490 platforms, at the same time, enter the battle!

This is the first time that there has been a treasure hunting competition of "Treasure Pagoda".

Previously, all the participants had no experience in this kind of competition.

Therefore, on each platform, in response to the existence of the treasure pagoda, the warring disciples have taken their own countermeasures.

Some disciples, at the moment when the battle began, rushed to the treasure tower as soon as possible to get their own weapons and magic weapons.

Some disciples gave up their weapons and magic weapons to rob their opponents.

Others took advantage of the opponent's time to pick up the weapon magic weapon, and immediately launched a sneak attack on the opponent.

Platform 19.

The two sides of the battle were Feng Kuo, a disciple of the Wind Thunder Immortal Pavilion, and Zhou Huan, a disciple of the Netherworld Sacred Pavilion.

That Zhou Huan jumped high towards the treasure tower for the first time and went to pick up his flying sword.

Feng Kuo decisively chose to sneak attack, and when he also jumped up, he released a ruthless palm force towards that Zhou Huan!

Boom!

Zhou Huan was in the palm of his abdomen, his lower abdomen was deeply dented, and he spurted a mouthful of blood.

But at the same time, Zhou Huan also successfully picked up his own medium-grade treasure flying sword, and slashed a terrifying sword at Feng Kuo with his backhand!

With medium-grade treasures in hand, the combat effectiveness has been greatly improved!

That Feng Kuo was caught off guard, and in an instant, he was slapped by a sword and cut in half on the spot!

Platform 19, the battle is over!

Winner, Netherworld Pavilion, Zhou Huan!

The entire Tenglong Dojo was full of exclamations.

"I'm grass, this battle is over too soon!"

"The nineteenth platform, from the beginning of the battle to the end, there is only a total of two breaths!"

All the Inner Sect monks were stunned.

The addition of the treasure hunting link made the Daotai competition seem to have become more cruel.

Killing first or grabbing the treasure first is a difficult dilemma.

But this problem, in the battle of the Ancient Secret Realm Treasure Hunt, is real, and it is being staged all the time.

Immediately after that, platform No. 45, platform 122, platform 139, platform 195......

Each platform, one after another, quickly end the battle!

In just five breaths, there were a total of nineteen Dao platforms, and the winners and losers were divided.

The battle ended faster than anyone could have imagined.

Platform 7.

Luo Fu, along with Wang Zhonghai, also witnessed the tragic status quo of other Daotai.

For a while, Wang Zhonghai's brows tightened, and he quickly shot his vigilant gaze towards Luo Fu.

He quickly weighed in his heart whether to pick up his flying sword first, or fight directly with Luo Fu with his bare hands.

After all, Luo Fu did not hang any magic weapons.

At this moment, Luo Fu on the opposite side looked breezy and calm, and seemed to have no movement.

Wang Zhonghai smiled and licked his lips: "Luo Fu, Lao Tzu knows what the hell you are thinking." ”

"You want to take advantage of Lao Tzu to pick up the flying sword, so you can secretly ......"

"Huh!?"

Call!

A scene that surprised everyone appeared.

On the seventh platform, Na Luo Fu actually directly swung a palm force and knocked the flying sword hanging on the treasure tower away.

And after the flying sword was knocked away, it flew straight towards Wang Zhonghai.

Wang Zhonghai was caught off guard, and subconsciously, he hurriedly took his flying sword in his hand.

He stared at Luo Fu in a daze, and he couldn't react for a while.

Luo Fu? Took the initiative to give the flying sword to Wang Zhonghai!?

On the other side, Luo Fu was expressionless, staring at Wang Zhonghai with calm eyes: "Satisfied?" ”

Wang Zhonghai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Stinky comparison, dare not put Lao Tzu in his eyes!" ”

"Lao Tzu will definitely cut off your arms and legs first, and then force you to tell the full attribute Danpu!"

"Sub-Immortal Level, Phaseless Beast Immortal Recipe - Sixth Layer, Night Leopard Tearing the Moon!"

The Phaseless Beast Pavilion, the twelfth strongest disciple, Wang Zhonghai, immediately released the power of the Emperor-level illusion, the power of the Emperor-level beast!

The two emperors are immortals!

The power of the immortal level attributes, coupled with the extremely high realm of the palace soul consummation.

In an instant, the power of the two attributes of the phantom beast was wildly permeating the seventh Dao platform!

In the power of that dreamlike attribute, a black silhouette quickly condensed.

Wang Zhonghai saw the opportunity, and immediately slashed out a hundred zhang sword in the direction of Luo Fu!

Roar!

A black night leopard with a pitch-black body and a body length of ten zhang suddenly sprinted out and grabbed the sword in one bite!

That night leopard, the posture is vigorous, and the muscle lines of the whole body are extremely smooth and solid.

It moved like lightning, and immediately sprinted towards Luo Fu in a roundabout way, and the trajectory of the flight was in a "Z" shape.

Moreover, every time the leopard sprinted that night, it was as fast as lightning, like a black lightning, galloping on the platform, constantly approaching Luo Fu.

"What a speed!"

"That's the Phaseless Beast Pavilion, is it the Immortal Rank Exercise, it's too strong!"

"I've never seen such a speed!"

"I've seen the Saint Rank Town Sect Technique of the Phaseless Beast Pavilion before, and the condensed phantom beasts are as fast as afterimages, but compared to the current Immortal Rank Sect condensed phantom beasts, that speed is simply not worth mentioning!"

"Grass, how did you see that phantom beast? I can only see black lightning, sprinting back and forth! ”

"Hiss......"

The power of the Yaxian level exercises frightened a large number of disciples and audiences.

The disciples of the Palace Soul Great Perfection could only see the outline of the night leopard in a trance.

The disciples below the Palace Soul Great Perfection couldn't even see the outline of the night leopard, they could only see black lightning shuttling rapidly!

"Oops!" Concubine Nangong was anxious, she stared at Luo Fu on the seventh platform, and said eagerly: "Luo Fu has not cultivated the sub-immortal level exercises at all!" ”

The elders of the four arts were also shocked: "It's broken, it's bad, I know that the Yaxian level exercises are very strong, but I didn't expect it to be so strong!" ”

"I thought that Luo Fu still had the strength to fight, but now it seems that Luo Fu can't even see the opponent's attack clearly!"

"Luo Fu, don't be reckless, admit defeat quickly!"

On the seventh platform.

That night leopard, as fast as lightning flash, leopard mouth with a sword in its mouth, like lightning rush.

Every time he sprinted, the sword in his mouth slashed through a spatial crack with a snort!

The sword mang, which is also the exercise in the immortal recipe of the phaseless beast, is a sword move used to cooperate with the phantom beast!

The Immortal Rank Sword Mang, which is a hundred times stronger than the ordinary Sword Mang, can easily cut through the space.

Shout!

Shout!

Shout!

Between a few tossing and turning, the phantom beast night leopard was only twenty zhang away from Luo Fu!

And its strange and circuitous route of progress is precisely to make Luo Fu unable to effectively dodge, let alone fight back against the night leopard.

If you can't see the trace of your opponent, how to turn the tables!

"Hahaha, Luo Fu, let's catch it!" Wang Zhonghai, laughing wildly!

Opposite side.

Luo Fu's expression was extremely calm, and a pair of starry eyes stared straight at Wang Zhonghai.

His eyes didn't move, which means that he didn't search for the track of the leopard that night at all!

Well, Luo Fu nodded silently.

It seems that the sub-immortal rank exercises sent back by Elder Mo Wentian have indeed greatly improved the strength of the disciples of the Inner Sect.

Today's inner sect powerhouses are no longer the same as in the past.

But......

Those who have improved in their exercises are by no means the only disciples of the Inner Sect.

Luo Fu's exercises have also improved, and they have improved even more!

"Oh no, Luo Fu is motionless, why is he still in a daze, he must not be able to see the movements of the night leopard, and he can't even see where the night leopard is!" Wandao Divine Source Pavilion, Chief Luo Yusheng, was in a hurry.

"If Luo Fu dies in the Inner Sect Dabi, Gaozu and his old man will definitely not spare me!"

"Luo Fu, get moving!" Luo Yusheng was so anxious that he even stood up and shouted loudly, regardless of his identity: "Admit defeat quickly!" ”

The next moment!

That night leopard has arrived in front of Luo Fu!

But when he saw a black lightning bolt with a terrifying sword in his mouth, he instantly arrived at the distance of Luo Fu!

Fifty-four Thousand Thousand Techniques Qiankun Pavilion disciples, some people screamed in panic, and some female disciples were already covering their eyes, and they couldn't bear to see Luo Fu's miserable end.

Tremble in the balance!

Just a stone's throw away!

100,000 urgent!

Luo Fu is still calm.

But see, a snow-white slender palm was raised lightly.

The five fingers of the palm and the finger belly of the hand accurately buckled the forehead of the night leopard with an incomparably accurate distance.

Follow, palm, fall!

Finger belly drop, palm follow, force!

Nine Heavens - Devouring the Divine Body!

Rumble!

The night leopard, which was as fast as black lightning, was pressed on the head by Luo Fu and slapped heavily on the platform!

The terrifying strength made the entire Dao platform tremble!

It is necessary to know that the Dao platform of the inner sect is a hundred times harder than the Dao platform of the outer sect!

It can be seen how amazing the downward pressure of Luo Fu's palm is.

With the roar of the platform, the night leopard's head was pressed to the ground by the power of ten thousand jun!

The sudden oppressive force made the night leopard, which was running wildly, "nailed" its head to the ground of the platform, and the black body with beautiful lines was raised high due to inertia.

Even, due to the excessive pressure on his forehead, the night leopard's mouth with a sword in his mouth was also closed by the force of the slap, and even the night leopard's teeth were shattered!

A sword ray, accompanied by the strong closing of the leopard's teeth, was bitten off by the night leopard itself with a bang!

The Tenglong Dojo is quiet.

"What!?" On Wan Zhonghai's face, the playful expression of the previous moment immediately turned into shock.

His pupils contracted, and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, the scene of the night leopard being pressed to the ground by Luo Fu and unable to move, and exclaimed: "You ......"

"You, how could you possibly see the speed of my Phantom Beast Night Leopard?"

"Where did you get the strength to hold my night leopard to the ground!?"

Everyone was stupid.

A moment ago, Luo Fu, who was determined to die.

The next moment, with such a strong and fierce attitude, he pressed the night leopard to death on the platform!

What's even more amazing is that from beginning to end, Luo Fu's eyes have never looked for the trajectory of the leopard that night!

His gaze remained level, never drifting for a moment, completely oblivious to the presence of the night leopard.

On the seventh platform.

The phantom beast night leopard, which was vigorously slapped, slowly collapsed, turning into the power of the beast in the sky, the light spot of the phantom power.

However, in the face of Wang Zhonghai's shocked and inexplicable questioning, Luo Fu did not answer a word.

Sub-immortal level exercises, only practiced to the sixth level?

He didn't even have the qualifications to see Luo Fu's Heavenly Divine Technique.

Luo Fu looked at Wang Zhonghai indifferently and said lightly: "You are proud of your speed?" ”

As he spoke, Luo Fu made a move with his right hand, and with a wisp of strong wind, he copied the half-truncated sword in his hand.

"It is indeed the sword rays of the Yaxian level exercises, and the sword rays are broken, and they have not dissipated so far."

Luo Fu nodded slightly, and then he did.

Shout!

Luo Fu, who was holding half of the sword, disappeared on the spot!

On the other side, Wang Zhonghai was shocked, and a pair of frightened pupils looked around, trying to find Luo Fu's traces.

Can be in the next moment.

Whew!

One sword, four consecutive slashes!

The four spatial cracks that were cut by the sword appeared almost at the same time, Wang Zhonghai's shoulders and thighs!

Wang Zhonghai, his pupils dilated suddenly, his mouth opened slightly, and a mouthful of red blood coughed out.

Arms, shoulder-to-shoulder!

Both legs are broken together!

Boom.

Wang Zhonghai lost the support of his limbs, leaving only his torso, and fell on the platform.

His eyes were full of bloodshot, and his face was full of fear of death: "Luo Fu! Stop, I'm ......."

Laugh at!

Another flash of the sword!

This time, the spatial crack that was cut by the sword appeared at Wang Zhonghai's throat.

In the next moment, Wang Zhonghai's body was in a different place.

Luo Fu shook his hand and threw away half of the sword, and walked down the platform without looking back.

When he came to the edge of the platform, Luo Fu's footsteps stopped, and a pair of bland starry eyes swept across the eight chiefs.

In the stunned gaze of countless people.

Luo Fu faced the Eight Chiefs and said lightly: "You can let more beloved disciples come and send them to death." ”

"I'll take it all."