Chapter 200 The Last Game

In the eighth game, Lin Tian and Liu Hai fought with little waste of time. In addition, Lin Tian himself did not consume anything. Lin Tian sat directly on the ground and practiced until the arrival of the ninth round.

However, when Lin Tian was surprised, he had not met Meng Xuan in the ninth game.

According to reason, when Lin Tian and Meng Xuan were in the examination, they were so close that they were very likely to meet each other. Unless, at the beginning, in the area where Lin Tian and Meng Xuan were located, there were too many strong people, and the strong people who could enter the ninth game occupied half of the whole square. Well, then, Lin Tian's chance of encountering Meng Xuan may be a little larger.

"Is it because I'm so lucky that I may not meet Meng Xuan until I win the quota and enter the top 100?" Lin Tianduan sat on the ground, practicing and thinking.

Although Lin Tian was already ready to encounter Meng Xuan and fight a big war, Lin Tian also knew in his heart that unless he made another breakthrough and his cultivation reached the innate later stage, otherwise, he could not defeat Meng Xuan at all.

Among the peripheral disciples of Penglai Xianshan, his strength ranked in the top three, and the breath emanating from Meng Xuan by Lin Tian knew that Meng Xuan's strength was infinitely close to breaking through the golden elixir period.

Now, if you can avoid meeting Meng Xuan and win the quota directly and smoothly, it is naturally the best for Lin Tian.

In the ninth round, Lin Tian also met a strong man who had been consumed in the eighth round. The two killed almost a cup of tea, and then the mountain cut by Lin Tian, which directly made the strong man unable to resist, broke the token, and was rejected by the power of Xumi Zhoutian's array.

"There is only one last round left." Looking at the man disappearing, Lin Tian's eyes flashed.

His goal is to get an forehead, become an inner disciple of Penglai Fairy Mountain, and stay in the world of cultivation. Now, in the assessment, Lin Tian has survived to the ninth game. According to Lin Tian's budget, 100,000 people will only play about ten games at most, so the ownership of 100 places has come to stone.

Now, Lin Tian has passed the ninth round, and there is only the last round left. Of course, he wants to win the quota of an inner disciple.

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In the huge square, it is completely shrouded in the mist transformed by the Zhoutian array.

At this time, in the whole square, there are only one hundred and seventy-six fog areas left, that is to say, there are still one hundred and seventy-six areas fighting in the ninth game.

Among the 177-smoist areas, in one of the fog areas, Luo Ming, who was wearing the standard clothing of black peripheral disciples, held a long sword, like a wave in the water, waved out a sword shadow, folded into a line, facing a person in front of him who was also wearing the standard clothing of the periphery of Penglai Fairy Mountain. The woman suddenly stabbed. Suddenly, there were ripples in the void of the sword shadow, as if the attack power of the sword shadow made the void tremble.

"Huh, Luo Ming, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply." The dagger in the woman's hand burst out a strong sword light, which slightly resisted Luo Ming's sword shadow, and directly separated a congenital innocence and shattered the token on her body. The whole person disappeared in an instant under the repulsion of the power of Xumi Zhoutian array, and Luo Ming's sword shadow did not have any obstruction, and directly passed through the woman's position just now. , which disappeared into the screen wall of the surrounding fog area, causing the silky vibration of the fog screen wall.

You should know that the area screen wall transformed by the Xumi Zhoutian array was exerted by the strength of the Jindan period, and Luo Ming's sword shadow that did not enter the fog screen wall could actually cause the silk shock of the fog screen wall. It can be imagined that the power of Luo Ming's sword just now has What a terrible point it has reached.

"Well, over the past ten years, I have been practicing hard. I waited for this moment. When I was promoted to the inner disciple, I could get enough resources to attack the Jindan period or even a higher level." Looking at the place where the woman disappeared, a cold light flashed in Luo Ming's eyes.

Luo Ming, usually, is easy-going. Among the peripheral disciples, he does not have much reputation, which completely shows the strength of ordinary disciples. At this time, Luo Ming broke out in one fell swoop, which shocked all his opponents. He directly went through eight rounds and all the way to the current ninth inning.

And now, Luo Ming has just defeated his opponent in the ninth inning and is doomed to the final battle.

Luo Ming, who has just won the ninth round, although his breath is a little messy, the consumption is not much.

Poo!

Luo Ming sat directly on the misty ground and seized the last time to recover himself.

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In another misty area, the swords and shadows refuted each other, and the two opponents who fought were between Bo Zhong. However, the sharp sword lights were extremely fierce, and in terms of momentum, they slightly suppressed the knife light.

"Qin Tiannan, I didn't expect you to have only congenital later cultivation, but your strength has reached this level." The man who used the blade roared, and the sword in his hand was chopped again and again.

And the man who used his sword was Qin Tiannan, who was better than Lin Tian.

In Ling Tiannan's eyes, there was a terrible calmness. Every time the long sword in his hand was waved, it was with a fierce sword shadow, slightly suppressing the knife light.

However, although the strength of the strong man who uses the sword is slightly worse than Qin Tiannan, as a strong man in the innate peak realm, it is still slightly longer than Qin Tiannan in breath. It can be said that the fight between the two is completely between Bozhong. In a short period of time, according to this, there is no difference at all. Win or lose.

"Well, Chen De, what you can't imagine is still in the future." A flash of cold light flashed in Qin Tiannan's eyes,

"Breaking the wind and clear shadow!"

With a low roar, a dazzling cyan sword awn suddenly lit up on Qin Tiannan's body. At the moment when the cyan sword awn appeared, it was directly integrated into the sword shadow exerted by Qin Tian. Suddenly, Qin Tiannan's sword shadow integrated with the cyan sword awn suddenly burst out with the terrible blue sword awn. The countless cyan sword awns were like The raindrops completely enveloped the man who used the sword in an instant.

"This...this is... Lord Qin's sword secret? You, how can you make it?" Crazyly resisting the terrible sword awns that shot over, the man who used the sword flashed with fear in his eyes.

The sword formula of breaking the wind is the famous sword formula of Qin Tiannan's father and the strong man in the Yuanying period. It is infinitely powerful and extremely terrible. And now, the man who used the sword didn't expect that Qin Tiannan would be refined.

There was a trace of madness in Qin Tiannan's eyes, desperately attacking the man who used the sword.

Gradually, he was shrouded in countless terrible swords, and the man who used the sword could no longer support it.

"The sword secret of breaking the wind is really terrible, but forcibly use the secret of breaking the wind sword, Qin Tiannan, I believe it will be a great burden on you." There was a trace of unwillingness in the man who used the sword. "I'll see how you can play the next game."

Pup!

After saying that, the man who used the sword directly smashed the token on his body, was rejected by the power of Xumi Zhoutian, and disappeared in the same place in an instant.

Poo-huh!

As soon as the man who used the sword disappeared, the shadow of the sword all over the sky dissipated directly, and Qin Tiannan knelt directly on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

"It seems that with my current cultivation, I can't bear the load brought to my body by the breaking wind sword formula at all." Qin Tiannan knelt on the ground, and his face was very pale. He smiled bitterly and said, "If I break through to the peak of innate, I can suppress the load brought by the wind-breaking sword formula in a short time with the strong congenital spirit."

"The ninth game is finally over, but the last game is left..."

Qin Tiannan sat on his knees on the foggy ground and tried to recover a little and count a little in the last remaining time.

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Wan! Wow! Wow!

Half an hour has arrived. In the huge square, the whole array of Xumi Zhoutian, under the control of several Jindan period strong men in mid-air, instantly integrated the 166 fog areas and turned them into new fog areas, and the remaining people in the original fog area were also newly assigned to the last opponents. As for those fights that have not yet ended, under the judgment of the strong Jindan period monitored by one party, those who occupy the advantage are left behind, and those who are at a disadvantage are directly cleaned out of the battle.

Feeling the changes in the surrounding space, Lin Tian, who was sitting on the ground practicing, opened his eyes and said slowly, "The tenth game has finally begun!"

Lin Tian stood up and the space changed. In an instant, the original 166 fog areas directly turned into 88 newly formed fog areas, and there was one more person in the area where Lin Tian was located.

This man, also dressed in the standard clothes of the disciples outside Penglai Fairy Mountain, the breath emanated from his body was like an ice cellar. Lin Tian felt that in the extremely cold breath, a faint murderous atmosphere was spreading rapidly.

And this person is Lin Tian's opponent in the tenth game.

"Meng Xuan!"

Lin Tian's face was extremely heavy. He looked at the cold man standing opposite, with a strong sense of war in his eyes, as if he had burned.

And this cold man is Meng Xuan, who has been secretly vigilant in Lin Tian's heart.

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At this time, the whole huge square, the area shrouded by the large array of Xumi Zhoutian, has been reduced to only the central position.

In the middle of the sky, there are only nine strong people in the Jindan period who were originally dense and controlled the array of countless Jindan period. Each strong man of Jindan period, eight strong people of Jindan period, correspond to the fog area below, and the last strong man of Jindan period corresponds to the remaining eight fog areas.

In the middle of the nine Jindan period strong men, Ren Lingfeng, who cultivated in the Yuanying period, was floating in the air at this time.

Looking at the 88 fog areas below, the area where Lin Tian and Meng Xuan are, Ren Lingfeng smiled and whispered, "Little guy, I arranged Meng Xuan for you in the last game, which is a hope for you. Otherwise, I'm afraid you have been eliminated long ago."