This battle was relatively easy, and the most important thing was that He Ping was not injured. Unlike the last game, he returned to the cave, swallowed a pill, and slowly refined it before the wounds on his body recovered.

The competition in the square was in full swing. At this time, there are only a few hundred disciples left who can enter the next round, and most of them have been eliminated, as long as they are not too seriously injured, they must go back to their residences to recuperate, and everyone has no pressure, gather around, and watch the game.

These battles are exciting, in addition to being enjoyable, you can also let yourself learn combat experience, and the disciples naturally refuse to let go.

The square was full of people and cheers.

He Ping had just left the battle array, and another pair of players had already entered.

The light shield of the magic circle lit up again, and it was still a stone field, but it was slightly different from when He Ping entered.

He Ping was about to leave, but his heart suddenly moved, and a corner in the circle, far away, attracted He Ping's attention.

There was a bauhinia there, a little unusually tall, on this kind of stone ground, there shouldn't be such a tall plant, let alone this kind of shrub that didn't grow tall in the first place? Could it be the place where he just fought? It seems that the scene in the circle is not simulated, it should be real. That's not what he needs to care about right now, though.

He Ping walked through the crowd step by step.

In front of them were two Fire Spirit Root Cultivators fighting the Fa, and they were attacking with the Fire Bullet Technique.

The firebombs were like cannonballs, constantly flying to the opposite side, booming, and constantly exploding on the opponent's shield. These two guys fought so hard that they didn't even put a high-level spell.

A moment later, an even more shocking scene appeared, the two of them were like mortals, holding swords in their hands, and slashing each other face to face.

He Ping shook his head, no wonder there are few viewers here, these two guys are too bad. What he didn't know was that these two monks had been fighting for a long time, and the two had the same spiritual root and almost the same spell, and after a fight, he found that his spells could be blocked by the other party, and they could hardly hurt each other.

As a result, their battle turned into a protracted battle to see who had the most mana and who had the better physical skills.

In front of it is the zero field, the so-called star field.

There was a large circle of people around Arena Zero, and just now, there was a deafening cheer here, but now it is quieter.

"Red 10 Spirit Stones!"

"I'll buy 5 pieces of blue!"

Someone was secretly gambling.

The most exaggerated thing is that a small high platform was erected next to the arena, where more than 20 seniors in the foundation building period were sitting there, sipping spiritual tea and watching the game.

"This senior brother, borrowed, the blue-clothed nun is my girlfriend!"

A tall and slender man, but not rough, with distinct facial features like carvings, and an unusually handsome man, smiled and said.

"The blood-spewing beauty in red is still the lover of my dreams! Don't say there are any, line up behind!"

A monk with a slightly chubby figure and a round face said unceremoniously.

"Nephew He, come over and talk about it!"

Uncle Yu's eyes are very sharp, and He Ping has not yet entered the crowd, and he has already been discovered by him.

I don't know who the so-called star monks are, He Pingzheng wants to take a look.

"This brother, can you give way?" He Ping said politely.

"Why? You can't be anyone's boyfriend too, right? I've heard a lot of such words, please change the reason!"

The man in front of him was more than two meters tall, with knotted muscles and short hair more than an inch long, standing upright, turning his head, his face was pitted, and he looked hideous, but he spoke politely.

"Uncle Yu called me!"

Just now, there was indeed a fat man beckoning to this side, and shouted, the hideous-looking man thought that it was the senior brother of the inner door, but he didn't expect it to be this guy.

"You're not trying to get into the mix, are you?" said the hideous man.

He Ping waved his hand at Uncle Yu: "Uncle Yu, I'm here!"

"Hurry up, kid, the game will start soon!"

He Ping actually came to the high platform and mixed a seat.

At this moment, the formation has been opened, and the two beauties who are in the spotlight have entered the magic circle.

The blue sky is full of white clouds.

The grass is all over the ground, and the flowers are strange, like stars.

On the grass, a woman in a short red dress stood in the wind. The white jade-like melon seed face, the eyebrows are picturesque, the face is like heaven, the long willow eyebrows are shallowly raised, showing pride and uninhibited; the crystal clear ink eyes, the brilliant and clear, the clear and dust-free eyes, the agility is extremely moving; under the beautiful and small nose, the beautiful scarlet lips are ruddy and gorgeous; the delicate and proud posture is faintly visible.

The woman opposite was wearing a pale yellow dress, with black and bright hair, hanging down her shoulders, a little blurry and dreamy. A delicate and delicate goose egg face, a forehead that is neither wide nor narrow, and under the slender and slender eyebrows, there is a pure black whirlpool, as if it will be sucked in if you are not careful. In the quiet and clear eyes, with shallow softness, warm light, slim posture, coupled with beautiful and lovely faces, it is even more exciting, not glamorous, but it has an elegant and indifferent bearing, with a delicate and shy beauty, which is soul-stirring and pitiful.

The green grass is knee-high, the breeze blows, and the green grass undulates like waves.

In the blue sky and green grass, two women's skirts fluttered, forming a beautiful picture.

"Uncle Yu, how do you have time to see beautiful women?" He Ping said in a low voice.

"Lewd!"

Uncle Yu had a straight face, looking righteous and righteous. However, as soon as the words fell, a low voice appeared in He Ping's ears: "If you have to choose, which one do you choose?"

"Can I not choose it?"

Uncle Yu smiled and quietly gave a thumbs up.

He Ping just doesn't want to do boring multiple-choice questions, Uncle Yu's guy is too obscene, I don't know what mess is in my heart, saying that these two beauties, one is blood-spurting, and the other is as warm as jade, it seems that it is really difficult to choose.

The fight has begun.

The red-clothed female cultivator raised her jade fingers lightly, and a small golden sword appeared out of thin air, floating in the air. With a flick of her wrist, she flicked her pinched middle finger, and with a whoosh, the small golden sword shot out like a sharp arrow, hitting the center of the yellow-clothed nun's eyebrows.

With a slight touch of the slender fingers of the yellow-clothed nun in yellow, a bright red hammer rose up and met the little sword.

Ding, the impact was not loud, but there were clusters of fire.

On the grass, the surging green grass was violently pressed down, turning into a circle of turquoise ripples, centered on the impact point, spreading out in all directions.

"Uncle Yu, these two women are so good!"

He Ping was a little strange, why didn't he see these masters when he was selected in the secret realm?

"Of course, the woman in yellow is called Liu Ruyan, the fourth in the outer door, and the woman in red is called Nie Yan, and the outer door is fifth. ”

None of these people participated in the Blood Sand Secret Realm, thinking that it was because they had already joined the Inner Gate, who would be willing to go to the Blood Sand Secret Realm to die?

The battle between Nie Yan and Liu Ruyan is still ongoing.

Nie Yan pinched the magic trick, and the flying sword was divided into two, two into four, and four into eight.

Eight flying swords circled around Liu Ruyan, stabbing at Liu Ruyan from eight directions.

When the flying sword split, Liu Ruyanyu's hand flipped over, and a small crystal shield appeared in his hand, and the small shield turned slightly, instantly turning into eight.

Eight small shields suddenly flew up, quickly grew larger, and protected Liu Ruyan's surroundings. The eight enlarged crystal shields rotated rapidly, gradually blurring, and became faint phantoms.

Ding ding, the flying sword slammed into the phantom, bounced away, and froze in the air.

Liu Ruyan waved his arm and shouted: "Whirlwind Hammer!"

The red hammer with the remnant of the Dao came to the top of Nie Yan's head at once, spinning and striking down.

Nie Yan silently recited the mantra, and a piece of white brocade suddenly rose and protected it above her head.

The small hammer struck on the handkerchief, and with a soft pop, it was a strong spiritual power fluctuation.

Affected by the impact of spiritual power, Nie Yan's body shook slightly.

Nie Yan bit her silver teeth, and then pinched the magic trick, and the eight small swords merged into one, and quickly became larger, and after a while, it turned into a golden giant sword more than two zhang long.

Nie Yan's palm lifted and pressed down sharply. The golden giant sword lifted with Nie Yan's palm, and then slashed down as well.

Boom –

A ravine more than half a foot wide and several feet deep was left in the meadow.

The willow smoke seemed to be blown up by the breeze, fluttering lightly, like catkins, falling on the grass not far away.

Seeing that the blow missed, Nie Yan turned her wrist and slashed horizontally with the golden giant sword, directly hitting Liu Ruyan's slender waist.

Liu Ruyan's body was faster, like a wisp of light smoke, floating close to the sword surface.

Dodging Nie Yan's giant sword, Liu Ruyan tapped the small hammer, and a red light shot out, and the small hammer turned into a palm-sized red bird.

The little bird flapped its wings, snapped, and landed on Jinpa, and with a light peck from its small beak, it actually pecked Jinpa into a small hole.

Nie Yan was startled, the golden giant sword suddenly became smaller, and with a whoosh, he returned to the front of him and slashed towards the red bird.

For the flying little sword, the little bird Ling Ran was not afraid, stretched forward with both paws, and grabbed the little sword.

Nie Yan sneered, snapped her fingers, and the little sword suddenly split into three, the two small swords were grabbed by the little bird, but the third small sword pierced into the little bird's abdomen.

The bird screamed and turned into a red hammer again.

Liu Ruyan's face turned pale, as if he had been eaten by some spells.

Liu Ruyan pinched the law continuously, and the power of flames surged.

"Fire Serpent Flurry!"

Clusters of flames jumped, entangled, and rushed towards Nie Yan. When they arrived at Nie Yan's side, these flames turned into lines of fire, flying up and down, encircling Nie Yan in the middle.

Nie Yan wrapped her arms around her, threw her downward, and suddenly burst out from the surrounding golden shield, and with a bang, the golden shield shattered, and the flames were blown up in all directions.

Nie Yanyu pointed a point, and the golden flying sword swooped down from the air, piercing Liu Ruyan's chest

At the same time, Nie Yan pinched the spell again, and a huge silver dart appeared in front of her.

The dart spun rapidly, and with a whoosh, slashed towards Liu Ruyan's waist.

The flying sword struck on the phantom in front of Liu Ruyan, and with a snap, the phantom shook for a while, and finally resisted the attack of the golden flying sword.

The power of the dart was amazing, Liu Ruyan didn't dare to use the crystal shield to resist, and recited the magic trick to block the small hammer in front of him.

With a bang, the dart and the small hammer collided together, and with the huge fluctuation of spiritual power, Liu Ruyan was shocked back a step.