Chapter 337: The First Man to Die

"Fan Jian. ”

Without waiting for Mu Yang to stop Yan Shisan, Zhuang Yusheng's voice suddenly came.

"To Lu Yi. ”

Hearing the voice, Yan Shisan remembered that Fan Jian had not appeared so far.

"Yan Thirteen, it's cheap for you!"

Glaring at Yan Shisan fiercely, Fan Jian walked towards the field. A duel that was about to start was forced to be aborted because of Zhuang Yusheng's words.

The competition soon began.

Fan Jian's weapon was a slender soft sword, and his opponent, Lu Yi, used a blue steel sword commonly used by decent cultivators.

There was nothing remarkable about the beginning of this fight, if it weren't for Fan Jian's repeated mockery of Muyang, Muyang might not have paid attention to them at all.

However, when the two handed over, Mu Yang found that Fan Jian's strength was more than a little higher than he imagined.

"The cultivation of these two people is the Nine Grades of the Three Realms, and the gap in the cultivation techniques is too big, if Fan Jian makes a full move, Lu Yi will be defeated if he does not exceed thirty moves. ”

After looking at it for a while, Du Xichun couldn't help but speak.

"But fifty moves have passed now. Ouyang Yuxian couldn't help but ask.

In today's ranking competition, if you want to enter the top ten, each person has to play at least two games, in order to preserve their strength, many participating disciples will take the lead once they find the weakness of their opponents, and strive to defeat the enemy with one move, so as to save the next opponent with the greatest amount of Xingyuan. Fan Jian's appearance is obviously somewhat abnormal.

"He's deliberately acting for us to see. ”

Mu Yang stared at Fan Jian on the playing field, and did not let go of any detail of his shot: "Let us feel that he is equal in strength to Lu Yi." ”

Ouyang Yuxian frowned and said: "This Fan Jian is insidious and cunning, he doesn't have a bit of his father's mighty aura at all, he doesn't learn the ancestral "Lingyang Sword Sutra", but he just practices the "Three Corpses Desperate Sword", Yan Thirteen, with your current injury, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat him." ”

Yan Shisan was not stupid, after seeing Fan Jian showing the strength of the Three Realms and Nine Grades, and then seeing the set of sword skills he had never seen before, he immediately understood that Ouyang Yuxian was right.

It's just that the thirteen young people didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, for the promotion of the inner hall to the great sacrifice this time, he made a lot of preparations, and the talisman stored in the ring on his finger was not only a shark-toothed giant crossbow.

"If you don't fight, you won't know until you try. ”

Learning from Muyang's tone, Yan Shisan said unconvinced.

"You said he learned the Three Corpses Desperate Sword?" Mu Yang turned his head to look at Ouyang Yuxian and asked.

Ouyang Yuxian nodded: "Yes, this set of sword skills was inadvertently obtained by my father, and later rewarded to Fan Jian's father. ”

Mu Yang frowned, when he was on Dark Star Island, Senior Sister Mu Qingyao had told him about many of the most famous sword scriptures in the mainland, including the "Three Corpses Desperate Sword".

When talking about this set of sword scriptures, the senior sister was very ashamed, she listed this set of sword scriptures as one of the most vicious sword scriptures, and the reason was that its cultivation method was too evil and vicious.

Many of the exercises and techniques in the cultivation world can only be achieved if they are practiced under certain circumstances.

And the specific environment will also increase the power of the corresponding exercises.

For example, the three-grade combat technique Cold Ice Palm, which uses the cold air between heaven and earth to send out the power of the four-grade combat skill in the ice and snow. Practicing the Flame Fist near the lava spewed out by the volcano will also achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Practicing the "Three Corpses Desperate Sword" requires a lot of corpse qi. Especially the corpse gas emanating from the dead.

"If you encounter someone who uses a soft sword in the future, you need to be careful, the moves in front of "Three Corpses Desperate Sword" are not terrible, the most powerful is only the last move, called 'Three Corpses Desperate', which is to stimulate all the corpse qi gathered in the human body to stimulate all the corpse qi guò Xingyuan, this move can't be dodged at all, you can only resist the ......"

Remembering what the senior sister said a few years ago, Mu Yang's brows furrowed even tighter.

At this moment, the battle between Fan Jian and Lu Yi also came to an end.

With a painful scream, Lu Yi clutched his chest and took a few steps back before he could barely stand firm, blood gushed like a fountain along the gap between his fingers, his face was sallow, and he pointed at Fan Jian and wanted to say something, but the voice was quickly stuck by the blood overflowing from his mouth, and then his body softened and fell to the ground.

Lu Yi ...... There is no help. ”

Looking at the blood-dripping soft sword in Fan Jian's hand, Mu Yang said coldly.

"He's dead?"

Ouyang Yuxian looked at Muyang in some surprise.

Mu Yang nodded: "If the sword enters the heart four inches, you will definitely die." ”

At this time, the clergyman who rushed over for treatment turned around and shook his head at Zhuang Yusheng, confirming Muyang's judgment.

There was a sense of amazement around him, this was the first temple disciple to die on the spot on the spot since the start of the ranking tournament.

"I, I didn't stop, why didn't he dodge?"

Fan Jian looked around with a frightened face, his panicked look seemed to be greatly frightened, and finally, like a child who had made a mistake, he looked at Zhuang Yusheng with pleading eyes.

The rules of the ranking tournament are that any means can be used, and the original intention is to stimulate the potential of the participants, as for the possible deaths and injuries are expected in the temple, the role of the surrounding clergy who have practiced healing magic is to avoid casualties as much as possible.

But Fan Jian's shot was too ruthless and fast, in the eyes of most people, his strength was on par with Lu Yi, so there would be a stalemate and attrition, but he didn't expect Lu Yi to be killed like this.

"His sword can obviously be offset by half an inch, or use less strength, but it suddenly strikes in the middle of the way, he is intentional homicide. ”

Donghuang had a gloomy face, stared at Fan Jian and said coldly.

"The rules of the ranking competition are unscrupulous, soldiers are not tired of cheating, Lu Yi is also a cultivator of the Three Realms and Nine Grades, he was confused by the opponent and relaxed his vigilance, this kind of waste, death is death, there is no pity. Quicksand said in an emotionless voice.

Donghuang thought for a while: "That's right, fortunately, that sword was fast, and his death was not painful." ”

Lu Yi's death did not cause much of a stir.

It's just a reminder to many disciples who haven't played yet - ranking matches can kill people, even if there are clergy present.

In the next competition, every disciple who entered the field played a twelve-point spirit, and the process of the competition was decent, basically based on the realm of victory and defeat, and there was no eye-catching scene or a scene where the weak defeated the strong.

The only thing worth mentioning is that among the winners is a man named Fang Xiaohe.

He is a soul master.

He was the only soul master among the forty-five inner temple disciples who entered the tenth level.

His opponent was a star master of the Three Realms and Nine Grades who was admitted to the temple last year.

After the two of them distanced themselves, the star master quickly approached, but as soon as he was halfway through running, he fell under Fang Xiaohe's continuous fire soul technique.

"Han Zhongchuan!"

With Fang Xiaohe's victory, Zhuang Yusheng's voice sounded again.