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Chapter 162
Murong Zijin, the prince of Zhennan, was still in shock at this moment, as if he had a new understanding of martial arts.
Hearing Song Que's words, Murong Zijin stood up without hesitation and asked his own masters to give up. This move also meant that he, Murong Zijin, gave up the fight for the Seventh Princess.
Giving up a state of land seems to be a very difficult choice, but Murong Zijin knows very well that if he continues to fight, the masters he brought with him may die.
Fighting for a reputation and losing two land immortals, Murong Zijin chose the latter, and this idea was helpless.
Following closely, several people saw that the opportunity was not right and immediately made a choice to give up the fight.
As the few people finished speaking, several land immortals in the field moved and left the competition venue.
As for the Son of Fengyun and the princes of those countries, they did not give up. For them, it was worth the risk.
"Everyone, I have a set of swordsmanship, please appreciate it."
Song Que waved his hands, and the long sword in his hand instantly turned into a flash of lightning, slashing straight at the enemy.
This unique skill was acquired by Song Que after years of practice, which contained his deep understanding and comprehension of swordsmanship.
At this moment, he concentrated all his strength on this sword, striving to kill with one blow!
The sword flashed with a fierce momentum, as if it was going to tear the void. Seeing this, the enemies' faces changed drastically. They felt the power of this sword and hurriedly tried to dodge.
However, Song Que's speed was extremely fast, and he didn't give them time to react at all.
With a "puff", blood splashed everywhere.
An enemy was directly pierced through the body by Song Que's long sword and fell to the ground and died on the spot.
When the other enemies saw this scene, they were shocked and retreated. Song Que took advantage of the victory and pursued, waving his long sword and continued to kill the enemy.
When the others saw this, they tacitly chose to join forces, but unfortunately, they were still no match.
Song Que's movements were very fast, and his sword was as fast as lightning. Even if the enemy was prepared, he still couldn't take it.
"Good swordsmanship."
The ancestor of the clan house stood up in shock when he saw this.
The appearance of Song Que made the ancestor realize the crisis. This guy's strength was so strong that he had never seen it before. If he faced him head-on, the ancestor was not sure if he could stop him.
Who was the ancestor of the clan house? He was one of the only two people in the heavenly realm in Xia country. Even he was not sure if he could stop him, which showed how strong Song Que was.
The sound of puff puff puff continued, and the enemies in front of Song Que were separated from their heads one by one.
With only three swords, more than a dozen land immortals died in battle before they had time to show their strength.
Silence, the silence that had never been seen in the entire arena. It was exciting when it was noisy just now, but it was shocked at this moment.
Looking at those land immortals who were admired by everyone died just like that, many people seemed to have lost the motivation to practice.
The Holy Son of Fengyun clenched his fists, feeling extremely unwilling in his heart. Why was he so strong? The Holy Son of Fengyun felt powerless for the first time.
With Song Que in the North, even if the Supreme Elder came in person, he would not be able to do anything to Long Tian.
Although he had enough confidence in the Supreme Elder, the Holy Son of Fengyun was not sure about the outcome of the battle between the two. Moreover, the Supreme Elder would not fight with Song Que for his life.
"Do you want to fight again?"
Song Que's voice was like a demonic sound, scaring the others to retreat.
Fight, fight for nothing, the corpse on the ground is still warm.
So, a ridiculous scene happened. Those arrogant grandmasters left the range of the martial arts field at the fastest speed, without their masters giving orders at all.
In this way, the first part of the Seven Princesses' Marriage Selection ended.
After a long silence, the voice of the old eunuch sounded.
"The first stage is over, and the winner is the North."
This result was unexpected. No one expected that the North actually won the first stage with the strength of one family.
Then, a team of soldiers appeared and quickly dealt with the battlefield.
"The second stage begins. Please enter the arena."
The old eunuch announced quickly.
Long Tian slowly stood up and walked slowly onto the stage.
The second stage of the competition is a challenge match.
Every participant can choose an opponent. If they can refuse, it means giving up.
Nearly two hundred people stood on the stage, looking at each other, but no one moved first. Everyone understood that they might not have a chance to become the Seventh Princess this time.
"Long Tian, the strength of the North is beyond the expectations of this Saint, but it's a pity that so many masters are buried under the hands of a waste like you."
"Long Tian, I challenge you, do you dare to accept it?"
The hatred of the Saint of Fengyun for Long Tian has reached its peak at this moment. He even directly slandered Long Tian in public, forcing him to take action.
At this moment, the Saint of Fengyun still has a question in his heart. The people in the North are so strong, how could Long TianWithout any cultivation, this guy wouldn't pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger, but at this time, he couldn't care so much.
Even if this guy really pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger, Fengyun Shengzi would take the risk to test Long Tian's strength.
"You don't have to provoke me. I haven't forgotten your account with me. Today is just right."
Long Tian stood up without hesitation.
At this moment, the people at the scene were even more surprised. They didn't expect Long Tian to be so tough. Why do you fight with Fengyun Shengzi?
But soon, everyone understood that it seemed that the rumors about Long Tian must be false. This guy can not only practice, but his cultivation is not too weak. Otherwise, how dare he face the Shengzi of the Shenfeng Sword Sect.
Seeing Long Tian standing in front of him, Fengyun Shengzi confirmed his guess, but Fengyun Shengzi was not afraid at all.
Even if Long Tian can practice, what does it matter? I am the Shengzi, the key figure cultivated by the Shenfeng Sword Sect. Wouldn't I be his opponent?
Taking a deep breath, regardless of whether Long Tian was deliberately playing tricks, the Holy Son of Fengyun drew his sword and killed him.
Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to pierce Long Tian, Long Tian had no reaction yet, and the Holy Son of Fengyun couldn't help but have a flash of doubt in his mind, this guy is not really looking for death.
At this moment, Long Tian lifted the ban on Dugu Qiubai, and a strong momentum rose up.
"Not good, Grandmaster."
The Holy Son of Fengyun immediately judged Long Tian's strength, and his heart was alert, and he was about to retreat.
Unfortunately, Long Tian had already exposed his cultivation, how could he let him go.
I saw Long Tian's figure flash, and he quickly drew out the long sword at his waist like a flash of lightning. With a flicker of his wrist, the sword body drew a dazzling arc in the air, carrying a sharp sword energy, sweeping forward like a whirlwind.
As he moved, he shouted softly: "One sword to suppress the four directions!"
These four words seemed to contain endless power, which shocked people.
This set of swordsmanship is a peerless swordsmanship that is a combination of the strengths of many schools. It not only contains the sharpness and killing spirit of the sword, but also incorporates the domineering and fierceness of the knife.
Every sword is like a thunderbolt, unstoppable; every knife is like a violent storm, with amazing power.