In the eyes of low-level martial artists, Ji Chuan was like a god and demon possessing the heavens and devouring the earth, shocking the audience.

The crimson blade fell in front of Ji Chuan, and several scattered cultivators who were about to squeeze into the wind and clouds, their pupils shrank suddenly, looking at the corpse under their feet, their raised feet paused, and their faces turned pale.

For a while, neither advance nor retreat!

"Choke!"

The sound of entering the sheath made the hearts of several people in front of Ji Chuan tighten, their faces became even whiter, as white as paper, and they thought that killing one was not enough, so they even killed a few of them.

Facing Ji Chuan, who was like a god and demon, these loose cultivators were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and the majestic momentum of devouring the sky and the earth made them unable to raise the courage to confront.

"When you go back, you have your own brocade guards to arrange for you, and then there are people who break the rules. Ji Chuan's indifferent eyes wandered around the square, pointing to the corpse lying on the ground with residual warmth, and said coldly.

glanced at Ji Chuan, disdain, hatred, and more fear... One by one, they fell into Ji Chuan's eyes.

"Yes, Master Ji!" Everyone hurriedly bowed as if they had been pardoned, for fear that Ji Chuan would regret it, and no one here would administer justice for them.

They are like rootless pinch, floating around, participating in this extremely dangerous storm, it is really helpless.

Even if the disciples of the sect are allowed to participate, those disciples of the sect are probably disdainful, although the rewards are rich, but the small life is more important.

The storm has only just begun, and people have already begun to die, and there are so many loose cultivators under the ring, I don't know how many people will survive.

Subsequently, Ji Chuan retreated and made way to get out of the way.

At this time, no one dared to rush up, and all of them were arranged by Wei Tiqi in Jinyi to board the storm in an orderly manner.

"Hehe, I didn't expect such good luck to be met by me. A middle-aged man with a handful of beards, with a smile, walked into the ring, panting at the scattered cultivator in front of him, and secretly sighed that he had good luck.

Mu Jiu was beside him, and suddenly reminded: "On the storm, life and death don't matter, if you don't have it, you can admit defeat in advance, don't be reckless and lose your life in vain." ”

The elite martial artist in the previous round took a deep breath, calmed the true qi that was shaking in his body, and said in a deep voice: "Let's start!"

Where else did he need to be reminded, the bearded middle-aged man pulled out a mountain opening knife from his back and slashed down towards the elite warrior, without the slightest intention of showing mercy to his subordinates.

The strong wind roared towards the elite warrior, and the elite warrior's eyes froze, as if he had made up his mind, and his left palm slammed on his chest.

"Poof!"

The elite warrior was originally shocked by qi and blood, slapped it with one palm, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his breath quickly weakened.

"Hmm, self-harm, aren't you crazy?" the bearded middle-aged man had a look of doubt in his eyes, but he didn't care.

A knife is coming!

If he was slashed by this knife, I believe that the martial artist in front of him would not be able to take it at all, thinking of this, he couldn't help but show a smile of a victor.

"Hehe, this man is going to be unlucky. On the judging platform, Xiao Zhan watched the two compete and said with a smile.

Xi Feng was beside him, and nodded in agreement.

As for the remaining three princes, they didn't know what Xiao Zhan was laughing at, and who else was unlucky, they were confused, but they didn't dare to ask more, so they had to stare at the field with all their attention.

"Huh, this is a secret method?"

The aura on the body of the elite martial artist gradually became stronger, and the speed was faster than the initial weakness, which could not be concealed from Ji Chuan's spiritual perception, so he muttered.

Secret techniques, not martial arts. But in the rivers and lakes, it has a pivotal position, more domineering than martial arts, of course, the fatal flaw is too much damage to oneself, in fact, it is a self-harm move.

Through self-harm, stimulating one's own potential, in exchange for a short-term increase in strength, most people will not do this kind of thing to quench their thirst.

In Ji Chuan's opinion, it is really not worth using the secret method to exchange for a round of victory, even if he wins, he will only survive two rounds, and he will never have the strength to fight again.

Moreover, the secret method is completely an act of self-destruction of the city wall.

However, Ji Chuan is not a good person, so naturally he won't remind him, didn't he see Mu Jiu turning a blind eye and watching coldly?

When it was too late, the aura of the elite warrior was extremely weak, and then as if it was stimulated by something, the aura suddenly rebounded.

"Boom ......"

The Acquired Realm... The pinnacle of the day after tomorrow... Pre-congenital... Mid-congenital... Late congenital ......

It seemed to be endless, and the aura of the elite martial artist climbed all the way until the innate peak, and this realm was already beyond his own innate mid-stage strength.

It can be seen that the effect of this secret method cannot be underestimated.

Seeing this, the bearded middle-aged man's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were full of horror, he didn't expect this person to be able to increase his strength by several realms in an instant.

"I recognize ......"

At this moment, the middle-aged man immediately knew that he was not an opponent, but the move was old, and it was impossible to retreat, so in desperation, he hurriedly prepared to admit defeat.

However, it was too late......

The elite warrior stabbed out with a sword at an extremely weird and tricky angle, and his figure was fleeting, and when he saw it again, Hao Ran was standing behind the middle-aged man.

"Uh, so fast!" The man in the middle opened his eyes angrily, and there was a slight cut in his throat, and blood was gushing out, as if he couldn't stop it.

In an instant, the elite warrior passed through the middle-aged man's body and tore his throat with a sword.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man was remorseful, unwilling, and puzzled, and fell to the ground with a bang, raising a cloud of dust.

The audience was silent!

Everyone looked at the elite warrior on the field who seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, and at this moment, no one dared to despise him.

The First World War made a name for itself, and the First World War proved itself.

Even if he was weak at this time, this time, no one dared to underestimate it, the gutter capsized ship did not exist, and the scene just now proved it.

"Ahem......" The elite warrior coughed violently a few times, pouring blood on the ground, and his face turned even paler.

Mu Jiu didn't rush to announce that he was leaving some time for this elite martial artist to recuperate from his injuries, and as the host, he still had this power.

"In the next round, I won't participate in the next round, quit!" The elite martial artist did not recklessly survive the two rounds, or rely on the secret method, if he continued, he would be more than lucky.

He is not a fool, so naturally he will not be stunned, and if he can continue to compete, he will lose his life in vain.

Several other rings have ended one after another, and the next round is already underway.

Mu Jiu nodded and said, "Go and register!"

Martial artists who are not registered before the storm will only be registered if they survive a round and stay alive, and the winning round will be recorded at the same time.

At that time, with the selection of victories, respect for strength, and comprehensively consider leaving some people.

If you perform well in the middle of the process, you may be valued by a judge, and you can join the imperial court, even if you fail.

Defeat is still glorious!

After all, being valued by the review, not everyone can do it, and they must have unique specialties, otherwise it is better to choose a powerful loose cultivator.