After a morning of discussion, everyone finally decided to reduce the finals from five disciples to three of them today in order to ensure the fairness everyone wants.

Master Yue finally had no objection for the time being. The two dead disciples were the weakest among the five, but the remaining three were all first-class masters, especially the two who sat behind him yesterday.

There is nothing to say about Wutan Teaching. Their suspicion has not been cleared yet, so I can only continue to compete this time.

As for Zhaixing Tower, although there are fewer disciples who can compete, the number of people in the competition has been reduced to three. There is no big loss in choosing three of the four of them, so it is not considered at a disadvantage.

Wuming, who had always been quiet, was still sitting at the top of Zhaixing Tower, with his four disciples sitting behind him. As for the other two, they were all vast.

After Master Qingwei said the rules, the disciples from the three parties went on the ring at the same time.

This competition is a bit similar to the first day's competition, and it is also a group fight. However, the disciples of the three sects came on stage together. In the end, the disciples of the sect were standing on the ring, which sect won the competition.

In the past, the heads of every sect could participate, but this time, Abbot Hongyuan said that the heads were not allowed to participate, so Master Yue, Wutan Sect Leader and Wuming sat quietly under the ring, watching the competition on the ring.

The three disciples of the Wutan Sect knew that they were a master at first glance, and they were definitely masters who had practiced martial arts for many years. However, after Zhaixing Tower and the people from the Wuyue Sect went up, as long as they were masters, they could see that the people in the Wutan Sect seemed to be weaker.

As for the three disciples of the Five Mountains Sect, among them, the tallest one, for some reason, no matter from which angle, she felt that the person was familiar, but she had never seen that face before. She just felt that the eyes became more and more cautious as the more they looked, the more they seemed to have seen it.

As for the three disciples of Zhaixing Tower, one was a man with acne from last night, the other was a strong and strong gray-clothed disciple in his thirties, and the other one, after a closer look, the figure was better than that of acne boy, but the face was dull.

She asked herself that she had never seen him before, but whenever he turned his back to her direction, she always felt a little familiar, and the familiar feeling became stronger and stronger, but she didn't know when she had seen him.

If Wuming hadn't been sitting quietly under her head, she would have suspected that the person standing above was Wuming herself.

All the disciples from all sides came on stage. After Master Qingwei announced the start of the competition, the nine people immediately set off and started fighting.

When the three parties fight together, in addition to strength, luck is also very important, and what is more important is their strategy.

It is to attack one side first, or to guard against one side first, and they have their own measurements in their hearts.

Qiqi looked down and kept looking at it with great care, but they kept fighting without any pain, and she couldn't tell which side of their troops had the advantage.

It seems that no one is willing to reveal their true strength, for fear that one will accidentally be attacked by the other two parties.

At this time, if the people from both sides can reach a tacit understanding and repel one of the troops first, then even if there are the other troops on the stage, at least the chance of winning will be higher.

Just like this, they fought back and forth tentatively, and Qiqi was so bored that she almost couldn't help but yawn.

But just as her eyelids kept falling down and she was almost falling asleep, a loud shout suddenly came from her head. She looked up suddenly and saw two figures on the stage being lifted out of thin air and thrown down with force.

Qiqi looked closely and saw that two of the three disciples of the Wutan Sect had been dumped, but they were dumped so simply!

One of the people who dumped people was a tall man with a good figure and mediocre appearance in Zhaixing Tower, and the other was the man who Qiqi always felt familiar in the Five Mountains.

There was only one person left in the Five Temples Sect, and the man suddenly became panicked and couldn't care about so many things. He immediately rushed towards the disciple of the Five Mountains Sect who was closest to him.

The disciple was prepared and immediately started to stance and got entangled with him.

The other two men in the Five Mountains Sect wanted to go over and help, but they didn't expect that the three men in Zhaixing Tower would quickly surround them in the battle circle as if they were in a sympathetic relationship.

In this way, the disciples of the Wutan Sect met with a disciple of the Wuyue Sect, and the three people from Zhaixing Tower directly met with their other two.

It has to be said that the martial arts of the two disciples of the Five Mountains Sect are indeed excellent, but everyone has fully seen the strength of the three disciples of Zhaixing Tower this time. The martial arts skills are not familiar to them at all, and they are all very skilled and very powerful.

Especially one of them, the sword technique that was so fierce that it was cold and even the heads of the Wutan Sect and the Wuyue Sect were ashamed of.

A mere disciple has mastered the sword technique at this level. I am afraid that I will not find a few people throughout the Zichuan Continent. What kind of power do these people have behind them? Why are they so powerful?

Chu Dingbei, who was sitting on the high platform, stared at the man in black who was dancing the sword in the Zhaixing Tower for a moment. The excitement in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he rubbed his hands with his hands. He just wanted to go up and take out his sword from his waist and fight him.

This is the first time he has seen such a good sword technique in his life. He never thought that someone's sword technique was even more powerful than his fifth brother's.

The fifth emperor's swordsmanship is already fierce enough, but under normal circumstances he never uses a sword.

But this man's swordsmanship is obviously higher than that of the Five Emperors. If the Five Emperors really face him, he is afraid that he will not win with his swordsmanship. He can only show off his skills and play a song "Dream Death" to resist.

He is a soldier. Although he is not cruel and bloodthirsty, he has a strong interest in fighting. Now he really wants to jump on and fight with that person.

The wonderful sword technique forced the disciple of the Five Mountains Sect to retreat step by step, and had no power to resist. Only a few moves were just a few times. The man was suddenly stabbed by the long sword, screamed, and was directly picked out by the sword energy, and fell heavily under the ring.

At the same time, the acne man and the other strong-sized gray-clothed disciple of Zhaixing Tower surrounded the last disciple of the Five Mountains Sect, and the battle also entered a white-hot stage.

Suddenly, the disciple of the Five Mountains Sect looked up and his eyes were facing the acne man's eyes. The two gazes were touching each other, and a dramatic scene happened like this.

The cold air of the acne man suddenly dissipated, and he just stared at him in a daze, and the movements on his hands paused in an instant.

The disciple of the Five Mountains Sect casually stretched out his palm, and with just a casual palm, he shot down the acne man from the ring.

This incident scared a large number of people below the stage. Only Wuming, who was still sitting quietly and the smile on his lips, remained unchanged in his face, and his eyes were still staring at the people on the stage.

Qiqi could see that the acne man had absolutely no weak martial arts skills. At the beginning, the disciple of the Five Mountains Sect was not his opponent at all, but when their eyes were in contact, she could see clearly that the acne man seemed to be possessed suddenly, and all his reactions suddenly became dull.

She bit her lip and thought carefully about when she had seen such a powerful person.

His eyes made others possessed... Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide and almost exclaimed.

His eyes moved away from the ring and landed on the seat of Zhaixing Tower opposite. Wuming leaned on the back of the chair and looked at everything on the stage coldly. The sitting posture and the breath immediately made her confused again.

Why is he not like Wuming at all? That lazy and noble...

She couldn't help biting her lower lip again, and then she thought about it and realized it completely.

No wonder I always felt that the disciple of Zhaixing Tower on the stage was so familiar. Just looking at his background, he would really recognize the wrong person, but he didn't know that it was.

Now there are only two disciples of the Star Piercing Tower left on the stage, two disciples of the Five Mountains Sect and one disciple of the Five Mountains Sect. The disciple of the Five Mountains Sect suddenly screamed not long after the acne man fell, and was shot down by the disciple of the Five Mountains Sect with a palm.

The current situation is that there are only two people in Zhaixing Tower and two disciples of the Wuyue Sect left on the stage. Both sides set aside a little and adjusted their breath.

The black-clothed disciple of Zhaixing Tower suddenly raised his chin. The strong gray-clothed disciple nodded, and a little under his feet, quickly rushed towards another disciple of the Five Mountains Sect.

As for the one with a good figure, he quickly raised his sword to meet the ghost pupils that had been recognized by Qiqi.

It turned out that Gui Tong was actually disguised as a hiding in the Five Mountains Sect and pretended to be a disciple of the Five Mountains Sect. No wonder Master Yue was so relieved about this duel, because he hired such a master.

Guitong is the second-ranked killer in Zichuan Continent. There are rumors that he is Wuming's senior brother, but Qiqi has never seen them fight, and he doesn't know who is more powerful in their martial arts.

After all, some rumors cannot be believed, although she also hopes that Wuming is better than him.

As for the black-clad disciple of Zhaixing Tower on the stage, she had already recognized him. He was Wuming, who was disguised as Wuming.

Wuming fought Guipeng, and although others could not see their identities, they could still concentrate on seeing them and didn't even dare to blink.

The sword technique produced by Wuming Dance is like a dragon flying, which looks like a dazzling sword light, but in the blink of an eye, the sword light that was so dazzling that people dared not look directly suddenly disappeared without a trace. However, the sword move disappeared, and the sword energy was still superior.

The disciple of the Five Mountains Sect seemed to be forced to retreat step by step, but he was still steady. It was obvious that he was also looking for an opportunity to start.

These two people have deep martial arts, and no one can tell whether they are their greatest strength now.

However, Qiqi was so nervous that she was most afraid of Wumingyi accidentally caught Guitong's Tao.

Suddenly, Gui Tong looked up and smiled at Wuming, "That one was not done back then, I didn't expect that I would realize my wish for many years here."

Wuming finally lowered his eyes and looked at his face: "Since you've met, let's have a good fight."

Just like this moment when you lower your eyes, the two eyes met!
Chapter completed!