The scorpion-tailed tiger, who had a playful expression just now, rarely showed a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

The "Qiang" sword was like lightning slashing towards the scorpion-tailed tiger of the high-level mutant beast.

The Scorpion-tailed Tiger was startled, and the scorpion-tailed scorpion tail also struck the knife like a black lightning bolt.

"Boom", Zhu Yuan, who was in the early stage of internal strength, was knocked away by the scorpion-tailed tiger.

Zhu Yuan, who was knocked away, stood up with difficulty, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and the strength in his body was even more surging, and the force actually drilled into Zhu Yuan's body like a trickle.

"Kill you!"

Zhu Yuan, who stood up, roared, ran with his feet open, jumped high, held the knife with both hands and slashed at the scorpion-tailed tiger, the knife did not arrive, the knife qi arrived first, the scorpion-tailed tiger's eyes rarely showed a dignified color, and after jumping to the side, the scorpion tail cut to Zhu Yuan's waist like a poisonous snake.

Zhu Yuan, who jumped in the air, was unpredictable, and the vertical knife cut horizontally, and with a "file", Zhu Yuan was knocked away again.

"Kill you!" The dead leaves flew, Zhu Yuan got up like a ghost, and kept chanting in his mouth.

At this time, Zhu Yuan was bleeding everywhere from head to toe.

Seeing Zhu Yuan standing up again, the scorpion-tailed tiger roared and prostrate himself, with a fierce light in his eyes.

The ghostly Zhu Yuan's momentum around his body became stronger and stronger, and the creeping scorpion-tailed tiger was the first to attack, bouncing up, grabbing Zhu Yuan with both claws.

Zhu Yuan was not moved at all, just like a scorpion-tailed tiger who didn't feel the attack, the knife in his hand was getting closer and closer, and the momentum on his body was getting stronger and stronger, bringing out a vortex of momentum.

When the scorpion-tailed tiger's claws were about to press on Zhu Yuan's shoulders, I saw Zhu Yuan, holding the knife with both hands, "poof", the long knife stabbed into the belly of the scorpion-tailed tiger, and cut the entire belly.

The scorpion-tailed tiger's claws put on Zhu Yuan's shoulders, and the sharp claws blurred the flesh and blood of Zhu Yuan's shoulders, and finally hung down weakly.

Zhu Yuan pushed the scorpion-tailed tiger away with difficulty, staggered back, and finally barely stood firm.

"I've avenged you." Zhu Yuan said in tears, picked up Ji Xiaoming's corpse, dragged the tail of the scorpion-tailed tiger, and walked out of Mangyuan.

……

Outside the plain, one of the waiting instructors said to another instructor with a cigarette in his mouth, "How about we make a bet to pass the time?" ”

The other instructor was also bored, and when he heard this, he became interested and said, "How to bet?" ”

"Bet that a few people will make it out of the wilderness alive in the end." The original instructor named Qin Yuan said.

"I'll bet on five." Another instructor, Wu Ge, didn't wait for Qin Yuan to continue speaking, and said directly.

"I ......" Qin Yuan was choked a lot, five is what he wants to say, because only five of them in this batch have produced internal strength to become martial artists.

"Hahaha......" Wu Ge laughed, and then the laughter came to an abrupt end.

I saw that in the Mangyuan, Zhu Yuan carried Ji Xiaoming's corpse on his back and dragged the scorpion-tailed tiger out of the Mangyuan.

"Whoever told you to come out, go back." Wu Ge said unhappily.

Before the one-month survival time of Mangyuan has arrived, some people come out in advance, but there are always a few people who are afraid of death every year, and it is like running out of Mangyuan before the time comes.

"Boom" Zhu Yuan didn't speak, his right arm was slightly forced, and he threw the scorpion-tailed tiger he was dragging down in front of the two instructors.

"Manticore!" The two instructors were shocked, "Where did it come from?" ”

"I killed it." Zhu Yuan said expressionlessly.

"You killed it?" The two instructors looked at Zhu Yuan, and saw that Zhu Yuan's whole body was covered with wounds, especially his shoulders, which were already bloody and blurry, but Zhu Yuan didn't snort.

The two instructors nodded slightly appreciatively, and the instructor Qin Yuan kindly reminded: "Don't lie, otherwise you will be disqualified." ”

Zhu Yuan had no expression or speak, took off the long knife at his waist with one hand, and the moment the long knife was removed, the vigorous strength in his body gushed out.

"The back of the internal strength." The two coaches were full of disbelief, he clearly remembered that there were only five martial artists in this batch of people who entered Mangyuan, and they were martial artists in the early stage of internal strength, how could there be a martial artist in the later stage in just ten days.

"What's your name?" Wu Ge asked, holding the weapon on his waist.

"Zhu Yuan, the fifth house of the third battalion." Zhu Yuan didn't seem to see Wu Ge's movements, and held Ji Xiaoming behind him in his arms expressionlessly and continued:

"Ji Xiaoming, the fifth house of the third battalion, my roommate, friend, he needs to be buried."

"It's not over trial time now." Wu Ge breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Zhu Yuan say this.

"Ji Xiaoming, the fifth house of the third battalion, needs to be buried." Zhu Yuan didn't seem to hear Wu Ge's words, hugged Ji Xiaoming, and walked towards Wu Ge.

"You ......" Wu Ge once again held the weapon on his waist, there was no precedent for the reserve assessment to pass in this way.

"He passed."

A voice sounded among the three of them, Wu Ge, who was about to draw his weapon, felt that his weapon was like steel poured, and Zhu Yuan, who was stepping forward, felt that there was a quagmire around him, and his fallen feet could not be pulled out.

The three of them looked at the old man standing in the middle.

The old man is not tall, with short hair, his face is angular but kind, and his eyes seem to be looking at Zhu Yuan with a smile, but the aura emanating from his body makes Zhu Yuan tremble, Zhu Yuan is completely convinced that if the other party wants to kill him, he only needs one move, no, no move.

"What kind of realm is this?" Zhu Yuan thought in shock.

Qin Yuan saluted respectfully, Zhu Yuan didn't know the old man in front of him, but Qin Yuan and Wu Ge knew, so he only listened to the affectionate salute respectfully: "Leader." ”

"I forgot to introduce myself," the middle-aged man said happily when he saw the appearance of the three of them, especially Zhu Yuan's guarded appearance: "My name is Meng Xuanlang, the third, that is, the current head of the Holy Order, so I said that you have passed the test, and it is easy to make it." ”

After Meng Xuanlang finished speaking, the momentum around his body disappeared, and the weight of ten thousand catties on Zhu Yuan's body also disappeared.

But Zhu Yuan didn't retract his steps, and he didn't flinch because of Meng Xuanlang's appearance, his eyes were still stubbornly looking at Meng Xuanlang.

"Okay, okay." Meng Xuanlang deliberately put his hand on his forehead and said, "You can bury him in the city, you can choose any place, but there is one condition, how about it, accept it?" ”

Zhu Yuan nodded without hesitation, and exchanged for the same price, which was in line with Zhu Yuan's long-standing cognition.

"I have a place here, I need you to touch a holy weapon, if you can be accepted by the holy weapon, you will ascend to the sky in one step and become a holy son, if you fail, you may die, of course, you may be polluted by the rules, and you will lose the possibility of becoming a warrior."

Meng Xuanlang said, it seems that this is a dangerous transaction. However, Qin Yuan and Wu Ge on the side were shocked.

The two of them were almost ready to pull Meng Xuanlang's ears to remind Meng Xuanlang, telling him how could this kind of thing be a deal? Touching the holy weapon, the Holy Son candidate This kind of opportunity was released, and a large number of people rushed up, you Meng Xuanlang actually said so terrifyingly.

Yes, there is a possibility of death if you fail, but there will not be one out of ten, and the one who appears choked to death because he was anxious to eat hot tofu.

As for the pollution of rules, is there any, how come I haven't heard of it, bullying us for being less knowledgeable?