Li Xing and the man holding the knife worked hard at the same time, fighting for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but they saw a whirlpool formed on their bodies.

Huh~

The strong wind whistled, constantly circling under the surging spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, slowly forming a storm, and sand, stone, lime and soil swept across the battlefield.

The crazy spiritual energy of heaven and earth continued to pour into the greedy whirlpool outside the two of them.

Bang!

After three breaths, there was a loud bang.

In the sandstorm, golden inscriptions on the two people's bodies kept flashing, emitting dazzling light, and their bodies began to grow bigger.

Finally, a giant, five feet tall, Li Xing, stood with a sword.

A man holding a knife, nearly six feet tall, stood in front of Li Xing with an extremely surging momentum.

The giant Li Xing frowned slightly when he looked at it. It was obvious that the other party was more in his understanding of the magical powers and Dharmas of heaven and earth.

The giant man holding the sword was relieved when he saw this. After all, he had been practicing in Tianxuan Sect for three years. If he was not even as good as the other party in his supernatural powers, he would doubt his life.

In a blink of an eye, the sandstorm dissipated.

Two giants who looked like ancient gods and demons confronted each other.

The giant Li Xing was holding the Cangsong Sword, ready to go, and the layers of fluctuations were emitting from his body. The mana power was mobilized, and the blazing magic power surged. A shadow of the millstone appeared and faintly.

The giant man held a nine-ring sword in his hand, showing a forward rushing momentum, his magic power flowed, his divine power surged, and the nine-ring back sounded, and faintly, the third ring of the nine-ring flashed even more.

The two giants looked at each other, and their eyes were full of strong sharpness and solemn momentum.

Dong!

With a loud noise, the two of them stepped on the ground at the same time, and the white marble-paved earth kept cracking under the feet of both of them.

Whoosh ~

It turned into two huge golden streams of light, crushing each other.

Bang~

Punch with one sword, lift the knife and slash...

Bang~

One sword cuts, a horizontal sword cuts...

Both sides do not give in to each other and hit the key points.

......

The inner mountains of Tianxuan Sect, the plains and the earth, and the Tianxuan Square.

At this moment, the ninety-three immortal cultivators who passed the second round of secret realm assessment have been divided into ninety-three barrier battlefields.

Bang~bang~

There are constant fluctuations in the barrier battlefield.

Although it is in the barrier, it is isolated from the outside world, but it is not isolated from the inside.

Just above the square, above the sky, there were several figures standing tall, looking down below.

"Look at that, oh, no." A man in black robe shook his head and said, pointing to a battlefield below.

"Haha, you guys say, how many of the ninety-three people can join the sect this time?" A child shook his hand and said with a laugh.

"It's hard. Although the disciples they deal with suppressed their cultivation to the early stage of the Lingyuan Realm, they finally started practicing for three years, and there is still a gap in the realm of magic and magic power." An old woman in purple robe said lightly.

"Yes, it is incomparable in terms of the views of Tao or the cultivation of magical powers and magic." Another young man in green robe nodded in agreement.

"Hmm? Look at the two Dharma images of heaven and earth, it's rare to see it." A handsome man suddenly pointed down.

Everyone in the air will look at it when they hear it.

"Five Sword Intention, Sword Cultivation? Kui Ji, what he practiced is quite consistent with your sword technique." said the man in black robe.

"Ha ha......"

"Kui Ji, you have the idea of ​​accepting disciples." The old woman in purple robe said with a smile.

"I don't want to accept disciples." Aoi Ji, a beautiful woman in red robe, glanced at Li Xing who was in the battle below, shook her head and said, but there was a faint longing in her eyes, as if she was recalling the past.

When everyone heard this, they sighed inwardly, then shook their heads, and stopped mentioning it. Some things cannot be forced.

"It's rare, rare. There are few immortal cultivators who practice gods and demons. Among these ninety-three disciples, there are only seven or eight of them who practice their bodies." The rattle kid said in surprise.

"This chance can be chosen by that young man, this luck..."

"Haha..." Everyone laughed when they heard this.

Everyone present was all senior officials of Tianxuan Sect, and they didn't care about the stay or departure of the disciples under the scene.

This ceremony of taking disciples was a prosperous era in the sect, which appeared here. Otherwise, it would be rare to gather together for several years. Despite this, half of the elders of the sect have not arrived.

Such an existence may take nearly tens of hundred years to retreat. When you can leave the seclusion, your disciples have already changed their appearance.

For these disciples, unless they are truly loved, they will be accepted as personal disciples.

Otherwise, it would be just a fun for them.

......

Ninety-three barrier battlefields, fluctuating continuously, and the battle situation is Jiaozuo.

Bang!

The swords collided, and a collision shocked the sky and the earth.

The giant Li Xing and the giant man holding a knife have formed a Jiaozuo momentum.

Li Xing and the other party were in a tough battle, and they were both practicing their bodies as gods and demons, using magical powers and magic to the world, and there was not much difference in strength and speed.

What we compete with the two is the understanding of swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

......

At the same time, Lu Lin was on the battlefield.

Whoosh ~

Lu Lin's body kept moving, dodging the opponent's magic bombardment in this barrier battlefield.

At the same time, the iron fan is spread out and the talisman is thrown out.

I saw that Lu Lin's robe was already torn, and it was obvious that this battle was not easy.

Five Thunder Talisman!

Lishui Talisman!

Six talismans were blown out by Lu Lin.

Suddenly.

Boom~The talisman light flashed, and the thunder sounded all over the sky, and the gurgling water flowed.

The talisman flew out, and the illusionary water flowed out, surging and rolling, forming a crushing momentum, carrying rolling thunder and attacking the opponent.

When thunder and water meet, the power suddenly surges, and the momentum is like a rainbow, like a surging sea of ​​thunder.

Whoosh ~

The Imperial Sword Formation!

With a light shout, a flying sword broke through the air and rushed into the sea of ​​talisman thunder.

Bang!

The sword flashed, and the sword light turned, and there were two talismans faintly in the sea of ​​thunder. They were hit by the sword and disappeared in vain.

The talisman dissipated, and the momentum of the rolling sea of ​​thunder suddenly became a little weaker.

The thunder water flow is transformed from the talisman, and the talisman is also the root. If the talisman is broken, the magic will be no source and will naturally weaken.

Lu Lin frowned. The enemy he faced this time was a man, a sword immortal, who was practicing Qili Sword Cultivator.

The battle was difficult, and the opponent's attack was slow and powerful. Whenever the talisman was bombarded, the six talismans were broken by the opponent's flying sword before they could approach them.

At this moment, Lu Lin finally experienced the horror of the sword cultivator. This offensive was fierce, and attack was used as a defense, which was worthy of being a way to kill.

Bang!

The flying sword penetrated straight through the sea of ​​thunder and turned into a crushing momentum and blasted towards Lu Lin.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Lin immediately opened the iron fan.

Bang~

It was urgent at all times, and Lu Lin had no time to cast the talisman, and used the magic weapon ghost roar fan in his hand as a shield to resist the opponent's bombardment with a sword.

Dong!

The power of the flying sword surged, knocking Lu Lin straight onto the barrier.
To be continued...