Off the court, Qin Long and Mu Hai fought back and forth.

Firstly, the temple has already determined the top eight spots, and secondly, Muhai knows that he is no match for Qin Long, so naturally he will not go all out to fight Qin Long.

Naturally, Qin Long had to give the Temple some face and leave room for action.

The two fought symbolically for more than ten rounds, and finally Mu Hai was defeated.

Bang!

Both palms collided, and Mu Hai was forced to retreat.

"Brother Qin is very strong and has profound skills. I am willing to be the inferior." Muhai cupped his fists and smiled.

"It was Brother Mu who accepted the offer."

"No, Brother Qin is truly worthy of his reputation."

Mu Hai's retirement after his success was just a show for the occasion and should be stopped in moderation.

In the second group, Ten Thousand Demons Sect Qin Long advanced and ranked in the top eight.

"Mu Hai is out, and there are only two temple disciples left on the field."

"According to the temple's rules, only one of the top eight will be allocated. It depends on who has better luck."

"I feel that the masked man is very dangerous, and he also deliberately conceals his true appearance. He probably doesn't want to be recognized, so it is very likely that he will be the only reserved quota in the temple."

After everyone's discussion and analysis, everyone believed that Lin Chen would be the final confirmed player.

Lone Star of the Star Palace also noticed Lin Chen's presence, frowned and said: "That guy is a disciple of the temple? His identity has been revealed, why are you pretending to be mysterious? Isn't it because he wants to grab my unofficial quota?"

Lin Chen, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged, calm and unpretentious.

Then, the third group began to be randomized.

Jian Zong Jian Wuque vs Piaomiao Zong Tianhen!

"It's Senior Brother Wuque!"

"That's great. Our opponent is just a disciple of the Piaomiao Sect. With the strength of Senior Brother Wuque, we are sure to win!"

"After several events of enlightenment, someone from our Sword Sect has finally made it to the top eight. The future is bright!"

The Jianzong viewing platform burst into cheers and they all celebrated in advance.

"It's so unreasonable that a sinister Jian Wuque could be so lucky." Lin Chen glanced casually.

As the strongest and most talented disciple of Jian Zong, Jian Wuque has advanced rapidly after further training in the temple. His strength cannot be underestimated.

On the other hand, Piaomiao Zong Tianhen, although his strength is not bad, feels a bit weaker than Jian Wuque.

"Brother, what do you think of Tianhen's strength?" Jian Rushi asked.

"I feel that he should be a little weaker than Senior Brother Wu Que, but he should not be underestimated."

"Although Jian Zong can win the top eight spots, it is an honor for a master sect. But Jian Wuque has great ambitions and does not have much sense of belonging to Jian Zong. It is really uncomfortable for him to be lucky enough to advance." Jian Rushi.

He seems to be a little disgusted with Jian Wuque.

"Little sister, we are all brothers from the same sect. Senior brother Wuque is also doing it for the glory of our sect. You can't have any personal emotions." Jian Feiyang said seriously.

"It would be great if Wuming was here, this guy is such a coward!" Jian Rushi snorted.

Off the court, Jian Wuque felt relieved when he saw that his opponent was Tian Hen.

Although the Jian Sect and the Piaomiao Sect are said to be on good terms, their disciples are fighting openly and secretly.

Therefore, Jian Wuque and Tian Hen can be regarded as old rivals for many years.

"Brother Tianhen, long time no see." Jian Wuque cupped his fists and smiled.

"Jian Wu Que, you and I have known each other for many years, so there is no need for polite words!" Tian Hen raised his hand and waved the sword, his eyes were cold and stern: "Although your cultivation is better than mine now, I will never lose easily!"

"Of course, I have never looked down upon you." Jian Wuque smiled with a bit of disdain.

After further training in the temple, Jian Wuque's cultivation level has surpassed that of Tian Hen, and he no longer regards Tian Hen as his opponent.

clank!

The blade roared, and Tianhen took the lead to take action.

call out!

The remaining sword came out quickly, cutting through the air without leaving a trace, and was extremely sharp.

Jian Wuque turned a blind eye and looked at Tianhen's offensive with stern eyes.

Seeing it, the sharp edge is approaching.

Bang!

Jian Wuque was startled and struck out with his sword, which was like thunder.

At the same time, a wave of overbearing sword power was aroused, which powerfully crushed Tianhen.

clang!

The swords clashed, and the power surged.

Tianhen looked horrified, and was knocked back by Jian Wuque as soon as he met him.

"How could your swordsmanship increase so much?" Tian Hen was shocked and felt that there was already a big gap.

"Then I have to thank the Holy Temple for giving me the opportunity to gain insights and improve my sword realm." Jian Wuque smiled proudly: "So I'm not afraid of hitting you. I'm afraid Brother Tianhen will no longer be my opponent!"

Tianhen felt humiliated and was furious: "You and I are not victorious, don't let the villain succeed in front of me!"

Mysterious truth! A sword cuts across the sea!

call out!

The sword slashed into the air, like a roaring wave in the sea, with a powerful force that overwhelmed the sky and covered the earth, and swept out violently.

"Bareikiri!"

Jian Wuque uses his shape to control the sword, its sharp edge is like thunder, and its sword power is domineering and invincible.

Bang!

The wild thunder sword rainbow drove straight in, like a huge tent being torn apart, breaking through the mighty waves, making it unstoppable and invincible.

Tianhen's expression was horrified, and he felt a domineering sword intent coming towards him, which was difficult to stop.

"break!"

Tianhen clenched the sword with both hands and tried his best to chop the sword and break the waves.

Jian Wuque ignored the blade and struck with thunder.

boom!

The potential wave exploded, causing ripples of rolling waves that wreaked havoc in all directions.

This sword is more powerful.

clang!

The blade trembled, and the momentum collapsed.

Tianhen's shape and spirit was shaken, unable to withstand the sword and thunder, he staggered back, bloodshot eyes overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Jian Wuque took advantage of the situation to pursue and fight quickly, never giving Tian Hen any luck.

call out!

Residual thunder broke through the air and arrived suddenly.

Tianhen's face changed in shock, and he hurriedly defended himself.

First block!

Second gear!

Third gear!

…

Tianhen was retreating steadily, and it was difficult to resist.

clang!

The thunder sword edge violently strikes the blade.

The thunderous sword power extended, shook the blade, and shot directly into the sky.

Poof!

The sky marks vomited blood and flew around, and thunder and broken swords followed.

A sword pointed directly at Tianhen's throat.

"Brother Tianhen, haven't you recognized the reality yet?" Jian Wuque said with a playful smile.

"I lost, but don't get too proud too soon. I will overtake you soon and wash away the shame!" Tianhen gritted his teeth and said angrily.
To be continued...