"Unexpectedly, in the first competition, it will be our turn to the Sky Splitting Sword Sect."
Duan Zhenghui's face sank, choosing two of the five forces, the probability of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect being selected was not great.
It's a pity that they were unlucky, and in the first competition, they chose the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.
If the Sky Splitting Sword Sect loses, then the Sky Splitting Sword Sect will be at the bottom of the first round of the competition.
The sword fighting conference is more than strength and luck.
Bad luck, poor strength, deserve to be the last.
In the past, the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect was the first to last every time, just because both of them were bad.
I didn't expect this time to be even worse, there was the Sky Splitting Sword Sect in the first game.
The disciples of the Xuanwu Sword Sect had a look of excitement on their faces.
Against the Heavy Sword Gate and the Ansan clan, they will be defeated.
They were not sure about the True Martial Sword Sect.
However, when it comes to the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, they are full of confidence.
After their decisive battle, the next match is without them.
In other words, if the Xuanwu Sword Sect defeated the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, then they would at least be third, not fourth.
In the next competition, two of the other three forces that did not participate in the competition were selected.
"It seems that in the first round of this competition, our True Martial Sword Sect can only get a fourth.
Fortunately, there is the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect at the bottom, so the psychology is also more balanced."
The disciples of the True Martial Sword Sect also had extremely unsightly faces.
The Heaven Splitting Sword Sect and the Xuanwu Sword Sect were both in the first competition, so the object of their next competition would only be the Heavy Sword Sect or the Anshan Clan.
Whether it is against the Shang'an Mountain Clan or the Heavy Sword Sect, the True Martial Sword Sect will undoubtedly be defeated.
"The garbage of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, I'm waiting for you on the sword fighting platform, who will go first" A disciple of the Xuanwu Sword Sect walked directly to the sword fighting platform.
The Xuanwu Sword Sect also had five True Qi Realm peak disciples coming, and the first one to appear was naturally weaker.
After all, the strongest will definitely stay at the end.
The first one to play was the most disadvantaged, and there was no time to rest in the competition on the sword fighting platform.
Beat one and the second will soon be on the field.
No matter how strong it is, after a few battles, there will definitely not be much combat power left.
"Which of us will go first" Huangfu Tong'er, Luo Zhen'er, Haoran, and Zhuo Bufan glanced at each other, and the first one to appear was definitely one of the four of them.
Among the five of them, there was no doubt that Ling Dao's strength was the strongest.
"Abominable disciples of the Xuanwu Sword Sect, I'll go up and teach them a lesson first" Haoran snorted, but he walked on the sword fighting platform first.
Whether it was Duan Zhenghui or Zhuang Xin and others, they all looked at the past.
Hao Ran and that Xuanwu Sword Sect disciple were the first decisive battle of the Sword Fighting Conference.
"You're not my opponent, don't waste time, hurry up and draw your sword" The Xuanwu Sword Sect disciple sneered, and then took out the stainless steel sword.
He looked contemptuous, and he didn't look like he took Haoran in his eyes.
Hao Ran was at the age of Fang Gang, and when he saw this attitude, he naturally drew his sword and attacked it.
"Look at the sword" Haoran's Haoran Righteous Qi Sword is okay to deal with people with poor strength, but it is a little reluctant to deal with those whose strength is similar to him, and it is simply a rhythm to kill himself when he is stronger than him.
He is not the kind of saint gentleman who has the world in mind at all, so it is naturally impossible to practice the real Haoran Righteous Qi Sword.
"The disciple of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, the strength is really poor, and I am defeated."
After dozens of rounds of the battle, Haoran was obviously a little unable to hold on.
The Xuanwu Sword Sect disciple sneered, but he was defending and attacking, sword after sword, attacking Hao Ran fiercely.
In just a moment, Hao Ran was unstable, and was finally swept away by a sword.
In the first battle, the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect's Haoran was defeated, and the disciples of the Xuanwu Sword Sect won.
Haoran looked dejected, and walked towards the place where Ling Dao and the others were in shame.
He was the first to play, but he didn't expect to lose like this.
"The garbage of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, who is the next one?"
The victorious Xuanwu Sword Sect disciple was actually a little tired, but his expression was extremely excited.
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Huangfu Tong'er snorted coldly, but he pulled out his stainless steel sword and walked towards the sword fighting platform.
"I'll come" As soon as Huangfu Tong'er's voice fell, he made a strong move.
Her swordsmanship turned into a heavy wave and rushed away.
If that Xuanwu Sword Sect disciple hadn't had the previous consumption, he might have been able to defeat Huangfu Tong'er, but unfortunately it was impossible now.
However, Huangfu Tong'er also spent a lot of strength to defeat that Xuanwu Sword Sect disciple.
The swordsmanship of the Xuanwu Sword Sect itself is mainly based on defense.
Although Huangfu Tong'er defeated her opponent, she also did not have the ability to continue fighting.
"Next, I'll get on" Zhuo Bufan strode onto the sword fighting platform, and his opponent was another disciple of the Xuanwu Sword Sect.
The two didn't say much, and they just took out their swords.
Zhuo Bufan's swordsmanship is good, but it's a pity that this disciple of the Xuanwu Sword Sect is even stronger than the one just now.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhuo Bufan gasped heavily, and he was no longer capable of defeating his opponent.
That Xuanwu Sword Sect disciple launched an even more ferocious offensive and beat Zhuo Bufan to the bottom of the sword fighting platform.
"It seems that I can only go up" Luo Zhen'er gritted her teeth, but walked onto the sword fighting platform.
Her mist sword is weird and unpredictable, but now facing the disciples of the Xuanwu Sword Sect, she has a headache, after all, her attack is not strong.
It was a war of attrition, and it lasted for half an hour.
Whether it was Luo Zhen'er or that Xuanwu Sword Sect disciple, they were all tired and couldn't stand up.
In the end, they all gritted their teeth and fought to the end, and both of them had no strength to continue fighting.
By now, the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect had dispatched four disciples, and the Xuanwu Sword Sect had only dispatched two disciples.
There was only one person left in the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, Ling Dao, and there were still three disciples left in the Xuanwu Sword Sect.
No matter how you look at it, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect is bound to lose.
"The Sky Splitting Sword Sect is really still the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and it participates in the Sword Fighting Conference every year, and its role is just to be at the bottom."
"I thought that the Sky Splitting Sword Sect would be able to be shameful and brave, but I didn't expect that in this sword fighting conference, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect would still be at the bottom."
Under the sword fighting stage, everyone discussed.
Now everyone felt that the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect would definitely be defeated, and the Xuanwu Sword Sect would definitely be the victor.
Then, in the first round of the competition, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect was the penultimate one.
"Sect Master Duan, thank you if it weren't for meeting your Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, our Xuanwu Sword Sect really wouldn't have been able to win so easily, hahaha" The voice of the Xuanwu Sword Sect Sect Master was very loud, and many people present heard it.
He deliberately sarcastically mocked Duan Zhenghui, he deliberately made Duan Zhenghui ugly.
If it weren't for Ling Dao, Duan Zhenghui would definitely be angry in his heart, but now Duan Zhenghui sneered in his heart.
"After Ling Dao makes a move, I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh."
Duan Zhenghui muttered silently to himself in his heart, in fact, he was not absolutely sure, he could only choose to believe Ling Dao S: 18,000 flowers plus more ntforiitfreeti0 t1706231537: