As for the seal that the gatekeeper said, because the ruins of the magic pile can only be entered by players below the mortal realm, the gatekeeper sealed the second half of the ruins of the magic pile, leaving only the first half, the original intention was to slowly consume the number of stake people, but unexpectedly, the stake people not only did not decrease, but there were more and more people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past few years, the gatekeeper has been waiting for a candidate who can make the stake king ambushed, but tens of thousands of people have come and gone, and none of them can meet the requirements in his heart.

How does the gatekeeper scrutinize the player?

The first is to check whether the player has the 'proof of strength' obtained from the Novice Village.

There is also a check to see if every player who enters the secret realm is still calm when they exit the secret realm.

However, to the disappointment of the gatekeepers, none of the players carried the 'proof of strength', and none of them were not exhausted and crushed the teleportation charm, they were embarrassed, where was there a little calm, just with this embarrassed look, how to deal with the stake king?

But what the gatekeeper didn't know was that the players who went to the ruins of the magic pile were originally here to practice martial arts, and all they had to do was push themselves to the limit and not leave a little internal force in their bodies.

If they knew that this was the main condition for triggering the hidden mission, where would they do it?

The players behind Fang Fan gathered again, they also knew that Fang Fan had triggered the hidden task, when they listened to the gatekeeper say the conditions for triggering the task, their intestines were already repentant, even if they left a little strength, they would not be completely denied by the gatekeeper like this?

But they never knew that this wooden gatekeeper would actually issue a task, now that they think about it, there are only gatekeepers in the ruins of the magic pile in the twenty-six secret realms, which is a big suspicion, why didn't they think of talking to him?

It's not to blame them, it's really because the gatekeeper is too indifferent, no matter what you say to him, soft or hard, he never says a word, and the players have developed the habit of taking the teleportation charm and leaving, completely leaving the gatekeeper aside.

"Look at us, our strength is much stronger than him, choose us." The players squeezed Fang Fan away, and their faces were almost on the cold face of the gatekeeper.

At first, the gatekeeper still crossed his arms and ignored it, perhaps because of the passage of time, the expression on the gatekeeper's face became more and more impatient, and the hand holding the handle of the knife was bulging.

"A swarm of flies!"

The gatekeeper was furious, and in the blink of an eye, he finished drawing and closing the knife, and the voices of the players chattering in front of him suddenly stopped, and in an instant, blood rushed out of their necks.

Fang Fan's lips opened slightly, revealing a surprised expression, and quickly regained his composure, he didn't see the gatekeeper's movements clearly, but he didn't leak the slightest bit of Qi attack, Fang Fan probably guessed that the peak realm cultivation.

The players were stunned for a moment.

"! ****！！

The players scolded their mothers and rushed forward brandishing their weapons.

However, they soon retreated, and more than a dozen more players died at the hands of the gatekeepers.

"I can't do it......"

The players flinched back, their eyes glancing around, and finally their viper-like eyes stared at Fang Fan fiercely.

“****！！”

If you can't get a task, you can't cheapen others!

The chaotic attacks hit the body, verifying that Fang Fan's strength had arrived.

Reverse yin and yang!

Fang Fan immediately swung out his left palm, and the large purple vortex at the bottom of the bowl suddenly appeared in his palm, and the sword slashed at it, as if it had slashed into a viscous liquid, gradually losing its strength, and as soon as it struck, it was the strongest move of the "Silk Wrapping Palm".

"Drink!"

The players who were trapped in the weapon shouted in unison, and were about to change their moves, Fang Fan hurriedly led the sword in his palm to the side, his move was able to make such a contribution, thanks to the fact that these players were willing to shoot, even if they were a little more serious, he would be difficult to stop, and he couldn't give them a chance to make a move at the moment, if they were allowed to react, I was afraid that there would be no chance to turn over.

"Ah......h

Several players screamed in unison, their wrists twisted in a circle, and their weapons fell to the ground with a few thuds.

"Death!"

At this moment, a man with a gun squeezed through the crowd, holding the handle of the gun, and with a shake of the spear, he stabbed Fang Fan in the ribs.

"It's good to come!"

Fang Fan is not afraid of fighting alone now, and this is also a good opportunity for him to stand up.

Fang Fan didn't dodge or dodge, he directly chose to hit hard, and the green leaf sword came out of its sheath and suddenly went up.

While!

The sparks burst out, and the man with the gun thought that with his cultivation in the middle stage, he would be able to take down Fang Fan, but he didn't expect that Fang Fan's arm strength far exceeded him, and the spear was forcibly pushed away, almost getting out of his hand.

The corners of Fang Fan's mouth hooked slightly, the Qingye sword was tightly attached to the body of the gun, and his left foot was twisted on the ground, like a cannonball rushing out.

Crunch......

Accompanied by an unpleasant grinding sound, sparks sputtered everywhere along the way, and the Aoba sword aimed at the hand holding the gun.

The sword-wielding man naturally sensed Fang Fan's intentions, his lips were tightly closed, his feet were kicked on the ground, and he kept retreating wildly.

However, he felt that the spear in his hand was tight, and it was difficult to draw it back, just now he had been hurriedly dodging Fang Fan's attack, but he hadn't glanced in Fang Fan's direction, this was a taboo in fighting with people - his eyes could never leave the enemy!

At this time, Fang Fan was holding the body of the gun in his hand and smiling.

The man with the gun pulled his spear back again, but it didn't move.

Fang Fan shook his head with a smile, his five fingers suddenly tightened, and he snatched the spear from the man's hand.

Only then did the man with the gun see that there were purple swirls the size of fingernails on the five fingers of Fang Fan's left hand, which were like suckers, tightly adsorbing the spear in his hand, which was the second form of "Silk Palm" - the gangrene of the appendage.

"You've been defeated."

After Fang Fan finished speaking lightly, the spear was thrown out suddenly, and the spear immediately turned into a meteor and crashed into the man.

The man didn't panic, but laughed, he wasn't crazy, but he was laughing at Fang Fan for being too arrogant, he thought he had swallowed the bitter fruit of failure, but he didn't expect Fang Fan to do such a stupid thing, this was completely sending him a weapon.

The man folded his hands, took half a step back, and took the spear, which strangely did not have much force on it, and was far from worthy of its attack.

"Could it be that the attack just now was all opportunistic?"

The man said secretly in his heart, before he could relax down, Fang Fan had already killed.

Overcome the obstacles!

The cold light of the sword kept flashing, and the man barely took two moves at first, but after two moves, he couldn't catch the traces of the sword, and only saw the wounds on his body increasing.

Suddenly, the sword stopped.

The man was already a bloody man drenched through.

The sword slowly sank into its sheath, and with the last thud of the hilt on the sheath, the bloody man fell to the ground.

"Who else?!"

Fang Fan's sharp eyes swept towards the audience, and every time he came into contact with a player, the player lowered his head, not daring to look at Fang Fan.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, Fang Fan took a minute and a half, but everyone could see that Fang Fan had been holding a playful mentality.

If nothing else, with his last move, everyone present could not resist it.