Chapter 1272
It's obviously not in line with the reality that taking the first place is immortal in the north. However, as long as you get the top 100, or even the top 10, you can enter the underground palace or even the heavenly palace, which has great attraction.
The underground palace, Tiangong, Xuangong, rengong and the disciples of the four palaces not only show their status and identity, but also have many practical benefits. For example, in the distribution of martial arts resources, Tiangong is three times the treatment of the underground palace. The underground palace is twice the treatment of Xuangong. Xuangong is ten times the treatment of rengong.
"Now, then, let's start. The knockout is very simple. It's going to be on the stage. " Blue Dingtian pointed to the bloody platform and said in a voice: "a time of incense. After the burning of incense, the top 100 people who stayed on the high platform are the top 100. "
"I declare, now, the knockout game begins!!!"
When LAN Dingtian announced the start of the knockout competition, the disciples of rengong, Digong and Tiangong who were close to the high platform quickly retreated to the back, leaving only 100000 Xuangong disciples under the high platform.
Let Xuangong disciples compete for the position of the platform.
For a moment, the disciples of the hundred thousand Xuangong were still quiet in the last second.
Burst out.
In a flash.
Some people, directly to the people around them, some people, desperate to rush towards the high platform, some people, three, three, five, five United, some people a sword, strong and murderous
All living beings have their own faces.
There was chaos.
Ding Ding!!!
Hiss! Hiss!!!
Boom!!!
Under the dazzling light of Xuanqi, all kinds of tyrannical sounds ripple, a stream of air fragments are unable to bear the chaos.
I don't know how many disciples of Xuangong are fighting together. For a while, Xuanqi is filled with blood and the sound is loud
Hand in hand, swords without eyes, one by one Xuangong disciples desperately exert their martial arts and fight! Fight like killing red eyes!
Of course, there are exceptions.
North immortal, at this moment, standing in the crowd, but, he did not move, he did not make a move, no one made a move to him, even, those crazy scuffles, cruel scuffles, bloody scuffles around, are deliberately away from him.
He was dressed in white and raised his head slightly, just like a clear stream in the blood scarlet. His lips had been flowing with a light, arrogant smile, and his eyes were quiet like the eyes of an old man.
The next moment.
He moved.
Well, if he doesn't use his body method, he just steps, like an ordinary person. He moves. He doesn't know whether his steps are intentional or unintentional. The disciples of Xuangong who are fighting in front of him, no matter how they killed each other in the last second, are red eyed. But if only the immortal North is coming, they will automatically separate and move away.
In that killing, scarlet and tyrannical scuffle, there was a passage for North immortal to walk through, and North immortal to walk towards the high platform.
What is strength? What is bullying? What is invincible?
The north is immortal and drenched.
As a disciple of Xuangong, he runs over the whole Xuangong, so powerful that no one dare to disrespect him!!! No respect!
This is the most amazing, the most incredible and the only scene in the comparison of Xuangong in annihilation palace.
One person, suppress one palace!
"My Lord, you are invincible. You are shining today and shaking ancient times!" The elder couldn't help sighing. Three of them came from the heart, seven of them praised them deliberately. He said that the elder looked at the scorching sky and said, "what's more, there is a real dragon among people like the few palace masters in the annihilation palace. The time for the rising of the annihilation palace to crush the ancient sky is coming."
"He's very good." In the summer, I was tired of the light road and glanced at the North immortal. Although I boasted a word, in my heart, for the North immortal, I only wanted to kill and cool, not for the others, because the North immortal also loved Rango.
Soon.
North immortal has come to the lower part of the bloody platform, his figure is slightly moving, his white clothes are slightly swinging, his hands are upright, the whole person has arrived at the bloody platform.
That temperament, indescribable cold, natural and unrestrained.
There's an amazing charm.
I don't know how many female disciples of rengong, underground palace and Tiangong are reluctant to blink.
"Damn it!!!" Under the platform, the scuffle in Xuangong is still going on. I don't know if it's to please the immortal in the north. However, the fact is that in the scuffle among Xuangong disciples, Lin Yanran and Wu Lingyun are specially taken care of.
Around the two women, there are almost hundreds of Xuangong disciples attacking them.
The two women are very powerful, especially the dancing spirit cloud, which is still waving, cold and cold, full of killing opportunities, still as fast as light, and can do dozens of waves in a flash. Each time, they will seriously hurt a Xuangong disciple who is surrounded by the attack.
Lin Yanran is a person with a sword. She looks pale and consumes too much. She wields a long sword with one hand, bites her teeth, and waves it with all her strength. A set of cloud sword is full of dripping water. It's strange and fierce, like a woman dancing and dancing with blood.The long sword is bound to bring a flower of blood.
However, although the strength of the two men is extremely strong, they are ultimately invincible with two fists and four hands. Being besieged by such special care, the state of the two women is getting worse and worse. Gradually, they have a feeling of being unable to support, especially Lin Yanran, whose arms, arms and shoulders are all dazzling red.
However, she is still biting her lips. She is stubborn, very, very stubborn.
"Hum, what is Lin Yanran still insisting on? Is it sad or not? What's the point of holding on? Don't forget, Su Chen is also a disciple of Xuangong. As a result, he is still in the closed door. Ha ha, the funny closed door, and relying on the so-called closed door, he has escaped the big comparison of Xuangong. " Not far away, Huang Siyu sneers, satirizing.
She is very relaxed, because many disciples of Xuangong know that she is the immortal servant girl of the north, so she releases water to her intentionally or unintentionally, so she is very relaxed, basically means to go through the motions.
Lin Yanran and Wu Lingyun don't care at all. At the moment, they have no other thoughts. They can only fight! Fight!! Fight!!! If you are a little distracted, you will be seriously injured.
Another small time will pass.
Finally, the guard cloud opened, because the time of incense is coming, and there will be no chance without going on stage. All the hundreds of Xuangong disciples who surrounded Lin Yanran and wulingyun have begun to retreat and rush towards the high platform.
One by one, the body method is wide open, like blood shadows, moving towards the blood platform.
Soon.
One of them is about to rush to the platform.
The underground palace, Tiangong, Xuangong, rengong and the disciples of the four palaces not only show their status and identity, but also have many practical benefits. For example, in the distribution of martial arts resources, Tiangong is three times the treatment of the underground palace. The underground palace is twice the treatment of Xuangong. Xuangong is ten times the treatment of rengong.
"Now, then, let's start. The knockout is very simple. It's going to be on the stage. " Blue Dingtian pointed to the bloody platform and said in a voice: "a time of incense. After the burning of incense, the top 100 people who stayed on the high platform are the top 100. "
"I declare, now, the knockout game begins!!!"
When LAN Dingtian announced the start of the knockout competition, the disciples of rengong, Digong and Tiangong who were close to the high platform quickly retreated to the back, leaving only 100000 Xuangong disciples under the high platform.
Let Xuangong disciples compete for the position of the platform.
For a moment, the disciples of the hundred thousand Xuangong were still quiet in the last second.
Burst out.
In a flash.
Some people, directly to the people around them, some people, desperate to rush towards the high platform, some people, three, three, five, five United, some people a sword, strong and murderous
All living beings have their own faces.
There was chaos.
Ding Ding!!!
Hiss! Hiss!!!
Boom!!!
Under the dazzling light of Xuanqi, all kinds of tyrannical sounds ripple, a stream of air fragments are unable to bear the chaos.
I don't know how many disciples of Xuangong are fighting together. For a while, Xuanqi is filled with blood and the sound is loud
Hand in hand, swords without eyes, one by one Xuangong disciples desperately exert their martial arts and fight! Fight like killing red eyes!
Of course, there are exceptions.
North immortal, at this moment, standing in the crowd, but, he did not move, he did not make a move, no one made a move to him, even, those crazy scuffles, cruel scuffles, bloody scuffles around, are deliberately away from him.
He was dressed in white and raised his head slightly, just like a clear stream in the blood scarlet. His lips had been flowing with a light, arrogant smile, and his eyes were quiet like the eyes of an old man.
The next moment.
He moved.
Well, if he doesn't use his body method, he just steps, like an ordinary person. He moves. He doesn't know whether his steps are intentional or unintentional. The disciples of Xuangong who are fighting in front of him, no matter how they killed each other in the last second, are red eyed. But if only the immortal North is coming, they will automatically separate and move away.
In that killing, scarlet and tyrannical scuffle, there was a passage for North immortal to walk through, and North immortal to walk towards the high platform.
What is strength? What is bullying? What is invincible?
The north is immortal and drenched.
As a disciple of Xuangong, he runs over the whole Xuangong, so powerful that no one dare to disrespect him!!! No respect!
This is the most amazing, the most incredible and the only scene in the comparison of Xuangong in annihilation palace.
One person, suppress one palace!
"My Lord, you are invincible. You are shining today and shaking ancient times!" The elder couldn't help sighing. Three of them came from the heart, seven of them praised them deliberately. He said that the elder looked at the scorching sky and said, "what's more, there is a real dragon among people like the few palace masters in the annihilation palace. The time for the rising of the annihilation palace to crush the ancient sky is coming."
"He's very good." In the summer, I was tired of the light road and glanced at the North immortal. Although I boasted a word, in my heart, for the North immortal, I only wanted to kill and cool, not for the others, because the North immortal also loved Rango.
Soon.
North immortal has come to the lower part of the bloody platform, his figure is slightly moving, his white clothes are slightly swinging, his hands are upright, the whole person has arrived at the bloody platform.
That temperament, indescribable cold, natural and unrestrained.
There's an amazing charm.
I don't know how many female disciples of rengong, underground palace and Tiangong are reluctant to blink.
"Damn it!!!" Under the platform, the scuffle in Xuangong is still going on. I don't know if it's to please the immortal in the north. However, the fact is that in the scuffle among Xuangong disciples, Lin Yanran and Wu Lingyun are specially taken care of.
Around the two women, there are almost hundreds of Xuangong disciples attacking them.
The two women are very powerful, especially the dancing spirit cloud, which is still waving, cold and cold, full of killing opportunities, still as fast as light, and can do dozens of waves in a flash. Each time, they will seriously hurt a Xuangong disciple who is surrounded by the attack.
Lin Yanran is a person with a sword. She looks pale and consumes too much. She wields a long sword with one hand, bites her teeth, and waves it with all her strength. A set of cloud sword is full of dripping water. It's strange and fierce, like a woman dancing and dancing with blood.The long sword is bound to bring a flower of blood.
However, although the strength of the two men is extremely strong, they are ultimately invincible with two fists and four hands. Being besieged by such special care, the state of the two women is getting worse and worse. Gradually, they have a feeling of being unable to support, especially Lin Yanran, whose arms, arms and shoulders are all dazzling red.
However, she is still biting her lips. She is stubborn, very, very stubborn.
"Hum, what is Lin Yanran still insisting on? Is it sad or not? What's the point of holding on? Don't forget, Su Chen is also a disciple of Xuangong. As a result, he is still in the closed door. Ha ha, the funny closed door, and relying on the so-called closed door, he has escaped the big comparison of Xuangong. " Not far away, Huang Siyu sneers, satirizing.
She is very relaxed, because many disciples of Xuangong know that she is the immortal servant girl of the north, so she releases water to her intentionally or unintentionally, so she is very relaxed, basically means to go through the motions.
Lin Yanran and Wu Lingyun don't care at all. At the moment, they have no other thoughts. They can only fight! Fight!! Fight!!! If you are a little distracted, you will be seriously injured.
Another small time will pass.
Finally, the guard cloud opened, because the time of incense is coming, and there will be no chance without going on stage. All the hundreds of Xuangong disciples who surrounded Lin Yanran and wulingyun have begun to retreat and rush towards the high platform.
One by one, the body method is wide open, like blood shadows, moving towards the blood platform.
Soon.
One of them is about to rush to the platform.
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