In Douhuang Realm, Yang Yu is, and the three disciples of Huangquan Pavilion are the same.

However, seeing Yang Yu instantly killing three Huangquan Pavilion disciples, the fighting saints had not yet reacted, and they were really shocked.

Moreover, even the terrifying murderous intent of Yang Yu's three swords was slashed out, even the Dou Sheng, felt creepy.

Moreover, for the first time, he felt the breath of fighting skills from Yang Yu, the three swords that Yang Yu had just slashed out.

And the blood-colored sword light just now gave him a feeling that was far superior to the Heavenly Level Fighting Skills.

"Is this dead?"

The disciples in Wanjian Pavilion looked at the beheading of the three disciples of Huangquan Pavilion, and their faces were very strange.

The disciples of their Sifang Pavilion can be said to have fought countless times and almost no one can win in a crushing way. You win one game, I lose one game.

However, their strongest logarithm was cut by Yang Yu three times, which frightened them.

"It seems that there is no need to go up and fight." In the Star Flow Pavilion, Mu Qingluan looked at Yang Yu's cold face, and a chill appeared behind her, and she no longer had the idea of ​​going up and fighting.

"I still can't go up. Now it's at the Douzong realm. However, I feel that Yang Yu's combat power is probably more than three stars and four stars Douzong."

In the Fenglei Pavilion, Feng Qing'er looked at Yang Yu with a slightly frown of eyebrows, and her heart was filled with solemnity.

"Ten!" The host shouted again. He knew that today's third-level sect arena battle was probably about to end.

When his shout sounded, no one wanted to go on stage. Whether it was Feng Qing'er from Fenglei Pavilion or Mu Qingluan from Xingyue Pavilion, they all stood there with a serious expression on their faces, without stepping on the stage.

"If you don't want to challenge, then today's third-level sect arena battle will end,"

Yang Yu spoke, shouted loudly, and did not ask the host to count down again.

"Forget it, we won't continue the battle. Your strength is indeed very strong." Master Feng, the head of Xingyun Pavilion, spoke and shook his head.

"Give up." The owners of Fenglei Pavilion and Wanjian Pavilion all spoke and gave up the arena battle.

Instead of trying to make luck, they care more about the lives of their disciples.

"Since that's the case, today's third-level sect arena battle will officially end."

The old host nodded, waved his hand, and turned around and planned to leave.

"Don't hurry to leave. Today's third-level sect arena battle has ended, but time is still so abundant. It's a bit boring to wait until tomorrow."

Yang Yu spoke up and shouted at the host old man with a loud shout.

"What do you want?" The old host frowned, and a hint of impatientness rose in his eyes.

"It's very simple. Almost all the disciples of the second-level sect and the first-level sect are in the Douzong realm. Then, we can start the final ranking battle directly. There is no need to engage in the second-level sect arena battle. It is not necessary to only list the top ten."

Yang Yu spoke, looked at the host's old man and said lightly.

"The rules of the Hundred Sects War have been decided before, and it is not good to change temporarily now."

The old host frowned and spoke with great certainty.

"Haha, you're so pedantic. Since you're still so much time, why don't you start the wheel ranking battle of the Hundred Sects now?"

Yang Yu spoke, looked at the Soul Clan, Ancient Clan, Thunder Clan and Medicine Clan present, and laughed, "After all, it's over as soon as possible, and we can go back as soon as possible. In the end, the Huangyun Mountains are uncomfortable living."

"Huh?" The elders of the Medicine Clan and the Soul Clan's eyes lit up instantly. Looking at Yang Yu, their hearts were moving.

"Actually, there is nothing wrong with the ranking battle of the sects that are in the Hundred Sects. We do want to go back to the clan as soon as possible."

The elder of the Soul Clan spoke, his eyes flashing.

As soon as possible, Yunlan Sect will leave the Huangyun Mountains. In the middle, they will be able to deal with it. The Demon Emperor's Blood and two Qiyi Divine Weapons can be brought back to the Soul Clan and given to the clan leader.

"Well, we can indeed start the ranking battle of the Hundred Sects now. After all, my medicine tribe still has many orders for refining medicines there."

The Dou Sheng Elder of the Medicine Clan spoke, and they were also eager to kill Yang Yu and seize the blood of the Demon Emperor.

"We agree to start the battle of hundreds of sects as soon as possible." The people of the Spirit Clan appeared and rushed over quickly, with a glimmer of light in their eyes.

"I have no objection to my Stone Clan." The Stone Clan team was also rushing towards me at a rapid speed, and their eyes were filled with excitement and expectation.

"Haha, although we are a second-level sect, we can actually participate in the finals. After all, it is a battle between juniors."

People from the Netherworld Sect also stepped forward, with a cold look on their faces.

"No objection." Other sects were also rushing at a high speed, with different expressions.

"However, the second-level sect arena battle has not continued yet. How can we carry out the final wheel ranking battle like this?"

The old host frowned, feeling a little displeased with the remaining sects that had arrived in an instant.

"It doesn't matter, one palace and one tower, two sects and three valleys are the same famous forces in the epicenter state. There is nothing wrong with entering the final ranking battle."

The elders of the Soul Clan spoke out that their Soul Clan was the first to initiator, so they had the greatest say.

"Well, there is nothing wrong with not wasting time."

The elders of the Medicine Clan, the Stone Clan and the Spirit Clan spoke, nodded, and said indifferently.

"That's fine. These hundred sects can indeed end as fast as possible." The elder of the ancient clan nodded without saying anything more.

They were originally here to participate in the competition for the first place, where the strange fire is located. They can get the map as soon as possible, so why not?

"No objection." The Thunder Clan and the Fire Clan nodded, and they were also coming to the strange fire map.

"But, now we will carry out the final ranking battle. How to determine the rules?" The old host frowned and said in a cold tone.

"This is very simple. One force defends the battle one by one until the end each force fought against all other sects. Ranking according to points is still the fairest as you said."

Yang Yu spoke, he came for the first place today, so he had already thought about the rules.

And as long as he defends the game today and defeats all other forces, his points will definitely be the first place!

Because, no matter which force wins completely, it will have a record of losing.

"Is it OK?" The old host still looked at the ancient eight tribes and other forces with a cold face.

"No problem." Everyone nodded. This was indeed the fastest way.

"Since that's the case, then the final ranking battle will begin. Please prepare for the person who is ready to defend the battle on the first day." The old host spoke and shouted loudly.

All around, the juniors of all forces are ready to go. On the first day of the stage, the easiest and the most advantageous ones.

"Start!" The old host shouted.

"boom!"

In the location of Yunlan Sect, a space suddenly collapsed, and Yang Yu's figure was already standing on the arena.

Other forces stopped at different positions, and the Soul Clan and the Ancient Clan people closest to the arena are also half a distance away.
Chapter completed!