There was a commotion in the crowd in the mortal group, and several ambitious men saw the slim girl walk out, and their eyes immediately showed a look of amazement. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A handsome man suddenly walked out of the team, looking at Ye Chengcheng with dull eyes, as if he was attracted by her beauty.

He raised his bony right hand, then bent his thumb and forefinger in his mouth and whistled loudly at her.

As soon as the voice came out, the surrounding mortals couldn't help but look at him, but the man's expression did not change, and he still looked at Ye Tingcheng with straight eyes, until Ye Tingcheng seemed to realize it and looked at him.

Ye Tingcheng's eyes moved slightly, and with a gesture of his hand, a steward immediately walked up to her, she whispered a few words, and the steward nodded again and again, and then came towards the man.

The steward glanced at the man coldly, but his voice was gentle, "You go down!" City Lord Ye said that you were eliminated. ”

The male cultivator couldn't bear the blow, his body shook, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, he fainted.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and suddenly a woman from a small family came out, ran to the man with an anxious face, and shouted, "Big brother, what's wrong with you?" Wake up! ”

At this time, a high-spirited person walked out of the team, and said impatiently to the female cultivator: "It's really embarrassing not to get him away." After speaking, he snorted coldly, and then took a big stride to keep up with the advancing team.

"Hey, I said that man would definitely be chosen as a spare tire." Lin Er said to the silent Lin Liu, as soon as his words were finished, the male cultivator fainted, which made Lin Liu smile unkindly.

The man winked at his sister in a place that no one else could see, signaling that he was okay, and then the woman walked out of the city lord's mansion with the pity or contempt of the crowd.

Soon, a black-clothed steward led the group of mortals to a square made of white jade, where there were many people from Cloud Twin City, their emotions were very excited, as if they were very happy to see Ye City Lord, and that kind of admiration and respect expression was overflowing.

At the same time, they do not forget their mission, cheering for their relatives or neighbors, and the sons of the candidates smile and nod at them when they hear their names, like the expressions of an official who is loved by the people.

The mortal group was in full swing, causing the crowd to cheer from time to time.

The Immortal Cultivation Group was led by the two stewards to a large Blackstone Square.

There were five high platforms that were quickly built, and the man with the sword on his back who was standing beside the Ye City Lord walked out, patted the storage bag, and several array flags flew quickly into the four corners of the competition platform, and a burst of spiritual light flashed on the table, bursting with a strong light, which made many monks with low cultivation exclaim, "Ah, my eyes."

Some monks let out a muffled snort, while others took a pill with neat movements.

Some monks complained boldly: "Ye City Lord's disciples are so unqualified, they don't care whether the low-level monks live or die."

As soon as the monk's words came out, the steward hurriedly raised his aura and said loudly to the low-level monks who were watching: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I hurt you by mistake, and the Lord of Ye City will definitely blame you, so the injured monks will have three lower spirit stones to take." ”

When the wounded monks heard that there was such a good thing, they got up with a hula and walked towards the steward.

Seeing this, Lin Ruoran was even more surprised in his heart, and raised his eyebrows silently at City Lord Ye's perverted behavior of cherishing feathers.

Among the monks who participated this time, there were different cultivators, including one monk in the Yuan Infant Period, ten monks in the Jindan Period, eighty-seven monks in the Foundation Building Period, and two hundred monks in the Qi Refining Period.

For the sake of fairness, monks of the same rank competed in the competition, and the competition of Qi refining period monks took only half a day to determine the winner and loser, and the first place was a child of a family surnamed Zhang. The monks in the foundation building period started the competition in the afternoon, Lin Wu fought against No. 44 in the first round, and No. 25 had a bye, it was an unusually tall male cultivator, giving Lin Ruoran a feeling very similar to Yao Ming, tall and strong.

Lin Wu's opponent was a male cultivator with a fan, and it was Li Anding, who had met in the Linglong Tower.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, the folding fan in his hand shook lightly, and put on a cool pose, which attracted the exclamations of the female cultivators who were watching below, and they were very powerful to be Li Anding's cheerleader, cheering and canvassing for him: No. 44 will win.

Lin Wu looked at Lin Anding's expression of victory, snorted coldly, and then flipped his hand, a superb spirit sword in his hand, and sent a sharp light at him and locked his throat.

Li Anding glanced at Lin Wu with a slight flash of his eyes, and unhurriedly took out a round shield, which emitted a powerful white light after injecting spiritual power, blocking Lin Wu's sharp sword.

The aura collided and sent out a burst of calcium carbide fire, and then Li Anding folded the fan in his hand, and a thick wind blade went towards the opponent's chest.

Lin Wu shouted with a serious face: "Okay", I saw that with a turn of his hand, the sword light turned into a protective body, and the dance was impermeable, and the wind was like blowing on a wall, and he returned with a feather.

Li Anding frowned when he saw this, expecting that competing with a sword cultivator would outweigh the gains, it was better to outwit him, he had just dodged Lin Wuyi's sword, his hand tapped the storage bag, and a formation disk appeared in front of him, and then he quickly played a trick and activated a second-level killing array.

Suddenly, there was a fog on the stage, and the man sitting on the top with a sword on his back glanced at Ye City Lord, and the other party gave him a warning look not to move, and the man lowered his eyes to cover his thoughts, and turned to look at the competition platform.

Lin Wu saw that Li Anding had set him a trap, and sneered: "You want to dissolve my sword power, foolish dream, today I will let you see the power of sword cultivation." ”

After finishing speaking, Lin Wu pinched his hands, and suddenly the magic sword emitted a burst of strong light, hitting the completed formation fiercely, and he was ready to crack this formation in a violent way.

"Boom, boom, boom".

Sitting under the stage, listening to its voice, you can know that someone is forcibly attacking the formation, some people pouting disdainfully, some have a clear expression, and some are waiting to see who will kill the deer.

Lin Ruoran saw that Lin Wu wanted to rush through the second-level formation in an indomitable form, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he asked Lin Erdao beside him: "Doesn't Lin Wu understand the formation at all?" ”

When Lin Er heard her words, he smiled and said, "Lin Wu, I hate the number of spells the most, the first is the formation, and the second is the number of divination." ”

Lin Ruoran nodded, looking at the other martial arts platform with a pair of bright eyes.

There was a male cultivator who was also holding a fan-shaped magic weapon and a physical cultivator with a strong physique who was competing, and every step that physical cultivation took, the competition platform trembled, as if his body was a large stone weighing thousands of catties, and the strange thing was that his speed was very fast, and he always avoided the attack of the magic cultivator dangerously and dangerously, wielding a big knife and slashing at him.