The first level, for the first thousand disciples in the inner gate, is not very difficult, as long as it is not too bad luck, there is no problem at all to pass.

Ring No. 15, that is, the ring where Zhu Hongxue is located, the strongest disciple is Gu Feiyang, who is ranked forty-third, dancing in the air with his palms in the air, and the waves of air are endlessly swept away, and all the disciples who are affected are all thrown away fiercely.

Zhu Hongxue deliberately avoided Gu Feiyang's attack, just stood aside to defend, although her strength has improved greatly, but compared with Gu Feiyang, there is still a big gap, and she will definitely lose if she fights hard.

More than a dozen breaths passed, and there were only sixteen disciples left in the No. 15 ring, and the strength of each of them was not weak, and when the air surged, Gu Feiyang swept in one step, galloping in the direction of Zhu Hongxue.

"Let's go down!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Gu Feiyang's eyes, the palm print was waved, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the air, terrifying and abnormal, as if a beast had awakened.

Attacking Zhu Hongxue was not because he did it deliberately, but because Zhu Hongxue was the closest to him.

"Oops!"

Zhu Hongxue said secretly, what she was most worried about had happened, but it was not so easy for Gu Feiyang to defeat her.

Stepping on the ground fiercely, Zhu Hongxue's body instantly turned into a shocking light and swept towards the disciple next to him, the long knife in his hand instantly slashed out several times, and countless blades bloomed in the air, like an extreme ray of light flying around, looking at it out of thin air, he actually felt a trace of horror.

Puff .....

Two blood splashes, and before the two disciples on the stage could react, they had already been hit under the ring by Zhu Hongxue's sword, and at this time, Gu Fei flew in front of Zhu Hongxue, slapped it fiercely, and suddenly the thunder was shocked, and the thunder and lightning element in the air actually had a tendency to converge.

As a last resort, Zhu Hongxue only waved the knife hard, and a sharp knife light burst out from her knife, and there was a burst of sound in the friction air.

Rumble!

Click!

Gu Feiyang's right hand grabbed fiercely, Zhu Hongxue's sword instantly shattered from the middle, turning into countless fragments and flying around, and then, Gu Feiyang swung out his left palm again, the strong wind flew, his white robe hunted in the air, his hair fluttered, and his eyes burst with thunder.

Burst!

Zhu Hongxue was injured in an instant, however, she was wearing ground-level defensive armor, and her injury was not serious, with the help of the power of the shock, her figure instantly retreated sharply and disappeared from Gu Feiyang's sight.

The number of disciples in the ring continued to decrease, and in a blink of an eye, there were only three people left, Gu Feiyang, Zhu Hongxue, and Zhang Zhihe, who was ranked more than 340, Zhu Hongxue breathed a sigh of relief.

"The first round is over!"

When there were only three people left in the hundred rings, the Great Elder took a step forward, and the vast aura instantly enveloped all, and the birds in the field were silent, just a glance at the Great Elder. It's all like they're under a lot of pressure.

"Now the disciples from the one hundred and one to the second hundredth groups are in the ring for a big competition!"

The Great Elder's words sounded slowly, although they were not big, but with the blessing of spiritual power, they could clearly reach the ears of every disciple present.

Streamers flew by, Chu Ming returned to his seat, and looked at Zhu Hongxue, but found that her face was pale, and the spiritual power in her body was also a little disordered, and the injury was obviously not light.

"Are you alright?"

Chu Ming asked with concern.

"It's fine."

Zhu Hongxue shook her head, took out the healing pill from the storage ring and began to recover her injuries, Chu Ming nodded slightly, and his eyes swept towards the hundred rings.

In the hundred rings, he saw Qi Long, Su Xin, Han Zhen, Ye Chen and others, all of them were magnificent, and the momentum on their bodies was amazing, and even countless waves of spiritual power were revealed in the air.

"Dabi begins!"

The Great Elder took a step forward and said lightly.

Rumble!

As soon as his words fell, countless dazzling martial arts continued to bloom in the air, like bright fireworks, and the air changed color to the rendering.

"Let's all go down! Hahaha! ”

Han Zhen was burly, and there were countless waves of blood rolling on his body, only to see him smile wildly, and with a wave of his palm, countless heaven and earth spirits gathered together, forming a giant palm print, slapping towards the surroundings, and the spiritual power in the ring began to boil in an instant.

Puff puff......

Han Zhen is nicknamed Blood Maniac, this name is not for nothing, he is not only super strong, but also powerful, a casual blow, it is not something that these ordinary disciples can resist, he attacks ordinary disciples, it is like a wolf into a flock.

Chu Ming shook his head, his eyes looked at Qi Long, Qi Long was also a swordsman, I saw that with a slight wave of his sword, the heavens and the earth were dark, as if there was no light, this kind of darkness was not substantial, but shrouded in people's minds.

With a sword, there is no light in the heavens and the earth, and the heavens and the earth are destroyed!

"Dark Sword Intent?"

Chu Ming's eyes froze, Qi Long was born with a sword body, and he had already comprehended three kinds of sword intent, comprehending the dark sword intent did not make Chu Ming feel novel, but he didn't know what his remaining two sword intents were.

Su Xin lived up to the name of swimming in the wind, his body speed was extremely fast, ordinary disciples could not see the figure at all, just feeling that it was like a wisp of wind blowing, he was knocked out of the ring, and in Chu Ming's eyes, he could barely look at Su Xin's figure.

As for Ye Chen, who turned over the sea, it was even more amazing, his expression was cold, with a wave of his palm, it was like the sea capsizing, giving people an unbeatable feeling, just the momentum, it was the chest squeezed by the disciples around him and vomiting blood, and the appearance was extremely miserable.

On the elder's seat, a gray-clothed elder gently stroked his beard, and said to Li Daoyuan next to him with a smile: "Ye Chen's sea-turning palm has been cultivated to the point of supernatural perfection, it seems that this time the ranking can advance a few places!" ”

Li Daoyuan is Ye Chen's master, although he does not have any real power in the Tianxing Sect, no one dares to underestimate him, and he is a typical ascetic.

Hearing this, Li Daoyuan's heart was naturally happy, the stronger Ye Chen's strength was. The more light on his face, the more he prevaricated: "Where Brother Jiang said, Ye Chen is still far behind." ”

Jiang Shang is his friend and the inner sect elder of the Tianxing Sect.

The Tianxing Sect is terrifying, there are more than 3,000 people in the Guiyuan Realm alone, this is still on the bright side, in the dark, I don't know how many strong people are in penance and retreat, and the Tianxing Sect will not appear until the moment of life and death.

Boom Boom!

The roar was like thunder, and in just a few breaths, more than half of the disciples in each ring were missing, and the rest were gritting their teeth to resist.