"The sword is merciless!" Looking at the young man who was walking step by step, the crowd around them automatically gave way to a way, Fang Yan looked at this person, knowing that this person was the biggest opponent in this martial arts competition, the sword was ruthless, and he couldn't help but say.

"Fang Yan, his brute strength surpasses the power of a thousand dragons, and his attack power is much stronger than that of an ordinary Yin-Yang Realm monk, and his attack power reveals a kind of evil nature, which can ignore any defensive magic weapons and battle armor of the monk." Jian ruthlessly smiled at Fang Yan, and that bright smile was like a spring breeze.

"Hehe, you know my methods very well!" Fang Yan smiled undeniably when he heard this.

"At the peak of the middle stage of the Death Snatching Realm, my cultivation is still weaker, I hope you don't get eliminated too early, I really want to see if you are as powerful as rumored." Sword Ruthless said the same laugh when he heard this.

"Yes, we'll fight." The meaning of the sword ruthlessness is self-evident, it means that although Fang Yan is powerful, he is not qualified to fight him, Fang Yan is naturally not to be outdone, he smiled faintly, and as he spoke, a strong self-confidence spread from his body.

"I hope you don't let me down." The sword smiled mercilessly, and calmly departed amid the screams of a group of.

Fang Yan broke through, he is now a sixfold cultivator of the Killing Realm, he has experienced the broken desolate world, he thinks that this martial arts competition, he will definitely be able to easily win the championship of this martial arts competition, but he didn't expect that this sword is ruthless than he imagined, just now, he glanced at the other party, and felt that the other party's cultivation was as unfathomable as an ocean, this is definitely a strong opponent.

Now, Fang Yan also understood that the gap between a genius Yin-Yang Realm monk and an ordinary Yin-Yang Realm cultivator was extremely huge. For example, the sword in front of him was ruthless, although he was only a heavy in the early stage of the Yin and Yang Realm. However, the pressure he put on Fang Yan was no weaker than that of the mid-to-late stage cultivators in the Yin-Yang Realm.

"Fang Yan, you have to be careful. You are also a little famous in the Great Song Kingdom, and this sword has ruthlessly noticed you. Anything about your deeds, they will send someone to find out what weaknesses you have, and now they have mastered everything. And you don't know anything about them. This is your weakness, but don't worry, I will send someone to collect information about each of your opponents for you, so that you can know yourself and your opponent and win every battle. Song Ye, the fourteenth prince, couldn't help but smile when he saw that Jian Ruthless and the rest of the Wu family had left.

"Then there is His Highness Lao." Fang Yan arched at the fourteenth prince Song Ye.

In the next few competitions, Fang Yan watched the battle between Song Dao and Qianqian County Lord. They are not the young heroes of the Great Song Kingdom, and they are arrogant figures. Each has the strength to challenge beyond the level.

Participating in this martial arts competition, their age is not more than fifty years old, once every ten years, many Tianjiao have participated in two or three sessions, including some princes and nobles, powerful family valves, with the whole big family as the backing, they are much stronger than their peers. But. This Song Dao is only the ninefold peak of the Death Realm. And his opponent is the Yin and Yang Realm, and this Song Dao is also like Fang Yan, who can kill the enemy beyond the level. Although the battle was fierce, it was Song Dao who won in the end. In the Great Song Kingdom, it was the first time that Fang Yan had seen someone who could leapfrog the challenge in the Death Realm like him. And looking at this posture, Fang Yan knew that this Song Dao defeated his opponent. He didn't use all his strength, he should have a hole card that he didn't use.

"Your Highness, this first round of the knockout round will end in a while, and there is no meditation room for cultivation here, I want to take a moment to take a break. You're here to inform me when the draw is made to decide on the next round. Fang Yan said to Song Ye, the fourteenth prince.

"Yes, there is a quiet room here, I have already arranged it, and now I am waiting for your words." The fourteenth prince, Song Ye, couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

After seeing this competition, although many people have been eliminated, these people are very powerful. Fang Yan felt a great pressure from them, he had to hurry up and improve his cultivation, if he was a sevenfold cultivation in the late stage of the Killing Realm at the moment, he would have a great grasp of the ruthlessness of the sword.

In the quiet room left by the Fourteenth Emperor Song Ye, Fang Yan summoned the Heaven Shaking Beast Xiaohua and asked him to wait in the quiet room, while he went to the Fire Barbarian Immortal Mansion to cultivate.

One trillion two experience points, Fang Yan will take another day and a half, that is, forty or fifty days to reach, what he has to do now is to cultivate more and accumulate some more experience points.

An hour after Fang Yan entered the Fire Barbarian Immortal Mansion, the first round of eliminations of the nine rings in the Royal Martial Arts Arena had been completed, and this round of the competition was to directly eliminate half of the manpower, and the next step was the draw of lots. The draw of lots, the test is still a person's luck, draw a bye, there will be one less game, which invisibly increases the chance of winning out of thin air in the finals.

"Inform Fang Yan quickly, the draw is about to start. He hurried to the stage to prepare for the draw. Song Ye, the fourteenth prince, saw that the royal martial arts arena had launched a divine power plate, and immediately couldn't help but order his subordinates behind him.

"The second round of the competition is about to start, and now it's time to enter the lottery, I don't know how lucky my luck is in this round, and whether I can draw that lucky bye." After receiving the transmission from the fourteenth prince Song Ye, Fang Yan came out of the Huobarian Immortal Mansion and immediately couldn't help laughing.

After cultivating for an hour, Fang Yan stayed in the Fire Barbarian Immortal Mansion for more than two days, accumulating 140 billion experience points, and was one step closer to breaking through the Seventh Realm of Death. The Fire Barbarian Immortal Mansion is received space backpack, and the little flower is included in the pet pen system, and then he went out of this retreat and cultivation room.

"This magic power plate is a magic weapon refined by the powerhouse of the divine power realm, with this magic power disk, as long as you inject mana, urge the pointer on the magic power plate to let it rotate, there is a battle in the magic power plate, a total of twelve byes, as long as the pointer points to the bye, then congratulations, you follow the five into three, avoid a battle. If the pointer points to the word war, then you have only one way to fight. Seeing that all the successful ten and five players had arrived, the referee couldn't help but say loudly to the contestants on the stage.

"Now, there is the No. 1 ring, Qin Yue, Wu Li, Fang Yan, Jiang Zhe, and Tao Hui inject mana into the magic power plate to draw lots."

Hearing the referee call his name, Fang Yan jumped onto the central Yanwu Square.

"This is the Divine Power Plate, the magic weapon refined by the powerhouses of the Divine Power Realm, presumably with this treasure, no one will dare to cheat in this lottery." Looking at the supernatural disk that was dozens of zhang big and the pointer was unusually thick, Fang Yan muttered in his heart.

Qin Yue took the lead in injecting mana into the Divine Power Disk, the thick pointer rotated quickly on the Divine Power Disk, and when Qin Yue collected the mana, the pointer immediately stopped, and the thick pointer pointed to the battle grid. (To be continued......)