With Fang Xuan's victory, like a fuse, the eight ring matches also ended one after another.

As a result, the number of participants was also reduced from thirty-three to twenty-five, among which the disciples of Yanyu Pavilion who were drawn in the first round were all at the peak of Kaiyuan's strength, and the winning rate was not very optimistic.

Fu Shaoming frowned, the strength of this Qingyu faction cannot be changed overnight, and the qualifications of each disciple are also different, if Yanyu Pavilion wants to continue to sit firmly in the position of the big brother of the righteous path, it still needs to work harder, just relying on the head of the sect, without the injection of fresh blood, sooner or later it will be replaced by the Qingyu faction.

"Then it's the second round, the remaining twenty-five disciples, except for the eight who were still on the field after the competition just now, from the ninth to the eighteenth place on the stage in order to challenge the remaining eight disciples, and those who have vacancies will be postponed in turn. ”

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Fu Xuan slowly stepped onto the stage, walked to the No. 8 battle platform, and met Ah Yuan, a disciple of the Qingyu Sect who led the way that day, on the side of the platform.

Ah Yuan smiled and waved his hand to Fu Xuan and said, "I'm optimistic about you." ”

Showing his white tiger teeth, he squinted at Fu Xuan and smiled, turned around and walked into the No. 7 ring next to him.

Fu Xuan looked at this sweet little girl, and also hoped that she could go farther.

When he came to the stage, his eyes swept the crowd under the stage, and he took a deep breath and shouted: "No. 27." ”

I saw a fierce muscular man coming up from the audience, smiling innocently at Fu Xuan.

Looking at the smile of this strong man, Fu Xuan couldn't help but think of the disciple who was in charge of the miscellaneous service, the simple man named Aman, Fu Xuan with the blessing of the fragment scroll, the thunder attribute, and the Twin Qi Pill, Fu Xuan, who was already invincible in the Wuji realm, secretly decided not to let this simple man make a fool of himself.

Fu Xuan took out his green oak axe. He smiled slightly: "Fu Xuan, please advise." ”

Dahan scratched his head and said: "My name is Wang Lin, you also use an axe, and so do I, how can the two of you be more powerful than whose axe." ”

At this time, the other seven rings also broke out at the same time, except for Ah Yuan's ring.

I saw that a disciple of Yanyu Pavilion who had just crossed the Wuji realm saw Ah Yuan opposite, and also felt that this girl should be asked by her master to come up and experience the experience, after all, this girl is in the prime of her life, and she is at the age of playing with her heart, and she is afraid that her cultivation is in the early stage of Wuji, but she will not have any combat experience, although she has just entered Wuji, but since she has rich combat experience, she is afraid that she can easily win.

While he was thinking silently, Ah Yuan said to him: "Hey, if we don't fight, let's see if they fight." ”

"Well, there's such a good thing. ”

But the superficial work still has to be done, so he is embarrassed and says, "This is not good." ”

Ah Yuan shook his head: "Okay, then let's do it quickly, I'm quite interested in that Fu Xuan of your Yanyu Pavilion, although I don't like to fight." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he only saw a flash of white light, and the disciple of the Yanyu Pavilion flew out more than ten meters horizontally, and everyone in the Yanyu Pavilion was stunned, and Fu Xuan, who was fighting with Wang Lin on the side, was also shocked, because the two rings were relatively close just now, so Fu Xuan clearly felt that there was no Yuan Force fluctuation beside Ah Yuan, therefore, either Ah Yuan completely relied on his own strength, or he had not yet entered the Wuji Realm, but no matter what the reason, it was impossible to punch the people of the Wuji Realm directly out of the ring, so how did Ah Yuan win, and there was a cloud of confusion in the hearts of everyone in the Yanyu Pavilion。

However, the people of the Qingyu faction seemed to be surprised, and they did not show anything.

"Senior Brother Fu Xuan, don't be distracted during the game. ”

Just when Fu Xuan was shocked by Ah Yuan's strength, an axe the size of a human head roared towards Fu Xuan's body.

When Fu Xuan heard the other party's prompt, it was too late to dodge, so he placed the green oak axe horizontally on his chest, preparing to take Wang Lin's attack hard.

After Wang Lin saw Fu Xuan's reaction, he smiled, added a few more points, and headed towards Fu Xuan.

"Peng"

The dust was flying, Fu Xuan was smashed into the ring, and the dirty ring was directly smashed out of a big pit. Before the dust dissipated, Fu Xuan's sixth sense was to feel the power of life and death, and he barely rolled to the side, and the place where he was just now turned into a giant axe, and Fu Xuan then saw Wang Lin's hideous face. At this moment, Wang Lin is fundamentally separated by 108,000 miles from the honest and honest.

Wang Lin lifted the axe again, the cold light flashed, and he was about to slash towards Fu Xuan again, when the dust was gradually blown away by the wind, and the people in the audience were able to see the situation on the battle platform again.

Wang Lin looked at Fu Xuan, smiled coldly, and said to Fu Xuan in a small voice, "It's a pity." ”

Fang Xuan, who was in the audience, was also relieved to see that Fu Xuan was fine.

Fu Shaoming's eyes froze, and he saw a deep axe mark on the ground, his hands tightened, and his eyes were a little colder.

Wang Lin once regained his honest and honest appearance, carrying his axe, standing on the side of the ring and saying to Fu Xuan with a little nervousness: "Senior Brother Fu, are you okay? I didn't know that I had so much strength. ”

Fu Xuan, who had not been angry for seventeen years, also burst into a fire at this time under the threat of his life.

He shook the green oak axe in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth tremblingly, and said with a smile: "How can there be anyone who is not injured in the competition, continue." ”

Slowly stood up, mobilized the Yuan Force in his body, and concentrated the thunder attribute and light attribute in the green oak axe in his hand.

A purple light rushed towards Wang Lin.

Knowing that Fu Xuan was only the last person at the end of the crossbow, Wang Lin didn't pay much attention to this casual attack, and the giant axe was gently raised, blocking the path that Zimang must pass.

Sure enough, the purple mang touched the giant axe and melted like ice and snow.

"Senior Brother Fu Xuan, you are not my opponent, let's go down. ”

In everyone's opinion, this was a try, and Wang Lin made a suggestion in good faith because he didn't want to hurt Dao Fu Xuan, but Fu Xuan saw the coldness and bloodlust in Wang Lin's eyes.

Fu Xuan clenched his fists, and his body was frantically running fragments.

Although Fu Xuan believes in Buddhism, the person opposite him threatens his life, and this revenge must be avenged.

If it weren't for his own distraction, how could he be Fu Xuan's opponent just by virtue of Wang Lin's strength in the early stage of Wuji.

The silence in Fu Xuan's eyes was terrifying.

The purple-gold wielding on the green oak axe, Fu Xuan dragged his injured body and rushed towards Wang Lin.

Axe after axe slashed towards Wang Lin, Wang Lin also took all the orders, and fought hard with Fu Xuan, Wang Lin obviously also knew that in the absence of fog, the two sides were not allowed to die, so what Wang Lin had to do was to block Fu Xuan's attack, so that Fu Xuan at the end of the strong crossbow was exhausted and won the victory.

At this time, Fu Xuan frantically slashed at Wang Lin, only a few minutes of effort, and somehow, the clear sky just now was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the heart thunder in Fu Xuan's body was also ready to move.

At this time, Fu Xuan's seriously injured body was also exhausted, and the last trace of Yuan Force was injected into the Daoqing Oak Axe, and he flew towards Wang Lin with all his might.

I saw that the entire axe of the green oak axe turned into a purple sword and roared away.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the cloudy sky, and it collided with Wang Lin along with the green oak axe.

Wang Lin seemed to feel the breath of death, his clothes were torn, his hands were scorched, and at this moment, Wang Lin's magic weapon, which was obviously of extraordinary quality, also turned into two knots.

A white light wrapped around Wang Lin, and the Zixiao Divine Thunder couldn't take a step beyond the thunder pool.

"Hmph"

This voice seemed to sound from the bottom of his heart, and Fu Xuan, who was already supported by perseverance, spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"Wang Lin kindly reminded, who knew that you kid was so ruthless, and if Wang Lin died, his heart should be punished. ”

Everyone heard what Wang Lin said to Fu Xuan before, and as soon as this person said it now, they suddenly looked at Fu Xuan's eyes differently, and even Fang Xuan frowned.

Fu Xuan saw the looks of the people around him, clenched his fists tightly, didn't say a word, and walked towards his residence without looking back.