The so-called brawl ranking is that the fifteen people who win fight together, and the first one to go out is the fifteen, and so on, the game ends when the last person is left, and the remaining one is the first place in the Zhongwu Lin League. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiaochen's idea is very simple, he doesn't care if it disturbs the order of the world, let alone the result, and even he is not for the prize of winning, at the moment he just wants to improve his combat skills by fighting with the masters of martial arts in the world.

The number of spectators who arrived today was larger, but unlike in the past, barricades were set up around the arena and guarded by royal soldiers, after all, these masters made a move, and if they were not careful, they would be fatal to ordinary people.

The participants all looked at Xiaochen who was standing on the field and looking around, they were a little hard to believe, the person who defeated Yu Hua in one move was so young, they asked themselves if they had this ability, Ximen Wangyue, who was supervising the battle in the audience and was one of the referees, also looked at Xiaochen with interest, if Ximen Xiaoxiao was present, he would definitely be able to recognize Xiaochen.

A big man with a ** upper body struck the gong vigorously, indicating the official start of the game, fifteen people stood on the empty field, no one moved first, it was a matter of ranking, and they did not dare to act rashly.

Of course, many of them are also negotiated, teaming up to kick a group of people off the field first, and then compete fairly, which is a very beneficial means for the people who join forces, and this means, even if the referee knows, he can't say anything, Xiaochen participated in the battle alone, and he had already fallen into passivity from the beginning, but he didn't take it to heart at all, he originally planned to do so, one person, and the other fourteen people at the same time.

The contestants, some with gloves, some with spears, some with swords, and some with hidden weapons, all of them are allowed by the rules, Xiaochen also carries an ordinary iron sword in his hand, which he went to the blacksmith shop to "borrow", he wants to try how his mortal sword compares with mortal swordsmanship.

Seeing that no one spoke or moved for a long time, Xiaochen took a few steps with his sword, raised his sword and pointed at the people present one by one, and said loudly: "Come together." ”

Even if they were all grandmaster-level figures present and had extremely high cultivation, Xiaochen still made them angry when he said such provocative words in front of so many people.

"Don't be ashamed to say it, you will end him first." An old man armed with a steel knife was furious, and as he spoke, spit flew everywhere.

After the old man finished speaking, the others also acquiesced to his statement and pressed towards Xiaochen together.

Xiaochen smiled mockingly and said, "Look at your faces now!" For the sake of a mere ranking, think about what has been lost. After Xiaochen finished speaking, he held a sword in one hand and faced the fourteen people.

It is true that these people are grandmasters, but they have been under the fame for too long, and they have slowly, there is an obsession, a kind of attachment to false fame, with this obsession, how can kung fu progress? This is also a kind of calamity, a kind of mental calamity.

Naturally, everyone will not take what Xiaochen said to heart, they don't know what the heart tribulation is, and they don't feel that there is anything wrong with valuing their own name, they have not practiced, reached their current status, and with today's fame, they no longer think about the rest of the road, and naturally they will not really see the calamity in their hearts.

Xiaochen moved, waved the iron sword with one hand, and cast the triple sword of the mortal sword - the sword crossed the heavenly river. Xiaochen did not mobilize the true yuan, and used the power of the flesh alone to perform swordsmanship.

Greeted by a big man with a gun, he held the gun with both hands and carried Xiaochen's sword.

Xiaochen has the ability to use an ordinary iron sword, and there is no internal force or true yuan support, and since the other party is good at using it, it is a weapon used for competition, it must not be an ordinary product, the two collided, and the result was no accident, the iron sword in Xiaochen's hand was broken, and the big man had a happy look on his face, and he wanted to fight back.

Xiaochen didn't have any expression on his face, he dropped the hilt of the sword in his hand, stretched out his index and middle fingers, clamped a piece of broken sword blade, and pointed at the big man.

The big man was in danger, a big gun danced like a wheel, and the defense was tight, but everything was just in vain, Xiaochen's sword finger had been poured into the true yuan, and it was accurately pointed on the big gun, and the dark dark iron gun instantly turned into powder, and Xiaochen's sword finger was unabated and pointed directly at the throat of the big man.

The big man's face fused, but he didn't even have the heart to resist, the blow that shattered his weapon just now, he deeply understood what power is, he regretted that he only knew now, the bald young man in front of him wanted to kill himself, it was as easy as a snap, but what if he knew, everything, it was too late.

Xiaochen's sword finger only cut a layer of skin on the throat of the big man, and then turned to attack the other person, to say slowly, in fact, the big Han weapon was destroyed until the throat was hit, it only happened between half a breath, they didn't have time to react, and they didn't have the ability to react.

In the next less than three breaths, no matter how a martial arts master acts, he will not avoid the fate of weapons being destroyed and vital points being marked.

A total of fourteen people, standing in place, all their pride, ridiculous dignity, in an instant, were crushed by the young man in front of them, trampled under their feet, they wanted to cry, but they couldn't, they wanted to die, but at the moment when Xiaochen's sword finger touched the vital point, they were eager to live, they didn't have the courage to face it, let alone have the courage to die, at this time they were sad in their hearts, no one could understand it.

If they can get past this cut, they are already mortal geniuses, and there is still room for improvement.

In the mortal world, he used the mortal sword of Xuanqing Mountain and used the mortal sword to save a group of mortals.

Xiaochen interpreted his Tao and his thoughts with actions.

I want to become an immortal, but I can't sit back and watch others go to a dead end, even if they are mortals.

Seeing such a result, Huang Cheng was also a little interested, she wanted to see how much surprise Xiaochen could bring to herself and to this cultivation realm.

"You, out of the sword." Ignoring the fourteen people who were stunned behind him, Xiaochen walked straight to Ximen Wangyue and pointed at him with the broken sword he was holding in his fingertips.

When Xiaochen defeated the fourteen people, he saw the performance of Ximen Mochizuki, although his expression was solemn, but there was also a joy that could not be hidden, it was a strong feeling of wanting to become stronger, he still had a heart to move forward, and what he lacked was just an opportunity.

Xiaochen said this, Ximen Wangyue did not get angry, but hugged his fists, said a word of invitation, and then took the lead in attacking Xiaochen with his sword.

Shooting is a killer move, he didn't hide half of his strength, he knew that Xiaochen wanted to guide him, this was a great opportunity not to be missed.

"Look at my sword intent!" Xiaochen raised his hand a little, and the mortal triple that he had used just now was cast out again.

The sword light did not stab Ximen Wangyue, and disappeared in mid-air, Xiaochen did not stop too much after doing this, and turned around and walked towards Huang Cheng.

Ximen Wangyue's eyes lit up with confusion, and he gratefully bowed to Xiaochen with a fist.

"Eun Gong stays." Ximen Mochizuki strode behind Xiaochen and spoke.

"What else?" Xiaochen didn't turn around but stopped.

"I hope Engong will accept this thing." Simon Mochizuki bowed and handed out a booklet.

After Xiaochen took it, he saw that there was not a single word written on the yellow cover of the booklet, so he did not rush to open it, but looked at the west gate and looked at the moon.

"Engong will accept it, and he will naturally know it in the future." Ximen Mochizuki naturally saw that Xiaochen was puzzled, but he didn't explain either.

"You have used your tricks to the extreme, and if you understand the meaning, you will be able to go a thousand miles a day and say goodbye." Xiaochen didn't ask much, and walked quickly towards Huang Cheng.

He already knew why the mortal martial arts moves were so subtle but not as good as those of an ordinary Qi refining cultivator, in addition to the gap in strength, but also the gap in level, the peak of mortal strength that could be reached was not high. Even many people can achieve it, relying on it like this, being stronger than others, and they have begun to study the changes and connections between moves, and create some subtle moves, which can also defeat the enemy.

And the one does not pay attention to the moves, but comprehends the artistic conception in it, which is the gap in the level, which is probably one of the reasons why the man looks down on mortals.

Xiaochen's actions in Tang Han City lit a fire for the mortal grandmasters present, and opened a road, a road that could allow the world's martial artists to lead to a wider world.

In this Tang Han City, Xiaochen also determined his own way, firm direction, this time, the achievement of others, but also the fulfillment of himself, is of great significance.

ps: Two chapters in a row