Chapter 118: The One-Armed Man's Magical Powers

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After that, several other core disciples also shot one after another, and every time the blow fell, one or several inner disciples were blasted out of the ring, as if in an instant, those extremely strong inner disciples were all turned into children, and the core disciples of adults were ravaged at will. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In less than half an hour, more than sixty inner disciples who had stayed on the stage before were kicked out of the ring by ten core disciples, and they only paid a little minor injury, as for the one-armed man and Qi Baiyu, they were even more relaxed, and they didn't sweat at all.

"Hahaha, it seems that this new core disciple can only be produced from the remaining five, and I don't know how many can succeed. ā€

"Who knows, according to past experience, the average sect can have two or three successes at most, and twenty years ago, there were six people who succeeded, but unfortunately this kind of thing is not common. ā€

The martial artists on the mountainside all turned their eyes to the last five remaining inner disciples, and they discussed.

Rub, rub, rub!

As the melee ended, the five people who had quit the ring before all turned back, their expressions were only slightly more solemn than before, but there was no trace of nervousness or uneasiness, and they looked at the one-armed man, as if he was the leader of the ten core disciples.

"The remaining five, the sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth, you have to deal with it, but it's okay for them to insist on choosing others to compete. ā€

The one-armed man looked at the five people he had pointed out again, and said in his mouth, but his tone was to the few people around him.

Rub, rub, rub!

Five people immediately flew out from the one-armed man's side, standing one-on-one in front of the five inner disciples.

Boom! Boom!

As soon as the two glanced at each other, they were fighting together without saying a word, and suddenly the huge transparent cover shook violently, and the huge roar was even better, and everyone in the audience covered their ears one after another.

"Aren't you coming up?"

Suddenly, the one-armed man's body was slightly to one side, and his eyes were locked on a middle-aged man with a very shriveled figure in the audience, but he was wearing a white star robe, indicating that he was an outer disciple.

"I'm practicing a murderous knife, not suitable for the ring. The middle-aged man who was being targeted glanced back coldly with his grim gaze, and then said.

"It's okay, we also have one here, he is a killer sword, you two are just right. The one-armed man said indifferently.

With a snort, a red-haired young man beside the one-armed man had a cold face, and only glanced at the middle-aged man in the audience, and suddenly a cold light shot out of his eyes, and then the sword was pulled out of its sheath and stabbed towards the audience, without considering the fall of the sword, I don't know how many people will suffer from the unjustified disaster.

"Hmph, since you want to die, I'll fulfill you. ā€

The middle-aged man saw that the red-haired boy stabbed him with a sword without saying a word, and suddenly became angry, and his body jumped high, and a seven-star moon sword appeared and slashed with the cold light of Sensen.

Jingle Bell!

Suddenly, the two fierce breaths collided together, the move was fatal, the style of killing, everyone in the audience was tight, if the random blow above fell on him, he had to be split in half.

"What about you?" the one-armed man turned his gaze again to another bald old man who was dressed in tatters and looked like a beggar.

"Hehe, it's enough to have the identity of an outer disciple, the other old men look down on it, it's still you young people who fight and kill, the old man still wants to live a few more years." The beggar-like bald old man said in a flat tone.

"You can't help this kind of thing. The one-armed man said coldly.

Trample!

Beside the one-armed man, another person stepped forward, his gaze coldly locked on the beggar old man.

"Alas, alas, old bones, I don't know if there are as sharp as when I was young. ā€

The old beggar man sighed helplessly, and when he reached the ring, his flying figure was really like a ghost.

The one-armed man smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, and turned his gaze again, to the other side.

"Oops! This one-armed man is definitely gifted with supernatural powers, probably the kind of supernatural powers that can see through other people's disguises. ā€

When the one-armed man looked towards him, Lin Yun's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly compressed his vitality to the extreme, and at the same time, the Heavenly Phantom Star was also quietly running, and a layer of light immediately shrouded Lin Yun's side.

"Hmph, since you've found out, there's no choice but to fight. ā€

Suddenly, a dull voice sounded from not far from Lin Yun, and suddenly there was a commotion all around, and they all avoided it, leaving a strong man with a scar on his forehead.

With a whoosh, the ghost head knife in the hand of the scarred strong man slammed to the ground, and he jumped into the ring with a bang.

"Get out!"

The one-armed man glanced at the scarred man again, and suddenly frowned, and with a loud shout, a fierce aura rose on his body.

"Poof!"

Caught off guard, the scarred strong man spat blood, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha! I thought it was him, but it turned out to be a joke. ā€

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

"Huh?" The one-armed man looked at that place again, but his brows were furrowed, and his face showed a trace of dazedness, and then he shook his head helplessly, and turned his gaze to the ring again, and the ten people who were fighting fiercely at this time.

The competition of these ten people lasted longer, and naturally the battle was more fierce. After a full hour, the winners and losers were finally determined in five competitions, and the inner disciples won three and lost two.

Senior Sister Luo of the Yin Peak of that place stimulated a piece of clothing on her body at the last moment, and under the countless starlight sprinkles, she finally defeated the opponent, and she herself paid the price of almost completely breaking her arms. The inner disciple of the Storm Peak, Hei Wuya, finally won with an iron-armored corpse that he refined, and the inner disciple of the Demon Star Hua did not lack the ability to display his talent and magic powers, and the Hundred Flowers Burial Ground won the competition.

As for the two who were picked out by the one-armed man, they won both battles, and the two core disciples who fought against them were fortunate to have the help of the sect master on the top of the mountain, otherwise they would have died in death.

The battle of the core disciples is over, and then some miscellaneous servants and even outer disciples take the stage, all of whom think that their strength is good, but they lack a little luck. It's just that after the battle just now, the competition of these people was thunder and rain, and it ended hastily in less than an hour.

"This sect competition is over, all new disciples can go to each peak to receive rewards, as for the new core disciples, come to the top of the mountain to see the master of the sect. Now everyone is gone. The sect master on the top of the mountain saw that the competition was over, and said in a deep voice again.

When the words fell, there was an uproar, and the phantom of the originally towering sect master immediately collapsed, and many martial artists who were originally on the mountainside flew down the mountain one after another.

"All the disciples of Diwei Peak immediately went to the Diwei Hall to gather. Zhen Qianhan, the head of Diwei Peak who fell at the foot of the mountain, shouted.

"Reward, it is estimated that the promotion of outer disciples is only a dozen yuan stones, I don't care. As long as you can enter the Secret Scripture Pavilion, you can exchange it for Rongyuan Dan. ā€

Thinking like this, Lin Yun walked towards Diwei Peak.

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