"Remember my name, Chu Liaoyuan!" The one-eyed soul cultivator lifted the soul element soldier at the peak of the Yuan rank in his hand, and while walking towards Zhao Fan, he dragged out a trace like a spark on the ground, and the sound of sizzling and pulling even the two soul cultivators on the battle platform next door made their scalps tingle when they heard it.

"That's the Soul Soldier?"

"It turned out to be the peak of the Yuan Rank, doesn't this mean that his power will reach the realm of the Quasi-Earth Rank?"

There were envious exclamations all around.

"Chu ...... Chu what? Zhao Fan seemed to be in a trance as if he was frightened, and he didn't hear it clearly, so he asked.

"Chu Liaoyuan!"

The one-eyed soul cultivator narrowed his eyes, which were twice as large as ordinary people, and looked at each other like ants.

Who knows, Zhao Fan asked in a daze: "Chu What Yuan?" ”

"Liaoyuan, Chu Liaoyuan!" The one-eyed soul cultivator was asked twice in a row, but he was not annoyed, but the smile on his face became stronger, and he felt that the five senses that the former had been frightened by himself had been hindered.

"What's Chu teasing?"

Zhao Fan scratched his ears and looked at the one-eyed soul cultivator.

"Chu Liaoyuan!"

The one-eyed soul cultivator accentuated his tone and emphasized the sentence, and his voice was also integrated with soul power, and even the soul cultivators who were two or three battle tables apart could hear it clearly.

"Oh." Zhao Fan looked stunned, "Wait, what's going on?" ”

At this moment, waves of laughter rang out in all directions, and they all guessed that this was the one who deliberately teased the one-eyed soul cultivator in the late stage of the Xuan Rank.

"Get out!"

The one-eyed soul cultivator felt a big loss of face, and he was completely impatient, and he couldn't wait to dismantle that mediocre-looking face!

Then, he lifted the soul element soldier with a faint flame beating, and when he raised his head, he rotated his wrist, causing it to rotate extremely fast, so fast that he couldn't see the trajectory clearly, like a circular fire-colored light curtain.

Zhao Fan's body was soft again, and he urged his soul power to cover his trembling hands, as if he wanted to defend.

However, the soul power barrier was as if it was being penetrated back and forth by ants.

Only when he is really nervous and scared will he be as flawed as he is......

"Vulnerable."

The pupils of the one-eyed soul cultivator condensed, and at this time, with his extremely fast rotating soul yuan soldier, he released an overwhelming flame, covering most of the range of the battle platform in an instant, wrapping himself and Zhao Fan in it.

That kind of flame is so fierce that it gives people the illusion that it can incinerate everything in the world.

The view of the auditorium and the nearby arena was blocked by the firelight, and no one could see clearly.

I have to say that the range-type means is gorgeous and very ornamental, so the movement here has attracted a lot of attention.

"In the late stage of the Xuan Rank, I'm afraid that there will be more evil and less auspicious."

"This soul flame, with the blessing of the soul elemental soldier, will turn to ashes after a maximum of ten breaths."

"If you want to survive, you have to admit defeat before then."

"That one-eyed method shouldn't be weak in the quasi-ground level."

The voices of discussion came and went.

And on the battle platform that burned with raging flames.

"That Zhao Fan's breath fluctuated, getting weaker and weaker, the ninth breath, I dissipated the flames, let him leave a breath, after all, it is a person from the Great Luo Ancient Sect, in case he dies on the stage, it will be troublesome." Although the one-eyed soul cultivator was in it, his soul flame was as comfortable as a comfort nest for him.

Not to mention, it really will!

Just as he was analyzing who might be the opponent in the third round, who would be among the two soul cultivators next door, suddenly, a pain in his foot, and a burning sensation came to his consciousness.

"Huh?"

Before the one-eyed soul cultivator could react, the burning sensation spread from his feet to his waist!!

He finally panicked, because what was burning on his body at this time was from his own soul flame......

As a soul cultivator at the peak of the Xuan Rank, fire control has reached the peak level, not to mention, this is still a flame of soul power transformation, and it is like one with it, how can it devour the master?

The one-eyed soul cultivator was anxious to control the soul flame, but he found that he was completely beyond his control, as if the child who had been raised since he was a child was not only disobedient, but also picked up a knife to cut himself!

"No way, this can't be!"

The eye of the one-eyed soul cultivator was panicked in the face of an unprecedented accident, and he didn't know what to do for a while!

And Zhao Fan's breath fluctuated, he couldn't perceive it, the strength of the soul flame, as time went by, the more fierce it became, and even his soul perception couldn't penetrate the fire curtain for half a minute......

"No!"

The one-eyed soul cultivator turned into a flame man, frantically struggling, and the soul armor that he had finally condensed was even more like a void, turning into ashes in an instant, and the reserve of soul power was also rapidly consumed, until it was emptied, it could not separate the soul flame burning on his body.

……

Outside the battle table.

Many eyes that were paying attention to this side looked at the figure that was constantly rolling and struggling in the flames but to no avail, and they all showed their natural eyes.

mistook the one-eyed soul cultivator who played with fire and self-immolation for Zhao Fan.

Eventually, the scale of the flame began to get smaller.

But what caught everyone off guard was that when everything on the battle platform was calm, the one-eyed soul cultivator with a soul element soldier comparable to a quasi-ground level was lying on the ground scorched, his limbs twitching from time to time, and black smoke rose from time to time in the seven orifices, dying!

And the cowardly and weak Xuanjie late stage, but sat on the ground intact, looking at the one-eyed soul cultivator inexplicably, and immediately, he stood up suddenly as if he had suddenly realized, and said in his throat: "Chu Liaoyuan, I remember your name, but Ling Tang didn't tell you, isn't it good to play with fire?" ”

After hearing this, the one-eyed soul cultivator who was a little delirious on the ground raised his hand and wanted to point at Zhao Fan, but he only lifted it halfway before he fell weakly, and then his head was tilted, and he passed out.

In the second round, Zhao Fan advanced, Chu Liaoyuan, defeated!

……

The pot exploded directly in the audience.

"Playing with fire?"

"This ...... This...... The first time I saw such a strange thing, it was menacing at the beginning, but as a result, instead of burning the opponent, I burned myself inside and out? ”

"Hahaha, the luck in the late stage of the Xuan Rank is too good, and in this way, I broke into the third round of the knockout round!"

"It turns out that it doesn't matter if you're weak, as long as your opponent gives you a chance, you can win all the way."

……

And on the nearby fighting platform, the soul cultivators who were fighting fiercely stopped in unison, looking at the one-eyed soul cultivators who were scorched and passed out directly, and they were all stupid!

"What's going on again?"

"Then in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, you won again?"

"Oh my God!"

"Something is wrong, how can the soul power turn into fire, how can it burn yourself? That kid is definitely eccentric, otherwise, once it's luck, and twice can it be luck? ”

……

At this time, Zhao Fan seemed to have palpitations, his eyes were always fixed on the one-eyed soul cultivator, and he said indifferently in his heart: "Playing with fire in front of me?" Even if I agree, the Divine Flame won't agree......"

In the second round, Zhao Fan didn't even use the entry-level spell, not even the entry-level spell, and he didn't exert any force at all.

Cangyu Divine Flame is a heavenly fire, the one-eyed soul cultivation talent is at the peak of the Xuan Rank, and the soul fire is as weak as a seedling of grass in front of the heavenly fire controlled by Zhao Fan, and the soul power flame released by it is directly shocked and surrendered, and it is enslaved, and the other party has no control, and it is all controlled by Zhao Fan's thoughts.

Two rounds in a row, easy and stress-free!

Zhao Fan was dumbfounded on the surface, but in fact, he smiled, in this way, in the minds of other soul cultivators, he did not win with real power, and he was still indescribably weak.

So, he wished it was going on like this.

But Zhao Fan just thought about it at most, after all, the further back he went, the stronger the opponent he encountered, and the whole thing was comparable to the power of the ground level, and at that time, it was the time to start exposing part of his strength.

It didn't take long.

The second round of knockout rounds is also over.

And the time that lasted reached five hundred breaths, after all, after the first round of elimination, the overall quality has risen to a level, and there are very few bastards like Zhao Fan who lie down and win, and they all have something real in their hands.

As a result, the situation of sweeping and crushing, except for those who came from the soul domain or had a big background, it was difficult to stage it again.

Then ushered in the time to recover and rest, still a stick of incense, nothing changed.

And with the deep soul cultivation, the advantages are revealed, there are abundant pills, there are high-rated exercises, and the injury is completely in time.

At least one-third of the soul cultivators had more or less residual injuries when a stick of incense was burned.

The next moment.

The battle platform shook again, and the two adjacent sides attracted each other and merged into one, becoming a larger battle platform.

The number of those who took part in the battle became more than 2,700.

It is worth mentioning that after the announcement of the start of this round, there were hundreds of soul cultivators who directly admitted defeat, the reason is that the second round of fighting was too ruthless, which was equivalent to killing 1,000 enemies and losing 900 self-damage.

And Zhao Fan's opponent is an elegant woman.

"Little brother."

The elegant woman threw a wink at Zhao Fan and laughed softly: "You just let the family go." ”

"Ahem......"

Zhao Fan coughed and said embarrassedly: "Little sister, I am only in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, how can I give in to you?" Moreover, even if you win, no one else will recognize it. ”

"However, the first two rounds of trying to do it to you lost inexplicably." The elegant woman twisted her waist and said, "I'm too timid to dare." ”

"Let's spend it like that." Zhao Fan shuddered, the other party's voice was too uncomfortable to listen to, making him get goosebumps all over his body......

"Hmph~~ It's really incomprehensible."

As soon as the elegant woman's voice fell, but there was no sign of moving, she stood on the ground two meters away from Zhao Fan, looking at the latter with affection, her eyes rippling in the autumn season.

Zhao Fan seemed to be incarnated as a straight man of steel, looking at each other directly, but his expression did not change and he was unmoved.

"Damn."

The elegant woman scolded in her heart: "My soul is charming, even if he is a quasi-earth-level soul Dao Tianjiao, he may be hit if he is not careful, but he, that kind of look, is like looking at a clown who is scratching his head and making a gesture?" ”

Time passes by minute by minute.

On the other battle tables, the winners and losers are gradually revealed.

At this moment, in the entire war zone, there are only twelve battle platforms left that have not yet finished the duel!

As a result, Zhao Fan and the elegant woman, neither of them had the intention of making the first move, so they looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes......

After a while, the whole audience, only this side of the battle table, is still continuing!

And Zhao Fan, and the elegant woman, because of this, became the focus of attention of the audience and the soul cultivators who successfully advanced to the fourth round, and the irascible monk couldn't help but scold directly: "Love at first sight? It's all waiting for you, if you don't want to fight, get out! ”