"You're doing well!"

The voice came from in front of Xin Lan, and I saw the monk over there gradually approaching. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, his eyes were very gloomy, he glanced at Xin Lan, only a painting was left, and the person had already left.

"Wang Ziwen, the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm. ”

"He's your next opponent!"

Lin Qingshu's eyes were flat, he swept Xin Lan and said lightly.

Wang Ziwen?

Xin Lan smiled disapprovingly, it was his turn to have several battles, and he also had time now, he didn't go back, but chose to stay and observe the strength of other factions.

The Dark Night Pavilion has always been mysterious, and there are many strong people in it, especially the strong people in the Great Perfection Realm of the Jindan Realm, he has seen more than forty of them alone, but there are not many monks who participate in the Great Competition, but the strength of these people should not be underestimated.

He also saw that the guy named Wang Ziwen was very strong, and the opponent could be said to have no resistance in front of him, and he was directly killed in seconds.

"Wang Ziwen's strength is very strong!" Xin Lan looked at Wang Ziwen's figure, and her eyes showed caution.

The main thing is that he has to consider his current situation, you must know that he is just a powerhouse at the peak of the Jindan Realm, if he defeats Wang Ziwen of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm, it will inevitably attract the attention of the rest.

In this way, it is very unfavorable to Xin Lan's situation.

His strength is very strong, even if it is Wang Ziwen, he may not be able to compare, but he can play extraordinarily, but he can't give people too shocking feelings.

"Little junior brother, it's your turn," Lin Qingshu walked over and patted Xin Lan on the shoulder.

He looked at Xin Lan and suddenly said, "Be careful later, no elder is allowed to interfere in the matter of Dabi, even if it is a master, he may not be able to interfere." ”

"With Wang Ziwen's character, either you die or I die, so you can't be defeated, you must kill him. ”

Xin Lan nodded thoughtfully.

When he came to Dabi's high platform, his eyes looked at the opponent in front of him, that is, the monk of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm, Wang Ziwen.

"Well, I thought you had escaped, courage, but in the face of absolute power, these are just insignificant air. ”

A punch came in, and the speed was amazing.

Xin Lan finally slowed down, received a punch in the chest, and the whole person kept standing and retreated.

What a lot of strength!

As soon as you make a shot, you can see if you are an expert.

The power of this punch alone was enough to make many monks frown, even though his cultivation was the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm, but the power of this punch had reached the level of a half-step primordial infant, otherwise, it would not have been so easy to shock Xin Lan back.

Xin Lan gritted her teeth, raised her fist, and waved it out!

Boom!

The two of them retreated frantically, but in the voices of the two, there was a very strong aftershock, with the cultivation of the peak of the Jindan Realm, they were able to play the boxing skills of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Realm, which shows that this person is also extraordinary.

Wang Ziwen sneered and said, "Wang is not good at boxing, but if he uses a sword, he will be a bit bullying." ”

As soon as the words fell, they flew out.

Bite!

Xin Lan swung his sword against it, if it was a little bit at night, I was afraid that the sword would be pierced into his chest, the speed was so fast that he couldn't react a little.

Burst!

The two fought hundreds of moves in mid-air, and with just one sword, Wang Ziwen's whole person was beside Xin Lan, motionless, obviously lifeless.

Mu Lao flicked his sleeves, and the person stepped forward to poke at Wang Ziwen's neck.

"Lights, win!"

Only when a master has a move can he know the strength of the move, whether it is Xin Lan or Wang Ziwen, they both have extraordinary cultivation, but Wang Ziwen is one step behind, so he lost to Xin Lan.

Xin Lan, win!

Lin Qingshu stood up all over the place, and there was some surprise in his eyes, although he knew that Xin Lan's strength was not a husband, but Wang Ziwen was also a famous son of the sky, and his strength was extremely powerful, how could it be...

On the other side, Luo Lao looked very proud.

Although Xin Lan was only a disciple he accepted not long ago, he could also see the potential in Xin Lan, otherwise, how could he let Xin Lan participate in the faction competition, you know, this competition can be said to be a moment of life and death.

It is precisely this feeling of life and death that can make the monk feel something different, so that he can understand and make a breakthrough in his cultivation.

"Yes, he is worthy of being a little junior brother, the master and his old man's vision of people is still so accurate. Lin Qingshu looked at Xin Lan and said with a faint smile.

At this time, Wang Yueren, who was watching not far away, came over and said, "You kid is really amazing, but the master's vision is very accurate, I'm afraid, you have created great luck." ”

Xin Lan smiled modestly, disapproving, all of these were victories obtained by virtue of his true strength, and his real strength was obtained compared to the horror that was coming these days, but the current situation could only make him like this.

"Senior brother said with a smile, senior brother has just arrived, and there are some things that I still need to ask senior brother to take care of!" he said, respectfully clenching his fists and bowing.

This is the Dark Pavilion and not any other place, no one dares to make trouble here, otherwise, the countless killers in the Dark Night Pavilion will probably be chasing him all over the world.

Whether it is Lin Qingshu or Wang Yue, they are all the objects he wants to woo.

If these people can participate in the big war, it will cause a lot of damage, and in addition to this, it can also add a lot of external strength to the south, so that those monks who are eyeing the south will be jealous.

"Okay, as a disciple of our secret department, you must not be in the limelight, do you know, if you let the master know, I'm afraid you will have to be scolded" Wang Yue seemed to feel some kind of gaze, but he just left a few words, and the person turned around and left.

Xin Lan frowned.

Lin Qingshu smiled and said, "Senior brother is like this, his temperament is not very good, you can get used to it slowly." ”

"However, you have to pay attention to the next game, that person is Wang Ziwen's brother, Wang Zichuan, it is said that he is close to breaking through, and with his strength, he is much stronger than you. ”

"Pay more attention, although it is normal for you to die and I die, but in the big comparison of factions, death is a matter of course, defeat is death, and if you want to live, you will defeat the opponent. ”

"In their eyes, there are opponents, and opponents are losers, and losers are going to die. ”

Xin Lan raised her head and looked at the high platform.

He knew in his heart that since he arrived here, some things were out of his mind, not to mention, there were tasks waiting for him.

There are a lot of things he hasn't done yet, but this is a big comparison he must win, otherwise, it will be difficult to gain the trust of the Night Pavilion. (To be continued.) )