In the shouts of everyone, a long whistle was suddenly heard, the whistle was thick and powerful, almost overpowering the sound of the bell, and in the shouts of hundreds of people, it reverberated clearly.

I saw a man in purple clothes floating down, just standing on the edge of the pillar, like catkins, gently swaying in the wind, looking extremely elegant.

The man, with his eyebrows like a sharp sword and his face like a crown, was sprinkled with dust, and he had no appearance of demonic evil.

As if he was deliberately showing off, a thick True Yuan erupted from all over his body, and the entire pillar seemed to be trembling faintly, which showed that his strength was extraordinary.

At this moment, a female scream sounded from the audience, and it seemed that this person had a high reputation among the female disciples.

Liu Yu's eyes lit up, looked at Xiao Qiushui beside him, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, it seems that you have a descendant." ”

Zhou Jiuhui on the side was slightly stunned, and then suddenly it was suddenly similar to Xiao Qiushui's elegant dust.

But it seems that the man in purple has a bit of the temperament of a rich son.

Xiao Qiushui had a smile on the corner of his mouth, his expression was indifferent, and he said: "This person's name is Zheng Yijian, he is a senior disciple of Yi Changfeng of the Blood Devouring Sect, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Psychic Realm, but in this game, the outcome has already become a certainty, but there is nothing to look forward to!"

"Why?" Lan Jun pouted and looked at Xiao Qiushui with a questioning expression.

Lan Aojun stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "Because his opponent is a disciple of Xiao Yuan of the Netherworld, Wu Yifan, known as the 'Walking Dead'!"

"The Walking Dead?...... Hmph, it doesn't sound very good, boring competition, what's there to see. Zhou Jiuhui lazily climbed on the side of the pillar and said with a haha.

Lan Aojun didn't bother to pay attention to this bastard, he had never even believed that he was the reincarnation of some Supreme Jiuhui.

Suddenly, an extremely gloomy demonic aura swept across the audience with an oppressive momentum, almost disturbing the aura in Zheng Yijian's body.

The two true elements, in the air, rubbed violently, faintly emitting a cracking sound, extremely harsh!

At this moment, a black shadow, like a ghost, appeared in the center of the pillar, bent over like a sixty-year-old man, and his black robe was already in rags!

The man slowly raised his head, and it seemed that every movement was abnormally slow!

I saw him, his eyes widened with two different sizes, the scar on his face twitched faintly, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's start!"

Its voice, like a night owl, is hoarse and chilling!

And Zheng Yijian listened to it in his ears, like a steel cone stinging, and his brain was buzzing.

Zheng Yijian's purple clothes were shocked, and he felt a sense of disgust for the man in front of him, who could be described as terrifying, and he didn't want to answer at all.

Instead, with a wave of his hand, a purple long sword exuding amethyst brilliance had already appeared in his hand.

Wu Yifan sneered and walked towards him step by step!

Although the steps were slow, there was a feeling of extreme heaviness, which made the entire pillar tremble faintly.

Suddenly, Zheng Yijian took a step back, and the amethyst long sword had already been sacrificed by him, and it was in front of him, and a powerful True Yuan aura suddenly swept the spot!

Li Jiangxiong frowned and said, "Demon Yuan Spirit Treasure! This should be a low-grade blade at the spirit weapon level." ”

The so-called Demon Yuan Spirit Treasure is the blade level of the cultivation lineage!

Among them, the treasure weapon is the lowest, as long as it reaches the realm of true martial arts, it can be refined by itself, and the materials required for it are only average.

However, spiritual weapons are a bit rare, and they need to be cultivated to a profound cultivator to succeed, and the probability of failure is also quite large.

As for the Yuan and Demon Weapons, they need two important conditions, one is to cultivate to the top level, just like Lan Aojun's master, and the other is an extremely rare heaven and earth treasure.

If it is practiced by the righteous path method, it is called a yuan weapon, and if it is practiced by the evil path method, it is a demon weapon.

All sacrificial weapons are divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.

However, in addition to the Demon Yuan Spirit Treasure, there is also an absolutely powerful weapon called the "Immortal Weapon"!

And the immortal weapon is divided into the real immortal weapon and the secondary immortal weapon!

Almost in the entire Eastern Wilderness Continent, there is no heavenly treasure that can be sacrificed to refine an immortal weapon, and there is no one who can completely refine it.

And the "Konjac Heavenly Spirit" is an extraterrestrial meteorite that fell on the Yagami Continent, but it was unexpectedly obtained by the little devil Lan Jun!

It's just that even Lan Aojun has no way to perfect the rare talent of the sacrifice!

Although, in the end, it was a successful sacrifice, but even if it exerts its full strength, it is only on par with the inferior magic weapons!

But for the sake of his precious daughter, he doesn't care what it means to be tyrannical!

......

The purple light suddenly appeared, enveloping the evil qi true element in Zheng Yijian's body, and transformed into an extremely sharp arc of light, shooting out suddenly, almost tearing the void and emitting a piercing sound of breaking the sky!

Wu Yifan didn't act immediately, every movement he made became extremely slow, his eyes were dull, and the whole person was really like a walking corpse.

Suddenly, a black scimitar glowing with blood suddenly appeared in front of him.

I saw the scimitar turn sharply, and the cold light of the sharp blade loomed, directly facing the purple arc of light!

The voices from the audience suddenly shouted in unison, but they seemed to be inclined to Zheng Yijian's too many disciples, and they were all sopranos, which directly suppressed the formation of the Netherworld.

There was a loud bang, like a thunderclap in mid-air, causing everyone to cover their ears, but in their minds, there was still a buzzing sound.

"Zheng Yijian's strength is only at the peak of the Psychic Realm, but Wu Yifan has reached the middle stage of the True Martial Realm, and the difference in strength is clear at a glance, Zheng Yijian will definitely be defeated. ”

Xiao Qiushui seemed to look through the results of the competition at a glance, his expression was indifferent, and his expression did not fluctuate at all.

Lan Jun snorted coldly and said with a sneer: "It turns out that this little white-faced cultivator is not as good as mine, he had better not come to me, otherwise I won't be able to pass on the incense to his ancestors......"

Lan Aojun frowned, and said in a low voice: "Girl, you are also my Lan Aojun's daughter, can you restrain this kind of nonsense?"

However, Lan Jun didn't pay attention to him, just made a grimace at him, and then played with Zhou Jiuhui.

All that was left was Lan Aojun's helpless sigh!

......

After the confrontation between the two, Wu Yifan still didn't move, and there was always a terrifying sneer on his face!

However, Zheng Yijian seemed to have been hit hard, and took three or four steps back before he could barely stabilize his body, his face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he was panting like a cow.

Downstairs, Xiao Yuan didn't seem to be happy because Wu Yifan had the upper hand, and his cold and proud look was like ice and snow that would not melt for thousands of years.

Yi Changfeng's eyes narrowed, and a trace of anger flashed between his eyebrows, but soon, he disappeared without a trace, just looking at the scene on the field with an indifferent expression.

On the stage, due to the violent fluctuations of the true element, a puff of dust was raised!

However, before the haze dissipated, Zheng Yijian actually didn't stop, with a loud roar in his throat, the amethyst long sword pierced through the air, like a bamboo!

A few dull and hoarse cracking sounds suddenly rang out, and the entire pillar, like a deep purple sun rising, was incomparably dazzling and could not be forced.

At this moment, the evil aura of the entire pillar seemed to be driven by him, dancing like a mad demon.

"Wow...... This kid doesn't want to die!" Although Zhou Jiuhui had only been in contact with the Demon Dao Evil Law for a short time, he could also feel that Zheng Yijian seemed to know that Wu Yifan in front of him was much higher than him in terms of cultivation, so he simply exhausted all the true elements to strike a life-breaking blow.

Liu Yu sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "I thought that this guy was the most like you, but it seems that he is a fool who can't use his brain." ”

Xiao Qiushui said with a smile: "It seems that the victory or defeat in the first game is the most important to this kind of face-loving son! He doesn't want to lose to a walking corpse as soon as he starts...... However, this kind of life-breaking method that does not hesitate to lose the true element is indeed not very wise!"

"Darkness, it's too dark...... Zhou Jiuhui thought to himself.

Now he is ready to raise the flag and surrender, anyway, destroying the reputation of Tianzemen is what he wants to do the most!

It is estimated that Lan Aojun, who has been cheeky for six hundred years, will not care about him doing this.