The rest of the people will draw lots on stage!

As the misty words of Daoxuan Zhenren echoed throughout the venue, Xiyan and Huwa came on stage again, but there were only sixteen people.

Thirty-six people, in the two-team, should have decided to be eighteen, but because of the special situation between Zhao Ziyun and Nangong Ziyue, as well as the draw of Haotian Qingyu and Mu Yun Shao, there were only sixteen people left.

Yiru's first time, after the list of battles was announced, many people's expressions became mournful, especially against the disciples of Shang Xiyan and others.

"Xiao Jian, Tiger Baby, come on stage."

"I admit defeat." As soon as Daoxuan finished speaking, a disciple in white clothes raised his hand helplessly, so that even Huwa became the first disciple to advance to the semi-finals before he even went on stage.

"I...I admit defeat, too." Before Daoxuan could call someone, a cowardly voice rang out. He was a disciple of Qingyun Sect.

By luck, he faced Xiyan, the first true teaching of Hengyue. Even though he was not a sect, he knew Xiyan's horror. With his peak combat power, he would be difficult for him to survive three moves in the hands of Huwa.

In this way, Xiyan won without a fight and became the second person to advance to the semi-finals after Huwa.

Bang!

Before Daoxuan could call someone, Niu Ben stepped onto the battle stage and pointed at Wang Biao below the stage, "Come up."

"I...I won't beat you anymore, I agree..."

"Acknowledge your sister! Do it, fuck her." Before Wang Biao finished speaking, he was pushed to the battlefield by Gong Xiaotianer and Shaoyu beside him.

"Sister, be gentle." After pushing Wang Biao away, the two guys looked at Niu Ben tacitly.

"It's easy to say." Niu Ben clenched his fist, twisted his neck, and walked towards Wang Biao with a smile.

"I won't beat you anymore, I won't beat you anymore." Wang Biao retreated, laughed loudly, and turned around and ran away.

"Where to run?" Niu Ben was faster and kicked him out with one kick.

The next scene, the spectators couldn't bear to look at him. Wang Biao didn't stand up since he was fucked. Niu Ben simply didn't even take out the battle axe, and pressed him directly and gave him a blow.

"I...I said Lao Niu, your granddaughter is also...so fierce." Looking at Wang Biao who was beaten on the battlefield and screamed, Gu Santong and other old guys looked at Niu Shisan one after another.

"Low down and low-key." Niu Shisanyu stroked his beard earnestly, and the old guys looked at him with the urge to beat him up.

Below, the war was over. Wang Biao, who was beaten so hard that he didn't even recognize his own mother, was thrown off the battlefield.

It is worth mentioning that when Niu Ben walked off the battlefield, there was a big word "sweet" engraved on his cheek.

In the fourth and fifth games, the genius disciples of the Dongfang Family and the Beichen Family became famous in one battle, and they defeated the disciples they fought against on the battlefield.

In the sixth game of the qualifying match, a disciple of Hengyue Sect did not come on stage and directly admitted defeat because he was against Xiao Lingwa.

The sixth scene is about disciples of the Ouyang family and the Ximen family.

The two of them fought equally, from dawn to nightfall, and from nightfall to dawn. The battle was extremely exquisite. It was not until the stars were everywhere on the second day that the two decided to win and lose. The disciples of the Ximen family were a little weaker and were defeated.

"Gong Xiaotian'er, Shaoyu, come on stage." In the eighth game of the promotion, Daoxuan Zhenren took the stage, and then he glanced at Gong Xiaotian'er and Shaoyu, who were shaking their heads, and they didn't forget to glance at the two shameless bitches who were shaking their heads.

As soon as these words were said, the expressions of the audience became a little strange. For some reason, they always felt a bad feeling.

Fight him to death!

The two howls of wolves were not distinguished. Gong Xiaotian'er and Shaoyu were not on the stage. Xie Yun and Xiong Er rolled up their sleeves and jumped three feet high. Before the apprentice started fighting, both of these masters were quite stunning to start working on the spot.

Under the gaze of everyone, the little fat pony and Shaoyu walked onto the battlefield one after another, attracting the attention of the audience.

This time, the two of them were different. They became much more serious and looked serious.

The two did not fight on the spot, but fought against each other, like two statues, without moving, just staring at each other, without any stance to start working. Those who don’t know would think they were fighting with their minds?

Look, beauty!

Look, beauty!

Under the attention of everyone, the two of them moved one after another, their movements were astonishing, their words were astonishing, and even their expressions were astonishing.

Ouch I'll go!

Everyone in the audience rubbed their eyebrows. They thought that the two guys were very serious once, but now it seems that they are thinking too much. They have been standing for so long, so how can they use evil tricks to be brewed!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As everyone rubbed their eyebrows, a loud shouting came from the battle stand, and the two started to fuck.

As it turns out, the two of them still have a tacit understanding. They all know the Yin Ren's moves, and it is an amazing routine: sprinkle lime powder, kick the second brother, knock on the stick, and use the fragrance of the mist...

"I like these two little guys very much." Looking at the battle stage, the old man Zhuge pinched his beard meaningfully.

"Have my style."

"I counted on my fingers, they..."

puff!

Before Wuya's Taoist could finish his words, he was interrupted by a bloody sound from one side.

Everyone was stunned, turned their heads and looked at Ye Chen, and their expressions were not ordinary strange.

What's wrong? This is!

Can you still see you vomiting blood when watching a game?

"It's undeniable that I was so angry." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as if nothing had happened.

"You guys keep going, I'll go pee." As he said that, Ye Chen coughed dryly, got up and walked out.

"What's the situation?" A group of old guys looked at each other.

"Hey hey? Why are you taking off your clothes?" A whirring sound came from below, and everyone's eyes attracted to them. At this glance, a group of old guys twitched their mouths collectively.

But on the battle stage, Gong Xiaotian'er, who was beaten to the point of bruising face, pulled off her top and revealed her fat body. What's funny is that there were three big words that were tilted around on her back: one, a dragon.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The guy screamed, holding a mace. It was vaguely visible that the fat all over his body was shaking in lumps.

On the opposite side, Shaoyu stopped working, pulled off his coat, and a dragon was miraculously engraved on his back.

Seeing this scene, the male disciples opened their mouths one by one, the female disciples covered their eyes one by one, the male elders twitched the corners of their mouths, and the female elders were all stunned.

Bang! Boom! Bang! Bang!

On the battlefield, such sounds continued to sound.

It has to be said that the two of them opened their arms and started to do something, and the movement was really small. The entire battle platform was shrouded in gorgeous divine beauty.

On this side, Ye Chen had already stepped into the Heavenly Palace alone.

puff!

As soon as he walked into the hall, he spurted out blood and half-kneeled on the ground.

Hmm...!

He hugged his head, which was about to explode, and growled in pain, his face twisted, and his whole body was full of violent black thunder, tearing his holy body apart.

It's God's reprimand again!

Although Ye Chen became unclear in his mind, he knew very well what kind of force was attacking him.

This time, the punishment of God came too suddenly, which caught him off guard. Fortunately, he brought up a reason that was not a reason, which did not arouse everyone's suspicion.

At some point, his low growl was annihilated.

He once again withstood the punishment of heaven. His pale face returned to the rosy and dim divine light, becoming dazzling and dazzling, wrapping around his body, and the whole body was filled with brilliant colors. The majestic qi and blood of the holy body rolled and surged again.

When someone walked into the hall, he looked carefully and found that it was the ancient dragon of Taixu.

Gu Santong and others didn’t know, how he didn’t know, Ye Chen was punished by God!

Why!

Taixu Ancient Dragon sighed inwardly, condensed a cloud chair, sat there quietly, waiting for Ye Chen to wake up.

The screams outside were shaking the sky, but the hall was quiet.

The sky began to become dark, as if Ye Chen was sitting in meditation, his holy body trembled for a moment and slowly opened his eyes.

"Awaken?" Taixu Gu Long looked at Ye Chen with interest, "It's not good to be a god-blame!"

"I came here a little fiercely this time." Ye Chen rubbed his eyebrows, "How long has it been."

"It's not long, it's just two days."

"Two days?" Ye Chen was stunned, "The competition is over."

"I'm waiting for you." Taixu Ancient Dragon said slowly, turned around and walked out of the hall, "You should be present for your disciple's last battle."
Chapter completed!