"Yes, I think so. It seems hard to tell the winner between the two of them, but if he is really dragged down, it is really possible that the bald man will win the final victory." Jiang Qingyang also frowned slightly.

Pei Lin is much more optimistic than the two of them, because he has actually fought with this disciple of Wankong Temple and knows what level his strength is.

Although the two of them look similar, if it is a storm-like offensive, it is really possible to take him down in a short time.

So he was not anxious at all and just waited for the results quietly.

Du Yuan naturally knew this. He didn't have much advantage compared to him, so he could only use continuous offensives to suppress the situation to the end.

So he took a deep breath.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

In just an instant, the long sword in his hand swung out countless sword shadows, eventually forming a huge long sword.

His whole body floated in the void, seemingly integrated with the sword, and finally fell into the past downwards.

The long sword's countless sword energy lingered around, and a faint aura of meaning permeated from it.

Immediately afterwards, the aura of sword intent became stronger and stronger.

In the end, it turned into countless sword shadows, shattered with a bang, and bombarded directly downwards.

Huangfuheng looked steadily at the figure of the imperial emissary Wan Jian, and felt an invincible feeling in his heart.

At the same time, in the back mountain.

A young man slowly opened his eyes, looking at the competition on the ring as if through endless space, "It's very similar to the Sword Ancestor back then, both in terms of qualifications and personality, and the techniques he used.

Sword moves, but I don’t know how much of his strength you can inherit?”

On the ring, a golden bell shadow tightly covered the Wankong Temple disciple. The first sword shadow struck on it, making the sound of gold and iron clashing, but as more and more sword shadows fell down,

, the golden bell continued to break apart, giving birth to faint cracks.

Then the cracks grew bigger and bigger, and finally collapsed.

The remaining sword shadows bombarded his body, causing the next few defenses to be blown away one by one.

The disciple of Wankong Temple directly carried the last few sword shadows, and his body was already a bloody mess.

But they are just some external injuries, and they are not as tragic as they look.

This attack was actually blocked by him!

But it’s not over yet!

Another wave of Ten Thousand Swords Guizong fell from above. The two of them almost didn't stop. Countless sword shadows flew across the sky, and the entire sky seemed to be dark for a moment.

Pei Lin stared blankly in the air, "He is actually able to seamlessly connect the Ten Thousand Swords to Guizong? Isn't this technique able to drain all the spiritual power of a Jindan-level person with just one shot?"

Don't blame him for being shocked.

They are also practicing the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect, but the most they can do is launch one such offensive in a short time, which is enough.

However, they had never seen such a continuous attack before, and it had crossed a huge realm and used such a powerful technique.

Is his own spiritual power really enough?

"With the blessing of sword intention, it may consume less spiritual power, but the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect I just saw, why doesn't it seem to be a complete version?" Xia Jin said.

"I also have this idea." Jiang Qingyang's eyes also lit up, "What he just used should be just a castrated version, or it could be said that he himself did not exert his full strength. The power is indeed great enough, but it is far from reaching its peak.

The kind of power you use."

After hearing this, Pei Lin also pondered for a moment, "One move of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is enough to drain a person completely, but he is invincible at the same level. This is not just talk, but he gave up part of his power.

In exchange for continuous attacks, this is his own understanding."

"Yes, that's it." Xia Jin nodded.

"But why didn't he just use the most powerful move? I think the bald man just now was already unable to withstand it. Although he took it in the end, he had no energy left." Xia Jin asked his own question.

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"Maybe it's not that he doesn't want to use it, but that he can't use it at all." Jiang Qingyang smiled, "You have forgotten that his strength is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core."

"Oh, yes, that's it!" Xia Jin understood instantly, "Although his special physique has been mobilized and his strength has been improved, the realm is still there after all. If he uses it forcefully, some of his origins may be burned.

Nothing necessary."

On the scene, after Du Yuan returned to the sect with a move of Wanjian, the faces of the disciples of Wankong Temple became even more solemn, because the shadow of the sword was continuous.

He then used more defensive methods, because he was good at defense, but he was still relatively lacking in attacks.

But it was difficult to resist the sword shadow that filled the sky.

At the end of the second wave of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, all of his defenses were broken through and he was knocked off the ring.

The elders who came to keep score at this moment were all a little distracted.

A disciple who is in the mid-thirties of the Golden Core Stage and ranks in the upper 30s can actually directly defeat a disciple who is in the Nascent Soul Stage and is also ranked high?

I thought it was a sure thing, but I didn't expect that someone could really defeat the top.

After realizing it, he hurriedly recorded Du Yuan's ranking.

He glanced at the Wankong Temple disciple with pity. Originally, he was quite optimistic about this disciple, and even thought that he might break into the top ten.

But now that I have been directly eliminated, that is just bad luck, and there is nothing to say.

There is no other suspense.

Most of those people's rankings can be predicted, and they rarely appear in the following categories. In this competition, they only appeared twice.

Du Yuan once, and another person, their strength is really about the same.
Chapter completed!