This is a man's killing, this is a man's stage. The disciples of the Hundred Heavens Sword Sect, under the purple light and fiery red flame light in the sky, couldn't get close to Xue Yi in the slightest, and finally some people, with special body methods, were lucky enough to bully his side, but he was soon pierced in the throat and chest, it can be said that this was a killing without suspense.

When the sun's rays gradually rose to their maximum, the battle on the grassland was over. Xue Yi pulled the purple long sword out of the chest of a certain Heavenly Sword Sect disciple, and his eyes did not show a trace of color.

He was bathed in the brightest sunshine, but Ye Xiaotian clearly felt the darkness in his heart, what did he go through to change from the innocent boy to such a look.

In a trance, Ye Xiaotian remembered the white-clothed young man in Blackwater City again, the white-clothed young man who revealed a mysterious spirit from the inside out. He thought of the brutal and strong girl in pink again, the girl in pink named Chu Mengxue. I don't know what he'll be like now, probably still like that. In fact, in the past five years, he has thought about Sister Shi'er the most, but the second most thought is this rude and willful Chu Mengxue. He didn't know why he remembered it, but it just inadvertently got into his mind.

Suddenly, he felt a tap on the shoulder, and he came back to his senses and looked around. I saw Xiaoxue pouting, as if annoyed. Seeing him turn his head, she immediately shook him with a roll of her eyes, but she still pointed to the distance and said lightly: "Big fool, that ice cube face has gone forward, what do you think we should do?"

"Huh, gone?" he turned around and looked at where the boy had been standing, but there was nothing but the boy there.

"Alas, we always have to go, let's go too!" Ye Xiaotian sighed and walked forward with Xiaoxue. The midday sun shone their shadows into a tiny dot.

The third-level venue is a boundless desert, when Ye Xiaotian followed Xue Yi's footsteps to set foot on this desert, here is the same as on the grassland, there is also a big melee, hundreds of people gallop in the desert, launching a "life and death" chase, its magnificence, I don't know how much stronger than the grassland.

Indeed, because there is only one desert in this third-level field, unlike the grassland, there are four separate places, and the number of people will naturally increase. And here, it's not far from the final level, and anyone could win the only two spots. Therefore, the battle here is also more intense.

Moreover, in this desert, Ye Xiaotian actually saw several familiar figures, some were dignified and extraordinary, some were open-ended, rough and bold, and some were extremely feminine and expressionless. However, they have one thing in common, they are all dressed in white, their posture is elegant and calm, and they are comfortable in the melee. These people turned out to be a few of the personal disciples of Zixia Peak.

Ye Xiaotian swept his eyes and saw that among these people, there was the rugged and bold Fourth Senior Brother Qin Yan, the feminine and weak Fifth Senior Brother Qin Shuang, and the unruly Qin Lei. Even the most mysterious and eccentric second senior brother, Qin Yu, was also "killing" inside. But only the figure of the senior brother Qin Yun is missing, as for Qin Feng and Sister Shi'er, he knows that they have entered another whirlpool, so naturally they will not appear here.

At the same time, he also noticed that in addition to them, there were dozens of people in white who were moving around and dodging in the crowd, and even looked closely, this was actually a confrontation between the disciples of the white-clothed personal sect and the disciples of the inner sect in blue. That's right, it looks like it's a scuffle, but it's just a battle between the blue and the white. And it turned out to be a killing without suspense.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but this time, Ye Xiaotian knew that the gap between the personal disciples and the ordinary inner disciples was so big. Almost every disciple can pick five or six inner disciples on their own. And a mysterious one like Qin Yu actually picked out a dozen or so by himself, and he also had a leisurely face. Of course, there are also those who think very highly of themselves, rush directly into the crowd, and then are directly bombarded by everyone with magic. But this kind of thing is a minority after all, so the battle situation here is completely one-sided.

He couldn't help but habitually look at Xue Yi, only to see him standing outside the battle circle, and he didn't mean to go in. This made him wonder a little. However, at this time, a blue-clothed inner disciple noticed Ye Xiaotian who was watching from the sidelines, he hesitated for a moment, broke away from the battle circle, and then rushed over.

"This senior brother, you should have just entered the desert, right?" the man swallowed, moistened his throat, and asked Ye Xiaotian.

"Then what's the matter?" Before Ye Xiaotian could answer, he was snatched up by Xiaoxue next to him.

The man noticed Xiaoxue at this time, and he was stunned for a moment, and said in a panic: "Dear, pro-disciple!" said that he was about to run away, but he was immediately grabbed by Xiaoxue, only to see her glaring at the person fiercely, and said angrily: "Hey, this girl is not a personal disciple, this girl is an ancient strange beast, you can remember it well!"

"Ancient Strange Beast?" the man asked in confusion, "Then why are you wearing white clothes?"

Hearing this, Xiaoxue was annoyed again, and said loudly: "Hey, is there anything wrong with wearing white clothes......? Well, people, only the same pure white clothes can match me, isn't it?" Ye Xiaotian was sweating profusely when he heard it next to him, he was really full of nonsense, and there was no truth.

The man still didn't seem to believe it, and still hesitated and asked, "This senior sister ...... You're really not a disciple?"

"Of course not, you don't believe it until this girl says it a few times?" Xiaoxue was obviously on the verge of exploding. On the side, Ye Xiaotian finally couldn't stand it, and explained lightly: "He is indeed not, this white dress is just worldly clothes!" He remembered that when Xiaoxue had just successfully transformed, he had such a white dress on his body, and even he didn't know the origin of this white clothes, so he had to lie a little.

"Whew!" the man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This senior brother is sorry, we are really afraid of being killed by this group of personal disciples!"

"Hmm, what the hell is going on?" Ye Xiaotian pointed to the chaotic battlefield, and then asked the doubts in his heart.

"Alas, don't you know that this group of their own disciples is going to get rid of all our inner disciples!" the man sighed and said in a deep voice.

"Why?"

"Senior Brother also knows that we entered this space just to compete for those two pieces of purple jade, right?"

"Hmm!" Ye Xiaotian nodded.

"Alas, that's it, those personal disciples naturally did it to us in order to prevent us from getting the purple jade slip!"

"Huh, didn't the purple jade slip only appear when there were only two of them left, they didn't need to be in such a hurry, right?" Ye Xiaotian asked suspiciously.

The man shook his head and said in a deep voice: "No, Senior Brother also knows that if this continues, maybe someone will hide and take the opportunity to make a profit, which will greatly get rid of the original intention of this martial arts, so before dawn tomorrow, whether or not the last two are decided, those two purple jade slips will appear, and the place where they appear is the most central maze of changes." ”

He pointed to an unknown distance, and sighed: "Alas, in fact, the real location of this martial arts meeting should be the Thousand Variations Labyrinth, originally we were lucky to think that we could get a place, but I didn't expect that this group of personal disciples didn't even give this opportunity, and directly wanted to intercept us halfway!"

"Hmph, won't the master blame them for doing this?" Xiao Xue said angrily on the side.

The man still shook his head, "No, the head of each vein is originally their master, who dares to blame them, not to mention that they are just simply suppressed by force, defeat, it can only show that our skills are not as good as others!"

Hearing this, Ye Xiaotian had to sigh silently. In this world, good opportunities are always given to geniuses, and those so-called mediocre talents will accumulate over time, and because there are no opportunities, and they are not favored by their elders, the gap between nature and geniuses is getting bigger and bigger. It's no wonder that those personal disciples can defeat five with one against five, and one against ten, and the young man in white can still defeat one against hundred. Here's why.

"Probably I'm an exception! I can reach the Yuan Shen Stage in such a short time!" he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

At this time, the man finally remembered the purpose of coming here, and suddenly knocked on his head, "Oh, look at my memory, senior brother, I came here to ask you to help us, although we know that we can't fight their own disciples in the end, but we can't let them underestimate us, how can we give them a heavy blow!"

"Well, you guy is good, this girl has decided, so I will teach those stinky guys a good lesson for you, so that they dare to bully the weak casually in the future?"

The man was sweating and said in his heart: "Although we are the weak side, don't say it so bluntly, junior sister!"

Ye Xiaotian smiled faintly, Xiaoxue can always say amazing words, he is used to it. He looked habitually at the place where the young man in white was standing again, and he was stunned.

He stared at the battlefield and muttered, "Maybe, you don't need my help anymore!"

"Hmm, what did Senior Brother say?" The man didn't know why, but he also turned his head to look at the battlefield, and he was also startled, and said in a daze: "This, what's going on? Why did they fight between their own disciples?"

"No, it's just that he joined the battlefield!" Ye Xiaotian smiled faintly, looked at the chic and calm figure in the crowd, and said slowly.

At this time, the white-clothed figure holding a purple long sword, just like his battle on the grassland, launched a fierce attack against the white-clothed group of dozens of people.