This battle came and ended quickly, simple and rough, Lin Fan relied on the immobilization technique, the seventh-layer immortal cultivator of condensing qi, there was almost no room for parry in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This also made Lin Fan realize the huge role of the immobilization technique in battle.

In the No. 3 ring, including Lin Fan at this time, there were seventeen monks, and most of these dozen immortal cultivators witnessed the scene of Lin Fan slapping the fat monk, because the appearance of the fat monk was too "outstanding", and he had a seventh-layer cultivation of condensation, so it was difficult not to attract attention.

In the ring, the last dozen or so immortal cultivators left were basically similar to Lin Fan in the realm of cultivation, and the lowest three immortal cultivators also had the cultivation of the sixth layer of condensation, and there were also eleven seventh-layer condensation monks, and the two eighth-layer monks of condensation, but they were slightly different in age.

When they looked at Lin Fan, their eyes were more or less jealous, and for a while, no one had the intention of making trouble for Lin Fan.

Seeing such a scene, Lin Fan smiled, but was happy.

Besides, Jin Liufeng is there, in the No. 7 ring, including him at this time, there are fifteen immortal cultivators, Jin Liufeng is lucky, the highest cultivation in the No. 7 ring is the seventh layer of condensation, which is comparable to him.

At this time, Jin Liufeng had a golden giant bell on his head, and a trace of golden spiritual power lines hung down from the golden bell, protecting his body tightly, and looking at the aura it exuded, it was also a top-level defensive magic weapon.

With his seventh-layer cultivation of condensation, no one in the ring could break through the defense of the Golden Giant Bell, and for Jin Liufeng, as long as there were no accidents, it was inevitable that he would enter the top ten.

On the martial arts arena, on the ten rings, the remaining immortal cultivators, by this time, the battle was basically coming to an end, and the top ten basically had little suspense, and the next thing was the time to clear the field.

In the third ring, the three immortal cultivators of the sixth layer of condensing qi were pale at this time, and their lips were trembling in the face of more than a dozen immortal cultivators of the seventh layer of condensing qi, with malicious eyes.

If they could scold people, these three immortal cultivators would have scolded a long time ago, and this luck was a little worse, and they casually went to the ring, and the strength of the immortal cultivators above was so strong.

On the other hand, in the other rings, there were only twenty or thirty immortal cultivators in the seventh layer of condensation, and as for the eighth layer of condensation, there were even fewer pitiful.

"I throw in the towel!"

Under the playful gaze of Lin Fan and others, the three of them gritted their teeth and shouted almost at the same time, and then walked out of the ring in despair without looking back.

There's no way, this is a world where strength is respected, your strength is not as good as others, you are destined to be pressed and can't raise your head, even if you want to resist, it's useless.

After forcing the three sixth-layer immortal cultivators out of the ring, the atmosphere in the ring suddenly became a little tense.

Except for the two immortal cultivators of the eighth layer of condensation, the eyes of the remaining twelve immortal cultivators all became calm, and each of them was full of spiritual power, full of gunpowder.

Rumble!

This atmosphere only lasted for a moment, and everyone shot at almost the same time, and the twelve immortal cultivators of the seventh layer of condensing qi suddenly became a group.

For a while, the light in the ring was overflowing, and the sound of the collision of magic weapons and the agitation of spells shook the sky.

On the other side of the ring, the two immortal cultivators with eighth-layer Qi Condensation cultivation looked at each other, and they didn't make a move with each other.

After all, both of them have the cultivation of the eighth layer of condensation, no matter what, there must be a place for him in the first ten miles, so there is no need to fight again.

Except for the third ring, the situation in the other nine rings was mostly the same, and the remaining immortal cultivators were also in a group, and the rules were like this, only ten people could be left in each ring.

At this time, Lin Fan was facing a fire immortal cultivator, this person was holding a crimson ancient lamp, and his mouth blew towards the ancient lamp, and a blazing flame suddenly spat out from the half-inch-long wick, turning into a fire snake, rushing towards Lin Fan angrily, and the scorching temperature made the air boil.

Lin Fan was not in a hurry, he did not use the immobilization technique for the first time, first of all, this spell was not yet proficient, and there was a certain possibility of failure, and Lin Fan also wanted to sharpen his actual combat experience.

In the face of this surging flame, Lin Fan was not in a hurry, he took a breath gently, and then the spiritual power in his body boiled like a flood.

"Imperial Spirit Skill!" Lin Fan snorted lightly, pinched the trick with one hand, and suddenly a transparent light mask appeared in front of him, and then Lin Fan pointed his index finger on the light mask with his other hand.

Through his index finger, the pure spiritual power in Lin Fan's body was continuously injected into the light mask, and in just a moment, the light on the transparent light mask was full of light, becoming like substance.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the scorching fire snake screamed and crashed into the spiritual power shield in front of Lin Fan, and the scorching temperature spread instantly, and for a while, the transparent shield turned red, as if it couldn't withstand the scorching heat of this high temperature, and it was about to melt.

Seeing this, Lin Fan's brows furrowed slightly, his right hand changed, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body frantically surged towards the shield.

I saw that the shield that had turned red due to the high temperature, like a wheel, suddenly rotated, and the spiritual power on it surged, and in just a moment, the fire dragon on the shield was pulled into it with its continuous rotation, and then disappeared, as if it was swallowed.

The immortal cultivator in the distance saw this scene, his face changed, the ancient lamp in his hand was a top-level attack magic weapon, because when refining, it was mixed with a little red flame sand, and it was nourished with spiritual power every day, which was a few points more powerful than ordinary top-level magic weapons.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of this immortal cultivator, and there were words in his mouth, and suddenly the ancient lamp in his hand turned red, and the spiritual power in his body burst into the ancient lamp, and then he blew at the wick.

In an instant, a fire python as thick as a thigh rushed out of the ancient lamp, spitting scarlet letters in mid-air, lifelike.

And after doing all this, this immortal cultivator's face turned pale for a while, and he obviously used a trick to end the battle at once.

"Go ahead!"

This person did not hesitate at all, with a little finger, the flame python was like a spirit, and when he heard this, he immediately opened his hideous mouth and pounced fiercely towards Lin Fan.

Seeing the huge fire python in the sky, Lin Fan knew that he couldn't resist it with the spirit control technique alone, Lin Fan's heart moved, and a flying sword with blue light shot out from his waist.

Suddenly, a loud sword roar buzzed, Lin Fan pinched a sword trick with one hand, and on the cyan flying sword, the blue light was dazzling, and the sword was flourishing.

At this moment, Lin Fan pointed his finger, and the pure spiritual power poured into the cyan flying sword, and suddenly the blue light skyrocketed, turning into a giant sword that was a long one, and slashed down towards the oncoming fire python, only to hear a "bang!" sound.

In mid-air, the blue light and the red mang surged at the same time, and then they were violently separated, and then a third of the fire python's body was shattered, and the cyan giant sword was also dimmed for a while.

It seems that this blow is evenly split between the two sides!

Lin Fan's face was expressionless, his fingers pointed at the giant sword, and the spiritual power in his body surged out again, and with the support of new spiritual power, the giant sword in mid-air was once again dazzling, and the green mangs were flourishing.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the cyan giant sword slashed on the fire python again, and under the collision with each other, it was brilliant and dazzling.

When the giant sword and the fire python separated, the fire python that had been broken became even more unbearable, this time even half of the head was cut off by the giant sword, the original body of more than ten zhang long, at this time there were only more than two or three zhang left, and the breath exuded by the broken fire python was also more than half of the before, a little sluggish.

On the other hand, the giant sword that Lin Fan was wielding, the light was still dazzling, and there was a buzzing sword sound in mid-air, and the fierce sword aura emitted was blurred in the surrounding space.

Seeing this scene, the immortal cultivator in the distance, his face became extremely ugly, there was a panic in his eyes, the first blow was evenly split between the two, and he was able to reluctantly accept it, this second blow, the other party's spiritual power not only did not fail, but also looked like he was at ease.

This made the immortal cultivator feel a ridiculous feeling in his heart while being frightened, is this person still a seventh-layer condensing monk? Even if it is the strength of the eighth-layer spiritual power of condensing qi, at most, it is only like this!

It's just that at this time, how could he be willing to admit defeat, only one step away from becoming a disciple of Tianyi Sect, it is impossible for him to give up.

Thinking of this, this immortal cultivator turned his heart sideways, and his eyes showed a calm color, and then, his hands snapped together, and he quickly knotted his handprints, and his crazy appearance even the green tendons on his forehead came out.

With the transformation of its handprints, in mid-air, the fire python, which was already languishing, suddenly roared in the sky like a return to the light, and then its body was red and sparkling, emitting a violent breath.

"You go to die!"

The immortal cultivator shouted, pointed his fingers, and then the fire python, which was full of violent aura, swooped towards Lin Fan in the ring.

Seeing this scene, in Lin Fan's cold eyes, the killing intent flashed, and a golden copper bell suddenly appeared in his hand, Lin Fan didn't look at the fire python that swooped overhead, but quickly recited a spell, and then shook the soul bell in his hand.

"Jingle ......"

The crisp bell rang in an instant, and when it reached the ears of the immortal cultivator, this person's mind suddenly froze, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

And as this person's thinking stopped for a short time, the fire python that had already reached the top of Lin Fan's head also paused, slowing down the speed of its fall.

And Lin Fan was waiting for this opportunity, seeing this, his eyes flashed, and his fingers pointed at the flying sword in mid-air, and slashed down at the head of the immortal cultivator, after doing all this, he didn't look at the other party, and his body moved away like lightning to the side.

"Boom ......"

The two voices sounded on both sides of the ring almost at the same time, and after the loud noise, the immortal cultivator in the distance had been shattered by a sword, and Lin Fan looked at the place where he stood just now, fortunately, he ran fast, the fire python just now exploded by itself, otherwise Lin Fan would not have to be embarrassed.

And with the end of Lin Fan's battle here, the battle of the other people in the ring was basically coming to an end, and the two immortal cultivators with the eighth-layer cultivation of condensing qi stood in place and did not move, and no one would be bored to find the two of them.

"Stop fighting!"

As time passed, another monk was knocked out of the ring, and after someone shouted, several people who were still fighting, hearing the sound, stopped one after another, and there were just ten people left in the ring at this time.

At this time, the battles in the other nine rings had also ended, compared to the third ring, the other immortal cultivators in the ring, the difference in strength was obviously much larger, so it ended quickly.

Until this time, the entry competition ended, and the hundred immortal cultivators who won succeeded in becoming disciples of Tianyi Sect after this cruel competition.

And next, what they have to face will be the competition for the number of inner disciples!