Eliminated the five people from Lanshui County, Ling Fan and Murong Feng gathered together, Murong Feng's injury was not light, and it was not suitable for him to continue to walk, the two had to find a hidden place to heal, and only after Murong Feng's injury was almost better could they continue to move forward. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Murong Feng healed, while Ling Fan was quietly cultivating on the side, and time passed slowly.

During this period, no one came to trouble them, and occasionally someone passed by, but they only glanced at them, and did not make a move against them, and the world in the painting was surprisingly calm, and the expected two hundred people fought in the middle of it, and it seemed that there was no appearance.

More people still want to be alone, as long as they hide until there are forty people left at the end, they can successfully advance.

However, if everyone doesn't do anything, how can these last forty people be born.

Yun Wang Ye and others outside this situation naturally also noticed it, not only the people of the thirty-six counties, but even the Tianjiao of the three major sects didn't seem to have any intention of making a move, and they were all looking for the hidden martial arts in the world in the painting, and quietly comprehended.

Since it is a competition, it is natural that it is still necessary to compete, and it is obviously not possible to go on quietly like this.

Therefore, on the fifth day, Lord Yun finally couldn't sit still, only to see his sleeve robe wave, and suddenly the scene of the world in the painting began to change.

A curtain of light begins to emerge from the periphery of the world in the painting, and then squeezes away from the middle of the world in all directions, and where the light curtain passes, all the previous scenes become chaos, as if the space is alive and destroyed.

Those who had planned to hide until the end were also driven out, and one by one converged in the middle of the world in the painting.

More than 100 people were driven to the middle of the world in the painting, and a storm seemed to be brewing.

In a hidden mountain cliff place, Ling Fan was quietly cultivating, and suddenly he only felt a suffocating pressure enveloping him, and then he saw that a curtain of light covering the sky was slowly pressing towards him like a wall that reached the sky.

Ling Fan's brows furrowed slightly, and he hurriedly took Murong Feng with him, and swept forward, and the light curtain pressed behind him.

Naturally, it was not only Ling Fan and the two of them who swept forward, one after another figures were being driven away like them, but at this time, no one had the leisure to pay attention to the other party, and only cared about sweeping forward.

Gradually, Ling Fan found that there was also a light curtain oppression in front of him and around him, and the world in this painting seemed to be shrinking rapidly, and all the people in it were also converging in one direction.

The space became smaller little by little, Ling Fan and the others continued to move forward, and soon after, Ling Fan and Murong Feng came to a wide flat land, and the oppressive light curtain finally stopped at this moment.

Raising his head, Ling Fan looked forward, only to see that this was a flat clearing, and at this moment, those who were driven away by the light curtain had all come here, and as far as the eye could see, there were hundreds of them.

"When two hundred people enter the world in the painting, there are still more than one hundred. Looking at the dense figures in front of him, Ling Fan secretly said in his heart, it has been several days since he entered the world in the painting, but it seems that not too many people have been eliminated in the past few days, and most of them still exist here, which can't help but make people think deeply, the space suddenly becomes smaller, I am afraid it has nothing to do with it.

The other people who gathered also glanced at each other, and saw that there were more than a hundred people in existence, and many people showed surprise and disappointment in their eyes, many people here should have been hiding somewhere, waiting for the end of this round, but they didn't expect that there were too many people with such thoughts, resulting in no one going to war, and basically few people were eliminated until now.

The people of the three major sects also arrived, Ling Fan saw Luo Hanxue, Xuan Xuanyang, and also saw Peerless and Qin Tiange, Qin Tiange also noticed Ling Fan, and the eyes that looked at Ling Fan surged with an undisguised cold color.

"Senior Brother Qin, what's wrong, why are you so angry?" The people from the Nine Xuanzong Sect next to him seemed to notice Qin Tiange's expression, and one of them immediately asked.

"He is Ling Fan!" Qin Tiange said lightly, but at the mention of Ling Fan's name, his killing intent became a little colder.

"Oh, is it?" Qin Tiange's father was killed, and the occupation of Senluo City was obviously known to many people in the Nine Xuanzong Sect, and Ling Fan's name was naturally known to some people from Qin Tiange's mouth, and at this moment, he saw his true face.

"In the early stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm, is it as powerful as you say, and you have killed your father?" The person from the Nine Xuanzong said in some surprise, he obviously found it hard to believe that Ling Fan was able to kill Qin Chuanfeng of the Imperial Realm in the early stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Between the Heavenly Martial Realm and the Imperial Realm, there is a qualitative difference, no matter how strong the Heavenly Martial Realm is, it will not be the opponent of the Imperial Realm at all, Ling Fan and his Heavenly Martial Realm In the early stage, what did he rely on to kill Qin Chuanfeng.

Qin Tiange didn't speak, in fact, even he didn't believe that Ling Fan could kill Qin Chuanfeng, but this was a fact, Ling Fan did it.

"Then what does Senior Brother Qin want us to help?" Seeing that Qin Chuanfeng didn't speak, the man asked again, he was also from the Jiuxuan Sect, and when he saw that the people of the sect hated a person so much, they naturally couldn't ignore it as senior brothers.

"Let him pass this level, I want to be outside, I want his life!" Qin Tiange stared at Ling Fan in the distance, gritted his teeth and said coldly, he knew that the world in this painting could not kill Ling Fan, even if Ling Fan was eliminated, it would be useless, so if he wanted to kill Ling Fan, he could only be outside.

If Ling Fan is wiped out on the martial platform, even if it is the Heavenly Sword Sect, it will not be able to say anything!

Ling Fan didn't care about Qin Tiange, the current Qin Tiange had already become no threat to him, his current threat was only Wushuang and others, if you looked at it from a distance, it was Ye Zimo.

More than a hundred people all gathered in this place, staring at each other one by one, all showing a look of vigilance, for a while, no one dared to make a move on anyone first.

Ling Fan didn't move, but dozens of eyes had already fallen on him, here, he was at the lowest level, so these people naturally regarded him as a soft persimmon.

In the end, there were only forty people left, and there would always be people who had to be eliminated, so after all, it was necessary to attack one person first, and most of this person chose Ling Fan, who had the lowest realm.

"In the early days of the Tianwu Realm, don't join in the fun here, this is not a place for you to stay. Not far in front of Ling Fan, a young man with a hooked nose stared at him and said coldly, the words fell, and the man flashed directly towards Ling Fan, with an iron hook in his hand, exuding a cold glow.

He was the first to do it here, so at this moment, all eyes were focused on him, and seeing that the other party was just a beginner in the Tianwu Realm, many people chuckled, and it turned out that they had picked up a soft persimmon.

Ling Fan's eyes flashed, and his gaze suddenly stared at the hook-nosed boy, and when the young man swept over, Ling Fan also moved.

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