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"Luo family, Luo Xing, win!"

As the referee elders in the trading house slowly fell into the arena, after confirming Nie Qingshu's death, he turned to face the entire arena and announced the result of the competition.

"Is that person dead?"

Some people in the audience were surprised.

"Is this so exciting just from the beginning? It's not in vain!"

"The fight was so enjoyable!"

The audience suddenly became noisy, with all kinds of applause coming and going. What's more, they started placing bets on the spot, betting on who would win the next game.

Compared to the noise in the audience, the Nie family's stands seemed a bit quiet.

"What a waste," Nie Xue said angrily in his heart, his face as cold as frost.

"I thought he was so confident that he would perform well as the first one on stage. But he was killed by an early-stage martial artist. What a shame! It was a disgrace to the family!!"

Many tribesmen also denounced in their hearts, as if they regarded Nie Qingshu's failure as something that was not allowed by nature.

"Is it interesting to kill a middle-level martial artist with an early-stage martial artist's cultivation level?"

Duan Yingrong's eyes were slightly cold, as if he could see through everything. : "Based on that palm just now, Luo Xing's 'Withered Wood Technique' has probably reached a small level, but this cannot be a reason for him to cross the level and kill. The root cause is that Nie Qingshu's foundation is too weak. I'm afraid that the cultivation level that the elders in the clan gave me the pills was not achieved by myself. In addition, due to the high level of self-discipline, Luo Xing got hold of it through carelessness."

"Is there no one left in your Nie family? How could you send such a weak person to the stage?" Luo Xing, who had won the victory, did not step down. Instead, he continued to stand on the stage with a mocking look on his face. He returned Nie Qingshu's words intact. : "Let Nie Lingyu come out, I want to show off with him!"

As soon as these words came out, others might not feel any difference, but everyone who belonged to the Great Elder's lineage had their expressions darkened, especially Nie Xue, whose expression was extremely gloomy.

Provocation, this is a naked provocation!

"Master, I invite you to fight and go up to the stage to kill him!"

Suddenly, Nie Xue turned around and faced Duan Yingrong, who was sitting firmly on the high platform, with a solemn expression.

"Accurate." This short word, the cold voice revealed an indescribable majesty.

Obviously, Duan Yingrong was angry.

There is a distance of several hundred meters from the family's high platform to the central stage of the arena, and they need to cross the crowded crowd of the arena.

But Nie Xue just took out a few spirit stones from the storage bag and threw them into the air. Then with a little tip of the toes, it was like a light swallow stepping on the snow, leaping into the sky, stepping on the spiritual stones that were moving at high speed in the air, and the body flew directly across the distance of hundreds of meters like a dragonfly touching water, and finally fell lightly into the air. In the arena.

"Good form!"

His figure was like an autumn swallow floating in waves, which made everyone in the audience applaud in admiration.

"This superb spiritual control must have been gained through many years of life and death fighting. This junior is pretty good."

Some casual cultivators with strong cultivation couldn't help but admire.

"How can a mere martial artist in his early stage dare to be so arrogant!"

Nie Xue snorted coldly, swiped the long sword in his hand, and set off the sword wind hunting: "Let me learn your clever tricks!"

"Late martial arts master?"

Luo Xing's expression changed instantly, and he shouted: "The one I want to challenge is Nie Lingyu, who are you?"

"Kill your people!"

Nie Xue didn't say much and came to kill with a sword.

Nie Xue is fine if she doesn't take action. Once she does, it's a killing move, and her moves are as fast as lightning! A long sword danced like a silver snake in Nie Xue's hand, the sword glowed like a tide, and the attacks continued, seemingly endless.

And Luo Xing, who was still showing off his prowess in the last game, was now in a state of disarray, struggling to support himself and barely accept the attack.

Everyone in the audience was amazed and couldn't take their eyes away. Especially the many casual sword cultivators who saw such exquisite sword moves stood up and clapped their hands in applause!

Clang!

Suddenly, Nie Xue's Hengjian directly held Luo Xing's heavy sword at an incredible angle, and then threw out his leg, hitting Luo Xing's side like a whip.

With such a heavy blow, Luo Xing was kicked back dozens of feet before he stabilized his body. But now that his heavy sword has been surrendered by Nie Xue, the situation is not optimistic.

He raised his head, and in his eyes, Nie Xue's rushing figure became bigger and bigger, and the tip of the death sword seemed to be very close. A raw desire filled his heart, and he mustered up the greatest strength in his life and shouted:

"I surrender!"

The moment the words fell, the elder referee appeared in the middle of the two in an instant, and with just one move, he stopped Nie Xuena's murderous offensive.

There was only an arm's length between the two of them. At this distance, it was just a slap in the face for Nie Xue to take his life. But this ordinary distance has become an insurmountable chasm at this moment.

Anger surged in Nie Xue's eyes, and she hated herself for not being able to go faster. "Damn, it was just a little bit close!!!"

"In this competition, the Nie family, Nie Xue, wins!"

After the Luo family members came to the stage to pick up Luo Xing, they looked at Nie Xue who was left alone on the stage and announced to everyone.

Immediately afterwards, another five or six rounds passed in the ring.

However, Nie Xue was obviously still angry and continued to defend the ring. He took action with anger. Disciples from the Yang family, Zhao family, Luo family, and other three major families came to the stage to challenge one after another, but Nie Xue was directly killed on the stage by Nie Xue. The attack was so fast that They didn't even have time to surrender.

Only the disciples of the Yang family are generally higher in cultivation than other families. They can barely compete with Luo Xing and Nie Xue, but they still cannot stop Nie Xue's overwhelming power.

"Strange, why the people from the Yang family are generally stronger than the children of the other three major families."

Nie Yun looked at the competition on the stage, and a question suddenly appeared in his mind.

"In this competition, the Nie family and Nie Xue have won eight games in a row!"

But before Nie Yun could think about the result, his thoughts were interrupted by the loud cheers from the arena.

"it is good!"

Nearly ten thousand people in the audience were shocked by the horrific results, and then there was a roar of applause like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"This son's fighting ability is far higher than that of his peers. In time, the Nie family will definitely add a strong Martial King!"

Zhao Wudi sat firmly on the Grand Master's chair, staring at the field with a faint look in his eyes: "If we can't kill him early, when he grows up, the Nie family's strength will increase by three points."

In the arena.

Nie Xue is still not tired, standing proudly on the stage, and even has a vague tendency to continue fighting.

Among the Nie family, except for Nie Qiuwu and Fengyun, the other younger generation clan members are beginning to feel restless.

Nie Xue is too strong!

The younger generation of the Nie family, and even the entire young generation of Qingyang Town, were somewhat breathless under the faint pressure!

Nie Feng sat firmly on the chair, stared at Nie Xue on the stage, and spoke slowly. "Brother, she is so strong."

Nie Yun raised his eyelids and looked into the field. He didn't speak, but looked away within a few seconds and continued peeling the spirit fruit in his hand.

"The Nie family is so big, so yin and yang are so weak? It's really embarrassing to have to rely on a woman to fight in the ring!"

Suddenly, a disciple under the Yang family's high platform stood up and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Nie Xue raised a cold eyebrow, suddenly pulled out the sword from her waist, pointed it at the man, and said in a cold voice: "If you want to die, just go on stage!"

"If you don't step down, your blood will be splattered on the spot today!"

The disciple took a fierce step forward, and his momentum was not weak at all.

"Come on, come one, and I'll kill one!"

Nie Xue raised her head and smiled proudly. In the eyes of the Nie family, the scene looked like the goddess of victory who was undefeated in all battles in ancient Greek mythology.

"You don't know what is good or bad!" The Yang family disciple snorted coldly, then turned around, faced the Yang family's high platform, bowed suddenly, and shouted:

"Respectfully, young master, take action!"

Several Yang family disciples around him followed closely behind him, bowed and saluted, faced the Yang family's high platform, and shouted together:

"Respectfully, young master, take action!"

With these people taking the lead, the rest of the Yang family's children also bowed, faced the Yang family's high platform, and shouted:

"Respectfully, young master, take action!"

Throughout the arena, many people looked puzzled. Only Nie Yun, who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, with a playful smile on his lips.

"It's interesting. Among the younger generation of the Yang family, there is such a master?"

"It seems that the water in Qingyang Town is still very deep."

Just under the arena, when many people were confused, suddenly, they saw a figure suddenly appearing in mid-air in the Yang Family Stand.

The figure seemed to be stepping on the void, shrinking to an inch, and moving tens of meters in mid-air towards the ring step by step.

That speed is even worse than lightning!

"Oh my God!"

There were many weak people in the audience who exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone felt the same and were shocked!

"Flying in the sky! Is he the Wuzong?"

Many people cried out.

"Impossible! If he is the Wuzong, then the entire Qingyang Town is dominated by his Yang family, and it is impossible for the other three major families to have affairs."

This absurd idea was put forward, but was rejected by the crowd in an instant, but who could explain a scene that was inconsistent with common sense?

There was a moment of silence among the crowd.

The powerful men from the other three major families around them reacted almost at the same time, their eyes widened, and they said in extreme surprise:

"The success of 'Zongyun Ladder' is a half-step martial arts spirit!"

The person who came was clearly a powerful martial artist at the peak level, and his cultivation was extremely advanced, reaching half-step to the martial spirit level!

There are already very few people who can cultivate to the realm of martial arts before the age of twenty-five, and those who can cultivate to the middle stage of martial arts on their own are even rarer.

Nie Xue and Nie Qiuwu of the Nie family, who are approaching the age of twenty-five and can reach the threshold of the late martial arts master, are already regarded as the proud sons of the Nie family.

It is impossible to imagine how strong it can be if it is stronger?

Before the age of twenty-five, he was half a martial artist.

If he had not died young and allowed to grow for decades, Qingyang Town would have changed!

Among the shocked eyes of many people, only a group of Yang family disciples showed excitement. They looked at the man walking in the void as if they were gods, and bowed again and shouted: "Welcome, young master!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the man with his feet on the void slowly landed on the stage with his hands behind his back, like a banished immortal descending from the dust. He looked at Nie Xue and said lightly:

"It's you, want to kill me?"

Nie Xue's pupils were shocked, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

This goddess of victory's expression changed for the first time since she took the stage for eight consecutive victories.