Demon God

Xiao Han shattered a small part of Qiqing Liuyu, chopped it out and smashed it against the sky, forcibly crushed Xia Feng's sword intention, and left the field freely. Clean!

Xia Feng trembled and trembled on the platform, and in wailing, all eyes were splashed with blood, the sword became a powder, and it was hard to pick up. This person, scrapped.

The audience was in awe.

Of course, Xia Feng was not like Xiao Han. He stood up and reborn. He became a total loser and was lifted off the ring.

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Void stands.

"Oh ..." A group of old antiques, with a regretful look on their faces.

"We're still one step late, so that Xia Feng was abolished by Xiao Han. Nanyu also damaged a genius ..."

"Yeah, the genius of Xia Feng, which was damaged in the qualifiers, has a taste of violent nature."

"No more ..." The bald old man waved. "It's nothing, maybe Xiao Han is right, Xia Feng cares too much about victory and defeat, so he can't reach the peak of Kendo. And Xiao Han's sword almost has a state of forgetfulness. How to say, This battle made the young Xiao Han famous in the southern region, and produced a huge transformation. The summer wind did complete Xiao Han. Without the summer wind, Xiao Han would not have grown to such a short time. Nothing, Xia Feng is a success Yes, let's give some compensation. Continue the game! "

"Xiao Han!" Ximen Piaoxue, the owner of the famous Jianshanzhuang Village, suddenly stood up, his eyes were completely sprayed with blood, and his whole body whistled like a sea, gritted his teeth, and wanted to kill, such as death. "Xiao Han !!! This son, I have abolished my future sword **** of Jianshanzhuang!"

"Huh ..." Wu Yunyu snorted coldly, and looked at Ximen Piaoxue indifferently.

"Enough! Simon snow, if you don't want to stay here to watch the game, then you get out immediately!" The bald old man looked vulgar. "Converge your momentum! Don't play tricks here!"

Several strong coercion directly covered the snow in Ximen, making him wake up all at once, he looked at Xiao Han on the death group seat with resentment, and sat down silently. In his eyes. Started continually brewing some conspiracy tricks.

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Death group seats.

"Huh?" Xiao Han suddenly felt that someone seemed to be staring at him from a distance, and even made Xiao Han feel a strong killing.

This is after Xiao Han's sword intention reached the middle stage, the spiritual level changed, and he had a mysterious and unexplainable ability to predict the potential danger and murder. If the sixth sense.

Xiao Han looked up calmly and looked at the position of the empty stand, then suddenly laughed. "It seems that after the summer wind was abolished, some people were very dissatisfied with me ..."

"Brother Xiao ..." Zhu Fatty came together. "You are invincible! Brother Xiao ... Ah! Brother Xiao, I'll mingle with you in the future, how? You are too strong, even if the knife is crushed, you can be reborn. You can also understand the mid-term knife ... Fat is considered to be you Now ... Boss Xiao ... "

"Okay, brother Zhu ..." Xiao Han was silent for a while, and Zhu Fat even shoved him with a smile on his face. "Brother Zhu, the younger brother is just fortunate enough to realize the mid-term sword, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

"Brother Xiao. You are really amazing ..." Mo Qingtong repeatedly observed Xiao Han, and then smiled. "I can't see through, until now, Qingtong still can't see through Brother Xiao ..." She smiled, Bai Meisheng, possessing a kind of magical power that is almost a witch, but that's all.

When Xiao Han was casting his sword. Able to shatter a part of the seven emotions and six desires to reach the highest level of ruthlessness, but usually, he is still a normal man with a strong temperament. When facing such a special thing as Mo Qingtong, Xiao Han will inevitably be a little bit awkward. But okay. It is possible to suppress this silky thought, and not to slap in front of Mo Qingtong.

At this time, the death team's game continues to compete.

Xiao Han has become the first player in the death group to advance to the top 11. So happy to relax and watch the other players' games quietly. While recuperating warm spirit. Just now, the knife that crushed Xia Feng's sword intentions also almost drained Xiao Han's mental strength, the soul collapsed and weakened, and even the sword intentions were tired. It takes a good rest to recover.

Now, Prince Fiery's gaze towards Xiao Han is very complicated ...

"This boy actually abolished Xiafeng ... Damn! At the beginning, his combat strength was not so strong, he could absolutely kill him ... But, with each battle, he can improve ... to Now, defeating Xia Feng makes me afraid to say that he won ... "

"Well? If he is allowed to continue to grow, one day, he will become the first person in the younger generation of Nanyu! At that time, it will be very difficult for us as people to catch up with him! We must strangle in advance! Otherwise, How could we be in our early days? Wouldn't he be crushed to death? "

Prince Fiery, some thoughts and conspiracies began to brew in her eyes.

The next game of the death group, the gold content is also relatively high. After all, those who can fight to the death in this group are not weak.

In this round, Mo Qingtong's opponent was very difficult to entangle. Turned out to be a true four-strength powerful person who was transformed into a starry sky wings. Mo Qingtong fought with this man for half an hour before seizing the opportunity to release the Tianmo World and pulling his opponent directly from the air, suppressing it dead.

Mo Qingtong, entered the top 11 of the death group.

Ji Rushui's opponents are not weak, but Ji Rushui is stronger and almost a mess. As soon as she came on, she offered a wordless scripture, and a 'wind roar array' was knocked down, trapping her opponent in the array, the wind and sand stormed, and the wind and lightning surged together. The opponent only supported a dozen breaths, and her whole body was really angry They were worn away and had to kneel for mercy.

"It's so strong ..." Zhu Fatzi involuntarily looked at Xiao Han.

"It is indeed very strong. I really don't know how many matrix methods are contained in her wordless heavenly qigong method." Xiao Han frowned. This season, like water, was once regarded by Xiao Mingchu as one of the top ten seed players, the most difficult to deal with. With Xiao Ming's ability, it is impossible to talk nonsense.

"Brother Xiao, maybe, in the death group, only you can beat Ji Rushui." Mo Qingtong said seriously.

Xiao Han quickly shook his head.

In the next battle, Zhu Fatzi defeated his opponent and won the top 11.

Followed by Prince Fiery. During the fierce battle, a round of scorching sun emerged from above his head, and all sentient beings lived. In the scorching sun, there was a three-legged Jinwu, leaning out his head and spitting slightly. Then he descended on the Supreme Fire and turned the entire Yantai into a sea of ​​fire. There are more than 10,000 volleys of sunlight, heavy chanting and zen sounds all around, illusions are clustered, and they collapse everywhere, causing the opponent to be burned to ashes. This fiery prince is also extremely powerful.

finally. The death group has won the 11 strongest.

The game is coming to an end.

In the final eleven, one lucky winner will be drawn in the next round, and then five will be selected from ten. Finally, it is the peak time of 6 into 3!

Full play, 2 games left.

Xiao Han's eyes glanced at 10 opponents other than himself. Among them, the fierce crown prince remained. Ji Rushui, Mo Qingtong. Of course, Xiao Han vaguely knew that Zhu Fat had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, but he was actually fighting. It was also unfathomable and could not belittle him.

Xiao Han calculated a little in his mind. There was a chuckle in the corner of his mouth. "No matter who I encounter, I can't obliterate my confidence in going forward. However, Zhu Fat and Mo Qingtong have some personal relationships with me. They are also good to me. It is best not to encounter them in the last two rounds. I fell I don't want to fight against them. "

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This is followed by other teams.

The other groups of games are also coming to an end. Basically they are playing 10 in 5 matches.

Shao Yunrong and Huo Yan, who Xiao Han cares about, have also entered the top 5 of their group without any risk.

"I hope they will always be lucky." Xiao Han secretly. "This qualifier is about to end. Everyone has entered the final sprint."

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Death group match.

The death group was in the top 11. They all stood up, looking at the empty stands with their arms around.

"Brother Xiao, I hope we don't encounter it." Mo Qingtong whispered softly, as if muttering. It makes you feel itchy.

"Yeah, yeah, Big Brother, the fat man doesn't want to touch you, you are too strong. When I meet you, the fat man has no chance at all." Zhu Fatty smiled stupidly. "But now, no one can say clearly ... 11 people draw each other's opponents, and the probability of drawing any one is very high. Bet on luck ... In the previous round, the fat man was taken out of the round, indicating that the fat man has good character. This round, 11 into 6, there is still a lucky seat in turn, the fat man has a hunch ... Hehehe, maybe this empty seat will fall on the fat man's head again! Gaga Gaga ... "

"Zhu fat man, if you really win the round again, that girl will have to doubt that your old fat man is secretly making a ghost." Mo Qingtong glared at Zhu fat man.

Zhu Fatzi just smirked. "In order, Brother Xiao was the first to draw an opponent."

After a while, an old and majestic voice passed out from the void ...

"Death group, 11 to 6 tournaments, randomly selected players ... Beacon Empire, Yun Yuzong, Xiao Han. In this round, Xiao Han went by round and went directly to the top 6.

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"Ah? Is it me?" Xiao Han stumbled endlessly. "Did I go straight to the top 6?"

"Congratulations to Brother Xiao," Mo Qingtong also seemed relieved. "At least Qingtong is in this round, there is no need to encounter Brother Xiao."

Zhu fat man cried. "Hey ... the fat man didn't get his turn ... Brother Xiao, it seems that the good luck of the fat man has turned to Brother Xiao."

"Okay, feng shui turns," Xiao Han laughed. "Brother Zhu, don't pretend. With your fighting power, as long as you don't encounter a few seed players, it is still very promising to enter the top six."

"Huh? It's actually empty?" Yu Guang's eyes turned to Xiao Han at the corner of his eyes. In fact, in his eyes, he was more fortunate and relieved. Like Mo Qingtong's thoughts, Xiao Han's reluctance is, in fact, a good thing. Today, none of the remaining players in the death group wants to touch Xiao Han. Of course, maybe Ji Rushui is an exception.

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Void stands.

"Well, good luck, entered the top 6." Wu Yunyu is also relaxed now.

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Group of death. Xiao Han has sat down after drawing a lucky draw, and the other 10 people are still nervously standing ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ waiting to announce the draw.

A voice was heard again in the void ...

"Lingshan Empire, the First Family, Ji Family, the eldest daughter of the day, Ji Rushui, against the Sun Empire, Great Sword Gate, Zhu Hu!"

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"Ah? Fat man ... you, ask for your own blessing." After listening to the draw, Xiao Han jumped up and patted Zhu Fat's shoulder.

Fatty Zhu burst into tears with a wow.

"Sorrow turns smoothly." Mo Qingtong chuckled beside him. "Yes, fat man, thank you for taking the best one away for you ... you are such a good person ..."

"You are a good person. Your whole family is a good person." Zhu Fatzi cried with tears.

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