"You...... It is the current sect master of the Flowing Fire Sect. ”

In front of the Sect Master's Hall, the black-haired and red-eyed young man stared indifferently at the handsome man who was trampled under his feet and pointed at his neck with the tip of his sword.

"What if it's this seat, and who are you?"

The man's complexion is not good, after all, anyone who is suppressed and has no power to fight back and is held against the neck with a sharp weapon, his face will not be much better.

"Your name is Tan Qing. ”

The young man did not answer his question, but spoke to himself in a factual tone.

"Naturally, it's this seat. ”

"That's you. The young man said lightly, this time there was a hint of doubt in his voice, "Looks...... Wrong. ”

Tan Qing was just about to say something, when he saw the young man's face turn cold, followed by a monstrous killing intent.

"Whether it's or not...... They all have to die. ”

The young man's voice was calm, as if he was saying something inconsequential, but when the voice reached the ears of the people under the sword, it made people feel as if a layer of ice had formed on their bodies, as if their bones had been frozen through.

At this moment, Tan Qing didn't care about any back-up, and suddenly killed the demonic energy that had been accumulated when he was delaying time. As if he had expected it, the young man only put the sword body upright, and the demonic qi that condensed the fatal blow was actually scattered by this fluttering blow, leaving not even a trace.

Seeing that this blow was broken, Tan Qing also knew that this person's realm must be above him, and he was definitely not his opponent.

"If you want to kill this seat, there must be a reason. ”

In fact, from the sudden appearance of this young man, he probably foresaw his end, and until now, it is nothing more than a glimmer of hope to escape, and now it seems that he is afraid that he is really going to fall here.

"The rules of the Flowing Fire Sect, if I kill you, I will be the sect master. The young man still said lightly, "Don't think about playing tricks, I have already cracked the formation here, and besides, you don't have blood, even if you are not destroyed, you can't trigger it." ”

"How do you know!"

The man's eyes shrank, and in the next second, he saw a little sword light flash, followed by a full red.

The young man wiped the blood-stained magic sword with a cloth and inserted it back into the quaint scabbard behind his back.

Facing Tan Qing's corpse on the ground, his expression was still faint, and after a long silence, his throat moved slightly, but it was a silent sigh.

Two black-clothed Dharma protectors appeared in His Highness out of thin air, and when they saw this, they immediately knelt on the ground and shouted to the sect master.

"You're quite discerning. The young man turned his back to them, still looking at the corpse, but suddenly asked, "What day is it?"

"Back to the sect master, today is the opening day of the third level of the entrance assessment. ”

"Tan Li is also there?"

"Less...... This monk was selected for second place. ”

I thought it was a positive answer, but I didn't expect to hear the news, if "Tan Li" couldn't get the first place in this assessment, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could overpower him.

"Second place, what's the first name?"

"It's a monk with two spiritual roots, and his name is Ji Wuye. ”

The Dharma protector who replied heard him ask about Tan Li, and thought that he wanted to kill the old one and cut the small one by the way, but seeing that he was just asking, and he didn't mean to move, he became more and more unpredictable.

"Mizuki...... Sure enough, it wasn't him. The young man's eyes darkened, his face turned cold again, and he released a cloud of inky flames that instantly devoured the corpse, and he turned to look at the two Dharma protectors kneeling on the ground, "Take this seat to see." ”

If he couldn't find the person he was looking for, he was going to meet this person who could overpower the original young sect master "Tan Li".

Hopefully it won't let him down.

The young man rubbed a beautiful red bird feather on the spike of the sword, thinking a little absent-mindedly.

We're going to meet soon......

In this world, he was a teenager.

The ministers who were about to be met by the new sect master for a while were very seriously observing the competition on the stage.

Just on the stage is a female cultivator with a whip and a tall male cultivator with a giant axe, his eyes look fierce, at first glance, he has killed people under his hands, judging from the blood around him, the female cultivator has killed more people.

After a brief pre-war etiquette, there was no plot of those verbal cannons, and the two sides did not say a word, and after a few seconds of prediction, they competed to make a move.

The female cultivator was faster, so she took the lead, only to see that she shot a fierce whip straight into the male cultivator's chest, and the male cultivator was not unprepared, and he swung a huge axe to block it.

Seeing that the blow missed, the female cultivator withdrew her whip and attacked the male cultivator's left leg, but it didn't hit either, and between her blows, the male cultivator had already rushed towards her with an axe, the huge axe was shining with blood, and the sharp axe blade could even directly split the human bone.

The female cultivator hurriedly wrapped the whip around one of the male cultivator's arms, flew and kicked, and flew behind the male cultivator with this force.

Her movements were fast, and before the nun could react, she quickly drew her whip back and slammed it into the man's back.

A huge axe blocked the blow, but it inevitably left a shallow blood mark on the male cultivator's waist.

As if stimulated by blood, the male cultivator rushed towards her while throwing one of the two axes, holding one in his right hand and swinging it fiercely.

The female cultivator swung the whip sideways, and by flying over, the axe stepped on it and kicked it hard, and the axe flew straight back towards the male cultivator, and he caught it with his hand.

Dodging this blow, the nun was not easy, under the dense attack of the double axe, she could only barely resist with the whip, and at the right time to escape from the axe, and then give her a fierce whip from behind.

This battle can be called evenly matched, the female cultivator moves flexibly, but her whip can only hit the male cultivator a little bit of damage very rarely, and the male cultivator has great strength, but has never been able to get close to the female cultivator. Both sides are looking for a flaw in the opposite side, and it only takes a little time to hit with one blow.

When the stalemate was at a standoff, the female cultivator's whip was wrapped around the male cultivator's axe after deliberately selling a flaw, and the male cultivator's movements were slowed down by pulling hard, and in a moment, the female cultivator's left hand pulled out the soft sword coiled around her waist and slashed at the male cultivator's neck.

The male cultivator's axe was being restrained, and she didn't expect her to have such a hand—just because the soft sword was too thin and too fast, and with just one blow, it was broken and killed.

With a whip flung the axe aside, the nun jumped backwards so as not to be contaminated with the splatters of blood.

In this battle, the battle of physical arts accounted for most of the battles, and the main reason was that the cultivation of demon cultivation was based on forging the body first at the beginning of the entry, and only when the cultivation was higher did they have the opportunity to contact the cultivation of magic and so on.

This also makes their fight look like a mortal fight, if you ignore the flames on the nun's whip and the thorns that emerge from the ground when the nun swings his axe.

It can be seen that the methods of demon cultivation are indeed ruthless and deadly, and they are much more powerful than the various righteous path cultivators who can only use spells and spells in his memory.

It is true that he has already investigated the bloody methods of demon cultivation, but this kind of trick is all going to the door of his life, in the end, it still forces the ministers to use all their energy to prepare.

Although the spell is useless to him, but in terms of physical fitness alone, these demon cultivators can punch a hole in the hard boulder, and he is a normal mortal body, even if he takes a little bit, he will either be killed or injured.

At this time, he didn't look scared, and even his heart was calm.

It's not that there's a safe way, it's just that my gut feeling is that something will definitely happen here.

Even if there was no turnaround, he thought about the dagger, and he almost had a little bottom. It's rare that his cousin-in-law, who has been targeting him, can give him this kind of thing, you must know that this person usually makes all kinds of small reports in front of Wang Ye for the purpose of trapping him...... Speaking of which, this dagger will not be a problem.

…… What if there's a problem?

Although he has never seen anything go wrong in a major matter, there is no room for mistakes in this kind of life-and-death situation......

After a moment's hesitation, he chose to tie the dagger to his arm in his sleeve.

I barely believe that you are good once→_→

The competition is not random, but according to the strength ranking to fight, with the two monks with a large difference in strength to fight in the ring, the winner will naturally enter the next round of fighting, and finally leave less than ten elites selected into the inner door for training.

For example, the female nun on the stage just now was ranked in her forties, and the male nun was ranked in her sixties, so she was also one of the few monks who went to the ring first.

As for the ministers and cadres who are ranked high, they will have to wait until the final finale to fight.

As the top three in the first round of the Secret Realm Trial, according to the default rules, if you have good qualifications, you can be directly selected into the inner door without a round of ring matches.

But it is said that in every ring competition held in the past, no matter how strong the monk is, he has not failed to participate, although the minister knows that this is an opportunity to save his life, but this rising bird is not his turn to do it at present, so he still has to participate.

Due to the disparity in strength, the later it gets, the shorter the time for the two-to-two battle to decide the winner.

Although this ranking is calculated according to the time when they came out of the secret realm, it does not fully represent the strength, so occasionally there are some winners with a large ranking gap and a lower ranking, but the number is not as many as the top ones.

Chen Qian sat in the stands without saying a word, watching the last few games.

The more you get to the end, the less beautiful it is. The disparity in strength is too great, and it is basically lost in a set of seconds, and there is no chance to get a glimpse of its body.

Seeing that the girl in red with the same name as him kicked her opponent off the stage very rudely, Chen Qian sensed something, and suddenly looked at a man wearing a silver-rimmed black-bottomed robe sitting not far from him.

The man was frowning and looking at the girl on the stage, as if he was thinking about something, but when the minister's eyes were withdrawn, the man turned his head to look at him.

Red eyes.

Yu Guang only caught a glimpse of this, and didn't see his appearance clearly, Chen Qian faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't describe it. Fortunately, the man's gaze didn't stay on him for too long, just a shallow glance, and then turned back to the beautiful girl who was hugging her chest and waiting for the result on the stand.

The next game was Tan Li's, and it took him less than half a minute to knock the opponent down and kick him off the stage after the girl got off the court.

It is really not interesting to watch this kind of crushing game, but the minister saw that the man was very interested in the expression, which was aimed at Tan Li on the stage.

…… Weirdo one.

Thinking so, he knew it would be his turn next, so he stepped out of the stands and walked over to the ring. It's just that when he passed by the strange man, Leng Buding heard him say, "You don't cultivate." ”

The sound was beautiful, like the first handful of snow water melting in early spring, and the clear morning dew dripping from the petals.

Unprovoked makes people feel very close.

Chen Qian's footsteps paused, did not react, and continued to walk towards the platform.

When he walked away, the newly appointed Sect Master was still staring at his back, as if he could see a flower like that.

After a long time, he stroked the beautiful bird feather in his palm and sighed softly.

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