"Is anyone else participating?" Seeing that no one jumped into the ring again, the female cultivator holding Zhao Lili spoke to the ring and asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Palace Master Yao, judging by the situation, there should be no one participating, let's announce the start." An old man in a blue robe took over with some impatience.

"It turns out that she is Yao Ling, the palace master of Xianyin Palace, hum! Old witch, sooner or later, Lao Tzu will kill you. Dare to push Lili into the fire pit. Leng Jiuhan heard that the young woman who spoke was the palace master of the Xianyin Palace, and he thought viciously in his heart.

Yao Ling heard the impatient tone of the old man in the blue robe, and a helpless color flashed in her eyes, but that helpless color only disappeared in a flash, and she hid it well.

Then she turned to the old man in the blue robe who had just spoken, and bowed, and said, "Elder Zhuge don't be impatient, since this is the case, the game will start immediately." ”

After finishing speaking, Yao Ling then flew into the air with a spread of her figure, looking at the monks who came to compete in the ring below, and then her divine sense swept down overwhelmingly.

After meeting the people who came to power, there were no high-ranking monks hidden in them. She said slowly: "The competition starts now, in a team of two, regardless of life and death, the time is limited to one pillar of incense, if the time is up, the two do not win or lose, they will be out together." ”

"After the first round of competition, the winner is not allowed to rest, and goes directly to the second round, and so on, until the last winner appears. The victor is the husband of my Immortal Sound Palace Holy Maiden. ”

As Yao Ling's words fell, a high platform suddenly rose slowly in the northernmost part of the ring, which was not large, only a radius of dozens of meters. But it's also big enough for hundreds of people, and standing on the high platform, you can clearly see everything below the ring.

Seeing the formation of the high platform, Yao Ling's figure flashed, and she landed on the high platform, as soon as she landed on the high platform, she waved her hand, and Zhao Lili, who was still under the ring, flew to her side uncontrollably.

"If there is no hope of victory in the end, just admit defeat and don't lose your life in vain." A person who came with Yao Ling spoke to the young man he had brought over after the high platform was formed.

"Dad, don't worry, I won't do it, if I can't do it, I will admit defeat directly." Tang Lincheng heard this: solemnly agreed.

It turned out that the person who confessed to Tang Lincheng was none other than Tang Yunshi, the head of the Snow Mountain Sword Sect.

"So be it, I'm on the high platform." Seeing that Tang Lincheng agreed, Tang Yunshi said with relief.

Then he also flew up to the high platform, he liked this little son very much, not only was he young, but he had cultivated to the peak of the foundation building period before he was seventeen years old. And it is very stable, without the arrogance and impetuousness of young people at all.

"When you meet the people of the ten major sects, just defeat them, don't kill them, although my Tianmu Divine Sword Sect is super strong, but you can't make enemies everywhere. Of course, if they don't know what to do, you don't have to show mercy. As for the others, you don't need to care. The person who spoke was none other than Zhuge Ya, the Great Elder of the Tianmu Divine Sword Sect, who was speaking to his grandson Zhuge Qin at this time.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I know what to do." Zhuge Qin heard this: Said very respectfully.

With the people of the ten major sects who came with Yao Ling, they finally instructed the juniors who were brought by them to fly up to the high platform one after another. I saw the whole huge ring, and suddenly the light was shining.

As the ring shone brightly, one after another small rings appeared, and the speed was so fast that more than 1,500 appeared in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the small ring was formed, the monks who came to participate in the competition jumped one after another and flew up, and some of the monks who flew into the ring first had already begun to fight.

Seeing this situation, Leng Jiuhan suddenly realized in his heart, he was still thinking, how to compete with so many people, this will be his understanding.

Then he jumped and flew into a ring where there was already a monk.

As soon as Leng Jiuhan landed on the ring, he saw several rune seals coming towards him, and as soon as the rune seals arrived in front of him, they turned into green vines and wrapped around him. The monk who had gone into the ring first also raised his sword and slew at him.

Seeing this, Leng Jiuhan frowned, he didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, and he actually launched an attack as soon as he jumped into the ring. But at this time, he was not allowed to think too much, and as soon as his mind moved, a superb magic weapon flying sword appeared in his hand.

In fact, he really wanted to take out the inferior real weapon flying sword, but in order not to arouse the suspicion of others, he could only endure it. After all, a monk in the foundation building period, holding a low-grade real weapon, will be noticed by those who care no matter what.

And in this ring competition, in addition to not being able to use the inferior real weapon flying sword, he also decided that Tai Chi magic skills could not be used easily.

After all, the first batch of Wind Thunder Sect monks who chased him and Jing Feng at the beginning, but many of them escaped. And those who escaped can be said to have seen him and Jing Feng perform Tai Chi magic skills.

Although this is in the Wood Continent, no one has necessarily heard of the characteristics of Tai Chi Divine Skill described by those Wind Thunder Sect monks who escaped. And even if he heard of it, he wouldn't necessarily know it, but just in case, he decided that he wouldn't use Tai Chi Shengong until he had to.

But even so, he was confident and kept killing until he met Zhuge Qin. Because from the jade slips left to him by his master, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, the actual combat skills he comprehended were no worse than Tai Chi Divine Skills.

As soon as he got the flying sword of the best magic weapon in his hand, he quickly slashed at the vines that were winding around him, only to see that after a remnant of the sword shadow swept through the air, those vines had disappeared in front of his eyes. And at this time, the person who went to the ring first had already killed in front of him.

"Humph! It's up to you. Seeing that the person who went to the ring first had already killed in front of his eyes, Leng Jiuhan snorted coldly in his heart and said disdainfully.

Immediately, his feet suddenly exerted force, and on one side of his body, the whole person dodged the sword that fell on him at the same time, the superb flying sword in his hand was cut through the waist of the person who went to the ring first at an incredible angle.

"Ahh

The person who went to the ring first, after being cut in half, suddenly let out a terrible scream. It's just that he was cut in half, but he couldn't die for a while, so he could only lie in the ring, howling desperately and miserably.

Under the "Kui'er" ring, a middle-aged man suddenly let out a sad cry when he saw the person who was beheaded by Leng Jiuhan lying miserably on the ring.

Immediately afterwards, he stared at Leng Jiuhan in the ring again, and his eyes unabashedly shot a strong killing intent. If he hadn't taken care of the people on the high platform, he would have rushed to the ring to kill Leng Jiuhan at this time.

But now he could only watch from the audience, because he knew that if he dared to fly to the top of the platform, he would be killed immediately.

The killing intent of the middle-aged man, of course Leng Jiuhan could feel it, but he didn't care, he just turned his head slowly, and looked coldly at the monk who was lying in the ring and was beheaded by him.

Leng Jiuhan had no sympathy for this monk who was beheaded by him, because in his opinion, all the monks who came to participate in the competition deserved to die.

"Who is this person? Which sect is quite strong, but it is too ruthless, and it actually cut the opponent in half! ”

"Hey, hey, it's interesting, it's hard enough, I like it."

"It has to be so ruthless that it looks interesting."

After Leng Jiuhan cut his opponent in half with a sword, under the ring, there was a lot of discussion.

"Hehe, who is this son, his strength is still quite strong, does Elder Zhuge know which sect's disciple this is?" On the high platform, a ghostly old man, after Leng Jiuhan killed his opponent with a sword, asked Zhuge Ya next to him after smiling.

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