The monks of the Tribulation Period fought, and the destructive power was extremely powerful, and if they couldn't keep their hands at all, and if their powerful skills fell, they could easily turn Longyuan City into ruins.

The two drew their swords and faced each other, and in an instant, two spiritual energy prohibitions issued by the powerhouses of the Ascension Stage tightly covered the ring to prevent its destructive power from leaking out.

"Zheng Zheng..."

The sword light and sword shadow flashed, the light dissipated, and Qi Mingwei ended in failure.

"In the eighth ring, Qi Mingwei failed to defend the fight, and Duan Liu won. ”

With the sound of the referee, another person jumped into the eighth ring.

As time passed, there were already eight people standing in the ten rings full of guards.

Just when everyone was paying attention to the competition in the eight rings, suddenly an elegant figure fell on the empty ring.

"Look, Boss Yan is here!"

I don't know who roared in the crowd, and everyone suddenly looked at the ring where Yan Rufeng was.

He is magnificent, heroic and free, wearing white clothes fluttering in the wind, invisibly exuding a kingly atmosphere.

He carried his hands behind his back, indifferent, and couldn't help but feel oppressive.

"Qinglong City Yan Rufeng came to defend, who will fight?"

No one came to the stage to challenge Yan Rufeng, they didn't want to lose in the hands of Yan Rufeng in an instant as soon as they came on stage.

Because of Yan Rufeng's performance in the school field, everyone who came to participate in this competition was clear in their hearts.

Yan Rufeng easily got the admission ticket for the third competition.

Five days after the ring competition was held, in the third competition, including Yan Rufeng, there were a total of 1,000 monks during the tribulation period.

These 1,000 people can stand out from nearly a million people, and it can be said that no matter which one of them is, they all have the strength to kill people beyond the ranks.

Of course, among these 1,000 people, not everyone wants to get the top spot in this competition...

The third competition came as scheduled.

In this competition, the ancestors of Tiandaomen also came to the competition site.

The purpose of their coming, in addition to watching Yan Rufeng's performance in the ring, the most important purpose is to protect Yan Rufeng's personal safety.

Because, this competition has to be decided, and the top 100 personnel in the leaderboard.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, you must know that the Source Law Sect sent five hundred disciples of the Great Perfection Realm of the Tribulation Period in this competition.

And these five hundred disciples of the Source Law Sect were among the thousand who won the ring competition.

Heavenly Dao Sect Ancestor Yunlong Zhenren thought that the Source Law Sect, which had wanted to use this competition to kill Yan Rufeng, would definitely attack Yan Rufeng in the third competition.

However, the Heavenly Dao Sect is not unprepared, among the 1,000 people who won, in addition to the five hundred people from Yan Rufeng and the Source Law Sect, the remaining 499 people are all disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

It can be seen that this big competition is fundamentally a contest between the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Source Law Sect.

Around the ring, there are still crowds.

On the judges' platform, the chief referee slowly got up and shouted to everyone who came to participate in the competition: "Everyone, I am the chief referee of this competition, and before the third competition begins, I will announce the rules of the competition." ”

"What?"

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed.

"Who doesn't know the rules of the competition, do you still have to announce this?"

"Huh!"

"Isn't the third of the previous competitions all one-on-one competitions, why do you still have to announce them?"

"Hey!"

Someone said happily: "Fellow Daoists, the rules of the competition have changed, so that it is exciting, otherwise, what are we going to see?"

"Huh!"

One person smiled: "Daoyou is reasonable, but I just don't know what the rules of the third competition are..."

In the noisy crowd, the domineering voice of the chief referee was heard.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

In the crowd, it slowly quieted down.

The chief referee paused, raised his voice and said: "Everyone, in order to decide the top 100 as soon as possible, now, I announce that the third game is the same as the second..."

As soon as the chief referee finished speaking, a person in the crowd was heard exclaiming.

"I'll rub!"

"It's a little too cruel. ”

"Huh!"

One person shook his head and sneered: "Don't be cruel, you must know that the person who can enter the third competition, which one is not, can easily kill the existence of the Mahayana period, and their Source Dharma Sect doing this is simply equivalent to letting the person who competes commit suicide in the ring..."

...

"Huh!"

In the crowd, the ancestor of the Heavenly Dao Gate, Yunlong Zhenren sneered, and said in his heart: "Fortunately, the old man had a plan, otherwise, Yan Rufeng would have really died in the ring..."

The Source Law Sect suddenly changed the rules of the competition, for Yan Rufeng, it really didn't matter.

As soon as the chief referee finished speaking, he saw Yan Rufeng jump and jump into the ring.

"Qinglong City Yan Rufeng came to defend, who will fight?"

Yan Rufeng still said the same thing, but this time, as soon as Yan Rufeng's words fell, he saw a man in black jump into the ring.

The light was victorious, and dozens of prohibitions instantly enveloped the ring where Yan Rufeng was standing.

In the ring, Yan Rufeng smiled politely.

"Daoist friends come to provoke, can you report your name!"

"Humph!"

The man in black snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "Dead people don't deserve to know my name." ”

"Huh!"

Yan Rufeng smiled.

"Daoyou, you must know that this is in the ring, you can't make this kind of joke!"

"Huh!"

"Are you kidding?"

The man in black put his hands behind his back, his eyes were empty, and he sneered: "Yan Rufeng, as long as you kneel in front of your grandfather and me and kowtow and beg for mercy, I can spare you from dying!"

"Smack!"

Yan Rufeng was not angry or angry, and he slapped the man in black in the air with a loud slap.

The man in black was stunned and stunned.

"Haha!"

One person in the crowd laughing.

"If you fight well, Lao Tzu can't look down on this kind of person, I feel like I'm just a piece of garbage..."

In the ring, there was a sudden roar.

"Yan Rufeng, Lao Tzu is going to kill you!"

"Smack!"

There was another loud slap, and I saw the body of the man in black fly upside down like a running bullet.

"Boom..."

The body of the man in black slammed into the aura prohibition shield fiercely, and a roar came out.

"Plop..."

The body of the man in black fell to the ground and let out a dull sound.

"Puff..."

The man in black spat blood.

Yan Rufeng slowly walked to the man in black, raised his foot, and stomped on his face.

"Say, who gave you the courage to speak to me like that?"

The man in black at Yan Rufeng's feet was silent.

"Huh!"

Yan Rufeng smiled.

"If you don't say yes, then you can die!"

Suddenly, I saw a monstrous killing intent burst out from Yan Rufeng's eyes.

Yan Rufeng's body shook, and before he could exert his strength under his feet, he heard an angry roar from the judges' platform.

"Yan Rufeng, you try to kill him!"

"Huh!"

Yan Rufeng slowly looked at the judges' table and smiled.

"He who insults me shall not live, and he who threatens me shall not live!"

"Bang!"

The sound of a head popping came.

At this time, the man in black at Yan Rufeng's feet was already dead and couldn't be dead.

(End of chapter)