And without life and no regrets, his pupils shrank, and he asked solemnly:

"Refining Flow?"

"Yes!"

Zhao Xuan replied with a smile. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was no regret and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a deep voice:

"I can't imagine that your best skill is not flying swords or spells, but refining body flow, it seems that everyone underestimates you, just with this hand, you are qualified to become the senior brother of Penglai Immortal Sect, which has no water in the ranking of the heavenly list."

Speaking of this, he smiled again:

"However, it's rare to meet a body refining master like me, show your real skills, and let me see how powerful you are."

Zhao Xuan smiled and didn't say anything, but the spear in his right hand trembled, and several spears flew out and stabbed at the opposite side.

"Good time!"

Without regrets, he held the blood-colored ghost head knife with both hands and slashed down diagonally, and a blood-colored knife light flew out and slashed on the gun, making several banging sounds.

Unlike before, this time the knife light he slashed out was gaining momentum, the knife light was not as big as before, but it was much more condensed, and it was not shattered when it smashed on the gun, but instead chopped several guns one by one, bursting out several clouds of golden light.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan was expressionless, his toes flicked lightly, and he quickly flew forward dragging the sin, and when the blood-colored knife light was about to approach, he threw it, and the gun collided directly with the knife light, directly smashing it.

"Just what I want!"

Seeing this, he was not angry but happy, and he also rushed towards Zhao Xuan with a ghost-headed knife like an arrow off the string.

"Boom!"

The spear and the ghost-headed broadsword clashed together, and the powerful forces of both sides combined with the huge mana directly produced a violent explosion, and a wave of qi spread around with the two as the center, blowing the rubble below to fly.

Some flew into the pit not far away, and were immediately swept into the sky by the wind column gushing out from below, and were torn to pieces.

After a series of temptations, Zhao Xuan found that this guy's physique and strength were similar to him, and his combat experience was similar, the only difference was the gap between the weapons.

His sin is a merit treasure, although it is only a prototype now, but it is already a top-notch melee god soldier.

And although the blood-colored ghost-headed broadsword with no regrets is also a good melee weapon, it is still far from a divine weapon, and the increase in attack power is not sinful.

The direct consequence of this is that the two sides are fighting hard for half an hour, and the ghost-headed broadsword with no regrets is almost unbearable, and there are many gaps on it, which is a manifestation of lack of durability, and if it is destroyed for a period of time, it will break directly.

So when Zhao Xuan smashed it down with a shot, he retreated for the first time without regrets.

He withdrew more than a hundred meters away, looked at it in front of him with a big knife in his hand, looked at it with a painful face, and said fiercely:

"If you don't fight, you won't fight, the weapon is not as good as you, and if you fight, you will lose, I spent a lot of precious materials to build this weapon, and it will be troublesome if it explodes."

Zhao Xuan put away his sins and said with a smile:

"Then next time we wait until you find a good weapon, let's compete again?"

"No problem, add a friend first, and I'll look for you when I get a good weapon."

No life and no regrets can be regarded as free and easy, and he directly admits defeat. It is estimated that they don't know each other, and the two feel very compatible, so they immediately added friends.

When no regrets admit defeat, the number of eager players immediately decreases by half, leaving only some players who admit that they are not defeated without regrets and still have the desire to challenge and put into action.

For these Zhao Xuanquan to come down, that is, to prepare for his own heavenly list ranking, these challenges are indispensable.

However, unlike the lifeless and unrepentant melee combat, he is not polite to these players at all, and directly takes out his real skills and sacrifices the golden phoenix scissors that have not been used for a long time, regardless of the righteous path or the demon gate, even if it is Emei Kunlun players, they are treated the same way, and send them to see the king of Yama.

When he killed seven players who thought he was a master in a row, including three Heavenly Ranking masters, no one dared to challenge him, and the list of two who entered the palace in the Wind Pillar of the Pit was in hand.

It's not that he doesn't want to take a few more and let the remaining Penglai Immortal Sect disciples go in, but it's impossible, being able to take two is already the limit, and any more will cause a group attack, although he is not afraid, but the other fellow sects can't withstand the siege of these hundreds of masters, and it's useless for him to get the quota if he dies.

Besides, the people here are all well-known figures on the other side, and it is estimated that they will offend one-third of the forces on the other side if they want to kill them all, which is not in line with his interests, and there is no need.

Next, he took He Xi and the other three sect disciples to rest on the side, while watching the other players continue to compete for places, and observing the swordsmanship methods of other sect players.

Until, the pillar of wind in the pit on the side suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Xuan understood that the change of the day had begun, and told the four of them to stay well and not fight with others, he took off and flew towards the center of the pit.

Fortunately, there was no fluctuation in this pit after the wind pillar stopped, and it would not affect the flight, but there seemed to be a strange force that would affect the flight speed, and he estimated that it would slow down the flight speed by half.

If nothing else, this alone can prevent most players from entering the palace.

Flying in the void, below was a bottomless abyss, a thick layer of fog shrouded in it so that he couldn't see what was underneath, and besides, he didn't want to go down, God knows what was in such a deep place.

Nearly an hour later, he had flown halfway through the pit to the palace suspended in the void, and landed on the square.

This square is outside the palace, a square outside the palace gate, it seems to be a place for visitors to stay, there is no shelter on the edge, just take a light step, you will fall into the bottomless abyss below.

Standing on the square, looking at the gate of the palace that seemed to be made of gold, Zhao Xuan walked over lightly and was about to push the door to enter.

Suddenly, he heard a loud rumbling sound rising from under his feet, and he immediately realized that it was time, and began to jet wind pillars from the bottomless abyss below.

Wrong, it was no longer a pillar of wind, but in an instant, he saw countless columns of blue water rising from the sky around the palace into the sky, and soon there was no end in sight.

After waiting for almost ten minutes, the water column that rushed into the sky had not yet fallen, and Zhao Xuan originally wanted to see how high the water column was, but now it seems that he can't wait.

If he could break out of the Nine Heavens Gang clouds, it would take several hours to fall, and he didn't have time to wait here any longer.

The hand pressed against the palace gate, and the heavy golden gate creaked open slowly, revealing a long walkway inside. On both sides of the walkway, there are stone pillars carved with various patterns of strange beasts, and there is a fist-sized night pearl every ten meters on the top.

The floor is a tightly slapped stone floor, which is covered with various exotic animal patterns, and looks full of strange style.

At the end of the long hallway, there was a small hall, and in the center of the hall there was nothing but a white pillar of light.