Wuming, his whole person also instantly decreased by two inches. Mingjian's Wan Jian Wuhen forced Wuming to sink two inches into the ground. This was the first time since the start of the game that Wuming had not taken much advantage to the opponent.

The fourth-level peak! The true fourth-level peak! The fourth-level sword has reached an incredible height. It is not only the peak of the fourth-level power, but also the peak of controlling the fourth-level power. In addition to Wuming, she can be called the first person to control the fourth-level power!

Ming Jian returned to the ground, and his chest was shaken by the sword, and half of his body was completely paralyzed and almost unconscious. If it weren't for the five elders of the palace alone, Ming Jian knew that he would never be able to take over Wuming's violent sword. Only when she was in the center of the killing field could she know that Wuming's true essence, which was taken from the violent storm, was ruthless and powerful. The power of the airflow sucked into the scabbard under high pressure, was definitely dead if it weren't for the true peak master of the fourth level.

Wuming is such a terrible man. How did his head grow? He could create such a terrible killing technique? That's right! It's a killing technique! Storm Slash was created simply for the sake of killing! If the moment Storm Slash was cut out, Wuming's murderous intent was also strong...

Ming Jian took a deep breath. If that was the case, it would be difficult for him to escape unsuccessfully, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured!

Terrible! Terrible fighting feeling! The gorgeous super genius of Xiao Tianci and others seems to be slightly inferior to those of practical geniuses like Wuming.

Click... Click...

Ming Jian suddenly felt his palm lighter, and a crisp sound of metal shattering came, accompanied by her three-foot green edge that had been with her for many years, turned into hundreds of small pieces of iron and fell into the ground.

How is this possible? This is a magical weapon! It turned into scrap iron under the storm?

Ming Jian's pupil suddenly twitched. He originally thought that the knife in Wuming's hand was a top secondary artifact. Now the other party's knife has not been damaged at all. It seems that this is not a secondary artifact, but a real artifact!

"Are you still fighting?" Wuming was sheathed.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Ming Jian sighed to the sky: "Next time, I can use the hundred swords among the six swords of the Aoshi Sword to destroy the world. I will look for you again."

"Okay." Wuming nodded and said, "Next time, we will all use ordinary ground swords."

"Let's talk about it then." Ming Jian smiled.

Wuming also smiled softly. Before the fight, he still remembered that the other party was a woman. If he could hold back during the fight, he tried not to let the other party's secrets be exposed to everyone. Who would have thought that he would completely forget the other party's identity when he started.

It was not until now that Wuming remembered the fact that the other party was a woman again.

"By the way!" Ming Jian got a little bit at his feet, and the man came to Wuming's side and whispered in Wuming's ear: "You have the fifth level, right? Unfortunately, I didn't force you to level, if you have a good sword, I really want to continue fighting with you. I believe I can force you to level," he said.

"Luckily your sword is broken." Wuming smiled, and he did not face the discomfort of other young masters when facing the famous sword. Although the two did not communicate much, they felt like an old friend: "I can feel that you took the Storm Slash and retreated and entered the fifth level."

Ming Jian's eyes lit up and he looked at Wuming in surprise. He thought it was a secret of her own. Unexpectedly, this opponent discovered it.

Wuming, you really can't underestimate it.

Ming Jian looked Wuming up and down. Although he did not defeat Wuming, his heart knot was untied a lot. He was at a disadvantage in the fourth-level battle, which made great progress compared to the last time he fought. He was in a much better mood. She also rarely joked and said to Wuming half-truely: "You... are such a monster..."

Wuming shrugged. After being transformed by the mad scientists from the last era, he could no longer be considered a complete human. If he really said that, he only had his mind and still was a pure human. His body was indeed a monster, otherwise where would humans grow wings?

"What a pity..." Ming Jian sighed: "There are too many concerns here. If you continue to give it a try, my secret may be exposed. Otherwise, I really want to continue fighting with you..."

"If you are interested," Wuming said lightly: "When the ring is over, I will find a quiet place and I will fight you again."

"A word is determined!" Ming Jian slapped a crisp finger, ignored the dumbfounded referee, and left the arena with several rises and falls under his feet.

Such a performance was obviously because he thought he had lost the battle, and the referee immediately stood up and declared Wuming as the winner.

All the fourth-level masters who had fought with Wuming were trembling slightly, a terrifying knife!

If the military four slashes are cut out on the same day, no one is sure of them and they can escape under the moonlight-like knife.

Domotoki was more concerned about it. It was the seven major breaking sea that Wuming slashed out with his palm. It was obviously not a complete form of a knife. What are the six major breaks behind it? Is this breaking sea the strongest break or the weakest break in the seven major breaks?

Wuming walked out of the battle circle, and a staff member of the No. 1 Master in the Army hurriedly came forward and whispered: "General, Your Majesty wants you to sit back to the rest area and don't leave."

The third battle has begun at this time.

After a fifth-level battle to kill the fourth-level Bajue, another fourth-level simplest sword against the most prosperous sword. After the brilliant and brilliant battle, the third stage of the ring was indeed difficult to arouse people's excitement anymore. Even the two people on the ring were not motivated to fight themselves.

Soon, one side quickly defeated, and the semi-finals successfully decided before everyone had lunch.

As the progress progresses, the number of games in the arena is getting smaller and smaller, and the time for everyone to end is getting earlier and earlier.

The eight-to-four-game ring should have been extremely exciting, and even if the fight was earth-shaking, it would not be unexpected. But no one knew how to evaluate this ring.

Heglis is indeed extremely powerful, and the fifth-level combat power stimulates everyone's nerves, but his opponent is only level 4. The fierce battle is over by powerful forces in an instant. Domotoki is even more frightened to his opponent's abandonment. Only Wuming's battle is indeed wonderful, but in the end the two of them didn't even vomit blood. After a destruction of the environment, Mingjian, a master of swords who once dared to take the initiative to challenge the five elders of the palace, actually gave up automatically. It was incredible.

"Naki, congratulations." Beichenzhan had the winner's smile: "I entered the fifth level at a young age, and I am indeed a genius."

"Do you want to show off your demonstration?" Ming Jian retorted: "Wu Ming, it seems that he is not your apprentice yet?"

"Soon or later," Beichenzhan stretched out: "This conference has caused no serious injuries or consumption for the remaining four. So I'll just continue to plan and directly decide the quota for the final final..."

"Don't leave the big master, you have something to announce." Sima Wudi's voice immediately attracted everyone to look at the Royal Stand.

"Dear citizens." Zhao Wuji coughed gently: "I am very happy that the top four in the military will be decided in the semi-finals. It's still early today, and the four masters don't consume much. Why not continue to draw lots and continue playing."

Everyone was stunned. The arena that was quiet for a moment, and the mountains were resounding and shouting "Long live" and Zhao Wuji had never received such crazy and enthusiastic praise since he ascended the throne.

The emperor spoke, what else could the others say, and the billboard and the lottery box were drawn out immediately.

The warrior who barely entered the semi-finals immediately announced his abstention when he heard this. The remaining three were not good at dealing with Wuming. It would be a little bit easier to say. If he had a little bad luck, it would be a problem whether he could survive if he encountered any of the other two.

Four and two pairs, and in the blink of an eye, turned into three, one and a half. While the audience condemned the man for being irresponsible, they were once again in trouble.

It’s impossible for three people to go up and fight each other again, right? The fifth-level battle is not a child’s house. It’s hard for anyone to stop when they really start. Won’t Wuming’s fourth-level battle with two fifth-level players will suffer even more?

"It's just a lottery draw, one person will be bye."

Zhao Wuji made a ruling to draw lots again. When the organizer heard His Majesty the Emperor's words, he cheered in his heart. This is the method arranged by His Majesty the Emperor. If someone is not satisfied, they will not blame them for going up to their heads.

Three numbers, two numbers one, and one number two. Wuming, as the first person to draw lots, found the number two.

Now, the other two people don’t have to smoke, they can go directly to the center of the arena.

Very good." Domotoki got up and walked towards the center of the arena: "The best dish is always left to taste it at the end."

"Don't let me down." Heglis walked past Wuming and said, "I stayed in the Dragon Kingdom to continue fighting fiercely, just to have the opportunity to compete with you. I hope that in the final, my opponent is not a fourth-level, but a fifth-level ancient martial arts master."
Chapter completed!