Fifteen people lined up, each of them was full of hesitation on their faces, except for He Qi, Di Qin and Mei Lin's children, everyone else felt that their dreams were right in front of them, as long as they survived the next round of elimination and became the remaining ten people, they could enter the myth of the Southern Wilderness, Tianyan Sword Sect!

At this moment, a scoop of ice water, when the head cover, let them know that reality is not as beautiful and easy as imagined.

"My Tianyan Sword Sect collects the best junior geniuses in the Southern Wilderness, and your fighting methods are just like secular acquired martial artists, and you are also used to close combat. In this way, if he encounters a disciple of the same level of my Sword Sect, he can only sacrifice the magic sword from a distance, and he can kill a piece from a hundred steps away. ”

Scattered cultivators whispered, some people don't believe that there can be such a huge gap within the same level, after all, it is a barren land in the middle of nowhere, and they only know that the Tianyan Sword Sect has a history of harm, but everyone has never seen the Tianyan Sword Sect monks make a move.

The envoy surnamed Liu said coldly: "On the immortal road, it is difficult to argue between the enemy and me, one moment is still an ally, the next moment is life and death, many times you have to know how to combine vertically and horizontally, and really win over others, in order to go further and live longer." Before the following competition, you draw lots, a group of three, three people do not distinguish each other, fight together, with two pillars of incense as the limit, knock down the other two, you can advance, you can't tell the winner, three people are eliminated at the same time!"

The three of them restrained each other, even if they joined forces two against one, the two monks who joined forces also had evil intentions, and if one person wanted to win, he had to have the strength to defeat two people of the same rank in a moment, which required consideration of strength and luck.

Someone among the fifteen people on the stage asked in a low voice, "Senior Liu, will this be too difficult?"

The messenger surnamed Liu said, "If you find it difficult, you can retreat by yourself!"

The man who spoke was so excited that his head hung down, and he did not dare to squeak.

For this rule, He Qi was indifferent, these opponents were Mei Lin as the descendants of the Dragon and Tiger Zhenren, he had not yet used magic weapons, Di Qin was an earth spirit root monk, and he hid his strength, and he was the most harmful.

Although Bai Chu Die's illusion technique is powerful, but the Wind Listening Technique can easily identify her whereabouts, which is not a concern, and the disciples of other scattered cultivators and some small sects are not even as good as Bai Chu Die.

As long as it's not bad luck, and you run into Mei Lin and Di Qin at the same time, the rest of the people, one is a fight, and two are the same, it doesn't matter!

Mei Yichun said: "All the little friends came to draw lots, this time the numbers on the jade plate that flew out of the old man's ding were one to five, five numbers, each with the same number of three, three people who won the same number, that is, a group"

As before, Mei Yichun was a little small, fifteen white lights flew out of the ding, others flew up, He stretched out his hand, and a transparent giant wind flew back with a jade medal.

The Giant Wind Hand is really practical, attacking and taking it as one, and it can also collapse and reunite, but the power is a bit weak, and it can't be used as a final killing trick

He Qi looked at the jade plate in his hand and wrote a big word "wanton", this is the fourth ring.

Mei Yichun's voice sounded: "Look at your own number plate and enter the corresponding ring!"

In the fourth ring, He Qi, Mei Lan, and the same thin young man were diagonally opposite each other.

This time, the bell didn't ring so quickly!

The five monks in the ring, like the three of them, stood in a triangle, each of them looked around left and right, vigilantly looking at their other two competitors, being besieged by two monks of the same rank, almost everyone had no confidence to support it, in the ring, everyone's minds were in a hurry.

In some rings, the two slightly weaker cultivators have more of a match in each other's eyes, which means a short-term alliance, ready to join forces to defeat the strongest first, and then decide the winner.

In the ring of two strong and one weak, the two strong men invariably looked at the weak first, and the two strong people were ready to eliminate the weak first, so as not to compete with each other and the fisherman to profit.

"Mei Gongzi, don't come to harm, Gong Wenxuan of the Xialong Sect has long admired the name of Mei Sanying, I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet Mei Gongzi so close today!"

The thin young man bowed his hand to Mei Lan, and his words were close, although he tried his best to pretend to be indifferent, but the flattery in his eyes could not be concealed.

A person's external bearing is the embodiment of the inner heritage, the Mei family has the dragon and tiger ancestor town, Mei Lan is the one with higher talent among the younger generation of the Mei family, and is the descendant of the ancestor, how can his identity be compared to the thin boy?

Longmen faction?

Mei Lan pondered for a moment in her heart, and then remembered a very small sect, and asked: "There is a Bian Cedar in the Longmen Sect, a Bian senior, Gong Daoyou can know!"

Gong Wenxuan said with joy on his face: "That's the family teacher"

Mei Lan suddenly realized: "No wonder Mei was a little familiar with Brother Gong's spells before, it turned out to be the true inheritance of Bian's predecessors!"

Gong Wenxuan smiled coldly and said: "In front of Mei Gongzi, my three-legged cat's methods are not as true, it is estimated that even this He Daoyou next to him is not as good, He Daoyou is a genuine martial artist, just now I saw that his strength can easily crush Jiang Daoyou!"

Not only is Mei Lan and Gong Wenxuan in the No. 4 ring playing family routines, but there are also people in other rings, but the words are either overt or dark, they are all two people who intend to pull together, first besiege and squeeze out one person and then fight. Obviously, this is also part of the competition, which tests a person's communication skills.

Gong Wenxuan is close to Mei Lan, there is only one purpose, to win over Mei Lan to eliminate He Qi, and then hope that he can defeat Mei Lan with good luck, of course, he knows that it is not easy to win against Mei Lan, but this is his best strategy, on the contrary, if he contacts He Qi to defeat Mei Lan, he has no confidence to defeat He Qi, and he has to hold the result of offending Mei Lan.

Combining vertical and horizontal, intriguing, He Qi is not unwilling, but too lazy to bother with it.

For powerful people, doing these conspiracies and tricks is to take off their pants and fart, and this is a redundant move.

He Qi's eyes narrowed, his expression was extremely arrogant, and his voice was a few louder than usual: "Jumping beam clown, you just want to unite with him to attack me, but in the face of strength, all conspiracies and tricks are just fantasy!"

The envoy of Liu on the main seat in front of the ring really set his eyes on He Qi's No. 4 ring, as He Qi expected. There are many arrogant people in the sword cultivation, and He Qi deliberately showed off a coquettish to cause Liu's envoy to look sideways.

Gong Wenxuan snickered in his heart, his face feigned anger, and said, "Arrogance!"

"The fight begins, ring the bell!" Mei Yichun shouted.

"Dang" A melodious bell rang, and almost all those who had confirmed their eyes just now burst out at the same time, attacking the other person together.

Gong Wenxuan waved his sleeves, and there was a small black flag in his hand, and he hurriedly waved the small flag in his hand, and a black smoke like ink suddenly surged out, rolling towards He Qi like a tide, and the black smoke covered the restless spiritual fluctuations and highly toxic and corrosive things. Needless to say, this mask is biased towards yin poison.

Mei Lan, who was about to make a move, sensed a hint of danger, raised her head and looked at Gong Wenxuan vigilantly, "Fool, I don't want to think that the Tianyan Sword Sect is a famous sect of the righteous path, with a vicious magic weapon, even if you win against me and He Daoyou, the Tianyan Sword Sect will be able to accept you?"

Mei Lan's hesitation made He Qi feel more at ease, he slightly urged the Xiaoyaojing, the breeze around his body protected his body, the speed of tossing and turning increased sharply, and He Qi raised his arm.

"Mighty long wind, scatter for me!" A hurricane blew away the black mist, He Qi did not hesitate at all, his hands clapped wildly, and one after another giant wind hands slapped out, with He Qi's current divine sense enough to control the five giant wind hands, and can do the rout and scatter and reunite.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Gong Wenxuan waved a small flag, and three Yin Water Arrows shot out of the black mist, but they were all scattered by the Giant Wind Hand, Feng Xiu was originally winning with speed, and the speed of He Qi was extremely fast among the scattered cultivators of the same level.

Gong Wenxuan's hurriedness, Mei Lan's hesitation, and He Qi's tidal attack all fell in the sharp eyes of Envoy Liu, and when Envoy Liu looked at He Qi, his eyes shone with a hint of brilliance. "Thousands of breaks, only fast and not broken, real combat method, is a good seedling, but unfortunately the qualifications are too poor!"

"Ahh

There was an exclamation in the black mist.

Boom!

Gong Wenxuan was caught by a huge wind and smashed heavily into the ring, the black fog dissipated, and He Qi and Gong Wenxuan won and lost.

"Good Wind Cultivation, it seems to be even stronger than I expected!" Mei Lan's face was terrifyingly gloomy, knowing that she had missed the opportunity to join forces with Gong Wenxuan.

"Whoosh!"

He Qi didn't say anything polite to this Mei Gongzi at all, he was caught by a giant wind hand, and the powerful giant wind hand was more than enough to deal with the monks who were not very outstanding in the same level with the characteristics of quick shots.

The oncoming wind blew Mei Lan's clothes swishing.