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- Someone said sourly: "Sage Yunfeng is just lucky. He received the guidance of Sage Tianjian and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Otherwise, how could he get such a high ranking?"
Shengzi Wanjian and Shengzi Chongtian looked at each other, and sighed together: "I knew that Shengzi Tianjian was so powerful, we should have asked him for advice."
"Nonsense!"
Shengzi Zhongtian shook his head, and said with a gloomy face: "You are okay, at least you are ranked ninth, how about me? Are you in the fourteenth place?"
"I was eighth last time."
Wanjian Shengzi retorted, and then he laughed and said: "That's right, this ranking is fine, who said that there are three evildoers this year?"
"Bah, you're being a good boy when you get a bargain."
Zhongtian Shengzi rolled his eyes at him.
Look at the ninth place again, it is the Son of Star Punishment;
? The tenth holy maiden;
The Eleventh Son of Yanghe;
The twelfth saint of Yanqing;
The thirteenth saint of Qin Qing;
When the rankings of Xu Huai Shengzi and others came out, it was already the evening of the fourteenth day of the finals.
Shengzi Wanjian looked at Shengzi Mingye and wondered, "Why hasn't he made a move yet?"
"Who knows? Maybe he is considering whether he should challenge the Heavenly Sword Holy Son or the Illusory True Holy Maiden." Chongtian Shengzi said casually.
Hearing this, Wanjian Shengzi joked with a smile: "You have become smarter, and you can guess what he is thinking."
"Are you insulting my IQ? Right now, who else can he challenge besides Heavenly Sword Saint Son and Illusory True Saint Son?" Chongtian Shengzi said angrily.
"Just kidding with you, why are you so angry?"
Wanjian Shengzi looked like a good brother, patted him on the shoulder and said: "If I were him, I would challenge Tianjian Shengzi, and if I win, I will be the first."
"What if he loses?" Zhongtian Shengzi asked.
"If you lose, you will compete with the illusory and true saint for second place." Saint Son Wanjian said as a matter of course.
"Then how do you think he will choose?" the Son of Chongtian asked again.
"I'm not him, how do I know?" Son Wanjian laughed.
"You said another nonsense."
The Son of Chongtian glared at him, then looked at the silver-clothed young man next to him, and asked, "Qiantian, what do you think?"
The Holy Son of Heaven said without hesitation: "He will challenge the Holy Maiden of Illusion."
"Why?" Zhongtian Shengzi asked.
"Because he is Mingye."
The one who spoke was not the Son of God, but the Son of Killing.
He looked stern. Seeing that the Son of Heaven was at a loss, he continued: "His goal is to be number one, and to compete with the Holy Maiden of Illusion for the number one."
"But the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword disrupted his plan, so he has to defeat the Holy Maiden of Illusion first, to prove to us that he can also do what the Holy Son of Heavenly Sword can do."
Shengzi Qiantian nodded, and added: "With the power of great victory, Shengzi Zhantianjian will win the first place and achieve his wish."
Zhongtian Shengzi suddenly realized, and said with a smack of tongue: "This guy is so ambitious."
"Then he has to defeat the Illusory Saintess first."
Saint Son Wanjian snorted, wishing to see Saint Son Mingye fail.
? On the morning of the fifteenth day of the finals, the sun was rising in the east, and the sun was rippling inside and outside the Purple Mountain like flowing water, and the morning breeze made people feel refreshed.
"The Holy Son of Ming Ye has come to power."
A voice broke the calm.
Swish!
强牺 9bzw.com 读牺。 The Holy Son of the Dark Night stepped onto the sword platform.
As expected, he chose to challenge the Illusory and True Saintess as expected.
Seeing this, everyone who didn't know the mind of Shengzi Mingye was very disappointed.
Why didn't he challenge the Son of the Heavenly Sword?
Son Yunfeng belatedly said: "Son of Heavenly Sword, he wants to defeat the Holy Maiden of Illusion and True, and then compete with you."
"Um."
Lin Chen had expected it a long time ago.
Regardless of the outcome, it will not affect his state of mind.
Set aside a mental force to watch the battle, Lin Chen used most of his energy to comprehend the sixth kendo.
Swish!
On the other side, the imaginary and true saint stepped on the white light and swept up the sword platform. Her white skirt fluttered and her face was pure, like a blooming orchid.
Many saints and disciples eagerly looked at the goddess in their hearts and cheered for her.
Holy Son of Mingye didn't seem to have any beauty in his eyes, he was still as lonely as darkness, and said expressionlessly: "You go first." He had nothing to say to the Holy Maiden of Illusion.
The Illusory True Saintess also had nothing to say to him, she raised her jade hand lightly, and took out the Divine Sword of Destiny.
The way of the sword and the divine way of the void emanated from her body and merged into the sword. With a swipe, the sword light flashed, and the scene in front of her changed drastically.
Thousands of illusory and real saintesses appeared on the sword platform. It was hard to tell which one was real and which one was fake. They all held divine swords and attacked the Son of the Night.
After a while, there were all kinds of roars, screams, and shouts of killing, which broke the air in front of the Holy Son of Mingye, and the void hummed endlessly.
The Holy Son of Ming Ye instantly saw countless monsters and ghosts, culling them from all directions, as if they were about to tear themselves into pieces.
But his eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "He can break your illusion, so can I."
Before he finished speaking, ink-like ghostly air and dark air surged out of his body like a tide, and jet-black lightning tore out.
The square space distorted accordingly, water-like folds emerged, and pear-like silver light glowed, but it was quickly swallowed by darkness.
Buzz!
The aura of the Holy Son of Ming Ye gradually increased, and the ink sword in his hand suddenly let out a sword whistle, pointing at the front.
There was a sudden bang in the void, and the sky suddenly darkened, covering the morning sun and the morning wind, leaving only the absolute darkness where you can't see your fingers.
This is the Nether World with the dark world hidden inside. It is boundless and hides countless horrors.
Swish!
The Holy Son of Ming Ye stepped into it holding a sword and disappeared.
In the next moment, the Nether World moved forward, and a terrifying power suddenly erupted, shaking all the illusory saints into powder, and all the demons and ghosts were also attacked destructively.
After a few breaths, darkness enveloped the direction of the sword platform where the Illusory Saintess was just now, and a fog-like ghostly atmosphere floated out, making people palpitating and disturbing.
Seeing this situation, those holy sons and disciples who love the illusory and true saint can't help but worry about her.
"Did the Illusory True Saintess fall so quickly?"
The Holy Son of Huanhuai, the Holy Son of Killing, and the Holy Son of Qiantian all showed a hint of surprise.
After all, they have personally experienced the powerful illusion, true and false, overlapping, powerful attacks, and can affect the spirit and will!
Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound in the darkness, and illusory air burst out, and the slim figure of the illusory saint flickered from time to time.
Those admirers immediately cheered for her, hoping to see the Holy Son of the Underworld defeated by her sword.
The movement on the sword platform lasted for nearly a cup of tea, and white and black sword energy shot out from time to time, rushing into sword waves thousands of feet high.
At this time, .co m Zhang Si. Not long after, the sword platform gradually calmed down, and then saw a white sword energy piercing the darkness, flying high, and then slowly falling down.
To control the big and to control the owl. A mass of flawless white light burst out from the darkness, it was extraordinarily dazzling, but it soon landed on the sword platform.
The white light dissipated, revealing a pure and beautiful woman in a white dress, but her face was pale, her brows were tightly frowned, her delicate body trembled slightly, and the sword in her hand whined.
"ah!"
Those holy sons and disciples who admired the illusory and true saintess all exclaimed in unison, as if their hearts were broken, and their minds went blank.
Several people of Xuhuai Shengzi stood up almost at the same time, and said with a look of surprise: "Illusion is really defeated?"
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