Chapter 10 Stand Out

With Mani's announcement, the whole scene was shocked, and the powerful energy fluctuations broke out in an instant, causing the boundary to tremble constantly. The explosion of the predecessors was very horrible, and Mani and others had to strengthen the protection of the boundary.

The flying sword is flying all over the sky, the Taoism is gorgeously blooming, the energy is crazy and rampant, and the scene is very chaotic. No one approached the ridiculous Xiaohong.

Xiaohong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. The whole audience was stunned. It can be said that there is nothing close to him except the raging Taoism that occasionally flies to Xiaohong.

"What are those bastards doing? What are you afraid of..." Ling Feng couldn't help holding the fan and scolding in her heart, "But it's okay, it's better to be promoted, otherwise how can I humiliate and humiliate you?"

"Haha..." Mokong and others laughed. Yao Yan couldn't help saying, "Tianqing, you were not as beautiful as your disciples back then."

The chaos lasted for a short time, and a repairman fell down. Each fallen repairman had an energy mask to prevent them from being accidentally injured and sent out of the boundary. As people continue to fall, the space in the boundary becomes smaller and smaller. Gradually, there were only more than 100 people left, which suddenly decreased tenfold.

With the expansion of space, these more than 100 people looked at each other carefully for fear of being attacked and tragically withdrew. Almost all the remaining 100 people were injured, but Xiaohong was fine. He was dressed in a white robe and his long silver hair fluttered in the wind, which was so conspicuous.

"Let's work together to solve him first." I don't know who suddenly made this proposal, and soon asked others to agree and looked at Xiaohong maliciously. In their opinion, the biggest threat that can be eliminated is a better chance for them to advance. Why not?

A sneer appeared on Ling Feng's face after seeing that the rest of the people looked at Xiaohong with bad intentions and gradually surrounded him.

"unlucky guy."

However, Mengxuan's face appeared with a deep smile. She looked at the more than 100 people surrounded with a little sympathy and besieged Xiaohong, and it was still so close. That was the act of looking for death.

Xiaohong also saw the intentions of these people, and he was still very confident about himself. Xiaohong's purpose is to do one thing or do it. That's why he took great risks to listen to the gloomy and follow their reincarnations again and again. Similarly, he participated in this conference, and there was only one goal.

Champion!

"Haha, come on!" Xiaohong looked up at the sky and roared. Without waiting for the encirclement, he had rushed up first.

His first goal is the closest to him, just more than ten meters away. At the level of Xiaohong, the distance of more than ten meters is in the blink of an eye. Xiaohong suddenly appeared in front of the first target and shocked him, and the sword in his hand quickly raised and cut Xiaohong. Xiaohong seemed to be seen before, and his fan-like hand patted down fiercely from top to bottom.

"Bang!"

The sword was like glass, and it was easily broken by Xiaohong's palm, and the momentum did not decrease. He slapped the man out, just as simple as slapping a fly to death. An energy mask suddenly appeared on the man, announcing that he had been eliminated forever. He was eliminated before he understood what was going on.

Xiaohong retreated as soon as he hit. As soon as he retreated, there were countless thorns, as well as thunder and lightning, and hurricanes. They are all Taoist methods made by some reactive masters. Ten of these people are a threat to Xiaohong. They are all in the underworld, in the middle period, and the rest in the early stage. The one in the middle period was because of the tragedy that he met Daolong and was eliminated. He hated Wu and Wu. He wanted Xiaohong to be eliminated. The previous proposal was made by him.

"FUCK!" The mid-world monk cursed secretly, and at the same time, he saw Xiao Hong turn into a phantom and shoot another one. In the middle of Yuanying, the mid-term, including Yuanying, was slapped away and eliminated without even stopping a move under Xiaohong. His body is too strong, and the seemingly casual beat has the artistic conception of fire fists and anti-sky palms. The instantaneous explosion and power are extremely strong, comparable to the attack of the air and underworld. How can the middle of Yuanying be stopped?

In the stands, Tianqing and others' eyes suddenly lit up, especially Tianqing. He didn't expect Xiaohong's strength to be so strong, and the artistic conception of the casual attack was that he was amazed. Of course, that's nothing for Tianqing and others, but they absolutely didn't understand it so high at this time of strength, which is what they were amazed at.

"Xuan Tianzong has another talent." An old man marveled that no matter whether Xiaohong can get a good ranking or not, as long as he does not fall unexpectedly, he must be a person who can make the mainland tremble by stamping his feet in the future.

"Congratulations, Tianqing." Yao Yan congratulated Tianqing. In terms of artistic conception, Xiaohong has surpassed Ling Feng too much. But it can't be said that no one can stop Xiaohong. The artistic conception is not a realm. The Yuanying period and the underworld period have a qualitative leap, and Ling Feng and others are not fuel-efficient lamps.

The high artistic conception shows that you have a high understanding of heaven and earth, just like Xiaohong touched the realm of the unity of heaven and man in the golden elixir period, and now it has reached the level where the heart is like a mirror, and everything in heaven and earth is projected in the heart. This artistic conception is very high and terrible, that is, few Taoist Lords have stepped into this level, but his realm is too far from that of Taoist Lord. As soon as he raises his hand, he can easily make him disappear.

The artistic conception represents a deep understanding of heaven and earth and rapid progress; the realm is comprehensive strength. The artistic conception is like power skills, but no matter how good the power skills a child has, he can't beat an adult.

Soon, more than 100 people were killed by Xiaohong, leaving only ten practitioners in the air to look at Xiaohong in horror.

The middle-aged man who launched the siege not only took a cold breath, but also muttered, "This, this is really terrible. How did he do it? I didn't feel the fluctuation of his power. How did he do it?"

"This guy is really not simple." Fawu and Fakong looked at each other and saw the solemnty in each other's eyes.

"I underestimated him." Ling Feng closed the fan and looked ugly.

"He has become stronger." Mengxuan was surprised in her heart. Looking at the figure standing proudly on the martial arts platform, she was full of pride and proud of Xiaohong.

Xiaohong looked up at the sky, with ten people floating on it, surrounded by swords, ready to break out a terrible blow at any time. Xiaohong sneered and looked at the mid-world monk. Suddenly jumped in his direction, which surprised the repairer.

"Defeat him, defeat him..." He couldn't help screaming.

Ten swords mixed with fierce wind hit Xiaohong, and the swords were like a rainbow, crossing the sky and burst into bright light, like ten meteors.

"I thought I couldn't help you if I hid in the air!" Xiaohong sneered, and an energy flying sword appeared under his feet, holding him in the air. The magic formula in his hand changed. In the surprised look of countless Buddhists, a huge Buddha statue appeared out of thin air. The Dharma phase has five faces and ten hands, which is the seal of the king.

The King's seal is the seal of defense. Ten swords hit it with a tink, like hitting the gold stone, and the crisp sound sounded. With this slowness, Xiaohong quickly approached the cultivation in the middle of the world.

"It's not good." The man's face changed and quickly retreated. As soon as the Dharma appeared to block the attack, it disappeared. After all, it was still very difficult for Xiaohong to maintain this Dharma, and it also blocked the attack of ten empty underworld periods. He snorted, and he was slightly injured, which was an attack of ten empty underworlds. However, his body was strong, suppressing the surging qi and blood, and quickly approached the monk.

"I'll fight." Being chased and killed by a genial practitioners in front of so many people, the monk became angry and roared.

A fierce flame ignited on his body, and the flame rose to the sky and surrounded him. He stood like a fire god in the air. Raise your right hand and roar.

"Flame Chopping!"

The sword of the lower-order magic weapon can't really exert the strength of the practitioner in the underworld, otherwise Xiaohong would not have been slightly injured but seriously injured just now. And the conference did this to prevent them from participating in the competition with powerful magic weapons, and to avoid the siege just now. Otherwise, a group of people would have powerful magic weapons, and ten infancy practitioners could bombard Ling Feng.

The purpose of the conference is the comprehensive strength of the individual, but depends on the strength of the magic weapon.

The flame of the sky turned into a huge sword fiercely. The hot wind was suffocating, but Xiaohong stood there without blocking it. A strange smile appeared on his face.

"It's not good, it's a trick." When the monk saw Xiaohong's smile, he secretly said that it was not good, but everything was late.

"Shadow Dance."

A faint voice sounded behind the repairer, and another Xiaohong appeared behind him. The fiery red streamer flashed in his hand, and the same hot feeling appeared. The previous Xiaohong slowly disappeared from everyone's sight, which was a combat skill that Xiaohong learned after breaking through his heart like a mirror. Yes, it's a combat skill, a combat skill in Ling Xu's steps.

In fact, whether it is Lingxu's microstep or the palm against the sky, it is the general name of many magical power created in the previous life, and it is also a kind of magical power. The anti-sky palm is only one of many palms, the most powerful in boxing, and Ling Xu's micro-step is the most strange and ethereal of many footwork, and the shadow dance is one of the steps.

"No!"

The repairer's unwilling voice sounded, but he was blown away by a punch, the energy mask appeared, and he was eliminated.

The other nine practitioners avoided Xiaohong far away, and they had no idea. They all looked at each other, and the rest was a scuffle between nine people, and the last one won. The scuffle between thousands of people ended, and the two advanced.

And Xiaohong's strength this time was deeply reflected in everyone's minds. Several of the 30 winners before looked at Xiaohong with a look of fear, while Ling Feng looked at Xiaohong coldly. Although he is very interested in Xiaohong, the strength of the latter makes him have to face it.

"Haha, OK, congratulations to these 32 young people. The knockout match of the top 16 will start tomorrow.

PS: The third update, woo, are you satisfied with Xiaohong's performance?