Fu Jian was killed mercilessly in an instant, and even some of the elders did not have time to rescue.

Because this shot is too fast!

Instant Killing Dafa, a magical power that has been sealed for a long time, I can't imagine that someone has practiced it today.

This method was born from the Nine Killings of the Blood Dragon, which is its ultimate mystery, and the Divine Power Secret Realm has trained it to very few, and a little-known outer disciple will actually master it!

Could it be that this person's comprehension has reached the point of shocking the world?

Some of the elders didn't say anything for a long time, constantly looking at Zhao Xin, wanting to peek into some secrets.

After confirming that he entered the Final Four Tournament, Zhao Xin was given a separate lounge.

In that battle, Fu Jian's last knife still hurt him.

On the chest, a faint knife mark was cut, and black gas appeared on it.

Pick up the [Life Elixir] and drink it slowly.

At this time, there was a knock on Zhao Xin's door, the sound was not loud, the rhythm was slow, it should not be someone with malicious intentions.

With a slight frown, he put the life potion back into the Qiankun bag and opened the door.

Outside the door were two young men, one of whom Zhao Xin knew, Bai Shaoyun.

The other person made Zhao Xin feel alert, he was dressed in a purple and black robe, his face was resolute, and the aura revealed between his gestures was shocking.

Undoubtedly, this person is a master who has stepped into the secret realm of supernatural powers.

The strange man smiled and introduced himself.

"Senior Brother Zhao Xin, I am a criminal student, an inner disciple. ”

At this time, Bai Shaoyun also smiled at Zhao Xin and said, "Senior Brother Prisoner came to see you from the inner door on purpose, and he has something to talk about. ”

Zhao Xin was surprised, and also understood that the other party was not hostile, so he invited in.

"What do you two do?"

Zhao Xin asked.

The convict sat on one side and said unhurriedly: "First of all, congratulations to you, you have won the next round without a fight." ”

"What's going on?"

"Your opponent in the next round, Hengming, the first person in the outer door, announced that he would give up the competition and give you the promotion quota. ”

The convict came up with news that surprised him.

Zhao Xin was surprised, and Ming Heng's dashing figure appeared in his mind, and countless female disciples cheered.

Why would this person admit defeat for no reason when he looks arrogant?

Of course, the Torture Institute said: "This is also normal, after all, neither Luo Yu nor Fu Jian has a few moves in your hands, and Hengming will naturally not be your opponent." ”

"Of course, I'm here today to talk to you about something else. ”

Zhao Xin raised his head slightly and said, "What's the matter?"

Bai Shaoyun said with a smile: "As in the past, I invite you to join the criminal punishment lineage. ”

"I ......"

As soon as Zhao Xin was about to speak, he was interrupted by the prisoner.

"You don't have to make a decision in a moment, but before that, we can give you a piece of news. ”

The convict looked steady, and said lightly: "The true identity of the big man in the Heavenly Palace who has been targeting you, you must not know it, right?"

Zhao Xin nodded, he really didn't know this.

"I didn't plan to tell you so early, but you're about to step into the inner gate and become a true Chaos Immortal Sect disciple, so you have to explain it first. ”

The convict said eloquently: "There are twelve forces within the Chaos Immortal Gate, led by the four masters and the eight hall masters, among which we are the first line of the Punishment Hall Master, controlling the order of the entire Chaos Immortal Gate, and the law enforcement disciples are also selected by our line. ”

"And that big man who is targeting you is a true disciple, and he is also a personal disciple of the Lord of the Great Sun, one of the four great masters!"

Zhao Xin frowned, the personal disciple of the Lord of the Great Sun, this kind of identity was beyond his imagination, it was not only a Tianjiao, but also a high-powered person.

"His name is Donghuang Jun, he is one of the ten great talents of the Chaos Immortal Gate, and he has a bright future, and he is destined to stand on the top of the world. ”

Zhao Xin has no waves on the surface, and he almost scolded his mother in his heart, this Gu Qing is too pitiful, first let him provoke the Xie family of Chen Jun, and now he has provoked this Donghuang Jun!

But it's just a complaint, in his eyes, whether it's Tianjiao or the master, he is not afraid, give ten years, he has this self-confidence to surpass everything.

"Rest assured. ”

The convict smiled slightly, and said with relief: "If Donghuang Jun is targeting you, it is actually too exaggerated, in fact, he himself is just ordering his subordinates to clear all possible obstacles when he was pursuing Gu Qing." Sending Xie Kun and the others to kill you is just the initiative of Donghuangjun's subordinates. ”

"You are just an outer disciple, in the eyes of Donghuang Jun, there is no difference between you and the ants on the ground, and he, the true dragon soaring in the sky, is disdainful of you. ”

Zhao Xin was puzzled: "Then whose order did Xie Kun and the others accept, and who was the master of that sword slave?"

"It's all done by one person. ”

Xing Sheng said: "His name is Li Qingshun, and he is also a true disciple. ”

Zhao Xin was stunned, he knew this name, the personal disciple of the ancestor of the Xie family, and he recalled in his mind the man who was fluttering like a fairy and retreated thousands of troops with a word.

Zhao Xin scolded secretly: Sure enough, this kid is not a good person, and the Xie family is still a thief to himself!

Xing Sheng said: "Li Qingshun is a true disciple and a follower of Donghuangjun, and it seems that he instigated Donghuangjun to take the initiative to Gu Qing. ”

Speaking of which, he glanced at Zhao Xin to see how the latter reacted, but he was disappointed.

Zhao Xin's face was calm, and even the depths of his eyes were unwavering, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

"Alas. ”

Suddenly, Zhao Xin sighed lightly and said sadly: "In the world, I met Li Qingshun once, and there was a little affection between each other, but I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the fairy gate, he stabbed me in the back!"

"Senior brother, don't be sad, scum like Li Qingshun will definitely be spurned!"

The convict said a few words of relief, took out another jade box, handed it to Zhao Xin, and said: "This is a jade pill of creation, which can restore the heyday of people under the secret realm of supernatural powers, this is a wish for my brother, I wish you victory over the sword slave." ”

"Then the junior brother is disrespectful. ”

Zhao Xin naturally will not refuse, as for the so-called repayment of favors, it will only need to be considered after becoming strong in the future.

"Senior brother, don't be in a hurry to join us in the line of punishment, you can think about it slowly, retire for your brother, and don't disturb your rest. ”

"Senior brother, walk slowly. ”

Zhao Xin diligently sent the two away.

Soon after.

The wounds on Zhao Xin's body have all healed, and there is not even a trace of scars, but he feels a little tired and sleepy, which cannot be a reason for him to convince himself not to participate in the finals.

Holding the spear lightly, he walked out of the cultivation room alone, it was still a little far away from the school ground, it was already moonlit and starry at the moment, and there was no trace of people on the road, looking lonely.

After a while, it was close to the school field, and when he heard the bell ringing, he quickened his pace, and the number of people gradually increased, but his thoughts were a little ups and downs, melancholy, and the words that the prisoner said still lingered in Zhao Xin's mind for a long time.

Dong Huang Jun, Li Qingshun.

Perhaps soon, he will face these two true disciples.

I kept thinking all the way, and soon Zhao Xin walked into the martial arts arena, and it happened that the second bell also rang, and the cheers of the crowd were also boiling.

"It's a rare competition. ”

Xiang Shaoyun smiled easily, sat on the guardrail, and looked at Zhao Xin in the field.

"That's right. ”

Feng Ming was slightly cold.

"Being able to resist Fu Jian's Netherworld Resentment head-on, this Zhao Xin is beyond imagination, maybe in the Tianyuan Realm, it is difficult to find defeat. ”

Xiang Shaoyun sighed.

"That sword slave has opened the sea of knowledge, born divine consciousness, can use mana, if the physical body is also tempered and sublimated, then it is a real magical secret realm, but even if it is only half a step, it is not the physical body secret realm can compete, this battle, Zhao Xin has less than two percent chance of winning. ”

Feng Ming analyzed it carefully.

Xiang Shaoyun nodded and said, "It's okay if he is defeated, so that he can understand that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and he understands that on the path of cultivation, there is only one way to die alone, so that he will be more willing and even beg to join us in the line of punishment." ”

Night falls.

Everyone's eyes fell on the martial arts arena.

There were only two people on the field.

To the east is Zhao Xin.

To the west is the Sword Slave.

The voices are boiling, and many people remember that before the competition, the two people had constant friction and non-stop conflicts, and anyone could see that it was not a point-to-point competition between the two, but a real battle of life and death.

All the disciples outside the arena held their breath and stared directly into the field, their eyes revealing excitement and anticipation, waiting for the next bell to ring, and the game would officially begin.

On the field, two transcendent breaths collided first, the bluestone and gravel around them trembled, the grass and trees on the side were messy, and some disciples with lower cultivation retreated one by one, and they were also frightened at this moment, and involuntarily retreated dozens of feet, watching the battle from a distance.

There was a sinister aura all around, and a slightly shorter figure appeared in the dark night, his face was green, his temples were frost-white, his eyes were sharp, his eyebrows were like knives, and the bridge of his nose was high.

Loose gray linen clothes, shabby iron swords, and not tall bodies, but like evil ghosts, ravaging the heavens and the earth, the momentum is strong and terrifying.

On the opposite side, a lazy figure stood with his hands in his hands, but his body was full of arrogance and arrogance, and his dark eyes contained a monstrous sea of blood, as if he wanted to bring shocking changes to this rolling turbid world.

Zhao Xin sighed and said, "You have changed too much from ten days ago. ”

The sword slave was expressionless and sneered: "But it's just thanks to you." ”

Zhao Xin shook his head and said, "Everything is your choice." ”

The sword slave smiled miserably, "I don't even have a chance to choose!"

A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, containing hatred, and he laughed miserably: "I came from an ordinary background, how can I resist when I meet those big people? Who wants to become a sword slave? I have no future, and there is no hope, but ......"

He suddenly said word by word: "Kill you, and your fate will change!"

Zhao Xin shook his head, his eyes swept over the sword slave's white temples with sadness, and said, "Your five internal organs are exhausted, the sea of qi is burning too much, and the time is not long, even if you are free?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the sword slave's mouth: "Even one day is enough......"

Zhao Xin was shocked, and then his brows furrowed, and a sense of desolation filled his heart, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "I will definitely kill him!"

No names were named, but the two knew it.

The sword slave was still indifferent, with a hint of mockery in the corners of his eyes.

"Die!"

The sword slave's eyes were blood-red and bright, like a small burning fireball, and countless pieces of gas were filled around him, the color was blood-red, and the smell was like rust.

The air couldn't help but moisten a little, and the iron sword was raised.

While the two were talking, the sword slave was silently preparing for all this, and this blow was his lore.

must be killed with one blow, and Zhao Xin cannot be given any chance to admit defeat, otherwise he will still be bound by shackles and freedom.

"Let the horses come!"

Zhao Xin ignited his fighting spirit.

Looking at each other, the final battle begins!