Click!

Chao Ziai's eyes flashed fiercely.

The two brothers, Wang Xinhong and Wang Haoran, are so shameless that they want to destroy her innocence.

If it weren't for Chao Ziai's special training by the master, his strength would have improved by leaps and bounds, and this official disciple selection competition would not only fail to get a quota but also be reduced to becoming a slave to be slaughtered by others!

Therefore, in the face of a ruthless enemy, Chao Ziai will naturally not be a living Bodhisattva.

With his fists down, all the bones and muscles of Wang Haoran's palms were crushed into meat sauce.

Without waiting for Wang Haoran to stare out his eyes in pain and scream, Chao Ziai let Wang Haoran's other hand suffer the same result.

The bones and muscles of both hands are the same as if they were thrown into a meat grinder, and they cannot be healed again.

The painful wail reached his throat, and Wang Haoran couldn't bear it and fell straight to the ground, fainting.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that his own brother was so tortured, Wang Xinhong roared with red eyes, and the sword in his hand instantly condensed Yuan Li and pierced Chao Ziai's chest.

Just casually glanced at the injuries of his younger brother Wang Haoran's hands, and the monstrous and angry Wang Xinhong knew that Wang Haoran's hands could not be healed!

My younger brother was ruined by this Chaozi's love!

If it weren't for the rules of the Chunshan Sect, Wang Xinhong, who was about to lose his mind, really wanted to kill Chao Ziai.

"The strength of the Xuan Rank, then let's see who is stronger?"

Chao Ziai was not afraid at all, and her expression was light.

The Yuan Force in the body agitated and operated in an instant, and within a few seconds, it filled the right fist and gathered on the knife.

Knife against long sword, hard to beat!

Rumble!

Mars burst out in front of Chao Ziai and Wang Xinhong, and the black fog was surging.

The wind and sand rolled, Wang Xinhong staggered back a few steps, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, and his pupils contracted violently.

Chao Ziai's strength is like a bottomless pit!

In the fight just now, Wang Xinhong couldn't find out the truth, and the other party wanted to slowly torture himself to death.

Chao Zi's love of the Yuan Force, the cold and biting like the wind and frost of the Arctic Ice Sheet for thousands of years.

Is this the poor lord who will be abandoned to the deserted Fourth Mountain?

Wang Xinhong snorted, and the yuan force in his body was disturbed by Chao Ziai's knife just now.

Chao Zi loves not to speak, and takes advantage of his illness to kill him.

Quickly approached, and kicked on Wang Xinhong's chin.

When the toe kicked, Wang Xinhong's jaw was directly dislocated with a crisp sound that made people's teeth sore.

Chao Ziai, who has cultivated the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Formation, Yuan Li itself has a special effect, which will make the enemy unguardable when fighting.

Although he could easily kill Wang Xinhong and this group of Third Mountain beginner disciples in an instant, Chao Ziai deliberately swallowed slowly in order to be able to familiarize himself with the Supreme Realm strength in his body more quickly, and then completely cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

Under the power of that kick, Wang Xinhong's whole body rose into the air uncontrollably.

Chao Ziai took a step ahead of him to the landing point, stretched out his knees with a smile, and locked on Wang Xinhong, who was free-falling from above.

"No...... Don't ......"

Wang Xinhong has been defeated by Chao Ziai, and when he saw the latter's actions, he guessed what Chao Ziai was going to do.

The color of fear and pleading bloomed on Wang Xinhong's face, and he regretted provoking this guy.

Only now did Wang Xinhong understand that the little white rabbit that he could slaughter at will in his eyes was actually a monster with sharp fangs!

If you had known, you should have arrived at the place where the mission was completed.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.

Quack!

Wang Xinhong's waist hit Chao Ziai's rock-like knee, and the sharp pain made his breathing suddenly stop.

Immediately afterwards, the body loses consciousness.

Wang Xinhong's brain was blank, and the warm blood did not know whether it came from his nose, ears or mouth.

Chao Ziai looked coldly at the brothers Wang Xinhong and Wang Haoran on the ground, and smiled contemptuously.

If you don't know how to live or die to provoke yourself, then satisfy their desire to be a waster!

Becoming a waste person is more painful than dying directly.

Looking at the other disciples of the third mountain, they are basically all colored, drenched in blood, and their skin is open.

Chao Zi loves to use the breath of a hundred ghosts to give an order to the head wolf, and the head wolf stops attacking and looks up to the sky and roars.

The wolves quieted down when they heard the sound, and some of the wolves were still dripping blood from their pale teeth.

There was a third mountain disciple whose legs were exposed with large bones exposed, and the man was already unconscious, and his mouth was humming and moaning in pain.

"Let's go. ”

Chao Ziai took a step, and the wolves followed quietly behind him, and this scene was full of weirdness.

Wang Xinhong was lying on the ground, and the last picture he saw was the back of Chao Ziai leaving.

Then the darkness annihilated everything, and Wang Xinhong completely fainted.

Before he passed out, he probably knew that his lumbar spine and nerves had been ruptured.

Wreck......

Am I going to be a waste......

Wang Xinhong didn't know, and he didn't dare to think that the fainting at this time was just right.

......

Chao Ziai dispersed the wolves and found a cave for himself as a resting place for tonight.

After an afternoon of running around, all the disciples of the third mountain were eliminated, and she was still very satisfied with this record.

The third mountain is among the four mountains of Southern Xuanzong, which is worthy of being at the bottom of the ranking, which makes people feel bored.

Chao Ziai sat cross-legged in the cave and began to breathe according to the mental method, adjusting his state to refine the vanity of Yuan Li.

Before dawn, Chao Ziai wanted to compress part of the vain Yuan Force as much as possible.

Blood-stained knives stuck in the door of the cave, illuminated by the moonlight, which was as cold as water.

......

Early the next morning.

The mountain lord of the three mountains and a group of elders all gathered, and the men and horses on the other side of the third mountain were as black as coal.

The ground was full of injured disciples, and the personnel in charge of medical treatment in Nan Xuanzong were dealing with them.

Lu Qiu, who was sitting in the audience, had a smile in his eyes, Chao Zi loves this girl, and she is really doing a good job.

Wan Chen, the sect leader of Southern Xuanzong, arrived and checked the bodies of Wang Xinhong and Wang Haoran.

The injuries were not fatal, but the body was scrapped.

Wang Xinhong's lumbar vertebrae and nerves were all shattered, even if the sect leader of Nanxuanzong Wan Chen personally took action to save Wang Xinhong from amputation, he would have to be paralyzed in bed in the future.

Chao Zi love, what a ruthless method!

After Wan Chen announced the results to everyone, the mountain lord of the third mountain was furious and smashed the table in front of him to pieces.

"Yes, that's great!"

"Chao Zi love, right, what a good means!"

The third mountain lord said with a cruel look in his eyes: "When she comes out of the inner sect disciple selection competition, I must meet him in person." ”

The dignitaries in the audience were in an uproar, and many of them would come to watch the Nanxuanzong introductory disciple selection competition every year.

In each session of the trials, there will be more or less serious casualties.

This time, the situation is surprisingly serious.