Wow! A light card flew into Ying Tianling's hand, with a big "four" engraved on it. The other four people got eight, thirteen, sixth, and thirty-one respectively. At this time, Kunlin, who was standing on the high platform, flew out with a roar: "Please draw lots to decide their opponents." As soon as Kunlin finished speaking, several figures had already swept towards the high platform and flew towards an aperture. The other disciples were also scrambling to fly up to the high platform and reaching their hands towards the aperture. When their hands were taken out from the aperture, there was obviously a bright red sign.

"Please come on the stage by disciple No. 1."

When a huge figure flew onto the table, stumbled on the entire table. There was a sound of gasping air below. No. 1 was actually Qian Hammer Rain, known for its strength. The strong body was extremely dazzling among the disciples of the ancient castle.

When another man flew onto the stage, it seemed even more noisy below. I saw a white dress and a handsome face that made people fascinated. This was Qiu Jianshan, holding a long sword in his hand, and the sharp sword tip pointed straight at Qianqiuyu.

"Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be Madam Qiu. Hahaha." A sharp laugh came from Qian Chuyu's throat. As soon as this said, it obviously made Qiu Jianshan very angry, and the joints holding the sword had turned white.

Qiu Jianshan stared at Qianchuyu with his eyes. The sharp sword energy was approaching Qianchuyu. Sword shadows passed by, making Qianchuyu at a loss and forced Qianchuyu back dozens of steps.

After Qian Chuyu stopped his pace, he cursed inwardly, "Little Man." After that, Qian Chuyu rushed towards Qiu Jianshan, who was holding a long sword in his hand. His fist instantly turned black, as if it were steel.

Ding! With a crisp sound, the sword collided with the fist, and the fire flashed, and the sword and the fist intertwined.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The fist and the long sword collided violently, and a trace of blood was still flowing out of Qian Chuyu's fist. Qiu Jianshan's clothes were also broken, making him look extremely embarrassed.

"Hmph, it's my wife after all." Qian Chuyu sneered, then clenched his fists, and his whole body turned into a light golden color, which looked extremely powerful.

Seeing this, Qiu Jianshan on the side quickly raised his sword, and several sword shadows hovered above his head.

"Drink!" With a angrily shout, several sword shadows swept towards Qianchuyu at the same time, hitting Qianchuyu heavily. The seemingly sharp sword edge was not as sharp as Qianchuyu.

Qian Chuyu jumped with his feet and rushed towards Qiu Jianshan. His fists blew heavily at Qiu Jianshan. Unexpectedly, Qiu Jianshan recalled the long sword and blocked his fists when his fists were about to touch his body.

Ding! Qian Chuyu's fist was instantly forced to move, and the violent punch fell into the air. Qiu Jianshan, who was beside him, gathered all the sword shadows, forming a huge energy sword, slashed at Qian Chuyu's head, and a golden light flashed. Qian Chuyu was falling from the stage and lay on the ground wailing.

"Hmph, reckless man." A sarcasm came from the mouth of this handsome man.

"Qu Jianshansheng." A man in a red robe appeared on the stage, and his voice came from his mouth.

"The next game, No. 4 duel No. 17." When the voice reached Ying Tianling's ears, his body suddenly became tense. When he flew onto the stage, there was praise and controversy in the audience. A figure with murderous aura rushed to the stage from afar, as if it was the sword bullying Xianglin I had just seen. A big knife covered half of the test platform.

"I am going to give in to Yingtian Order, please give in." Yingtian Order said in a harmonious voice.

In an instant, Ying Tianling activated the Great Heavenly King Sutra and the Nether Spirit Sutra. A blade gathered over it in an instant. The thunder pattern on his hand climbed onto his arm. At this time, the thunder pattern was much weaker than before.

Seeing this, Xiang Lin, opposite Ying Tianling, instantly burst out with evil spirits. The big sword was suspended above his head, and he jumped into the air and grabbed the big sword with both hands. The big sword seemed to sense a piece, bursting out with amazing energy ripples. Xiang Lin slashed Ying Tianling with the momentum, as if he had broken space, passing through many sword shadows.

Ying Tianling has activated the Great Heavenly King Sutra and the Nether Spirit Sutra to the extreme. With a wave of his hands, a blade collided with the sword. He saw that the energy blade was vulnerable under the attack of the sword and instantly turned into nothingness.

Ying Tianling looked at him in shock, then quickly rolled aside, avoiding the strong attack of the big knife.

I saw a huge trench mark on the place where Ying Tianling was standing just now. It can be imagined that if this knife hit Ying Tianling, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ying Tianling wanted to activate the Heaven-Swallowing Law and the Idiot Pill, but unexpectedly, the Idiot Pill was extremely weak and lacked the transformation of the Idiot Pill. Ying Tianling did not dare to rashly swallow the spiritual power between heaven and earth.

Ying Tianling glanced at the strangeness of the Yidan Dharma Skill, and suddenly realized that the Yidan Dharma Skill seemed weak, but the spiritual power in his body was extremely active in the Yidan Dharma Skill. Ying Tianling suddenly thought of something and quickly poured all his spiritual power into it. The Yidan Dharma Skill became brighter in an instant. Then Ying Tianling sat cross-legged on the ground, and used the Tianswallowing Dharma Skill to gather an energy vortex to block Xiang Lin's attack.

Seeing this, the four Qinglian and others in the audience were also worried about Ying Tianling.

When Xiang Lin slashed violently, the vortex broke instantly. Ying Tianling suddenly opened his eyes at this time, and a light flashed through his eyes. He immediately gathered the blade, which was more solid and sharper than before. The blade was horizontally in front of Xiang Lin's big sword, but the violent attack towards Lin did not repel the blade at all.

I saw Ying Tianling retract the blade, and the thunder pattern on his arms became deep. Ying Tianling stepped forward, and huge spiritual power fluctuations spread. Then he punched Xiang Lin with a sharp punch. Xiang Lin blocked his chest with a big knife, and all the power of his fists poured on the big knife. The big knife was deformed by the bombardment, and Xiang Lin also flew backwards and smashed to the ground, just one step away from the edge of the test stand.

Xiang Lin covered his chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood, staring at Ying Tianling resentfully. Then he bit his tongue and a stream of blood sprayed on the big knife. The big knife immediately trembled and emitted a red light all over his body. Xiang Lin jumped with his feet, held the big knife in his hand, and shouted: "Immortal Demon Slash." With a loud shout, the big knife slashed at Ying Tianling with the wind blade.

Ying Tianling did not dare to be negligent, and quickly activated the Ming Ling Sutra Technique. The blade suddenly formed, and the big sword and the big sword were facing each other. Xiang Lin's face turned pale in an instant, and he flew backwards. Xiang Lin, who was still aggressive just now, suddenly became listless and lay weak on the ground.

When Xiang Lin fell on the stage, a scream came from the audience. Ying Tianling was so strong that he could defeat Xiang Lin, a fourth-level sword bully of the cultivator.

"I've given up." Ying Tianling bowed and said.

Xiang Lin got up from the ground, leaned on his body with a big knife, and said, "Xiang Lin." Then he swayed off the stage.

"No. 4 Yingtian Lingsheng." The man shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!