Wang Yi felt that there was a hard object under his feet blocking the road ahead, so he squatted sideways to take a look.

"It's ???" Wang Yi saw a disciple lying on the ground, this disciple had already lost his breath, his whole body was stiff, his face was blue, his eyes were still shooting straight ahead, there was still a trace of coagulated blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he was disheveled all over his body, only to see that there was a palm-sized blood hole in his abdomen, and there was a blood stain around him.

Although the blood has long been coagulated, the rich and pungent smell of blood still permeates the surroundings, this is not the most important, the most important thing is that this disciple is still the disciple of the sect master, this tragic situation makes Wang Yi stunned for a moment.

At this moment, there was a sneering sound around Wang Yi, Wang Yi suddenly felt bad, and immediately had wind under his feet, and he used the shadow footwork, and retreated dozens of meters away at this moment, at this time, a sharp sword with a cold light penetrated the thick fog and slammed into the place where Wang Yi was squatting just now.

"The reaction is quite fast!But this place is not something that you, a kid from the Great Perfection of the Spirit Gathering Realm, can live, hand over all the storage rings on your body and let you live, otherwise you will die under my sword!" At this time, a burly man pulled out his sword and stood straight in front of Wang Yi.

This man's clothes are in tatters, his expression is indifferent, and his face is haggard, but his eyes look at Wang Yi and he is blazing, he is also covered in blood, and there are several gaps on the sword, he must have fought viciously with other disciples in this forest, and the reason for this battle must be to store the spirit stones and pills in the ring, so that he can live longer.

This disciple has also first learned the peak cultivation of the realm of the First Heaven, but Wang Yi has no sense of fear, and slanted his mouth and smiled, "If you want to fight, then fight!"

As soon as his words fell, the clothes fluttered up, hunting, and condensed the cone-shaped spiritual power on his right hand, and suddenly there was a sneering sound in the air, and a terrifying coercion suddenly dispersed, and the disciple was also stunned when he saw Wang Yi's momentum, and then said indifferently.

"I almost forgot, since you can pass the first level, you are definitely not an ordinary disciple, but I think you are afraid that you will die here today!" the disciple snorted coldly, and then clenched the sword in his hand and stabbed towards Wang Yi.

His sword was as fast as lightning, and he was approaching Wang Yi at the speed of thunder, Wang Yi was still expressionless, only to see the afterimage under his feet appear, and instantly turned into a phantom flash.

This disciple was also stunned for a moment, and immediately turned his head to look for Wang Yi's trace, but unfortunately this Wang Yi seemed to evaporate, and there was no trace of it when he melted into this cloud and mist, at this time, this disciple frowned tightly, and his expression became solemn, and there was no such contempt.

At this moment, in the dense fog beside this disciple, a figure came out, only to see a cone-shaped spiritual power glowing with cold light stabbing at him violently, this disciple was shocked and picked it up with a sharp sword in his hand.

"Zheng" sounded, and the sword in the disciple's hand was shocked by Wang Yi's cone-shaped spiritual power, and a mournful cry suddenly came out.

At this time, this disciple's wrist was faintly painful, he didn't expect Wang Yi's cone-shaped spiritual power to be so powerful.

His biggest mistake was to underestimate Wang Yi, at this time, the soil under his feet was slightly raised, and then another figure broke through the ground, still the cone-shaped spiritual power burst out, at this moment, the disciple's expression was shocked, and he hurriedly retreated backwards.

At this time, a figure that broke out of the ground raised a smile, and he laughed at the actions of this disciple were all under his control.

"Poof" There was a figure behind the disciple who had been standing still, it could be said that he had hit the muzzle of the gun, the cone-shaped spiritual power penetrated through his back, and the blood suddenly overflowed, and after a while, it filled the whole body, and at this moment, with the surging of clouds and mist, Wang Yi's face behind him became clearer and clearer, and the smile on his face was getting stronger and stronger.

And this disciple also stared straight ahead, dim and dead, and there was still a sense of shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Then Wang Yi took the ring on his hand, and the big sleeves flicked away, this qiē is unreasonable, only strong and weak!

At this moment, Wang Yi finally knew why there was constant killing in the competition of the hundred factions, if you don't want to die in this trial, then you can only become ruthless and cold-blooded in order to survive!

Wang Yi kept walking forward, and suddenly he heard the sound of a fight nearby, and at this moment, after his first lesson, his expression immediately became strict, and he stared around, but he could only see the real thing at a distance of one meter, and the rest was covered by this thick fog.

Wang Yi could only listen to the sound to find the person who was fighting, and at this moment, a gust of wind was set off nearby, and then the originally calm sea of fog rolled up, only to see the fog Lang rolling up wave after wave, and it was sweeping away in all directions.

At this moment, the clouds and mist in the middle have faded a lot, and I vaguely saw that there were two people fighting fiercely in front of me, one of them was burly, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he was infinitely powerful, and he knocked down a towering tree with one punch, and his brute strength was terrifying.

The other person was wearing a green green coat, as light as a swallow, in the air, his tactics were varied, and his figure was even more nowhere to be found, Wang Yi was stunned when he saw this person, this appearance is somewhat similar to his tactics That Xu Cheng, thinking of this, he was also excited, and wanted to take a closer look, if it was really that Xu Cheng would definitely make him regret it for the rest of his life!

Then Wang Yi divided into four figures, blending into this cloud and mist, at this moment his face was expressionless, his expression was focused, and his eyes burst out with a ray of essence, at this moment he was a beast lurking in the shadows, waiting for the best time to appear.

The green-clothed disciple shouted loudly in the air, "Twelve Swords of the Wind, Tenth Style, Sword Domain Vertical and Horizontal!" Suddenly, a terrifying sword aura rose into the sky, permeating the surroundings, and the sharp swords in his hand instantly transformed into ten, stabbing at the burly disciple.

Wang Yi saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he concluded that this person was that Xu Cheng, this Xu Cheng was targeted at him everywhere on the road, and even hurt that Senior Brother Zhang Qiang, now it is an opportunity for revenge, Wang Yi, how can he miss it.

I saw that the burly disciple condensed a layer of pure spiritual power on his body, and this spiritual power instantly turned into a pair of armor, and there were fine thorns on the shoulders, arms and knees of this armor, not only that, but a pair of spiritual horns actually grew on the top of his head, and a terrifying coercion suddenly rose in an instant.

The air next to the horn also distorted, forming two whirlpools, as if it were a black hole with boundless suction, shocking people's minds.

The ten swords were stabbing at this disciple from different angles at the speed of thunder, and at this moment, Xu Cheng had already melted into this cloud and mist, and there was no trace of it, but this disciple was still standing in place, unmoved.

"Bang Bang ???" The ten swords collided with the spiritual armor on his body, and they suddenly collapsed, turning into countless afterimages and disappearing into this nothingness.

At this moment, Xu Cheng suddenly appeared behind this disciple, and kicked it violently with his spiritual power, but the disciple still stood in place and did not move at all, as if it was a rock that had been erected for thousands of years, and it had long been deeply rooted.

Wang Yi and Xu Cheng were stunned when they saw this scene, especially him, Xu Cheng stepped back with frowning eyebrows and hurriedly retreated.