"What does this kid want to do now when he enters the martial arts arena? He doesn't want to go to a higher level martial arts arena, does he? A monk in the middle of the Heavenly Immortal period said with a smile.

When he said this, he felt a little incredible. It was because of this that he shook his head in amusement.

The current martial arts arena is also not quiet.

The two fighting monks were fighting in full swing, and many people were already watching. After all, watching the other party fight, maybe you can bring a little bit of insight to yourself, and even if you can't bring insight, you can remember the opponent's moves by observing the battle between the strong.

In the event of a future conflict between the two sides, they may be able to save themselves at a critical moment if they remember this little bit of knowledge.

The growth of a monk is not only in cultivation, but also in actual combat.

There must be no gap in each aspect, otherwise it will be directly swallowed by this man-eating fairy world.

When you're lazy, your enemies are still working hard to cultivate. It's easy to close the gap between the two sides, and when you play in the future, that's when your fate falls.

It is precisely because of this that the cultivation of the black-clothed swordsman is called a hard work. Many times, Liu Shu was moved by his cultivation spirit, because this kid was like a machine that would not get tired, immersing himself in a state of cultivation all the time.

People have seven emotions and six desires.

In many cases, it is very normal for distractions to arise in the mind.

Even if it is a very powerful Da Luo Jin Immortal, they will sometimes go to the immortal realm to walk normally, disguising themselves as an ordinary person.

Because it releases your stress.

Chen Fan never seemed to feel tired, his life was all about getting stronger and cultivating.

The faith in his heart supported him and kept him moving forward.

Chen Fan also told himself in his heart that he would not be able to stop on the path of cultivation no matter what.

Looking at the martial arts arena in front of him, the two figures beaten together, his gaze did not fluctuate at all. Both of them were monks in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and although the realms of these two guys were higher than him, he didn't have any fear in his eyes.

The monk on the left holds a pair of fist gauntlets, a weapon that is quite rare.

The one on the right is holding a pair of large axes, one of which is dancing vigorously in his hands. When the others saw this scene, they all felt a little frightened.

Just watching the battle between the two sides for a few rounds, Chen Fan felt that the one with the big axe would definitely win.

Even if the monk with the fist gloves fell into the upper hand at the moment, he still felt that the big axe monk would definitely give the opponent a fatal blow at the critical moment.

"Boom!"

The silver-white fist gloves struck the opponent's axe, and the sound that came made many people's ears boom. The strength of the two of them is quite good, especially in the realm of the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortals, they can be regarded as the leaders in the same realm.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a high-quality fight, and the strength of these two guys is pretty good, and I think the kid with the gloves is going to win. A monk with a black sword on his back smiled coldly.

When the others saw the black sword, their eyes flashed with fear.

This person is quite evil, and he doesn't pay attention to any reason. As long as he is given any chance, the sword in his hand will be unleashed like a madman.

And this guy shot quite crazy. Nine times out of ten, those who oppose him will not end well.

Chen Fan saw the man with the black long sword on his back, and looked at him at this moment, the smile in the other party's eyes was very unkind, obviously he wanted to come to trouble him.

"Why is that guy looking at me like that? I had any conflicts with them before. Chen Fan's eyebrows jumped easily. The other party's aura was obviously too much behind these people, and it seemed that he had come to the realm of the late stage of the Heavenly Immortals.

If this person does come to trouble him, he will indeed be a difficult enemy to deal with.

After all, the other party's realm has been completely ahead of him by a big realm, even if he sees a very profound understanding, he will not be able to defeat the other party.

In the face of absolute strength, perception seems to be a little redundant.

Willow sensed the monk with the black sword on his back, and he said in the mind of the black-clothed swordsman at this moment.

"I've long found out that this kid is paying attention to you, and when you use the sword technique in your hand, the gaze in his eyes is like he has discovered some peerless treasure. I guess he knows that your kendo realm is very profound, so he really wants to learn from you. ”

Chen Fan shook his head helplessly after hearing Liu Shu's words, this kind of sword maniac was the one he was most afraid of in sword cultivation.

This kind of person can do anything in order to see it, as long as his kendo improves, it is very likely that he will find the opponent to attack with a dead face.

Chen Fan is willing to have too much involvement with this person, once the other party is crazy to find himself to make a move, then it will be very difficult for him to stay.

The two on the field are fighting fiercely.

The iron fist in the hand of the monk with the silver-white fist kept swinging out, slashing at the monk with the long axe and slashing his head and face.

The other party is like a rat crossing the street, constantly evading, as if he is not the opponent of the fist monk.

"I told you, the boy with the axe can't do it, he'll be defeated soon. Black Sword had a confident smile on his face.

Another fierce punch!

The silver-white fist gloves had a thousand forces on them, and they hit the big axe directly, and the monk holding the long axe couldn't help but tremble with both hands.

That guy's brute strength was indeed very large, and after the strong physical strength was applied to the long axe in his hand, he found it very difficult to hold his weapon.

"You can't just fall here. ”

The monk with the long axe, with stubborn faith in his heart, constantly resisted.

The other party's fist still fell like a torrential rain, not giving him any respite at all, and he could only use the long axe in his hand to constantly resist.

The monk with the axe had a gleam of excitement in his eyes.

He wanted to forge a path of his own, and he couldn't die at the hands of his enemies right now.

Another punch was thrown, and the opponent swung a considerable amplitude.

"Give me death!"

The monk with the axe had endured long enough.

A backhand axe slashed out, and the thick axe directly slashed through the opponent's neck, and a bloody human head rose to the sky!