Chapter 505: The Third Round, the Fate of the Holy Fruit

It is still in the huge Ice Palace Square that is full of brilliance.

Ice Palace disciples made registration and records, and Ice Palace elders showed up to explain the rules of the third round.

The only difference is that behind Xiao Yi and his party today, there is a kind of Sword Sect powerhouse.

All the warriors participating in the Ice Edge Conference, except for a small number of solo warriors.

The rest of the people were accompanied by their own powerful people.

It has to be said that the sword sect powerhouse, standing with the powerhouses of other forces, is not inferior at all, on the contrary, it is full of power.

Except for the words of the two extreme realm powerhouses, Palace Master Never Night and Sect Master Xue Dao.

Sword sect strong, can be placed in the ranks of the same level as one palace, one door and two religions.

Closer to home.

The elder of the ice palace said loudly, "Do you have any doubts?"

"If not, the third round of the Ice Fate Conference, the Fate of the Holy Fruit, is about to begin."

No one spoke.

The elders of the Ice Palace nodded, and then shouted, "Get up."

As soon as the voice fell, the ground trembled.

The strong from all sides, quickly retreat.

Not long after, a huge piece of ice rose from the ground.

The ice giant surpassed the Ice Palace Square, accounting for more than half of the entire Ice Palace.

The ice is square, crystal clear, and extremely smooth.

This is actually a battle field made of ice.

At the same time, wind and snow were surging around the ice competition arena.

Waiting for the wind and snow to blow past, one by one the viewing seats appeared out of thin air.

The viewing seats are naturally made of ice.

Looking around, this is an amazing masterpiece by a master ice sculptor.

The third round, called the Fate of the Holy Fruit,

Nature is associated with various precious holy fruits.

The third round is the last round of the Ice Edge Conference.

This will determine the ownership of the 'Bingxin Sacred Fruit', and it will be the most rewarding round for all participants.

The chance of this round will be determined by the strength of the warrior itself.

Fifteen hundred participants will decide the winners and losers in this ice-based competition to decide their rankings.

It is also the final ranking of this ice edge conference.

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At this time, there were a lot of participants standing on the ice competition arena.

The surrounding seats were also filled with powerhouses from various forces.

The elder of the Ice Palace, standing in the middle of the competition arena, said loudly, "Is there any doubts, or is there something unclear about the rules of the third round?"

No one asked.

The elder of the ice palace nodded and said, "None, everyone, prepare a little, and officially start after a tea time."

The third round was a fight, and the rules were quite rough and simple.

One thousand five hundred people, scuffled on the arena.

Fight until there is only one person left on the competition stage, and then it is over.

The entire arena, covering dozens of miles, is huge enough.

Rank, based on order of failure.

Death, admitting defeat, and leaving the range of the contest are all failures.

The first loser is the last one, and so on.

On this competition stage, the one who persists to the end is the first.

It is also the first place in this ice edge conference.

At this time, Xiao Yi and his party were chatting on the stage of the competition.

With enough confidence in your own strength, you don't need to prepare anything.

Han Cang, Feng Huayue and the others suddenly came over.

"Yo, you guys are very confident." Han Cang said with a sinister smile.

"If you have strength, you are naturally confident." Zhong Wuyou sneered.

Immediately, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the person beside him.

"Xiao Yi, Bai Bingxue, Ling Yu, Lin Jin, Liu Yanran, um, Ye Ming, you are one of them."

When Zhong Wuyou clicked on Ye Ming, his fingers paused.

Then, proudly said, "There are seven people in total, and the top seven rankings in the third round belong to us."

"You..." Han Cang and the others' faces turned cold, and then they were full of playful smiles.

"Be proud, let's let you be arrogant for a while."

"Top seven? Hmph, believe it or not, you will be the bottom seven?"

"Hahahaha." Zhong Wuyou laughed wildly, "Grandson, don't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue."

"The accounts for the first two rounds, I will slowly settle with you later."

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A cup of tea time passed in an instant.

"Martial arts, start!" The Ice Palace elder shouted loudly.

The sound fell.

The battle started instantly.

"Xiao Yi, do you dare to fight?" Han Cang and Feng Huayue snorted coldly.

Han Cang, Mu Bing, Feng Huayue, and three Tianjiao from the extreme cold land, a total of six people, joined forces to attack Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi had expected it long ago, his figure flashed, and he rose from the sky.

Although he was not afraid of these six people, Xiao Yi didn't want his battle to affect Zhong Wuyou and others.

They have their own battles.

whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

It was almost when Xiao Yi was standing high in the sky.

The six had immediately surrounded him.

Ice flames, knife energy, cold palm wind... One after another, they attacked him quickly.

Xiao Yi didn't pay attention to it at all, and shot the sword qi casually.

With his strength, it was easy to kill these six people in seconds.

But, something unexpected happened suddenly.

Xiao Yi's sword energy was instantly shattered by the attacks of these six people.

Afterwards, Bing Yan, Sword Qi and other attacks hit Xiao Yi without hindrance.

Bang...bang...bang...six loud noises in a row.

Xiao Yi was drowned in an explosion of energy.

"Hahahaha." Han Cang laughed a few times, "Xiao Yi, today the young master wants you to die."

After the explosion, Xiao Yi inside was revealed.

At this moment, Xiao Yi, with no damage to his body, was dressed in a son-in-law's outfit, and he fluttered in the wind and snow, extremely dashing.

"Peak combat power?" Xiao Yi frowned.

That's right, at this moment, Han Cang and the other six are actually at their peak combat power.

The sword qi that he had just released at random was also broken by their attack.

However, this is not an extremely cold sea of ​​ice.

The secret techniques of these six people can never have such a big increase.

"The marrow of ice." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and reacted.

He obviously felt the pure aura of the marrow of ice in these six people.

At the same time, it also comes with amazing extreme cold power.

"So it is." Xiao Yi instantly realized.

These six people absorbed a lot of ice essence.

However, they were not used to convert into Yuan force to increase cultivation.

Instead, the pure power of the marrow of ice is directly used as the source of power to cast the 'secret method'.

The pure power of the Essence of Frost erupted in an instant, allowing their 'secret method' to have the greatest effect.

It also gave them a short period of peak combat power.

It's just that this method is too extravagant.

Once their 'secret method' consumes the marrow of ice, their combat power will return to its original state.

And the cultivation base will not have any increase.

"It seems that I still want to lose five hundred catties of the marrow of ice." Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold.

"Haha." Han Cang sneered, "Xiao Yi, I said, this round, the top seven will be yours."

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Eyes, look down.

There, 1,500 warriors did not fight with each other at all.

Instead, they were besieging Zhong Wuyou and other six people.

"You two joined forces?" Xiao Yi's face was cold.

"I just found out now, it's too late." The resentment in Han Cang's eyes flashed past.

Six people, six peak combat power, shot in an instant.

In the distance, around the spectator seats.

The powerhouses of all parties seem to have expected the situation on the Biwu stage.

One by one, they laughed playfully.

One after another, sarcastic eyes gathered on the powerhouses of the Splitting Heaven Sword Sect.

Obviously, everyone is waiting for Heaven Splitting Sword Sect to make a fool of himself.

Waiting to see this Martial Arts Holy Land ranked at the bottom of this ice edge conference.

The spectator seat of the sword sect powerhouse is here.

The Sect Master and the elders were indifferent and silent.

The Great Elder looked at the ridiculing people around him with disdain, and sneered.

"A bunch of fools, not to mention the 1,500 warriors on the stage."

"Even if you add up to the famous powerhouses, it's not enough for Xiao Yi kid to kill him in one go."

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