Naturally, Xiliu won the final victory in the second arena.
On the third stage, there is an old man. Although he looks very old, you can see the powerful sword energy coming from his body.
This is a great swordsman!
On the fourth stage, there is a great swordsman wearing a white kimono.
Arena No. 5...
Arena No. 6...
Arena No. 7...
"A bunch of trash."
Shiliu came back covered in blood. Of course, the blood on his body belonged to those swordsmen.
None of the swordsmen who were also in the second arena survived under his hands, because in his eyes, trash was destined to die.
This is Shiliu's extremely crazy swordsman.
At this moment, Chen Fan turned his attention to the winner of the fourth arena.
He hadn't noticed it before when there were many people, but now he noticed it.
Because this great swordsman seems to be holding the famous sword Qiu Shui.
This seems to be the famous sword of the dragon-slaying hero Ryoma.
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Half an hour later, the young man walked to the middle stage and said, "For the remaining eight swordsmen, please come up and draw number cards."
After the young man finished speaking, the eight Mihawks also walked up to draw number plates.
Mihawk looked at the number plate in his hand, which read "1". Just like before, he went to the No. 1 ring.
Shiliu looked at his number plate and saw that it was only a three. He was a little disappointed. Although he knew that he was not Mihawk's opponent, he still looked forward to a battle with Mihawk.
Two minutes later, all eight people stood on the ring.
The swordsman standing in front of Mihawk is the old swordsman.
As for Xi Liu's opponent, he was a young swordsman with a thin body and a ghostly aura all over his body. His eyes were full of evil.
"You are very strong, I really want to kill you."
Atura looked at Xi Liu with a ferocious expression and smiled.
"Kill me! It's so much fun."
Shiliu also laughed.
Both appear to be lunatics.
The next second, Atura took the lead in pulling out the famous sword in his hand, and a terrifying ghostly aura covered it. His body instantly disappeared from the place, and he slashed towards Shiliu at an extremely fast speed.
"Well done, let me kill you."
Shiliu also burst out with a powerful aura, and the sharp knife in his hand was covered with armed domineering energy.
"Clang!"
In an instant, the two famous knives collided together, everything around them was destroyed, and pieces of rubble flew up.
Under the shadow of the two swords, the sounds of fighting and iron horses continued to sound, and the two great swordsmen clashed fiercely.
For a moment, no one could do anything to the other.
After the collision that lasted for dozens of moves, the two of them fell back several meters.
"cut!"
Xi Liu saw that the man in front of him could block so many of his attacks, and then, a powerful sword intent rose into the sky, covering the thunderstorm.
As he waved the thunderstorm in his hand, a white sword energy burst out and slashed straight towards Atura at extremely fast speeds.
His expression was full of excitement and madness, "Kill you!"
Atura also slashed out a sword, and a black sword energy seemed to destroy everything and rushed straight away.
"boom!"
In an instant, the two sword energies collided together. Under this powerful collision, countless boulders flew up, and circles of air waves spread out.
With the violent explosion, the two attacks dissipated between the sky and the earth.
The next second, in the countless smoke, Atura's figure appeared.
"You are so strong. I like you. If I kill you, that would be a wonderful thing."
Atura had a ferocious smile on his face, holding a famous knife and slashing hard at Xi Liu.
"Killing me is really fun."
Encountering such a crazy opponent, Xiliu could be said to be extremely excited, and he rushed forward with a big sword in hand.
"Boom!"
One after another sword energy raged, and grooves appeared on the hundreds of meters of huge stone arena.
The two were engaged in the fiercest fight.
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At the same time, on the other side, Arena No. 1.
An extreme sword intent rose into the sky, and Mihawk swung his sword.
A green sword energy that was hundreds of meters long turned into a ferocious green dragon and engulfed the old man.
His pupils widened and he had no time to dodge, so the old man could only swing out a sword energy.
However, this sharp sword energy was destroyed the moment it collided with the green giant dragon.
Then, the green dragon completely devoured the old man.
The old man's entire body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and he fell heavily outside the ring.
He held his sword and stood up tremblingly, looking at the scars on his body and the young man whose whole body contained powerful sword power.
The old man knew he had lost.
"I lost."
After saying this, the old man turned around and left.
However, Mihawk walked off the ring without saying a word.
Perona below saw this scene and couldn't help but feel admiration.
She was thinking about this guy who talked little and seemed to be really strong in swordsmanship.
Chen Fan below was also paying attention to the battles in the arenas above.
His eyes have always been on Koushiro. If the other arenas are evenly matched, or the gap is not big.
