And he rushed straight to the man, and even if he killed eight hundred enemies, he would lose one thousand and two of his own.

But not everyone has the courage to fight like him.

Before his opponent could react, he neatly unscrewed the man's head.

He burst out laughing a few times, laughing as blood poured out of his mouth, and he couldn't stop it.

"Come again!"

The first day of the competition ended quickly, and the man couldn't hold out for long with his burning blood, and his second opponent easily impaled his body.

Since he started cultivating, he has lived for more than a hundred years, happy to take revenge, slay demons, love and hate.

Before he died, he could change the life of an enemy, so he shouldn't have any regrets.

With all his strength, he turned his head to find the man in the crowd.

He has never spoken, that day he rescued her from the mouth of the demon beast, took her to heal, accompanied her to practice, and then became a Taoist couple, he picked up the red hijab and saw her delicate face...... It was an extremely precious and beautiful moment in his life.

It's a pity that I can't go back.

As the overseers announced the results, the two remaining two on the winning side hugged each other tightly, blood mixed with tears, and the audience shouted one after another.

Some are happy because they have won a big bet, and some are resentful because the competition is too short to see enough and waste the ticket money......

People have their own joys and sorrows, and everything about him is completely drowned out with death.

His Taoist companion didn't stay here to watch this competition at all, the magic weapon they promised her that day had been made, and she couldn't wait to get it, and continued to forge ahead on her own immortal path.

As the opening competition, it was so fierce and bloody, and the faces of Chang Ling and the three of them were not good-looking.

Monks, especially young monks like them, are a little proud and bloody.

In such a fierce and fast brutal competition, can they say the words to admit defeat?

In the next few days, the competition was wonderful.

Most of the players who can stay here are already cultivators of the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, with their respective magic weapons and elixirs, and occasionally use essence blood, there are many attacks that can make the Jindan Realm monks change their color.

Law cultivation, Fu cultivation, sword cultivation, array cultivation......

Each monk took out his own kung fu to press the bottom of the box and fought for his life.

After watching the game for a few days, Chang Ling was also touched a lot.

Compared with these people, they are not only weak in cultivation, but also weak in not having the courage to make a desperate bet.

This is actually a rather fatal weakness in combat.

But change is never so simple, and if they die like this, none of them will be reconciled.

Soon, the day came when it was their turn to compete on stage.

As soon as you walk into the competition venue, you can hear their names one after another.

The tension of the three of them was visible to the naked eye, and in order to ease the atmosphere, Gu Siyu said: "I don't know how many people's net worth we have on us, I went to quietly bet a hundred spirit stones yesterday, that group of people is too blind, our odds are so high." ”

Fu Ning gave him a blank look and said, "Who did you give the spirit stone to?"

Gu Siyu paused, and said curtly: "Half and half, after all, I still have to save in Qingzhou, don't drag my ears, there are so many people watching here!

"Chang Ling, I went to bet ten medium-grade spirit stones, believe you, if you win, please drink. Fu Ning patted Chang Ling's shoulder and said with a smile.

She also seemed to be afraid that talking too much would bring pressure to her friends, so she hurriedly interfered with Gu Siyu and diverted the topic.

Looking at the vivid and vivid two, the corners of Chang Ling's mouth couldn't help but bring a smile.

Be sure to win. She said softly in her heart.

If they lose, they will be the ones who will face danger and harm.

They should always be like this, laughing and laughing all the time.

The three of them walked onto the test stage together, and their opponents were the same three people, still those familiar faces.

It was the three people who had wanted to intercept and kill them in Lingzhou.

"Zhang, Zhang Ya!" Fu Ning's eyes widened, and he shouted fiercely.

"Yo, I really didn't expect that you could break into this round, look at it, the injury is not light. Zhang Ya smiled brightly.

Fu Ning couldn't wait to rush up and punch her smirked face a few times, but Gu Siyu hurriedly lowered her head to soothe her emotions.

Chang Ling's complexion is not good-looking, Zhang Ya is obviously the family to find someone to participate in the competition with her, among the three of them, although the other two middle-aged men have some injuries on their bodies, but the breath is still strong and unfathomable, as for Zhang Ya, it is shown in the previous information that after so many rounds of competition, she has never played.

In the competitions of their group, most of them were a middle-aged man who could penetrate the three of them, and only once did they go to the other, and all three of them died on the test table.

The two monks who didn't know how long they had been immersed in the Contemplation Realm, Rao is Chang Ling, also felt that it was extremely tricky.

The supervisors didn't give them the effort to intensify the conflict, and after the two sides met, the competition was about to begin.

When Chang Ling was about to walk to the center of the test table, Fu Ning whispered in her ear: "The other two can let go of the battle, and Zhang Ya must be left alone, her family elders are still sitting there, causing a lot of death, and the Yuanying Realm monk is angry, and it still ends a little badly." ”

Chang Ling nodded lightly.

Her first opponent was the physical cultivator who was knocked out by Chang Ling that day because she didn't check it for a while.

Chang Ling hadn't seen his moves, but Chang Ling's moves were well analyzed by them.

Double cultivation of sword body, average swordsmanship, extremely strong physique, although there are only monks of the lower grade of the Condensing Realm, the spiritual power reserves are not inferior to those in the Condensing Realm, and the monks of the upper grade have a lot of good things on their bodies.

With the loud announcement of the overseers, the competition officially began.

The big man rushed towards Chang Ling fiercely, for this competition, Zhang Ya also paid a lot of money, the magic robe on his body is a high-grade magic weapon, which can play an excellent defensive role, Chang Ling's sword is not so easy to cut his flesh and skin.

Chang Ling took a deep breath and greeted him with the Yuan Sacrifice Sword.

After avoiding the big man's cannon-like fist, Chang Ling swung his sword and slashed at the big man's shoulder, only to make a crisp sound, and even his robe could not be cut.

As she retracted her sword, the big man's fist was almost in front of her.

Although the weapon is an inch long and an inch strong, in such a fast hand-to-hand combat, especially the opponent's body is like an iron plate, she really can't take any advantage.