Chapter 117: Void Spirit Son
Quan Fengyin looked at Xiao Fan fiercely, wanting to kill him quickly, but unfortunately he couldn't kill it himself, so he could only rely on the Holy Land and the Dongyuan Dynasty.
"Xiao Fan, you can pray first if you can survive the first battle. Quan Feng Senran said.
Xiao Fan stared at Quan Feng, looking at his tone, it seemed that the Holy Land could manipulate the lottery, and even control who would fight with whom first, and he wanted to destroy himself in one battle.
"Then we'll see. Xiao Fan replied blandly.
Hahaha......
Kwon Feng raised his head and laughed and left, leaving a group of people glaring at their departing backs.
The villain gains power, and it is best to interpret the power seal, this guy relies on the Holy Land, it is estimated that he will be able to break the void this year, and when he reaches that level, it is an earth-shaking qualitative change, and Xiao Fan, who is at the level of the Quenching Realm, will never be able to kill him.
Time passed, the sun was shining, and the great elders of the major powerful sects appeared one after another, all of them were white-haired old men, and the realm of breaking the void abounded.
A large number of young men and beautiful girls appeared in the crowd, most of them were surrounded by masters, all of them were like rainbows, the general trend has been achieved, their realm is comparable to Liu Chenlong and others, but young, and most of the practitioners are not martial arts, but secret arts, manipulating all kinds of attribute elements, and can kill people in the air.
Those who can come out of this battle are the last elites.
On the other hand, in Great Xia, only Xiao Fan and Yanlan can really make a move, and the others have been eliminated in terms of age and can only participate in team battles.
"It's all up to the two of you, I have more than 3,000 medium-sized cities in Great Xia, which means that I have to fight 30,000 battles in Great Xia, if the two of you are defeated, Great Xia will no longer exist. Yun Feiyang walked over and said in a deep voice.
30,000 games, six times more than the previous prediction! Even if Yanlan can hold up 10,000 games, Xiao Fan will have to play 20,000 games.
After 20,000 consecutive fights, even an iron man should be exhausted.
Call......
Xiao Fan exhaled a breath of turbidity, clenched his iron fist, and looked at the masters of the Quartet, all of them were young people in the middle and late stages of the Quenching Realm, if he fought 20,000 games, he would probably be so tired that he vomited blood and died.
Situ Yue did not comfort Xiao Fan, but comforted Yanlan.
"Yanlan, take it easy and fight, I will naturally let you fight if you can, if you can't, just give up a point, there's no need to hold on. Situ Yue said flatly, "You are the body of Taiyin, the Taiyin Sword Technique is the secret technique of the Holy Spirit Domain, in the past two years, you have also achieved a small success, I believe in you, no problem." ”
Yanlan had a ruddy face, she was naturally very nervous when facing such an event for the first time, but she believed in Situ Yue too much, she felt that there was no problem, and Yanlan finally relaxed.
At this moment, two voices appeared in the center of the war zone, both of them were white-haired old men, one was Xuanyuan Zhengran, the great elder of the Holy Land, and the other was Lin Changqing, the vice president of the Confucianism and Taoism Holy Academy.
"The rules, everyone understands, the old man will not say more, the old man Holy Land Great Elder Xuanyuan Zhengran and the vice president of the Holy Academy Lin Changqing Daoyou jointly guard this battle of the casino, fair, just, never participate in fraud, as long as you win ten points, you can get a city fief, win a hundred points, get a big city fief! A thousand points can get a county land, and become the existence of a feudal lord of the split territory. Xuanyuan Zhengran looked down in all directions and said in a deep voice.
Lin Changqing didn't say much, just stood aside and watched silently, the afterglow swept over the talents from all directions, and he actually left a moment on Xiao Fan's face, others may not care, but Xiao Fan knew that his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything, and he seemed to see the sword fetal nebula and the little dragon god in his body.
"The three hundred war zones are opened at the same time, each major sect or dynasty has to have a bye, at least one person fights on the field, the participation places of each force have been allocated to the leaders of all parties, there can only be more participants, there must be no fewer participants, not much to say, the battle of the casino is now open, and all parties send participants to draw lots. "Xuanyuan Zhengran's voice is like a bell, the sky is vast, even if it is dozens of miles away, you can hear it clearly.
Yun Feiyang looked at Xiao Fan and said in a condensed voice, "We have 30,000 places, but in fact, there are only the two of you who participate, so you take turns, change people when you are tired, don't lose points in the early stage, because the probability of losing points in the later stage is too great, in this battle, Great Xia can hold half of the territory is considered a success." ”
The pressure was as great as the sky, and Yun Feiyang was even more nervous than Xiao Fan and Yan Lan.
Xiao Fan nodded, and took the lead in the lottery area, wearing black clothes fluttering, long hair shawl, and holding a blood-drinking sword.
The people who played in the first game were very important, and many people wanted to score the first point and have a full house, so the six hundred people who played turned out to be masters in the middle of the quenching realm, young and young, but they were as imposing as a rainbow, and their peers couldn't raise their heads.
Six hundred people, thirty percent of them are young women, all of them are as beautiful as flowers, but if anyone underestimates them, they will definitely be eliminated first.
The lottery area is in the center, and it should not be faked.
Xiao Fan didn't think much about it, it was the same for anyone to draw, he had to fight at least 20,000 games, so as soon as he grabbed it, he took out a note from the box, which said No. 50 ring, No. 7 lot.
The middle-aged man who was in charge of the lottery swept over the paper in Xiao Fan's hand, looked at a person behind him, and the corners of his mouth squirmed, but the movement was too small, and no one cared at all.
Xiao Fan put the paper stick in his arms and walked directly to the No. 50 ring, which was actually the most central position, but it was worthy of everyone's attention.
Three hundred war zones, three hundred rings, the young people each walked to their respective rings with paper sticks, but two young people glanced at each other, both nodded, staggered their hands, and actually exchanged the paper sticks.
One of the young men was full of heroism, with his bare hands, and he didn't even hold a weapon, and the paper sign he got in exchange was the fifty ring, and the seventh sign happened to be the same as the paper sign in Xiao Fan's hand.
The young man looked at Xiao Fan, who had already stood in the ring, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he was dressed in a holy robe, his identity was already very clear, he was a person from the Holy Land, he was a well-known strong man of the younger generation in the Holy Land, warlike, so strong, and with one hand the Void Spirit Finger could destroy any master of the same level.
His name is Void Lingzi, dressed in green clothes, light and illusory, and his light kung fu footwork is very powerful, but he appeared in front of Xiao Fan in a flash.
The four eyes looked at each other, the battle intent was monstrous, and there was killing intent in the eyes of the Void Spirit Son.
Xiao Fan frowned, he was sure that he didn't know Void Lingzi, but he knew what was going on by looking at his holy land clothes, no wonder Quan Feng said that he could pray if he could survive the first event, it turned out that he had been prepared for a long time.
"Xiao Fan, I am the Void Spirit Son of the Holy Land, I will give you a ride. Void Lingzi said confidently.
Xiao Fan stepped on the earth, like taking root and sprouting, reaching the top with momentum, and replied lightly, "Daxia Xiao Fan, please advise." ”