Long Junhao's eyes widened with a look of disbelief. At this moment, blood fell from his nose, which looked a little funny.

Everyone: "!!!" What just happened?!

With Long Junhao's strength, how could he be knocked off the ring so easily?

The scene just happened so fast that they didn't capture the details.

However, the powerful gods in the field all saw clearly the reason why Long Junhao lost. They stared at the girl in red on the ring with complicated eyes. This girl actually knows eye skills?!

Moreover, it is a powerful eye technique controlled by mental power.

It was precisely because Long Junhao was caught off guard and controlled by Yunzheng's pupil technique that he lost his best chance of defense and was finally blasted out of the ring.

If it were not an arena match now, Long Junhao might not lose to Yunzheng, firstly because Long Junhao has not used any of his trump cards, and secondly because Long Junhao's current physical condition can still continue a fierce battle.

When Li Hua, the dean of Tiansu Immortal Academy, saw this, his face turned livid and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

If Long Junhao is eliminated, the winning rate of this ten-man team battle will be greatly reduced.

An elder said cautiously: "Dean, the situation here is not good."

Li Hua raised his eyes and looked at the ring, and saw that there were only three monster-level old disciples left on the ring, namely: Zhang Hexuan, Gong Yiluo, and Wan Siqi.

As for the other monster-level old disciple, he was defeated by the combined efforts of Zhong Li Wuyuan, Qi Po, Feng Xinglan, Yan Chen, and Dai Xiuzhu.

The battle situation at this time is:

Qingfeng fights against Zhang Hexuan.

Mu Yin versus Gong Yiluo.

Mo Yu versus Wan Siqi.

When Zhang Hexuan noticed that Long Junhao was kicked out of the ring, his eyes were surprised for a moment, and then his eyes fell on Yunzheng.

Zhang Hexuan pouted and said with a smile: "Yunyun, you are great! If you hit Long Junhao, please don't hit me."

Qingfeng was instantly irritable and couldn't help but say something rude: "Who are you calling so damn girl?!"

After saying that, Qingfeng held out his scepter with a cold expression, sketched a formation in mid-air, and quickly blasted towards Zhang Hexuan!

"Soaring Fantasy Thunder Formation!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Hexuan immediately calmed down and concentrated on the incoming formation.

On the other side, Mo Yu was seriously injured by Wan Siqi. Although Wan Siqi had a weird appearance, she was an extremely powerful sword cultivator, and with her fourth-level cultivation of the Sovereign Realm, she was able to display her extremely terrifying skills.

The sword intent.

Mo Yu was seriously injured, and it could be seen that he had reached the end of his strength.

As for Mu Yin, he is struggling against Gong Yiluo.

Gong Yiluo's attacks were ruthless, and most of them were hard-to-prevent dirty tricks, causing Mu Yin to suffer many new injuries.

Gong Yijun stared at Mu Yin with jealous eyes, thinking to himself, this kid has been attacked so many times, but he can still stand up and fight. It's really annoying!

Feng Xinglan and others had been seriously injured, and a large part of their physical and spiritual energy had been consumed. They were still standing on the ring.

Feng Xinglan was about to raise his sword to help Mu Yin, but saw a red figure suddenly flash before his eyes.

"Zheng Zheng..." Feng Xinglan's eyes were shocked.

Yunzheng raised his sword and stepped in front of Mo Yu, blocking a powerful sword move for him. With a 'clang' sound, the two sword peaks intersected, making a harsh and sharp sound.

"Empress!"

Mo Yu's pale handsome face showed a look of shock.

Yunzheng looked calmly and said: "Back off!"

Mo Yu frowned, "But how can I let you..."

"Listen to me and stand down!"

Hearing this, Mo Yu's eyes were tangled for a moment, and then he withdrew from the battle with a look of shame. He came to Feng Xinglan and the others, and when he stood still, he actually fainted.

"Brother Yu!" Feng Xinglan and others were nervous.

Yan Chen immediately felt his pulse, and frowned more and more, "Brother Yu's injury is very serious. He should have reached the end of his strength long ago, but because of his tight mental strength, he did not fall down..."

Zhongli Wuyuan pursed his lips, "Zhengzheng has seen Brother Yu's physical condition, right?"

"Yes." Yan Chen nodded solemnly. Brother Yu had sacrificed his heart and blood in the ghost realm before, but he had not fully recovered yet. This cross-level battle made his old injuries relapse.

Yan Chen quickly took out the healing elixir and fed it to Mo Yu.

Yunzheng and Wan Siqi fought together.

Wan Siqi felt a sense of oppression. Under her thick black bangs, her eyes flickered slightly, and there was a hint of caution and defensiveness in her eyes.

The sword fights between the two of them became more and more fierce.

The flash of swords and shadows was dazzling.

The more Yunzheng fought, the more mysterious Wan Siqi's sword intent became.

No wonder Mo Yu has been suppressed and beaten by her.

If Lan hadn't been seriously injured now, she would have really wanted to fight Wan Siqi with Lan and gain a deeper understanding of other people's sword intentions.

Yunzheng suddenly raised her eyes and clasped the hilt of the sword in her hand. She recalled the swordsmanship that A Shuo taught her in the Huangzhou Shenhai.

——The first form of the God-Slaying Sword!

The Qi sinks in the Dantian, and the strength is ready to be used. The void breaks through the current, and the shape changes. It emerges with the wind, the stars and the moon sink into the earth, and the emptiness of the divine power can only be broken!

The spiritual power in Yunzheng's dantian surged, and finally gathered on her silver sword.

Wan Siqi suddenly sensed a dangerous aura, her eyes changed with shock, and she immediately gathered her sword moves to prepare for defense.

Whoosh!

The girl in red stepped on the void, raised the sword with both hands, and in the vast whirlpool of spiritual power, she swung out a sword, killing gods and breaking the world!

Boom boom boom——

Wan Siqi raised her sword to block it!

With the sound of explosions, a gust of wind blew up throughout the Luotian Martial Arts Field.

Everyone in the audience was also in trouble, and they panicked and gathered their spiritual power to resist the sword wind.

The entire arena was split into two again, and there was a loud explosion. Wan Siqi was blown away dozens of meters, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. There was a bloody sword mark in front of her body, which was particularly shocking. Just when she was about to fall.

When she got off the ring, she stuck her sword on the floor.

Qiang——

However, to her surprise, Yunzheng actually swung three swords in a row!

One sword is more powerful than the other!

Even if Wan Siqi raised her sword to block it, she could not resist being kicked out of the ring.

Bang!

Wan Siqi fell under the ring and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

No matter how painful and weak her hand was, she did not let go of the long sword in her hand. Because as a sword cultivator, her sword is her lifeblood.

"Ahem..." Wan Siqi kept coughing up blood. She looked up with difficulty at the girl in red standing on the ring, and tugged at the corners of her lips.

In this world, there is really a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

That sword strike just now was very powerful.

It's the sword intent that she can't touch now, she's still too weak.

This is what Wan Siqi thought in her heart.
Chapter completed!