C199 (1/2)

With the arrival of all the elders and powerful warriors, the atmosphere of the competition instantly reached its climax. The disciples who were ready to compete were all excited and full of motivation, making up their minds to go all out.

The surrounding disciples from the various factions were also extremely excited. To be able to simultaneously see so many Martial Emperors and even Martial Saint s made them feel admiration and yearn for them.

Everyone's comprehension was different. Some people couldn't help but have strong thoughts when they saw strong people, and they also discovered some special characteristics from them. Subconsciously imitating them would be extremely helpful for their future cultivation.

After those Wealthy Classes had taken their seats, the ninth phase of the ranking competition officially began.

In the square, there were only about four thousand combat rooms left, which was just enough to include all of the participating disciples.

Those disciples activated their command medallions, stepped into the Combat Chamber, and their bodies erupted with a resplendent light. The weapons in their hands were even lightly colored in color: Spirit Sword s, spirit blades, spirit axes … There were even some disciples who used skulls as magic treasures, but were both a righteous and evil disciple of a sect.

Compared to the fight for the eighth phase, the ninth phase disciples were much easier to deal with. At this level, most of them had at least reached the Martial Master and a few of them had even reached the Martial Saint realm.

With the Martial Saint realm, going up against the Martial Master realm would not be enough to describe the term ”crush”. It was almost like he was killed before he could even make a move.

In less than an incense's time, one third of the more than two thousand Combat Chamber s had finished their battle. The victor was cultivating cross-legged, and the loser's corpse was carried out of the secret room.

Seeing that their disciples had won, those large sects and sects revealed a proud smile. Some elders began pointing and pointing, as if they were pointing at a monkey, at the disciples of other sects.

If a disciple was beheaded by another faction, the elders of those powers would have a look of pity on their faces and say a few words, but they would definitely not be overly sad. This was because they all knew that these were the rules of Pan'gu Continent: the strong preys on the weak, and martial arts is revered!

Below the stage, Lin Yue's eyes were blazing as he stared at a fight in a secret room on the far left. On that side, a fight that was not too far off in strength was continuing.

One of them had red hair and blue eyes, and was dressed in a strange set of bright colored ancient clothing. He was quite different from the residents of the center zone of the Pan'gu Continent, and should be from a minority of the borderlands.

As for the other person, he was wearing a blue robe. On his chest, there was a large ”Chu” character; it was an expert in Ancestral Land of Chu Family.

”Boom!”

The minority took out a Purple Flame Sword. Raging flames mixed with a boundless spiritual pressure as sword qi shot out in all directions. It had the power to shatter a mountain!

The Chu Clan disciple held a shining jade ruler in his hand, on it were engravings of ancient secret characters, seeing the opponent's sword qi that was mixed with flames sweeping over, he raised the ruler and with a wave of his hand, the engravings on the ruler lit up, the resplendent green color suddenly increased, forming a small wave of energy, mixing with the purple sword.

”Bang!”

It was as if a mountain had fallen from the heavens, smashing into the ocean that spanned thousands of years, splashing high into the sky.

The purple flame sword stabbed into the green flower and the green light that had congealed into a stream fiercely splashed out, swaying non-stop. The purple flame sword stabbed into the green flower and immediately the green light that congealed into a stream splashed violently in all directions, shaking non-stop.

The expression of that minority cultivator drastically changed. The flame on his sword flickered a few times before suddenly dying out. Immediately after, it covered the sky and engulfed the cultivator as well. After a few screams, the minority cultivator stopped moving.

”Hu!”