted to interfere with Lin Sheng and Yu Wuxia and prevent them from seizing the flag easily.

On the other side, Liu Minghe's eyes were as cold as ice.

"Green Vine Lock·Bind!" He shouted, and the Liu disciples' formation changed again.

Countless tough, thorny dark green vines no longer entangled indiscriminately, but as if they had life, they precisely wrapped around the ankles of Lu Xingyan who was about to rush towards the crack, and Mu Zhao who had just deflected He Ling's sword and was about to pounce on the crack.

He wants to delay these two most threatening competitors.

Lu Xingyan's starlight dimmed, and the wound on his back was bleeding profusely. Facing the vines that were wrapping around him, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, but he did not dodge. A fragment of the star disk in his hand suddenly lit up.

"Star Track·Move!" The space around his body twisted, the vines wrapped around him fell into the air, and he himself appeared at the edge of the crack in the forbidden circle as if teleporting.

But his injuries were too severe, and forcing himself to use the secret technique made his face turn as pale as paper in an instant, and his body became shaky.

Mu Zhao's Dragon Roar Sword rang out, and the sword energy surged, instantly cutting through the vines that were wrapped around him, but his body also paused.

He looked towards the crack with anxiety in his eyes, but saw that He Ling had already split Wen Yan's earth wall with both swords and rushed straight into the crack!

"He Ling, don't run!" Mu Zhao shouted, and the Dragon Roar Sword turned into a silver streak, piercing He Ling's back.

Surround Wei and rescue Zhao!

He Ling felt a biting chill on her back and had to turn around and block it with a sword!

"Dang!" Sparks flew everywhere, and she was blocked for a moment by Mu Zhao's desperate sword.

Inside the circle, Ning Jiasheng and Yu Wuxia were fighting fiercely.

The cold blue brick ground blocked out spiritual energy, but made the killing intent and fighting will more condensed and pure.

Within a ten-zhang radius, all other methods are forbidden, leaving only the ultimate contest of physical strength, combat skills, and unyielding will.

The two had just dodged the falling lightning. At this moment, Yu Wuxia stood on the top of the red silk, her red clothes fluttering, her bare feet touching the silk, overlooking Ning Jiasheng below, whose breath was slightly disordered and the wounds on his shoulders and back were hideous.

A calculating gleam flashed in her eyes, the corners of her lips curled up in a determined arc, she tapped her toes lightly, her waist twisted like a willow in the wind, and her whole body slid down rapidly along the red silk wrapped around the flagpole, her target directly at - the Xuantian Flag!

Her movements still carried the unique rhythm of the Hehuan Palace, with murderous intent hidden within her gentleness.

The red silk that had lost its spiritual light was like a spirit snake in her hands. Every time she used it to gain leverage, it was swift and silent, with astonishing speed.

"Hmph." A cold light flashed in Ning Jiasheng's eyes, and he forcibly suppressed the severe pain from the erosion of fire poison and water evil in his body, as well as the feeling of sluggishness caused by the sudden restriction of his spiritual power.

The purple-black poisonous pattern on her right arm swelled violently, and the Bat King's evil power was pushed to the extreme, bringing her tearing pain, but also giving her violent power.

She slammed her left foot on the green bricks beneath her feet, but did not move forward to stop him. Instead, she swept back like an arrow, instantly creating some distance between herself and the rapidly sliding Yu Wuxia.

At the same time, he put away the formation plate, and his hands quickly changed weapons from the space ring, pulling out a bow and three specially made black iron heavy arrows - the bow was opened to the full moon!

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Three shrieking sounds that tore through the air almost formed a line, and the arrows turned into three deadly black lines. One shot directly at the inevitable landing point on Yu Wuxia's sliding path, one blocked her possible space for dodging, and the last one shot cunningly at her wrist that was holding the red silk for leverage!

Yu Wuxia's fingertips almost touched the warm top of the flagpole, but she was forced to stop by the precise and ruthless arrow.

She screamed, and the red silk spun rapidly, and the umbrella surface spread out with a "swish", narrowly avoiding the fatal arrow shot at her wrist. At the same time, she twisted her toes forcefully on the red silk to avoid the arrow shot towards her landing point.

The third arrow brushed past her fluttering red dress and shot into the golden barrier behind her, making a dull sound of impact.

"What a tricky arrow!" Yu Wuxia landed on the ground with a serious look in his eyes, and in his hand there appeared an umbrella sword that was shining with cold light.

Hong Ling was damaged and could not exert her maximum strength. Moreover, within the forbidden circle, the sharp umbrella sword might be the most suitable weapon.

It is impossible for the chief of Hehuan Palace to only know one weapon.

at this time--

The physical beam of light controlled by Yun Xian passed through the crack again and slammed hard into Yu Wuxia who had just landed.

Lu Xingyan's figure, with a strong smell of blood and crumbling starlight, forced its way into the crack.

He Lingge swung a sword at Mu Zhao, and like a blood-red lightning, he followed Lu Xingyan and rushed in brazenly.

Seeing that the vines were effective in delaying the enemy, Liu Minghe's eyes focused and he shook the formation flag in his hand, which turned into a long green wooden sword. He moved like the wind and rushed towards the crack right after it.

The Liu family of Mengxi doesn’t only know about formations.

After Mu Zhao forced He Ling back with one sword, he did not hesitate, used the Dragon Roar Sword to clear the way, and rushed into the crack.

Yun Ting steadied his body, swung the Jinglan Ji, and looked at Yun Xian. The twins were in tune with each other and turned into two bolts of lightning at the same time, rushing towards the crack.

In an instant, seven top geniuses squeezed into the small ten-foot forbidden circle.

The Xuantian flagpole stands in the center, with golden light flowing, becoming the eye of the storm!

A melee! An instant breakout!

Facing the incoming beam of light and the people who had just broken in, Yu Wuxia quickly danced with the sword in her umbrella to block them.

"boom!"

Lightning exploded, she groaned, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, and she staggered when she landed. The umbrella spun twice before she stopped retreating.

As soon as Lu Xingyan entered the circle, his spiritual power was suddenly restricted and he was seriously injured. His eyes went dark and he could hardly stand. But he forced himself to stay alert. A gleam of starlight flashed in his eyes. He relied on his physical strength and the remaining star perception to narrowly avoid a strong wind that came from someone unknown.

The moment He Ling rushed in, her eyes were like lightning, and her long sword spun mercilessly, piercing the back of the staggering Yu Wuxia with one sword. Her left hand swung the whip across Ning Jiasheng, who was closest to the flagpole, to eliminate the threat.

Ning Jiasheng had just shot three arrows when he faced the hot bone whip that was sweeping towards him. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he used the heavy iron bow in his hand as a stick, infused it with huge strength, and rushed forward to meet it.

"clang!"

A heavy crash was heard, and the heat and force of the bone whip made Ning Jiasheng's arm numb. The Xuan-level weapon groaned under the heavy burden, and the bowstring broke instantly.

She groaned, used the force to spin around to relieve the impact, and felt a sharp pain in her broken left knee.

"Senior Sister, be careful!" Mu Zhao's voice rang out. He was the first to arrive, and the Dragon Roar Sword, with a resolute silver light, pierced the bone spine of He Ling's sweeping whip with incredible precision.

"Dang!" Sparks flew everywhere. Mu Zhao's knuckles were cracked by the huge force and his sword almost slipped out of his hand, but he also managed to swing He Ling's whip half a foot away.

Ning Jiasheng's pressure suddenly decreased.

Liu Minghe rushed in, his green wooden sword carrying an endless yet extremely sharp sword intent. He did not attack the flagpole, but stabbed straight into the side of He Ling who was about to finish off Yu Wuxia.

He wants to disrupt the situation and create opportunities.

Yun Ting and Yun Xian, the twins, stood back to back, wielding the Jinglan Halberd and the Suiyue Halberd at the same time. Although there was no lightning, their halberd techniques were exquisite.

They did not seek to capture the flag immediately, but instead formed a small defensive circle to resist the overflowing energy, while at the same time looking for the best time to break in and the point of coordination with their sharp eyes.

In an area of ​​ten feet, figures were flying around!

Swords flashed, halberds shone, bows swung...

Every collision was accompanied by a dull thud and flying sparks, and every dodge was fraught with danger.

The space is small and attacks come from all directions. If you are not careful, you will be seriously injured and eliminated.

"Puff!" Lu Xingyan was seriously injured and could not dodge in time. He was hit in the ribs by a stray sword energy. Blood spurted out and he could no longer hold on and fell to one knee.

The Supervisory Elder's cold voice rang out: "Lu Xingyan of the Xingchen Sect is out!"

A soft light enveloped it and sent it out of the forbidden circle.

"Good opportunity!" A gleam of light flashed in Yu Wuxia's eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when Liu Minghe attacked He Ling's side and He Ling drew back her sword to block, she drew her sword and rushed towards the flagpole that was close at hand.

"Don't even think about it!" Ning Jiasheng and Mu Zhao attacked almost at the same time. Ning Jiasheng abandoned the broken iron bow, and his right arm's poisonous claws, with a fishy smell, went straight to Yu Wuxia's heart, while Mu Zhao slashed at Yu Wuxia's wrist with his sword.

Yu Wuxia was forced to stop.

Yun Ting and Yun Xian saw the opportunity when Yu Wuxia was frustrated and attacked with their double halberds. Like two dragons emerging from the sea, they attacked Yu Wuxia's center with the force of wind and thunder, cooperating with each other in perfect harmony.

Yu Wuxia was attacked from both sides, and her umbrella danced quickly to block the two halberds.

"Clang!"

A huge force came, her blood was boiling, and she took several steps back, her back almost hitting the golden barrier.

Liu Minghe's Qingmu swordsmanship is exquisite, and he entangled He Ling for a moment, but how could the physical strength of a Yuanying sword cultivator be compared with that of a Jindan?

He Ling roared angrily, and the water sword blocked the green wood sword. The fire sword, with the momentum of burning the world, slashed straight at Liu Minghe's face, crushing him with both speed and strength.

Liu Minghe's face changed drastically and he blocked with all his might.

"Dang!" Qingmu's long sword wailed and flew out of his hand.

His knuckles were cracked and he was knocked backwards by the huge force, hitting the golden barrier and spitting blood from his mouth.

"Liu Minghe of the Mengxi Liu Clan is out!"

In a flash, two people were eliminated and the battle became more intense!

He Ling's long sword was like a wheel, and the sword shadows intertwined as she attacked Ning Jiasheng and Mu Zhao at the same time. She wanted to quickly deal with these two powerful opponents of the Xuanling Sect.

Mu Zhao's Dragon Roar Sword tried his best to resist, but the gap in realm was huge. Every collision made his arms numb, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he retreated step by step.

Ning Jiasheng lost her bow and arrow, and relied only on her poison claws and body skills to fight against He Ling's cold sword. Every collision caused her right arm to feel excruciating pain, poisonous blood splattered, and purple and black lines seemed to spread. The wound on her left shoulder also broke again due to the violent movement.

Yu Wuxia caught her breath, a fierce look flashed in her eyes, and she no longer tried to seize the flag. Instead, she drew her sword like a gust of wind and pointed it at the back of Mu Zhao, who was struggling to hold on - she wanted to destroy Ning Jiasheng's support first.

Yun Tingyunxian's double halberds flew like a torrential rain, but their target was not the flagpole, but Ning Jiasheng and Mu Zhao who were being attacked by He Ling and Yu Wuxia.

They want to muddy the waters even further and let the strongest players consume each other!

"Senior Sister!" Mu Zhao was facing attacks from both sides and had no way to avoid them. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to turn around and take Yu Wuxia's sword head-on to buy a little space for Ning Jiasheng.

At this critical moment——

Facing He Ling's violent sword, Yu Wuxia's sneak attack from behind, and the Yun brothers' sharp double halberds that disrupted the situation, Ning Jiasheng's eyes burst into an unprecedented light.

The pain from the poisonous wound on her right arm was unbearable, the wound on her left shoulder was bleeding profusely, and her left knee was fractured, but her eyes were as sharp as a divine weapon about to be unsheathed.

“Clang—!!!”

A dazzling stream of purple light tore through the gloomy air within the forbidden circle, and a fairy sword shot out from the space ring and landed steadily in her intact left hand!

"It's the Purple Sky Sword! It was one of the collections of Immortal Master Suying during his lifetime! What is the identity of this Xuanling Sect leader?"

Several people in the spectator booth instantly recognized the sword, but no one could answer their questions.

As soon as he got the sword, his temperament changed drastically!

The way she gripped the sword was as steady as a mountain, as precise as a ruler, with a rhythm that had been tempered through thousands of times and ingrained into her bones and blood! It was completely different from the agility and swiftness she had just used when drawing the bow. An invisible and sharp sword intent instantly spread out.

She stomped her left foot hard, ignoring the severe pain from the broken bones. Her body seemed to merge with the sword, and she advanced instead of retreating. The Zixiao Sword drew a mysterious trajectory, and the tip of the sword trembled, aiming with incredible precision at the "vital point" of He Lingshui Sword where the power flow was weakest and the changes were most sluggish!

At the same time, the poisonous claws of her injured right arm, with the tragic intention of dying together, grabbed the blade of the Jinglan Halberd that was stabbing at Yun Ting - she was actually trying to use her flesh body to confront the magic weapon.

Facing the sword that Yu Wuxia was pulling out at Mu Zhao's back, she had no time to care about anything else and could only trust Mu Zhao.

"bite--!!!"

"laugh--!!!"

Two completely different loud noises erupted almost at the same time!

The tip of Zixiao Sword touched the vital point of He Lingleng Sword, and a powerful force condensed to the extreme and with the determination to break the law burst out.

He Ling's sword, which was determined to win and contained her strongest water evil power, was forcibly deviated from its trajectory. The sword tip brushed past the end of Ning Jiasheng's hair, and for the first time, He Ling's eyes showed horror.

The purple-black poisonous claws grabbed the blade of Yun Ting's Jinglan Halberd fiercely. "Swish!" There was a sharp friction sound and poisonous blood splattered.

Ning Jiasheng's right palm was instantly torn to pieces, with bones visible, but the terrifying poisonous power and the Bat King's immense strength also rushed in along the halberd.

Yun Ting groaned as if he had been hit hard, and the Jinglan Ji almost slipped out of his hand. He retreated several steps, and his arm instantly became numb and black.

Yun Xian was shocked and hurriedly waved his halberd to block Ning Jiasheng's possible pursuit.

The moment Ning Jiasheng blocked the attack of the Yun brothers for him, a ray of determination flashed in Mu Zhao's eyes.

He did not turn around to block Yu Wuxia's sword, but poured all his strength into the Longyin Sword. Man and sword became one, transforming into a burning silver meteor, piercing He Ling, who was shocked because Ning Jiasheng had opened his sword.

Besiege Wei to save Zhao! Attack the enemy and you must save them!

"Damn it!" He Ling was furious and rushed back to defend himself with his sword.

"Dang!" Mu Zhao's sword was chopped away fiercely, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood, and hit the golden barrier heavily, and fainted.

"Xuanling Sect's Mu Zhao is out."

Yu Wuxia's sword pierced fiercely into the empty space where Mu Zhao had originally been.

The whole audience fell silent again, and then burst into an uproar!