The more than 1,000 immortal cultivators on the martial arts arena, after listening to the rules announced by the middle-aged man, many of them changed their faces in vain, especially those immortal cultivators who only had the fifth layer of condensing qi, and they were even more hesitant, after all, once they got into the ring, it was related to their own lives. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Many people involuntarily looked at the people around them, and after seeing that other people were also looking at them with the same gaze, they suddenly felt much more at ease in their hearts, and then gritted their teeth and rushed to the ring.

Such the same scene happened at the same time in various positions of the martial arts arena, everyone's eyes were full of vigilance, and many friends who originally came together were also on guard against each other, because once you are in the ring, it is the enemy, and in that kind of melee, anyone may attack you.

There are nearly 2,000 immortal cultivators participating in the competition this time, and there are ten rings, and on average, each ring can be divided into nearly 200 people, which can be described as spectacular.

In the crowd, after Lin Fan and Jin Liufeng glanced at each other, they both separated left and right with a tacit understanding, after all, the two were familiar at first sight, and they were unwilling to fight with each other.

In the chaos, Lin Fan followed the crowd and walked to the No. 3 ring on the left, and at this time, there were already more than a hundred immortal cultivators in the ring, all of them were guarding each other, and Lin Fan's thin body was inconspicuous in the crowd.

And Jin Liufeng arrived at the seventh ring, and at this time, most of the time of half an hour had passed, and the remaining immortal cultivators who had not yet arrived in the ring were all some clever people, who wanted to stay behind and avoid some people with high cultivation, but after seeing the crowd of more than 100 black people in the ring, they were suddenly depressed.

Then he stepped into the nearest ring in a gray manner, because once the time is up, those who have not yet stepped into the ring are regarded as automatically giving up, but until now, no monk has given up, and he is unwilling to miss such a good opportunity to ascend to the sky, even those who have low cultivation have a fluke mentality.

At this time, there were nearly two hundred immortal cultivators in each ring, but fortunately, the ring was large enough that it would not be crowded at all, and it would not affect the fighting methods of the immortal cultivators.

Many immortal cultivators in the ring have already sacrificed their magic weapons, or arranged a layer of spiritual power shield outside their bodies, and they all spread out, with red eyes and holding their breath, waiting for the upcoming battle.

By the time everyone was in the ring, half an hour had passed.

On the martial arts arena below the ring, a middle-aged man in a black robe, that is, an elder of Tianyimen, saw everyone on the ring, his chin nodded imperceptibly, and then his right hand was raised, his eyes swept around the ring, and then slowly put it down, and at the moment he put it down, he shouted: "Entry competition, start!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words of the Tianyi Elder fell, on the ring, nearly two thousand immortal cultivators shot one after another, and in an instant, all kinds of brilliance in the ring soared into the sky, and the sound of mana agitation, the collision of magic weapons, and the screams were mixed together, one after another.

Everyone was crazy, their eyes were red, they were crazy to use their spiritual power, desperate to make a move, leaving no room for anything, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of people fell in the ring.

At the beginning of the battle, it was extremely fierce, this is also the first time in decades that Tianyi Sect has recruited disciples on a large scale like this, the more people there are, it means that the more fierce the competition, the more people will fall in the battle, and at the same time, after the baptism of blood, the stronger the people who survive.

"Ahh

A monk in the ring was hit in the chest by a large seal, half of his body was smashed, the monk screamed, was smashed and flew out on the spot, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, mixed with some internal organ fragments, and he was already breathing when he fell to the ground.

At the same time, a female cultivator next to her was controlling a flying sword, which passed through the throats of two fifth-layer monks with condensation like lightning.

The flying knife instantly pierced the back of the woman's head, and the spiritual power shield behind her had no effect in front of the deformed flying knife, and shattered like paper paste.

The red blood burst out along the woman's forehead like a blooming blood flower, staining the ground red, and the female cultivator slowly fell to the ground with unwillingness.

Not far away, a monk who looked like a boy showed a smile on the corner of his mouth that did not match his appearance, and then reached out to recall the flying knife, and disappeared into the crowd in a flash.

There was a similar scene happening in every ring, the huge ring was like a Shura field, blood was flowing, screams were heard one after another, and one by one the monks fell to the ring with fear and unwillingness.

In the third ring, although Lin Fan's green shirt was stained with blood at this time, it was someone else's, Lin Fan did not kill his eyes like other immortal cultivators, his sharp and deep eyes were glowing with cold light, and he was holding a thick earth shield in his hand, dodging attacks from all directions.

With his powerful divine sense, Lin Fan did not receive any damage, and the occasional attacks were also blocked by the thick earth shield the size of a door panel in his hand.

Originally, after being attacked a few times before and almost being injured, Lin Fan wanted to sacrifice the twin swords of his son and mother to kill him.

But just when Lin Fan wanted to do this, a master of the eighth layer of Qi Condensation not far away, because his attack was too vicious, a flying sword killed and injured one or twenty people in the blink of an eye, causing fear among the nearby monks.

Then dozens of monks joined forces, and dozens of various magic weapons such as flying swords, treasure seals, etc., as well as spells in the sky, were intertwined, instantly covering this person...

Lin Fan was in a cold sweat at that time, glad that he didn't make a move first, and now, when Lin Fan recalled the tragic appearance of that person's flesh and blood, he still had palpitations, and he was afraid for a while.

Facing the joint siege of dozens of monks, with Lin Fan's current cultivation, the end was not much better than that person.

At this time, a golden flying sword in the distance, swallowing a three-foot sword light, roared, and slashed down towards the top of Lin Fan's head, looking at the posture, he wanted to split Lin Fan in half.

A cold light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, and as soon as his mind moved, Lu Qing's flying sword suddenly turned into a rainbow and flew out from his waist, and Lin Fan's incomparably pure spiritual power was infused into it, and it collided with the golden flying sword fiercely.

Suddenly, a sound of gold and iron resonating sounded, and after a few more impacts, the light dimmed above the golden flying sword in the air.

In a corner of the ring, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young monk glared at Lin Fan fiercely, and then with a look of heartache, he recalled the flying sword in mid-air, and his body disappeared in place in a flash.

After forcing the other party back with one blow, Lin Fan's figure also flashed a few times, and he came directly behind a burly, sixth-layer immortal cultivator, Lin Fan remembered that this person had begun to sneak attack him, so he lifted the thick earth shield in his hand and smashed it on the back of this person's head.

It was not the first time that he had done so, and the monk rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, unconscious.

After putting down this person, Lin Fan carried the thick earth shield, smiled, his body flashed, and left the place, and then went to find the next target.