Drink.

Zuo Feiyun let out a low shout, and the long sword stabbed forward suddenly, condensing into a sharp sword light that stabbed directly at the short monk.

Seeing this, the little monk dodged the sword light in a flash, and at the same time his feet were a little dexterous on the ground.

Immediately after the two hands moved, the pale green edge of the Dao Dao stabbed towards the left like a wind blade.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Zuo Yunfei's mouth, and his figure suddenly followed the sword light to the side of the dwarf monk.

The little monk was startled and hurriedly waved his hand and stabbed at him.

However, at this time, it was too late, and I saw the long sword in Zuo Feiyun's hand slash down suddenly, and it suddenly looked at his shoulder.

"Admit defeat, admit defeat!"

The short man shouted as soon as he slashed his sword.

However, Zuo Feiyun's eyes froze, and the long sword was picked between the short man's neck.

Swish.

The sword light flashed, and the short man suddenly spilled blood on the spot.

Immediately after that, his Yuan Shen jumped out of his body and glared angrily at Zuo Feiyun.

"I've already thrown in the towel, why are you still doing this!"

Although the body was not as important as the Yuan Shen to the cultivators of the middle realm, after all, this body had been cultivating with him for many years, and once it was damaged, it would have a great impact on his cultivation.

What's more, Zuo Feiyun stabbed a hole in his throat with a sword, directly cutting off the vitality of his body.

Such a ruthless psychology and means have never appeared in the course of this competition.

"The man with the sword wins!"

At the end of the match, the deacon came to the ring and announced the results in public.

Because there are so many contestants, they can't remember who is who, so the verdict is so arbitrary.

Fortunately, he seemed to have a little impression of Zuo Feiyun, and subconsciously nodded with him.

Seeing this, Zuo Feiyun's already arrogant expression became even more arrogant.

At this time, the old man who had been silent behind him suddenly asked.

"What's your name!"

Zuo Feiyun was stunned for a moment, and immediately hurried to the edge of the ring and bowed deeply to the old man.

"Junior Feiyun Peak Zuo Feiyun to meet the elder!"

Zuo Feiyun didn't know the identity of the old man, but he still used the same set of rhetoric to deal with the deacon.

The old man didn't say anything after hearing this, and closed his eyes again.

Zuo Feiyun's face was extremely embarrassed, and he slowly straightened up alone.

"Next game, you, you!"

This incident was just a small episode, and the game continued after Zuo Feiyun and the two stepped down.

Interestingly, the short man found someone to get his body back after the deacon announced that the game was over.

And his primordial spirit continued to reside in his body.

The games were going on one after another, and seeing that Su Yi didn't see a close match now, the longest time was no more than a cup of tea.

"You, come up!"

Just in the two of them have seen it

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When he was a little sleepy, the deacon glanced at Krees, pointed at him and shouted.

The two Krees are strong because of their strength, so the deacon still has some impressions of them.

When I saw it just now, I immediately remembered it.

"Come up, they're waiting for you!"

Seeing that the other person who was ordered had already entered the ring, Su Yi smiled and pushed Krees up.

"...... in the Lower Rainbow Pavilion!"

Rumble.

Just as the monk opposite Krees was announcing his home, and the deacon had not yet left the ring, there was a loud bang and the game was over.

In between, Krees' fist was pressed against the monk's chest, and the monk was smashed straight into the ground.

The crowd of onlookers on the side of the Golden Wind Pavilion was suddenly silent and quiet.

No one expected that before anyone could finish speaking, Krees suddenly struck, and the monk was pressed to the ground without any reaction.

The old man, who had not spoken, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and looked at Krees a few times before closing his eyes again to recuperate.

The middle-aged man next to him looked at Krees with interest.

Hearing the movement, the deacon slowly turned his head.

The scrutinizing gaze went back and forth over Kreese several times before a few words came out of his mouth.

"This guy wins, next one!"

Then the crowd erupted into a chatter.

"This guy is too bad, people aren't ready yet!"

"What kind of loss is that, if this is a battlefield, you can still prepare?"

Then the ring began to play one after another.

Soon, because Krees was a deacon, he set his sights on Su Yi.

"You, and you!"

After the last experience, the deacon basically finished ordering people and hurried out of the ring.

Because if he didn't go down, the formation mage who maintained the ring would not be able to seal the ring.

In that case, if you use the ultimate once both sides get started, it is easy to cause damage to the city environment.

"You're a physique?"

The monk on the opposite side stood with his sword and looked Su Yi up and down, because he didn't feel any aura of Dharma cultivation from Su Yi.

"Not bad!"

Su Yi didn't want to fight directly like Krees.

"Without the support of mana, how much destructive power can be exerted by relying on physical strength alone?"

The sword-wielding monk sneered, looking at Su Yi with disdain on his face.

In the cultivation world, mana has always been respected, and compared to law cultivation, physical cultivation is still a minority after all, especially the human race.

"yes, would you like to feel it?"

Su Yi touched his fist and looked at the other party playfully.

Swish.

The sword-wielding monk only felt that with a flick in front of him, Su Yi's fist had already arrived in front of him.

With no way to retreat, the sword-wielding monk could only choose to stand up with his long sword and violently urge the sword light to block

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Live Su Yi's fist.

Su Yi's fist smashed like a hammer on the sword light that had been condensed like substance, and the sword light suddenly shattered into pieces.

But even so, the sword light did not block Su Yi's attack, and his fist smashed directly into the long sword like a fierce tiger.

The sword-wielding monk obviously didn't expect Su Yi's strength to be so great, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Bang.

The fist slammed into the sword, and then the sword slammed into the sword-wielding monk's face.

The sword-wielding monk was suddenly smashed by Su Yi, and his eyes were bleeding from his nose and mouth, and he leaned back.

Wow.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into applause, and at the same time began to discuss.

"This guy's strength is not worse than that young man just now!"

"You know what, the two of them are in a gang! I saw him push the young man into the ring!"

"It's really fake, could it be that two body cultivators popped up all of a sudden?"

Although most of the onlookers are ordinary people, they have lived in Hengtianxing for a long time, and their vision is naturally not comparable to ordinary people in the small world.

At the very least, they still know what kind of things and what kind of body they cultivate!

"How does it feel?"

Su Yi withdrew his fist, slowly walked to the sword-wielding monk and asked with a smile.

"You, you're cheating, I'm not ready for you to shoot!"

The sword-wielding man wiped away the blood that had been shocked from his mouth and nose with his sleeve, pointed at Su Yi and roared.

As soon as Su Yi wanted to say something that couldn't be done, he got up and started again, when he felt that the surrounding formation enchantment had dispersed.

Then the deacon came to the ring.

"This guy wins, next one!"

After listening, Su Yi spread his hands helplessly.

"I wanted to give you a chance, but obviously I couldn't give it to you, haha!"

Then his feet were a little in the ring, and when he landed again, he was already beside Krees.

"Do you think they're going to say we're good at sneak attacks?"

When Krees saw him coming back, he quickly pulled him and whispered.

When Su Yi was competing above, he didn't hear much from the people around him below.

"What if you say it or not?"

Su Yi has never been very interested in this kind of thing, and immediately responded very casually.

The first day of the competition passed quickly, and Jin Fengting divided the number of people into three parts, so today's twenty people have already been selected.

Among them, Su Yi, Krees, and the white-faced man were among them.

After they were done, the two bought some food on the street, and when they arrived at the inn, the horse-faced man and the fat man were already waiting in the courtyard.

Two times in a row, when everyone was chatting, it was Su Yiguan's wine, and they naturally wanted to invite it back.

It's just that their wine is bought at the winery.

Su Yi and Krees finished the things they brought back and put them on the stone table, and several people chatted and began to drink.

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