In the worshipful eyes of all the birds and beasts in the stands, Chu Yan walked out of the ring with a wry smile, but he didn't expect that the main reason why Li Rouran targeted himself so much was because of his father.

"Dad, it seems that you were also a merry warrior back then!"

Chu Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, according to Li Rouran, his master Li Qingmiao had loved Chu Yan's father Chu Changtian for a hundred years, but Chu Changtian was single-minded, and only Chu Yan's mother and prince were gentle and a double cultivator in his life, so that Li Qingmiao was still alone.

"Huh?"

Chu Yan had just stepped out of the ring and smelled a strong smell of blood, and then walked in the direction where the smell came from...

Ring Seven.

"You... I'm going to kill you!"

A young man hissed, one of his arms completely red and hanging down, and dozens of bloody wounds crisscrossed his body.

As he spoke, a silver hook stabbing weapon smashed towards the person opposite.

The person on the other side was completely wrapped in a black robe, and his face was wearing a silver demon mask, which was a ghost.

"Hiss... I'll take your life!"

The ghost let out a seeping sneer, and an eerie aura emanated from his body.

"Whoosh!"

A blood-glittering knife flew out of the pocket around his waist.

Above the stands.

Yan Tianlong and Qi Tianlie sat together to watch the competition.

"Blood Refining Weapon!"

Yan Tianlong said a word when he saw the blood-colored long knife.

The so-called blood refining magic weapon is a magic weapon that is completely warmed by essence blood, and such a magic weapon only needs a little spiritual power to be activated, but the district needs a large amount of essence blood to warm it every day.

The power of the Blood Refining Weapon is even greater than that of the best Magic Weapon, but the only drawback is that because the Blood Refining Weapon is too closely connected to the owner's mind, as long as the Blood Refining Weapon is damaged a little, the owner will be seriously injured.

"Hehe, senior brother has good eyesight!"

Qi Tianlie smiled lightly, but he was proud in his heart, with the strength of the ghost now, it was easy to defeat the other party.

"Senior Brother Qi, your apprentice is too ruthless!"

Needless to say, the disciple who fought against the ghost was none other than the disciple of Pan Tianfeng.

"Senior Brother Yan, the competition is nothing more than a winner or a loser, how can it be ruthless or not!"

Qi Tianlie said lightly, but he didn't care about Yan Tianlong's words, on the day of the assessment in the Flying Dragon Peak, Yan Tianlong came with the law enforcement team and beat Qi Tianlie with a hundred sticks mercilessly, and Qi Tianlie still held a grudge at this time.

As soon as he thought of this, Qi Tianlie was so angry that his teeth itched, but he was not Yan Tianlong's perverted opponent at all, and now that the other party's disciple was deflated under his own disciple, how could he be unhappy.

"Phew!"

The blood-colored long knife was full of blood, and it cut off the silver hook thorn like a devastation, and the castration was unabated, directly slashing the head of that Pantian Peak disciple.

"Poof!"

The best magic weapon in the disciple's hand was destroyed, his mind was damaged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he had no strength to fight again.

However, at this time, the blood-colored long knife was no more than half a meter away from his head.

"I recognize ......"

"It's late!"

An eerie cold word rang in his ears.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, and the blood-colored long knife pierced through the head of the Pantian Peak disciple, and that disciple didn't have a chance to finish the three words 'I admit defeat' before he died.

The cold corpse fell to the ground, and no expression was visible from the ghost's mask.

Everyone in the stands is a little sluggish, although it is said that the competition does not prevent life and death fighting, but the same disciples of the Feather Sect do not have a deep hatred who is willing to take people's lives, although the cultivation of immortals in the world of the weak and the strong, but in the sect will not be relative to death, what the ghost has done is already a little too much.

"You taught a good apprentice!"

Yan Tianlong snorted coldly, and his heart was full of anger and threw his robe away.

Qi Tianlie sneered, and his heart was happy.

"It's a vicious method, but this kind of breath is really familiar!"

Chu Yan looked at the ghost and muttered to himself, and at the same time, the ghost seemed to feel that Chu Yan was watching him, and turned his head to Chu Yan.

A demon mask was confronted by Chu Yan, and Chu Yan could feel the strong killing intent under the mask, and the other party was sneering at this time.

The draw for the third round of the knockout round begins, and this round of the knockout round is also a top 10 competition, and the winning ten people will enter the top 10 of the Zongmen Competition, receive rich rewards, and will have the opportunity to continue to participate in the next top 10 qualifying battles!

At this time, sixteen of the twenty people who stood out after two rounds of elimination were seeded disciples, and only two disciples of Chu Yan and Pantian Peak and one disciple of Nine Turns Peak successfully advanced as non-seeded disciples.

There are always many coincidences in the world, such as the lottery drawn by Chu Yan.

"Ring No. 10, Flying Dragon Peak Chu Yan vs. Flying Dragon Peak Ghost!"

The referee's high-pitched words kicked off the third round of elimination.

The ghost watched Chu Yan from a distance.

The corners of Chu Yan's mouth were lightly raised.

Do you want to kill me?

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