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"five four three two one!"
At the moment when the countdown was completed, the participating warriors on all the towers in the ringed mountain range, the ancient land, the endless sea, and the genius leaders from all five empires moved at the same moment.
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Various sounds of piercing the sky sounded one after another, and they rushed towards the Dragon Sealing City in the center below.
Looking around, in all directions, young warriors jumped down, forming a large black mass, numbering in the tens of thousands.
After three years of waiting and hard training day and night, on this day and at this moment, all the geniuses under this starry sky started to move.
Xiao Chen was not in a hurry to jump down, and looked at the excited expressions on the faces of the leaders from all sides quietly. At this moment, his heart was as still as water.
On the Dragon Sealing City, the thick dark clouds that stretched for thousands of miles kept rolling under the agitation of countless young disciples.
Strong winds were blowing, dark clouds were rolling, and faintly, a loud roar of dragons could be heard among the heavy dark clouds. The roar of the dragon resounded throughout the sky and the earth, shaking the past and the present. The warriors in the stands felt a great atmosphere coming towards their faces.
The clouds are rolling, breathing out thousands of great atmospheres. The ancient and solemn atmosphere spreads among the mountains and the air solidifies.
Pu!
Suddenly, a small piece of the thick and boundless dark cloud broke into pieces, and a dazzling golden light cut through the void and fell straight down.
The city of Fenglong has always been dark and dark, and the thick dark clouds have not dispersed for thousands of years, but at this moment, there is actually a golden light falling.
Among the crowd, someone immediately exclaimed: "That is the golden light from Kunlun, the upper realm, the light of God. The last Five Nations Tournament did not have such a scene."
"It is indeed the light of God. There were such visions in the last prosperous age of warriors. It seems that now is indeed the prosperous age of warriors. The majestic aura of tens of thousands of geniuses has attracted the attention of the upper world."
"It is rumored that the top ranked players in the Five Kingdoms Competition will have the opportunity to leap into the upper realm with the realm of the Martial Emperor. Now that I think about it, it is true."
On top of the Four Hundred and Dragon Pillars, the fierce fighting has begun. There are thirty or forty geniuses fighting around each dragon pillar. The scene is extremely cruel.
For the four hundred places, everyone has tried their best. Everyone knows what this five-nation competition means and miss this opportunity.
Throughout your life, in this world of warriors, you can only play a supporting role forever.
The ten tallest dragon pillars in the middle seem extremely calm at this moment. Not many people are fighting for it. Everyone knows what these ten dragon pillars mean.
The fiercest battle will take place there. If you don¡¯t have strong strength, you will lose your qualifications for the primary election in an instant.
On the top of the tower where the eight aristocratic families are located, the eight princes, Feng Shen, stood handsomely on the top of the tower. The eight people were chatting and laughing, looking very calm.
In the eyes of everyone, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky to get four hundred places, but these eight people didn't take it to heart at all and didn't have the slightest worry.
"Hey, brothers, I, Qian Wen, have taken the first step, you guys can chat."
Among the eight princes, a man wearing a gorgeous blue and white brocade robe smiled softly, handed over his hands and left.
Whoops!
I don¡¯t know if it was a coincidence or not, but as he left, a hole was opened again in the thick dark clouds above his head, and a dazzling golden light fell from the sky like a sharp sword.
Soon, only two of the eight great princes left, Bai Qi, the eldest son of the Bai family, and Sima Lingxuan, the eldest son of the Sima family. They were also the champion and runner-up respectively in the last Five Nations Tournament.
Every time a prince jumps down, a bright golden light will fall from the sky. Those who are interested will be surprised when they see it.
Sima Lingxuan is tall and slender, with a sharp sword eyebrow, eyes as bright as stars, and a handsome face, as if carved by miraculous craftsmanship.
There is a kind of person in the world who is born extraordinary. Even in the vast sea of ??people, you can separate him from the rest of the world with just one look.
There is no doubt that Sima Lingxuan is this kind of person. Standing there, you can feel a strong aura, and there is a pressure in your heart unconsciously.
Bai Qi took a deep breath, calmed down, stood in front of the railing, and prepared to jump off.
Sima Lingxuan turned slightly sideways, looked at Bai Qi and nodded: "Bai Qi, I heard that you have completely mastered the Four Seasons Sword Technique, which is the most difficult thing to practice in the Bai family."
"You are the first martial artist under the age of thirty in the Bai family in the past three thousand years who can practice this sword technique to great perfection."
Bai Qi did not deny it, and chuckled softly: "Why, you are scared."
"You're kidding." Sima Lingxuan laughed and said, "Bai Qi, I just hope that you won't lose as badly as you did three years ago. You can give me a little pressure."
After speaking, he laughed loudly, jumped up and stood on the railing, staring at the tallest one among the four hundred dragon pillars, and a powerful aura spread from him.
Whoosh!
Immediately, there was an endless strong wind blowing from the distance, blowing the gown on Sima Lingxuan's body.
When the momentum reached its peak, Sima Lingxuan put his toes on the railing and flew straight towards the tallest dragon pillar with a heavy weight.
Puff puff puff puff!
From the sky above 10,000 meters, eight rays of golden light shot down one after another. The golden light was dazzling and dazzling, shrouding Sima Lingxuan in it, and moved as he moved in the air.
"Holy crap, with the divine light on his body, how strong is Sima Lingxuan!"
Such a strange vision suddenly attracted the attention of all the warriors surrounded by the mountains.
Bai Qi clenched his right fist and looked a little ugly. Three years ago, although he got second place, he failed to make ten moves in the hands of Sima Lingxuan.
Let the opponent reach the top with no pressure.
"Sima Lingxuan, the Four Seasons Sword Technique is by no means as simple as you think. This time I, Bai Qi, will definitely get back my own honor."
Bai raised his feet on the ground, stepped lightly, and his figure rose up. His target turned out to be the highest dragon pillar.
Four golden lights fell from the horizon, but they did not move with Bai Qi, which was a bit different from Sima Lingxuan.
The fight lasted for five or six minutes, but no one had yet officially stepped onto the dragon pillar. Amidst the flash of swords and shadows, many warriors were injured and fell down.
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Xiao Chen scanned the crowd with his eyes, and he had a rough idea of ??how to win the spot. His eyes were fixed on the outermost dragon pillar.
Whoops!
The soles of his feet were a little heavier on the ground, and Xiao Chen shot out like an arrow from a string. The dark clouds in the sky suddenly broke into eight small holes.
The eight golden lights were about to fall, but for some unknown reason, with a hiss, the small hole that was originally opened closed up again in an instant.
Of course, no one noticed this small detail.
Away from the fiercest competition in the center, Xiao Chen flew towards the most inconspicuous dragon pillar on the edge, but even so, there were thirty people fighting for it and the dragon pillar.
The battle around the Dragon Pillar was extremely fierce. The Dragon Pillar was completely empty, but no one dared to actually stand on it. The few people who had stood on it were already under fire. That tragic situation happened not long ago.
Whoops!
While thirty people were fighting each other, a figure suddenly appeared on the dragon pillar. The man was dressed in white, with a slender long knife clasped at his waist. His expression was calm and unruffled.
"Where does this kid come from? He dares to take our position. He doesn't know whether to live or die."
"Hit him!"
When the thirty people fighting each other saw Xiao Chen standing on top, they all stopped without saying a word. Attacks from all directions, from front, back, left and right, came at Xiao Chen overwhelmingly.
The person who takes action has the lowest cultivation level of a Martial King, and there are quite a few top-grade Martial Kings. A few of the few have even half a level of Martial King.
It was a coincidence that the person who made the first move was none other than Song Qing of the Broken Blade Sect, who had a half-step of Martial Emperor cultivation. Seeing Xiao Chen standing on the dragon pillar, he sneered in his heart.
???????? This guy is a disciple of the sect of the Great Qin Kingdom. Does he really think that anyone can stand on this Dragon Pillar?
He, Song Qing, was not in a hurry to stand up. It was not easy to stand for a full minute in the face of the crowd's fire.
You have to wait until everyone¡¯s energy is almost exhausted before you can confidently stand on it for a minute.
boom!
Various rays of light hit the white figure, and the light exploded, and in the chaos, the figure was directly blown to pieces.
do you died?
Everyone was a little surprised and felt a little easier, but after looking carefully, they found that there were indeed no whole bodies, and they finally felt relieved.
Someone laughed loudly and said: "You can't stop even one move, but you dare to come here to join in the fun. You really don't know how to live or die."
"Really?" At this moment, a low sneer sounded from behind everyone.
Everyone looked back, only to see behind them that the figure they had just eliminated, dressed in a white robe, with a long knife on his waist, and a calm expression, appeared again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Wearing a long sword and looking calm, he appeared again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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