As the two sides stood still on the stage, the Great Elder raised his hand and said, "Ready—"

Fang Nan summoned the main body, it was a four-winged clouded leopard, a divine beast, and the bloodlines of the elders and disciples of the Dark Sect were almost all divine beasts, and of course the Sect of Light was the same.

However, this person from the Sect of Light did not seem to summon the main body, but many strange shadows appeared around him, these shadows were black and white, suspended around him.

The moment his momentum rose, the Great Elder's face changed, I didn't expect this person to be deeply hidden, and he actually had the cultivation of the middle level of the Sage?!

Many viewers below were also equally surprised, this time there was such a dark horse in the Sect of Light, although he had become the commander of the light pole, but his absolute strength was the strongest among the contestants in this competition, and it was even more difficult to figure out who the champion would be in this time.

Glancing at his apprentice worriedly, the Great Elder dropped his hand, "The game begins!"

Fang Nan's body suddenly rushed out like an arrow from a string! The advantage of the leopard bloodline was speed, not to mention that his weapon was a pair of sharp claws, and he had to quickly close the distance.

On the other side, the player of the Sect of Light stood in place unhurriedly, but the black and white shadows around him changed, all of them turned into black shadows, and floated around.

The clouded leopard's figure crossed the entire ring to the top of him in the blink of an eye, and the claws grabbed it head!

His black-cloaked figure was still standing in place, without even raising his head, and he was also the only one in the Light Sect who never took off his cloak when he came to power, as if he didn't think it was necessary.

The claws clawed down, and the people under the claws drifted away like green smoke and pounced into the air?

In the next second, the figure of the black cloak was restored at the position of one of the black shadows, Fang Nan was taken aback, he didn't dare to slack off, he hurriedly turned his head and threw himself towards the black cloak again, but once again he only pounced on the black smoke.

The person from the Light Sect was floating around like a ghost, wherever there was a black shadow, he could suddenly appear, and Fang Nan could never touch him.

"Could this guy be a soul attribute?" Feng Xiyue wondered, "Necromancer?"

People with soul attributes are rare, at least for Feng Xiyue, a traverser, it is very new, the last time I saw the soul attribute was the puppet master of the Shadow Pavilion of the Water and Fire Continent, and the undead master has not seen it yet.

"The Necromancer, indeed. Bai Sheng narrowed his eyes, "and...... Not an ordinary necromancer yet. ”

As early as after seeing the fighting style of the person from the Sect of Light, the audience below was in an uproar, the undead master and the puppeteer master should not appear in the decent sect, after all, this is an evil profession, the representative of the Sect of Light in this competition is actually a necromancer?! This is simply smashing its own signboard, because the Sect of Light has always prided itself on the right path and light.

Xiao didn't care, anyway, now that the Sect of Light is dead in name, no matter what means are used, as long as it can win the championship, that's why he brought this trump card over, and it would be better if he could easily kill a few more decent elites.

The battle on the stage continued, and the man from the Sect of Light did not use any means of attack, but just blindly used the ghost shadow to dodge Fang Nan's attack. Fang Nan was a dual-attribute cultivator of metallic and wind attributes, but there was no better way to deal with this ethereal existence, so he could only hope that when the opponent's spiritual power was exhausted, he would be able to pounce.

However, as he pounced, Fang Nan gradually felt that something was wrong, his limbs began to become weak, and his vision was a little blurred...... Could it be that these black ghosts ...... Poisonous?!

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Nan quickly made a response, he immediately raised his spiritual power to try to dispel the toxins in his body, and at the same time withdrew and retreated, intending to get out of the range of the black ghost.

And at this moment, those black ghosts suddenly let out a strange laugh, "You can't run away......"

Fang Nan was startled, but it was too late to make a response, because at this moment, he felt that his limbs had completely disobeyed the call, and he couldn't even make a sound!

The black ghosts in front of them suddenly changed, all turned white, and they continued to laugh strangely, "Your soul, we will take it!"

Fang Nan was worthy of being a great disciple of the Dark Sect, and he did not panic at this time, but mustered all his spare strength, and ejected his body backwards, and he wanted to take the initiative to jump under the stage.

But those white ghosts obviously didn't intend to let him go, and suddenly condensed into a white scythe, like the scythe of death, and slashed towards Fang Nan's body in the air!

"Stop!" The Great Elder was shocked, it was clear that Fang Nan had already jumped out of the ring, and he didn't even plan to stop!

Moreover, the speed of that white scythe was extremely fast, and the last strike came first, and it instantly slashed through Fang Nan's body! The Great Elder didn't have time to rescue.

Fang Nan's body fell heavily under the ring, motionless.

And the scythe turned into dozens of ghosts again, returned to the ring, and became the black-cloaked player.

Everyone in the Dark Sect stood up in shock, and the Great Elder and Dugu Lengyue were the first to dodge over.

The Great Elder helped his disciple up, his hands trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "Nan'er......"

Although the scythe slashed through his body, it did not leave any scars, but Fang Nan was silent at the moment, his eyes were still wide open, but they had lost their brilliance, and his body began to turn black, as if there were signs of decay.

Dugu Lengyue looked at Fang Nan's appearance, turned around and stared coldly at the black cloak that was still on the stage and said, "You took his soul?!"

Wei flashed to the side of the black cloak and said lightly, "This is the way of fighting impermanence, is there any problem?"

The Great Elder roared angrily, "He's already conceded defeat!Why do you want to kill him?!"

"Admit defeat? Did any of you hear him?" "No, right?" he just jumped back, who knows if there is a follow-up move, is it wrong for impermanence to make up for the sake of insurance?"

Although the rest of the Dark Sect glared at him angrily, no one spoke out to refute it, because this really couldn't be refuted, and he was obviously taking advantage of the rules.

"It's okay, let's go and rest first. With a smug smile, he swaggered away with the black cloak Impermanence, clearly pleased with the outcome of the game.

The Great Elder of the Dark Sect fell to his knees in a daze, as if he had aged for dozens of years all of a sudden, most of the players sent by the Shadow Pavilion were recruited by them, except for those two Sage masters, the others were not very distressed when they died, but the Great Elder was different from him.

The closed disciple who had worked so hard to cultivate for many years died so miserably that he couldn't even leave his soul, but he couldn't take revenge, and he could only watch the murderer leave proudly, this feeling was ......

Dugu Lengyue sighed, "Let's bury him alive, and leave the other matters of the competition to the three elders in charge." ”

She patted the Great Elder's shoulder lightly, "I will seek justice for Fang Nan in the future, definitely." ”

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