Kuiyou City, on the third day of the competition between the ten clans, in the city lord's mansion.
The final battle to determine the ranking order of the ten clans is now in full swing on the martial arts arena.
The arena, which is three feet high and thirty meters long by side, is guarded by a barrier.
Two monks inside are fighting.
They are both at the pinnacle of the Eight Heaven Sect.
A man and a woman are fighting fiercely, the energy is overflowing, and the impact of the barrier is rattling, which is terrifying.
They are just eight-day-men monks, but their attack power is impressive.
What's even more frightening is that both of them use mid-level third-level magic weapons.
They sacrifice their blood essence to activate the magic weapons and produce attack power comparable to the holy realm.
In order to The first place belongs to them, and it's time for the two to fight over a cup of tea.
Generally speaking, masters can tell the winner in a split second after fighting each other.
The two have been fighting for a long time, but they still can't decide, which shows that there is not much difference in their cultivation level.
The other battles have long since stopped.
At this time, all the participants are watching the battle.
Surrounding the finals arena, there is a ring-shaped viewing platform, and many experts are sitting on the viewing seats.
The viewing platform was high enough, and the first level was parallel to the arena.
It was filled with the descendants of the ten clans, talking among themselves and speculating on the outcome of this decisive battle.
The seats on the upper floors were filled with big shots from the ten clans, including their accompanying worship masters, as well as VIPs invited to watch the battle.
If Xiao Cheng had not disappeared, he could have been sitting here as Mr.
Fan.
Unfortunately, Mr.
Fan was nowhere to be seen.
The big shots were watching intently, secretly cheering for someone among them.
In fact, most people hope that the woman will lose the game, because the Nangong Ancient Clan has held the first place in the Ten Clan Martial Arts Competition for a long time.
This time, the rising star of the Yun family defeated the seed player of the Qi family, and it is certain that the Yun family will be ranked second.
Let’s see if we can shake the Nangong royal family’s number one position.
The Nangong royal family has been prestigious for too long, and many people are waiting to see the day when it will be dethroned.
Unfortunately, in the competition restrictions for people below the Saint level and under the age of twenty-five, the chance of defeating the Nangong family's descendants is negligible.
This is the first time in a long time that someone has been in a stalemate with the first descendant of the Nangong family, so it is possible to see the decline of the Nangong royal family with his own eyes.
If the next generation cannot continue the victory, it will be the beginning of decline.
This is what the vast majority of people present want to see.
Nangongtang sat next to his father, who had a calm expression on his face.
He clenched his father's rough hands with his small hands, and his palms were sweaty.
Previously, Nangongtang also competed as a representative of the juniors, but was eliminated after only three rounds.
The final result was not bad, and he was ranked among the top thirty.
Don't forget, she is still young.
She has such tricks at the age of thirteen or fourteen, which has shocked the ten tribes.
There is a difference of more than ten years between the age of twenty-five and the age of ten.
Everyone can feel it.
If the three princesses are given another ten years, in the grand gathering of ten clans, one of the ten clans will definitely be dominated by this girl, who will aspire to be the first disciple of the younger generation.
For Nangongtang, it was just a matter of time.
Nangong Ying patted the back of his daughter's hand with his backhand, signaling her not to be anxious.
The eldest princess Nangong Wushuang's combat prowess was most recognized by His Majesty the Emperor.
This princess was only twenty-four this year, but she was already at the pinnacle of the Eight Heavens Clan.
Her qualifications It shocked the four continents.
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Those who can break through to the Holy Realm before the age of thirty are all great geniuses.
It is rare to reach the first level of the Holy Realm like Qi Yuan at the age of twenty-six.
Now, the eldest princess Nangong Wushuang is expected to be promoted to the Holy Realm before the age of twenty-five.
This is comparable to Qi Yuan is still awesome.
Once he succeeds, the status of the eldest princess will definitely rise, and she will be more respected by the emperor.
The emperor once lamented that Nangong Wushuang was not a man, otherwise, Wushuang would be made the prince.
It is a pity that the daughter cannot inherit the throne, but there is no doubt that she loves the eldest princess.
Of course, the emperor's love for Nangongtang was not inferior to that of the eldest princess.
Otherwise, why would she prank the eldest princess regardless of whether Nangongtang is fine?
The eldest princess dotes on this younger sister.
No matter how naughty Nangongtang is, she doesn't care.
Nangongtang is unforgiving and often ridicules the eldest princess's various behaviors, saying that she is pretentious, aloof, cold, and unlovable.
In fact, Nangongtang's favorite and most concerned person is Nangong Wushuang.
At this time, he sees that Sister Wushuang may lose. , it’s understandable to sweat nervously.
The leader of the Yun family was a beautiful lady with a bright and moving appearance.
She wore a gold silk crown and gorgeous clothes.
She looked graceful and graceful without being angry and proud.
This dress was comparable to that of an imperial queen, but none of the royal family members present.
There was a hint of dissent, because the person who came had a status comparable to that of a queen in a country.
This woman was Yun Luo's mother, the Shang family.
The Shang family, from which the Shang family was born, ranks twenty-eighth among the four continents and can only be considered a medium-sized family.
When Yun Hong, the deputy palace chief of Shangyang, was traveling around the world, he fell in love with this woman at first sight.
Regardless of family opposition, he resolutely married the Shang family, and then they had Yun Luo.
After being married to Yunhong for so many years, Shang's aura has become more condensed, and every move has a majesty that cannot be underestimated.
Although Yun Hong has no intention of becoming the head of the Yun family, the current head of the Yun family attaches great importance to Yun Hong's opinions.
In this way, the Shang family is qualified to lead the younger generations of the Yun family to participate in the grand gathering.
The gatherings of the ten clans are all led by the more important people in the family, and the clan leader will not show up.
After all, they do not pay attention to the battles of the juniors, not to mention, there are other things to be busy with.
Just like the Nangong royal family, having the Northern King come forward is very important, and Emperor Nan Yan will not come.
Shang's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and he looked worriedly at Yun Lei, who was rolling around in a panic, dodging Nangong Wushuang's sword energy.
Although he looked calm, the hands in his sleeves were already clenched.
Yunlei is the sixth son of Shang and Yunhong.
He is twenty-three years old this year.
He is Yunluo's younger brother.
He is also the youngest and most qualified among the six children.
Like Nangong Wushuang, he has access to all eight meridians and is young.
Lightness is the highest level of cultivation of the Eight Heavens Clan, and it is only one step away from being promoted to the Holy Realm.
In terms of the four continents, among the monks under the age of twenty-five, except for the outstanding disciples of the three hundred major sects, no one can compete with them.
Even compared with the most powerful young disciples of the Mahayana Buddhism of the three hundred major sects, Not left behind either.
After all, there have been very few people in history who have been promoted to the Holy Realm before the age of twenty-five.
Such a child holds a very important position in the Yun family.
Yun Luo likes this younger brother the most, but this time he is busy refining weapons and has no time for him to take care of him, so he cannot come to help.
Therefore, Mrs.
Shang complained a lot about her daughter.
However, with Yun Luo's temperament, once she refines weapons, the world will forget her.
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Everyone in the Yun family knows this, so they don't care about it.
Yunlei was gradually at a disadvantage.
Shang didn't care whether the Yun family could defeat the Nangong royal family.
She was worried that Yun Lei would be injured and had been making preparations.
If Yunlei was defeated, she had to consider whether the eldest princess would take the opportunity to launch a ruthless martial arts contest, regardless of life or death.
Although the ten clans gave each other face, no human life would actually occur, but with Yunlei's talent, would it be possible?
Only the ghosts who would make the Nangong family feel murderous would know.
Shang's eyes contacted the chief minister of the Yun family who was sitting next to him, and he sent a message with his spiritual mind, signaling the chief minister to prepare.
If something bad happened, he would try his best to break the rules and break the barrier to rescue Yun Lei.
The chief minister of the Yun family is a bad old man, who looks like he is dying of age.
However, both the Shang family and Nangong Ying have enough respect for the old man, because the old man's cultivation level is higher than that of Lord Jingguang Buddha.
Not much different.
Normally he would not show up, but this time he would come with him at the Ten Clans Gathering, which was obviously the result of Shang's request.
To be honest, the appearance of the great minister of the Yun family made Nangong Ying extremely nervous.
No one present was his opponent.
This unknown old man with a happy name had a top-notch third-grade magic weapon in his hand, which could crush everyone present.
How can everyone’s magic weapon not be feared?
In fact, if Shang cares, he will be confused and think too much.
With old man Xiaoyao present, how could Nangong Ying possibly signal to Nangong Wushuang, who had the upper hand, to take the opportunity to be cruel?
Wouldn't that be putting himself at risk?
Nangong Ying is not stupid.
With a loud bang from Peng, Nangong Wushuang launched a Dao-level sword move, breaking Yunlei's sword defense.
Although Yunlei is also a Dao-level martial artist, in comparison, he is still inferior to Nangong Wushuang. call out The tip of Nangong Wushuang's sword was pressed against the neck of Yun Lei, who looked dissatisfied.
A drop of red blood came out from the man's skin.
The red was dazzling, the red was shining, and the red made Shang feel heartbroken, but there was no murderous intent.
Obviously, Nangong Wushuang stopped when he clicked.
"Yunlei, I accept the concession."
Nangong Wushuang gracefully held up a sword flower with his sword.
With a cry, he sheathed the sword and walked towards the edge of the ring with a stern face.
"Princess Wushuang, just wait, sooner or later I will defeat you."
Yunlei angrily put away the sword that fell on the ground and shouted unyieldingly.
"We are always waiting for you."
Nangong Wushuang didn't even turn his head.
He left these words coldly, flew out from the gap in the barrier, spun gracefully in the air several times, and landed steadily in front of Nangong Tang, who stood up with a look of surprise.
He looked at Nangong Ying, who was also standing up with a smile, and bowed slowly.
"Uncle, luckily you have lived up to your destiny."
"Okay, okay".
Nangong Ying laughed.
"Huh, it's just a fluke that I won over a stupid boy.
What's the point of being proud of, but I still have to congratulate you."
Nangongtang had a stern face and a happy heart.
He spoke unceremoniously and spared no effort to ridicule the eldest princess sister.
Nangong Wushuang seemed not to have heard, and ignored Nangong Tang.
He returned the greetings to the dignitaries beside him who stood up to congratulate him, and went through the scene flawlessly, showing the royal style of the ten clans.
Putting on a cloak embroidered with a golden phoenix, he sat down on the empty seat next to Nangong Ying.
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The princess did not come today, so it was Nangong Ying who directed the younger generations of the Nangong family to fight.
As the host, City Master Situ Jin kept wiping his cold sweat and shouting in secret: "Hey, hey, these three days have finally passed without any danger.
After so many games, no one died.
God bless Kuiyou City." ah.
Situ Jin sighed deeply, but when he thought of his son being beaten down as soon as he came on stage, he couldn't help it.
There is no other way, I have to throw away the goods.
My son is not up to expectations, so I can do nothing.
At this moment, a luxury carriage drove directly in, attracting the attention of everyone present
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