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Chapter five hundred and fourth quarterfinals battle one

Shuai Fan said: "Of course, if someone is not convinced of these quarterfinals, he can still challenge it, but only one chance is limited. And the opponent he is challenged cannot be the person in the same group who once lost to you."

This really doesn't give you a chance, Yan Chihuo shook his head secretly. If three people in a group win and lose, that is mutual restraint. If there is no rule, then whoever ranks first in this group will be the most unlucky, because the person who restrains him is below and will definitely come up to defeat him.

Shuai Fan said again: "These eight groups of Jade Sword Sect are the first group, Blood Clothes Sect is the second group, Lingguang Temple is the third group, Taixuan Sect is the fourth group, Huarui Palace is the fifth group, Liyang Sect is the sixth group, and there are no ones in the seventh and eighth groups yet."

After saying that, he took out a box from behind and said, "There are eighteen iron plates here, with numbers from one to eight written on them, representing the first to eight groups respectively. The leaders of each delegation came to draw lots."

Yan Chihuo said to Zhao Dong: "Senior Brother Zhao, you are the leader of this sect, so please go and draw lots."

Zhao Dong was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay." He walked forward and lined up with everyone to walk slowly. When it was time for him, he touched it casually, took out an iron plate, and walked back. Everyone came forward and saw that the word "1" was engraved on it.

Yan Chihuo thought to himself: "It seems that he is very destined to be divided into the same group as the Jade Sword Sect."

Soon after the lottery was completed, the first group of other sects was the second disciple of Lingguang Temple. The last Tianmen ranked third in Lingguang Temple, so two younger brothers participated in the battle this time. The disciple of the Yujian Sect was Huang Chong, and the disciple of Lingguang Temple participated in the battle was actually a monk who worked hard.

Shuai Fan said again: "The Battle of Heavenly Gate comes from the historical origins, so our East China Sea monks have already set up a ring. Of course, this ring is also somewhat different from the ones outside."

After saying that, Shuai Fan pointed with his hand, but saw eight huge white light columns rising from left to right on a very empty flat ground in the distance. These eight light columns rose straight to the sky, with a diameter of dozens of miles.

Shuai Fan said: "In this light column fighting, mana will not affect the outside, but people can pass through it freely. Remember, as long as each of you flew out of the light column, you will lose. Although we try not to hurt people, casualties are still inevitable. Please be careful. However, if someone has already admitted defeat or flew out of the light column, the opponent will not attack again, otherwise he will be defeated and will not participate in this decisive battle again."

"The first light column on the left is the first group of fighting arena, the second light column is the second group of fighting arena, and so on, everyone will go over and prepare for fighting."

Yan Chihuo and the disciples of Haitian Sect came to the first pillar of light. A woman was floating in the air, which was Qin Ziyun from Huarui Palace. Qin Ziyun said: "I am the referee of the No. 1 arena. Please ask Huang Chong from the Yujian Sect and Yan Chihuo from the Haitian Sect to enter the ring."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light flashed in. It was Huang Chong of the Jade Sword Sect. He said to Yan Chihuo: "Fellow Daoist Yan, it's your turn."

Yan Chihuo said, "I'll come." After that, his body floated and entered the light column. When he passed through the light column, he deliberately felt the light column, but he didn't feel anything.

Huang Chongyi bowed and said, "I have always heard of the intent of thousands of swords and swords. Now I can learn from fellow Taoist Yan, which is enough to comfort my whole life. Please!"

Yan Chihuo knew that the other party was hostile to him and thought he would have to swear. But he knew that Huang Chong was so polite. He thought to himself: "The Jade Sword Sect is worthy of being one of the seven dominant worlds in the East China Sea. No matter what the enemy is facing, the etiquette is always good."

The other party was kind, so Yan Chihuo naturally would not speak ill of words. He shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Huang is so proud of me. Since you know the intent of ten thousand swords, you should know where the intent of ten thousand swords is so easy to condense? Fellow Daoist Huang has been immersed in the swordsmanship for many years, so please give me some advice."

With a wave of Huang Chongling's sword, a red sword evil that condensed the sword intent, slashed towards Yan Chihuo. Yan Chihuo had fought with many disciples of the Jade Sword Sect. When he saw this sword evil, he thought to himself: "This person's sword skills seem to be better than the monk named Yu."

Yan Chihuo did not dare to be careless, but a wind-fire-attribute sword evil came over. The two sword evil spirits immediately dissipated. Yan Chihuo's heart sternly. It turned out that he immediately realized that his magic power was inferior to that of the other party. Fortunately, the swordsmanship was above the other party, so he had a draw.

Huang Chong originally thought that the other party's cultivation was only the middle stage of the Taoist foundation, but he was already the perfect foundation. If we talk about swordsmanship, although Yan Chihuo had the foundation of the sword intent of ten thousand swords, he had not condensed the sword intent and could be better than it. However, although this battle was slightly less powerful than his method, it was far above his imagination. As for swordsmanship, he was even better than him.

Huang Chong let out a long roar and activates the spirit sword. Countless sword evil spirits flew out, like countless fire dragons, surrounding Yan Chiyan. Yan Chihuo also raised his spirits and released countless sword evil spirits. But seeing the sword flowers scattered, the entire column of light was full of sword energy. Qin Ziyun saw this and said to herself: "I was originally in the late stage of the Dao Foundation, and it should be no less than any one in the Tianmen. But the strength of these two people is above me."

The disciples of the Yujian Sect who were watching looked down on Yan Chihuo originally, but after seeing Yan Chihuo's sword technique, they were all impressed. Someone thought to himself: "Has the essence of the Haitian Sect's martial arts have not been lost, and now they have slept on firewood and tasted gall, and finally cultivated a decent disciple?"

Seeing that it was difficult to win for a while, Huang Chong said intimately: "What else can be hidden in the matter now? If you can't defeat this Yan Chihuo and want to win the title in the decisive battle of the Tianmen, that's a dream."

When his body turned, it turned into a ray of light, mixed with the sword evil, which made people unable to distinguish the true body, and the sword evil power was slowly increasing.

The disciples of the Jade Sword Sect were both surprised and happy, and shouted, "Senior Brother Huang is almost practicing sword control." Huang Chong was ambitious and wanted to defeat others in this battle of Yuetianmen and seize the first place. He relied on his sword technique. When this sword technique was used, he immediately caught up with the gap between him and Yan Chihuo's sword technique, and he also won vaguely.

Yan Chihuo only felt that his sword evil circle was getting smaller and smaller. He was about to lose, and he let out a long roar, and a three-color sword evil spirit was swung out. In this way, he released the sword evil spirit with the three attributes, and immediately gained the upper hand.

When the disciples of Haitian Sect saw it, they immediately cheered like thunder.

Huang Chong was sure to win, but he didn't know that Yan Chihuo's sword skills were so powerful that he realized that Yan Chihuo had not done his best before. He gritted his teeth and showed up. He stretched out his spiritual sword, and the sword evil in the sky gathered over and slashed his head.

He knew that he was winning because of his strong magic power. If he did not take advantage of this advantage, it would be only a matter of time before he could lose. (To be continued)
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