Just when Chen Xi was stunned, she was already full of Xiangyu.

Chen Xi looked dazed and didn't know what to do.

The expressions of Chu Yun and Huang Quan did not change the slightest. They slowly looked ahead, and directly moved their gaze away, as if they could not see the scene in front of them at all.

"Qianxue, are you okay?" Chen Xi hesitated, then lowered her head and said to Lin Qianxue in her arms.

Lin Qianxue's face turned a little red. After feeling Chen Xi's gaze, she hurriedly stood up, and then took care of her slightly messy clothes.

"Master, I'm sorry." Lin Qianxue hurriedly lowered her head, then blushed.

"It's fine if you didn't fall." Chen Xi's face gradually calmed down, he nodded slightly, and then said casually.

After Lin Qianxue heard what Chen Xi said, she lowered her head and walked behind Chen Xi and sat silently behind him.

Huang Quan turned his head and glanced at the two of them, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It turns out that the strong in the realm of Emperor Wu will fall. It's a long experience." Huang Quan said to himself very quietly, his tone full of ridicule.

Suddenly, a very terrifying meaning of ice cold burst out from Huang Quan's side, and Huang Quan's whole body was directly rigid there.

Huang Quan turned his head very stiffly, and then saw the cold color of Lin Qianxue's face. She had black hair without wind, and she was full of murderous intent. Even the surrounding air condensed into tiny frost.

"Junior Brother Huang, what did you just say? I didn't hear clearly." Lin Qianxue's extremely cold voice slowly spread into Huang Quan's ears.

"nice weather today."

Huang Quan hurriedly turned his head, then said to himself.

Lin Qianxue slowly retracted the cold from her body, then bowed her head blankly, and began to think about something in her heart.

At this moment, Lin Qianxue was actually very puzzled.

Somehow he is also a master at the martial emperor realm, how could he slip his feet accidentally?

Lin Qianxue was puzzled, and in the end she had no choice but to withdraw her thoughts, and then looked at the ring below.

On the ring at the moment, Xiao Jin slowly walked onto the stage.

Following closely behind, is also a Wuhuang-level powerhouse.

Xiaojin drew out the ghost head knife blankly, and then slashed directly at his opponent.

The imposing momentum of the Great Perfection at the peak of Emperor Wu erupted directly from Xiao Jin's body, and then crazily pressed on the body of the powerful Emperor Wu.

The martial emperor's brow furrowed tightly, and he was terrified. Before he could take out his weapon, he was chopped in half by Xiao Jin.

"Puff!"

The Emperor Wu's body was broken in two, and then he fell directly on the ring.

"Xiao'er!" On the watching stage, a four-tier master suddenly stood up. He roared with tragic expression and was extremely angry in his heart.

"Master, the sword on the ring has no eyes. Don't break the rules." Mo Shan's brows wrinkled slightly, and then he gave a cold snort.

The coercion of his own martial arts realm broke out directly, pressing the master of the four schools back to his seat.

The sect master's eyes were full of anger, but due to Fengxueshan's deterrence, he finally gritted his teeth and did not dare to send it out.

Mo Shan slowly retracted his aura, then looked at the ring below, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Why did this disciple of the Dadaomen suddenly become so strong?

Mo Shan looked at his right hand again, but he still didn't see the familiar figure.

So, Mo Shan sighed slowly, already having some guesses in his mind.

"Lao Li, is it really worth it for you to do this? Isn't it just a ranking in the Hundreds of Competitions? What if you dominate the swordsman and really win the championship?" Mo Shan sighed deeply, and then in his heart Said to himself.

The first four games of the 100-door competition have ended, and the next is the last one, which will determine the top five of the competition.

A man dressed in black, holding a long sword in his hand, walked slowly in the air, and then fell directly onto the ring.

This man's strength is very strong, but no one knows what level he has reached, because every time he confronts an enemy, he gently waved his sword and killed his opponent.

After the black-clothed man took the stage, his opponent slowly walked to the front of the stage. He was a genius of the four sects, and his strength reached the realm of a half-step Martial Emperor.

The black-haired man didn't want to waste time. After his opponent took the stage, the black-haired man lightly picked up the long sword in his hand, and then wiped it out.

An invisible sword aura burst out from the void in an instant, and suddenly penetrated the body of that person.

The half-step martial emperor realm powerhouse, before he even screamed, he completely lost his life and fell into this arena.

At this point, the top five players in the 100-door competition have been determined.

They were Huang Quan, Chu Yun, and Lin Qianxue of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, Xiao Jin, the contemporary heir of the Domineering Sword Gate, and the unknown swordsman in black.

In addition, there are other competitions held in the Hundred-doors competition. Those who are eliminated will determine their own ranking and ranking.

Other people's games are nothing to watch, so I won't talk more, just skip it.

With the passage of time, the remaining games have all been compared.

It is time for the draw again, and the top five players are about to enter the final battle of the 100-door competition.

The black-clothed man was very fortunate bye, and Chu Yun finally met his opponent, Lin Qianxue.

As for Huang Quan's opponent, it is naturally Xiaojin who is the overlord of the sword gate. Huang Quan is very interested in this guy.

Chu Yun flew up first, and then stepped on the ring. Lin Qianxue followed closely behind and slowly fell to the other side of the ring.

"Master sister, do we really have to compete? Or I should surrender." Chu Yun scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and then said to Lin Qianxue.

"No, I am not your opponent now. I surrendered this game." Lin Qianxue said very calmly, and then jumped and jumped directly from the arena.

"Tiandi faction, Chu Yun wins!" The white-haired old man slowly opened his mouth and announced the victory of the match.

"Oh, every time the emperor faction appears on this day, the battle is very boring." A disciple curled his lips, and then said very speechlessly.

Lin Qianxue slowly returned to the stand, she sat silently beside Chen Xi, while Chu Yun still stayed under the arena, preparing for the next decisive battle.

"Have you finally reached me? Don't let me down." Huang Quan's mouth wore a faint smile.

Then, he jumped directly from the stands, and instantly came to the arena.