Only 200 people can live!

Hearing this, everyone looked shocked, and they all gasped fiercely.

Now, there are more than 3,000 martial cultivators who have stepped on the martial arts stage, but in the end, only 200 people can be left!

In other words, less than one percent of martial arts cultivators can succeed, and the remaining more than ninety percent of martial arts cultivators will die on the martial arts stage!!

This assessment is so cruel, this is clearly making them kill each other on the stage!

"Only two hundred!"

Rao Yi Tang Chen's strong heart also felt shudder and creepy in an instant!

"Tang Chen, if you really can't do it, you don't have to worry about me!"

Zhan Mo swallowed his saliva, looked at Tang Chen and said, he didn't want Tang Chen to be injured and die for him.

"What nonsense, get close to me, don't be too far away!" Tang Chen glared at Zhan Mo and said.

Zhan Mo is his brother, the only brother he is at the moment, and he must do his best to protect it, this is the norm as a brother.

In the face of Zhan Mo's life, becoming a disciple of the Five Great Sects is already insignificant!

"Ahh

Suddenly, a scream rang out on the stage.

Tang Chen followed the sound and saw a young man fall straight down.

What is shocking is that in the seat of his chest, there is a sharp short knife.

"Hmph, I dare to stage a martial arts platform with this bit of strength, I really don't know whether I live or die, it's ridiculous!"

A young man in a green robe glanced at the corpse with disdain, and then quickly pulled out the short knife.

"Zhan Mo, be careful!" Tang Chen's face was slightly cold, vigilant around him, and reminded carefully.

"Got it, be careful!"

Zhan Mo's face was solemn, he glanced around, ready to do it at any time.

At this time, on the martial arts stage, the number of martial arts cultivators was as high as 3,000.

And all of them were above the seventh level of the Qi Sea, and even Tang Chen had discovered several martial cultivators of the Earth Yuan Realm!

If it was a solo battle, Tang Chen was naturally not afraid.

But if he is attacked by many people at the same time, Rao has the possibility of death with his strength.

More importantly, he has to keep an eye on Zhan Mo.

After all, with Zhan Mo's bottom strength, it is impossible for him to survive this assessment alone, and he must help.

Boom Boom!

Slowly, on the stage, the sound of bombing broke out, and battles spread all over the place.

Half an hour later, nearly three thousand martial cultivators had already killed and injured most of them, and only about a thousand people remained.

"Be careful!"

Tang Chen's figure flashed, and then he swung out the Black Xuan Sword, directly cutting the martial cultivator who wanted to sneak attack Zhan Mo into two.

"Tang Chen, it seems that I still have a burden on you, if you continue like this, you will be in danger when the horror comes, so I still won't participate!"

Zhan Mo looked at Tang Chen and said worriedly, he didn't want Tang Chen to put himself in danger in order to save him continuously.

This makes Zhan Mo unacceptable!

"Don't say it, with me Tang Chen here, I can naturally protect your safety, believe me!" Tang Chen said firmly.

With his current strength, as long as the martial cultivators of the Earth Yuan Realm didn't provoke him, he would be able to protect Zhan Mo's safety.

"Hmph, you dare to be distracted, it's really looking for death!"

On the stage, a martial cultivator saw Tang Chen standing in place, and immediately sneered and raised his big knife, swept towards Tang Chen, and slashed hard.

"Tang Chen, be careful!"

Seeing someone attacking Tang Chen, Zhan Mo immediately reminded.

"It's okay, it's just a little stray hair!"

As he spoke, Tang Chen instantly turned around and directly stabbed out a sword ray.

The sword was cold, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of the man, cutting it in two.

"Ahh

At this time, on the edge of the martial arts stage, a miserable scream suddenly sounded.

I saw that a young man in white was hit by a white light, and then instantly turned into a bloody water.

"Those who step on the martial arts stage are either dead or alive, there is no way out, if there is still someone who wants to jump off the martial arts stage, this person is his end!"

Under the stage, Manager Fu had a calm face and said extremely indifferently.

Those who step on the stage of performing martial arts will either die or live! There is no way back!

Hearing this, Zhan Mo frowned, and his face turned black in an instant.

He originally wanted to take the initiative to jump off the martial arts platform and give up this assessment so that Tang Chen could fight with peace of mind.

However, Steward Fu's words are undoubtedly like a thick wall, blocking his last retreat!

"As long as I don't die, no one can kill you!"

Tang Chen patted Zhan Mo's shoulder and said firmly.

Slowly, the smell of blood on the stage became stronger and stronger, and there were more and more corpses, and there were less than 600 people left.

There is no doubt that these six hundred people are all martial cultivators of the Qi Sea Nine Folds and above.

"Hahaha, big brother, there's another fish that slipped through the net here!"

Suddenly, a young man in purple said to a young man beside him.

Hearing this, the young man's eyes were cold, and he immediately swept towards Zhan Mo.

When he saw that Zhan Mo's cultivation was only seven qi seas, the corners of this young man's mouth suddenly lifted slightly, revealing a playful smile.

"Hehe, boy, you are really fateful, only with the cultivation of the seven layers of qi and sea, you can live until now, but it's a pity that you ran into me, so obediently give Lao Tzu death!"

The young man glanced at Zhan Mo playfully and touched the back of the knife.

"Hahaha, with this little strength, you also want to fish in troubled waters? It's ridiculous, big brother, kill him. ”

The young man looked at Zhan Mo, and he was also joking.

"Boy, kill yourself!"

The young man's face was indifferent and he said casually.

Feeling the cultivation of the two people in front of him, Zhan Mo knew that he was not an opponent, but there was no fear in his heart.

"If you want to kill me, you will pay the price!"

Zhan Mo said coldly, and directly pulled out his sword.

"Hehe, big brother, leave this person to me, you go and deal with others!"

The young man narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent spread.

"Speed up and finish him!"

As soon as the young man said that, his figure flashed, as fast as a cheetah, like a prey, and pounced on the other martial cultivators on the stage.

"Remember, the person who killed you is called Nie Heng, don't be so stupid in the next life!"

Nie Heng smiled disdainfully, then dodged and rushed forward, slashing towards Zhan Mo with a knife.

"It's not that easy to kill me. ”

With that, Zhan Mo's face was solemn, and he swung a sword at the slashing broadsword.

Rumble!

The next moment, the sword was shattered by the big sword, and Yu Wei immediately hit Zhan Mo's body.

Rub and go!

Zhan Mo was continuously regressed by the impact of this aftermath, gently clutching his chest, his face was ugly.

With his cultivation, he is not the opponent of the person in front of him at all, if he continues to fight, he is very likely to die!

"No, this time you have to rely on yourself, you can't become Tang Chen's burden again!"

Zhan Mo muttered with a resolute face, glanced at Tang Chen's back, and a sense of battle rose in his heart.

"Martial Soul Present!"

Disheveled!

Suddenly, above Zhan Mo's hands, a scorching flame rose.

(End of chapter)