Liu Zhaofeng pointed to a person and said, "You come to draw lots first." ”

The disciple who was pointed out was the lowest cultivation among the eight people, although he was also the fourth level of Qi cultivation, but his spiritual power was obviously not as strong as Han Leng's, and it was estimated that Han Leng was the most confident to defeat among the eight people.

This person is a disciple of the War Spirit Branch, and his name is Li Lin. He was brought in to make up the numbers, and the freshmen of the same level were all competing for the resources of their branches, and only Li Lin came to Xuanling to get a piece of the pie. Xuan Ling's resources were all allocated for the Golden Light Technique, and naturally there would be many materials that he couldn't use.

Li Lin stepped forward, first saluted respectfully, and then put his hand into the bamboo tube, and casually took out a bamboo skewer and held it in the palm of his hand.

Liu Zhaofeng's expression changed slightly, he already knew that Li Lin had taken away the No. 4 lot, and this person with the lowest cultivation was undoubtedly the best stepping stone for others to win. I saw Liu Zhaofeng look at a young man with slightly long hair among the seven people and said, "Zhao Yu, it's time for you to draw lots." ”

This person named Zhao Yu immediately had a bright smile on his face, he was a puppet spirit branch, and his father was a rich man in a certain town, and his family was rich. As early as before the start of the martial arts, he inquired that Liu Zhaofeng was presiding over the competition, and then he spent a lot of money to get through this relationship. Liu Zhaofeng said that he would choose a relatively weak opponent for Zhao Yu to help him achieve the top three results, Zhao Yu only wanted a ranking, and as for the top three rewards, he would send them to Liu Zhaofeng's pocket.

Zhao Yu walked over and put his hand into the bamboo tube, a bamboo stick jumped directly into his hand, he held the bamboo stick tightly and pulled out the bamboo tube, and the smug smile on his face was like a blooming flower.

The draw of the next few people was very ordinary, Han Leng drew the number two, his opponent was Qin Mu from the War Spirit, and his cultivation was in the middle of the fourth layer of Qi training. Han Leng was a cultivator in the early stage of the fourth layer of Qi training, but because of the Xuanyu Sword stored in the Dantian Spirit Sea, the so-called people raised swords and sword people, his spiritual power strength was actually comparable to that of people at the peak of the fourth layer of Qi training.

After the draw was completed, the two people who signed the No. 1 lottery stayed in the ring and started the competition, and the rest of the people jumped out of the ring, Han Leng was still shocked when he jumped from the ring, he was still shocked into a cold sweat, this is too high, fortunately, with the blessing of spiritual power, he was not injured.

Han Leng walked to Qi Wen's side and whispered, "That Zhao Yu has something to do with the invigilator. ”

Qi Wen said disapprerovingly: "This kind of thing happens every year, I'm used to it, fortunately, your opponent is not the puppet spirit's person, it is said that the puppet spirit disciple practices the most weird ghost control technique, and can control the lonely soul and wild ghost to attack others." ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Leng's face changed, isn't this an immortal cultivation sect, how can there be such a vicious spell. He looked at the two people in the ring, one of them was thin, with a yellow face and thin muscles, as if he couldn't eat enough all day, this little man was the puppet spirit disciple that Qi Wen said, from his appearance, it could be seen that the ghost magic had a great impact on people, his eyes were deep-set, and his eyes were dull like a dead man.

"The puppet spirit is like this, because the spells they practice are all to control the soul, so it makes people think that they are like evil demons, but in fact, the souls cultivated by the puppet spirits are all beheaded for serious crimes, and none of them are wronged souls. Moreover, the soul refining of the puppet spirit can be used to deal with the evil sect that also refines the soul of the living. Qi Wen seemed to see the doubts in Han Leng's heart, so he explained.

Han Leng nodded, if the puppet spirit was really an evil sect, I am afraid that it would have been attacked by other sects a long time ago.

Looking at the two people in the ring again, the thin puppet spirit disciple spoke first, his voice was very hoarse, like the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves in the middle of the night.

"Under the puppet spirit disciple Zhou Longjin, please give advice. ”

Opposite Zhou Longjin was a strong man, wearing a short shirt on his upper body, and the muscles on his two bare shoulders were bulging, spreading all the way to his forearms, as if he was coiled with a dragon, this person was a martial arts master when he didn't worship the Xuanling Sect.

"War Spirit Zhai Xinghe, please!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhai Xinghe took the lead in making a move, only to see bursts of golden light flash on his arm, and his feet kicked his body the ground and bounced up, like an arrow shot from a full bow, extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhou Longjin, and his fist was full of golden light, and it blasted towards Zhou Longjin.

Ordinary people can't avoid it at this juncture, but Zhou Longjin is unusually calm, and there is not even nervousness in his dark pupils.

Zhou Longjin, who was so calm, made Zhai Xinghe feel confused, the power of his punch could kill a cow at least, let alone Zhou Longjin's small body.

Seeing that a punch was about to hit Zhou Longjin's body, everyone in the ring sweated for Zhou Longjin, and even Han Leng couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't Zhou Longjin hide?"

Qi Wen said: "He has a countermeasure. ”

Zhai Xinghe, who originally thought that he would end the game with one punch, suddenly had a trace of fear in his heart, he hurriedly stopped his attacking fist, and then quickly condensed three layers of protective golden light in front of him.

At this time, Zhou Longjin smiled and said, "You are still a little smart." ”

Before the voice fell, I saw that not far in front of the place where Zhou Longjin stepped on it, a skeleton surrounded by black gas suddenly drilled out, this skeleton exuded an aura that made the qi cultivator fearful, as soon as he appeared, he rushed towards Zhai Xinghe, and the sharp white bone claws directly grabbed Zhai Xinghe's protective golden light, Zhai Xinghe's face changed, and he took a few steps back, but the skeleton chased after him, and if he retreated, he would fall out of the ring and lose the game.

There was no way to retreat, Zhai Xinghe resisted hard, and the golden light of the protective body was like a rag under the white bone claws, and it was shattered in two clicks.

The strength of this skeleton is not trivial, Zhai Xinghe has no golden light to protect his body, he can only do it first, he sacrificed his magic weapon streamer sword, and instantly poured his own spiritual power into the sword, the sword body flashed with golden light, and swung the sword against the white bone claw, with a sonorous sound, sparks splashed.

The skeleton's claws didn't even leave a trace, but Zhai Xinghe's arm was numb from the shock, and Zhou Longjin on the side suddenly trembled when the skeleton was hit by the sword, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, which he wiped away with his hand.

"I see, if you don't want to get seriously injured, you can take the skeleton back yourself. Zhai Xinghe licked his lips, and the streamer sword in his hand tightened.

"Take me a sword!"

Zhai Xinghe roared, jumped up, the long sword in his hand suddenly shone with golden light, and slashed at the skeleton's head with the momentum of falling, the skeleton crossed the two white bone arms, and the black qi all over his body was concentrated on the arm, and then raised up to catch Zhai Xinghe's slash.

With a bang, the ground under the skeleton's feet suddenly flew up, and the white bone soles sank into the ground by more than two inches, Zhai Xinghe's eyes were full of pride, the black qi on the skeleton's body was consumed a lot, and his spiritual power was still sufficient.

"You admit defeat, I'm afraid that you won't be able to bear it if you fight again. Zhai Xinghe looked back at Zhou Longjin and reminded kindly.

Zhou Longjin's face was pale, and the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed out again, but he didn't intend to admit defeat, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and pointed in the direction of Zhai Xinghe, Zhai Xinghe was frightened by this inexplicable action, could it be that this little man still has a trick?

Really let Zhai Xinghe guess correctly, as Zhou Longjin, who has a talent for cultivating ghost control in the puppet spirit, naturally there will not be only one puppet, and a blood-red circle of light condensed in the air where the blood finger pointed, and a breath that made the old disciples present tremble was released from this circle.