As soon as Fang Wenhong's words fell, the cultivators who participated in the third assessment looked at each other and were secretly vigilant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The third assessment is scuffle.

It means that everyone present is an opponent, an opponent who must be defeated. As long as they stay in the circular area to the last two hundred, they are eligible to become Qingzhou Mufu soldiers.

Fang Wenhong said: "All go in." ”

Yang Ling and the other cultivators stepped into the five circular areas one after another.

The thirty-three Jindan Realm cultivators were separated from each other as if they had communicated with each other in advance, and there were at least six Jindan Realm cultivators in each area.

More than 2,000 cultivators who participated in the third assessment chose the area and stood in it. There are about 400 people in each area, which is a bit crowded.

Except for the thirty-three Jindan Realm cultivators and some Foundation Building Realm cultivators with superior strength, the rest of them all looked at others vigilantly, and none of them chose to make the first move.

Everyone watched each other, and the true qi in their bodies was quietly running, ready for a powerful attack at any time.

Yang Ling's eyes swept around, paying attention to everyone around him. With his strength, if he completely broke out, no one would be his opponent. But, he can't do it.

Showing a certain strength, being able to attract the attention of Qingzhou Mu, it is possible to join the pro-guards. If the strength shown is too strong, it is not so simple to pay attention, and even vigilant and specifically investigate the identity.

Qingzhou Mu can stand tall in Qingzhou, and he is about the first person in Qingzhou, and his wisdom is definitely not low.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, but they didn't do anything.

"Don't do it?"

A blue-clothed cultivator glanced at everyone and smiled faintly.

"Then I'll do it first. ”

Yang Ling looked at the blue-clothed cultivator, who was the first cultivator to pass the second assessment yesterday, the existence of the middle stage of the Jindan Realm, and his cultivation was strong.

The blue-clothed cultivator took a step forward, causing a panic immediately. Those Foundation Building Realm cultivators who were close to him stepped back one after another, avoiding them, not wanting to become the target of the blue-clothed cultivators.

However, the area of the circular area was limited, and the more than 400 cultivators were piled together, making it a little crowded.

As soon as the blue-clothed cultivators moved, the surrounding foundation-building realm cultivators moved one after another. The previous calm and stable situation was suddenly broken, and everyone exclaimed.

"Get the fuck out of here. ”

"Don't get so close to me. ”

"Go away, go away. ”

The sound of panic started the melee.

The palm wind, fists, and fingers filled the circular area, and the swords, broadswords, and spears were cold and cold, and the killing intent was strong.

The Jindan Realm blue-clothed cultivators who took the lead stopped, looked at those Foundation Building Realm cultivators with a smile in their eyes, and stood silent. The effect has been achieved.

Several other Jindan Realm cultivators in this circular area were silent, even if the blue-clothed cultivators didn't do it, they would choose to do it. Since someone has done it, they are happy and idle.

The six Jindan Realm existences, including the blue-clothed cultivator, stood there calmly, no one dared to take the test, and no one dared to make a move.

For the cultivators of the Foundation Realm, the Jindan Realm is a big realm higher, and it is not so easy to fight beyond the level.

Most of the cultivators who came to participate in the recruitment of the soldiers of the Qingzhou Mufu Mansion were just ordinary cultivators, coming from small families, small sects, or occasionally cultivating the true method to start cultivating. The combat effectiveness is mediocre, what realm corresponds to what strength.

Therefore, they want to join the Qingzhou Mufu to get a better cultivation method and a better magic weapon to improve their combat effectiveness.

Yang Ling also didn't choose to make a move, and the momentum around his body escaped, like a tiger like a dragon, the momentum was magnificent, and the sound of the tiger roaring and the dragon's groaning was faint and faint, shocking Liuhe.

I didn't do it, but I showed more momentum than I did.

The cultivators around Yang Ling felt the grand momentum, their faces changed and changed, and after their eyes changed, they all felt that Yang Ling was extremely difficult to provoke, and they attacked the other opponents one by one.

A white-clothed cultivator in the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm, with a pair of narrow eyes shining with light, and an iron leaf whip in his hand, like a cunning poisonous snake, took the lives of others.

The white-clothed cultivator glanced at the red-clothed cultivator beside him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. With a flick of his wrist, the Iron Leaf Whip shot out silently, swept a black shadow, and appeared in front of the red-clothed cultivator in an instant.

The red-clothed cultivator who was fighting with others suddenly sensed danger, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the appearance of the Iron Leaf Whip, and he was furious. However, it was already too late.

Wow.

The whip easily cut through the garment, slicing open the stomach, blood splattered out, and internal organs flowed out of the wound.

The badly injured red-clothed cultivator was killed by a punch from his opponent who was fighting, and his head exploded like a watermelon.

The white-clothed cultivator looked happy and showed a smile. However, before the smile could bloom, it froze, and a sword passed through his back and chest, and a drop of blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

In such a scuffle, the slightest slackness can be fatal.

The white-clothed cultivator tried every means to plot against the red-clothed cultivator, but at the same time, he was also in the plot of others. When he makes a move, it is also the moment when the other person makes a move.

"Wait, I throw in the towel, I'll jump out on my own. ”

A pale face of a mid-stage Foundation Building Realm cultivator looked at the tower-like opponent in front of him in horror, his expression frightened, and he retreated step by step.

The tower-like cultivator's gaze locked on the pale cultivator until he left the circular area. The tower-like cultivator breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and then clenched the big hammer in his hand and swept out.

The air exploded in an instant, like thunder, setting off a strong current that swept in all directions. As soon as he stepped on the foot, the earth seemed to tremble, and the terrifying force rushed towards the second opponent.

Within the circular area, scuffles are carried out.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 people were seriously injured, more than 10 died, and the number of losers reached 100.

"It seems that the results for each area are coming out soon. ”

Yang Ling's gaze swept slightly, paying attention to the remaining four circular areas, the battle was also extremely fierce, and serious injuries and deaths were not uncommon.

"However, how will Xiao Wuyang choose? On what basis does he choose those who pass the third assessment to join the Black Armor Army and the White Armor Army?"

Yang Ling's purpose was to join the White Armor Army, stay in Qingzhou Mufu, and investigate the situation of his father Yang Yunsheng. Therefore, he must take into account Xiao Wuyang's thoughts.

The second assessment has already attracted Xiao Wuyang's attention, and the third assessment must also find out Xiao Wuyang's thoughts.

Yang Ling glanced at Xiao Wuyang, paying attention to his every move.

Sitting on the Baiyun Jiaolong chair, Xiao Wuyang, who was dressed in a cyan robe, looked at the cultivators who were fighting below, and a mysterious smile lifted up at the corner of his mouth.

Power, strength, so gratifying.

As a pastor in Qingzhou, Xiao Wuyang has supreme power in Qingzhou and holds the power of life and death. He could sit upright on the Baiyun Jiaolong chair and watch the cultivators fight and fight with cold eyes, which was all brought about by power and strength.

"It's about the same number. ”

Xiao Wuyang muttered in a low voice, and a glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.