"Brother Fan, this way!"

After Ye Fan flew into the Sky City, he looked at the dazzling city, and even gave him the feeling of an ancient city!

"Three thousand, you're pretty fast!"

Ye Fan smiled and patted Wang Sanqian's shoulder, then sat next to him, touched Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai lying on the ground, and scanned the surrounding situation.

At this moment, they were sitting in the audience of Sky City, which said that it was a city, but in fact it was a place dedicated to fighting.

There may be buildings around it that are dressed up in ancient times, and it is even bigger than Butai here.

The tournament platform is at the top of the Sky City, and it can be said that how big the Sky City is, how big their tournament platform is, and the entire tournament platform is made with a golden aura.

It seems to be ethereal, but in fact it is as solid as Mount Tai, and even the True God Realm may not be able to shatter it.

At this moment, the surrounding audience seats were already full of people, all of them curiously looking at the surrounding environment and exclaiming.

A crane suddenly came out, and what immediately rushed out of the sky was a sky full of cranes and a white misty fairy aura, making the surroundings look more sacred!

Like his name, like a city in the sky.

"The semi-finals have been decided, and now the draw for the semi-finals begins!"

"There are a total of 44 places, and the last four will be divided into a group of eleven people, and the last four will enter the finals!"

After Ming Yueya said this, he pointed in the air.

A water balloon suddenly appeared in the air, and the waves in the water balloon kept spinning, and then suddenly broke and swooped towards the major contestants.

Ye Fan shook it casually, and a wave appeared in his hand, and then changed into a number - 22.

I heard Ming Yueya say again: "The number in your hand is the speed of your competition, 1 to 11 is a group, 12 to 22 is a group, divided into four groups, and the fifth of them will automatically advance!"

"There is no time limit in the semi-finals, the only rule is that the opponent admits defeat or dies!"

"Now please play the first game and play the first game!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw two men standing up one after another, flying towards the Sky City martial arts arena, although the aura on the two of them was not strong, it could not be underestimated, they were both existences at the peak of the True Spirit Realm!

"Hey, what group are you all from?" Ye Fan asked.

Wang Sanqian and He Linlong next to him glanced at the 22 in Ye Fan's hand, and then He Linlong said with an expression: "32!"

"Ah, 28, Brother Fan, I drew 28, is it automatically advanced to one game and enter the group stage finals?"

Wang Sanqian suddenly roared, but everyone was amazed, this kid was really lucky, and he got the 28th as soon as he came.

Zhang Wuwei is No. 18, Zhang Yueheng is No. 9, and several people are very smooth and have not been assigned to a group, which should be deliberately done by Kunlun.

In order to let the people of the same sect not meet in the finals, I have to say that this practice is still very good!

Before they spoke, the two of them had already made dozens of moves on the field, and the two fought extremely fiercely, reaching a fever pitch in an instant.

And the most surprising thing is that both of them are physical cultivators, and their moves are like sumo wrestling, fists to the flesh.

Suddenly, one of them leaned back, dodging his opponent's fist from the air, and then slammed his right hand on the ground.

A tiger roar erupted from his right foot, and then a tiger appeared in the shape of a fierce slam into the heart of the other.

The person who was kicked immediately flew out and collapsed to the side without saying a word.

Immediately walked up to a referee, walked to the side of No. 2 and looked at it, stretched out his hand to carry him and threw it at random to the sect, and said coldly: "The No. 2 contestant is dead, and No. 1 is promoted!"

Some people cheered and some were worried, and as for the cheering people, it was naturally the sect of the No. 1 contestant, and they all wanted to set off artillery to help the fun.

And the sects of the second contestants were like dead parents, their faces were pale, and finally someone made it to the semi-finals, but they were killed by someone in one face.

You must know that the people who are retained in the group promotion round will have the opportunity to enter the Kunlun Holy Land to cultivate, and his sect will also be rewarded by Kunlun!

That's why these contestants are so deadly!

The first group of games ended quickly, and this group seems to have no other particularly strong people except Zhang Yueheng and Xiang Kunlun.

"No, Brother Fan, look at the way that grandson looks at us, it's very wrong!"

Wang Sanqian suddenly pointed in a direction with his finger, and said in an unhappy tone.

Ye Fan followed his fingers and looked over, and sure enough, there was a person dressed in black, smiling at his group with a gloomy face.

"You know him?"

Wang Sanqian shook his head, and then said, "I thought you knew me." ”

Ye Fan: "What do you mean?"

Wang Sanqian explained: "This kid's name is Zhou Lian, he is from a place called Muyemen in the north, he seems to have something in mind about you, and he targeted us in the last game. ”

"The most important thing is that this kid has also awakened a divine body, I don't know what it is!"

Ye Fan looked at him and whispered in confusion: "Zhou Lian.... I don't know him .... Why is he hostile to us?"

Wang Sanqian shook his head, he didn't know either.

While the two were talking, they saw Zhou Lian suddenly raise the number in his hand and shake it towards Ye Fan and the others, as if reminding Ye Fan to see clearly!

The two of them looked stunned at the same time, number six?

Is he an automatic qualifier in Group 1?

"Oh no!" Ye Fan saw the gloomy smile on his face, and suddenly thought of something.

"He wouldn't be going to make a move on Zhang Yueheng, right?" Wang Sanqian also understood at this moment, this kid didn't seem to have a good impression of the people around Ye Fan!

At this moment, there was even one more week of practice, and Xiang Kunlun Ye Fan was not very worried before, after all, he was a Kunlun person, as long as Zhang Yueheng admitted defeat, she would not be injured.

But now there is one more variable, no one knows what this weekly practice will do!

"The first group, No. 5 and No. 7 are on the field!"

The voice fell, and a white-robed young man suddenly walked out from the side of Huashan, rich in crown jade for the face of a good turbid son!

"Hey, isn't this Yueyun Peak, he has already cultivated at the peak of the True Spirit Realm?" Ye Fan pointed at him differently, and the whole person was taken aback.

I remember the last time I saw Yueyun Peak, his cultivation was only in the middle of the Ethereal Realm, but I didn't expect that when we met him again, he was already at the peak of the True Spirit Realm.

It's faster than riding a rocket!

The person opposite Yueyun Peak said with an ink-colored robe, long hair tied up and a spear in his right hand, the whole person was sharp, Ye Fan even saw He Linlong's figure on him!

"This kid is the young sect master of the Battle Spirit Sect, Zhao Yun, and the spear in one hand is basically invincible at the same stage!"