Tianhua Sect, one of the two overlords of Bashu Town, depends not on its high-level strength, but on the strength of their disciples!

The disciples of Tianhua Sect enjoy a certain reputation in Bashu Town and even in the whole of Nanshu, not because of their sect, but because they are ruthless, thoughtful, and ruthless!

And the reason for this effect is that Tianhua Sect indulges between disciples, the winner is the king and the loser is Kou, this concept has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the disciples of Tianhua Sect, fighting fiercely for victory, and killing the same sect, which is not allowed in other sects, but it is the most basic survival rule in Tianhua Sect!

In Tianhua Sect, the fittest survive, and only by killing others can they survive!

This day is the day that decides the fate of the disciples of Tianhua Sect, and it is also the day that decides the fate of the master.

If you don't want to lose, you can't lose!

This thought supported all the disciples of the Tianhua Sect to cultivate hard!

In the center of Tianhua Sect, on the square, there are a sea of people, among which the outer disciples account for the majority, and those who have a teacher are even more of the minority, and the rest are all here to watch the battle, but it is a small part, all of them are surrounded by evil spirits, and the battle intent in their eyes is monstrous, and the intention is to rush to the galaxy and shake the sky!

In the upper row, there are several elders of Tianhua Sect, but there is no Meng Haoran among them, all of them have white hair and white sideburns, green silk is not stained, they seem to be beyond the world, their eyes are slightly closed, and the momentum is shocking, among the several elders, Gongsun Ming happens to be in his place, wearing a golden robe. And among the elders sat a middle-aged man who was richly dressed, with foggy hair and sideburns, extraordinary gods, bright clothes, and every move with the coercion of the superior, smiling, but not angry and threatening!

This person is none other than the sect leader Ximen Hong.

Ximen Hong slowly stood up, standing with his hands in his hands, his expression was majestic, his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and he sharply glanced at the disciples below with monstrous battle intent, a touch of pride flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly, but it was almost as powerful as heaven!

"Tianhua Sect, there is no waste, and the resources of the sect are not qualified to be used by those wastes! Heavenly Dao dictates, the survival of the fittest, if you want to survive in the immortal cultivation world, you can only be ruthless than others! I only have nine words for you, either be ruthless, or endure, or die!"

As soon as Ximen Hong's voice fell, the terrifying cultivation of the whole body turned into countless sound waves that swept through the nine heavens, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, shaking the four poles and eight desolations, breathtaking!

After hearing these words, all the disciples below were full of blood, and their fighting intent went straight into the Qingying, and some of the disciples even looked at Ximen Hong with admiration and awe, with red eyes, kill, kill a way of life of their own!

"Monks, together are stealing not only the creation of heaven and earth, but also the luck of others, and the way of life of others! If others don't die, you have to die, that's all I have to say, next, let the elders say it!"

Ximen Hong opened his mouth lightly, but the coldness was evident without saying anything, after speaking, his sharp eyes glanced again and slowly sat down, his eyes closed slightly, as if everything in the world could no longer affect him!

An elder beside him, hearing this, hurriedly got up, looked at the disciples, did not miss the joy and sorrow, and the half-step cultivation of the Dan shocked the heavens and the earth, but it is a pity that the terrifying power of Ximen Hong just now has left a deep impact on the disciples, no matter how powerful this elder is, it can no longer affect the hearts of the disciples!

In their hearts, they set up the majestic figure of Ximen Hong, and they remembered Ximen Hong's words in their hearts, and they couldn't help but recall one word in their hearts, war!

"If you don't have a master's lineage, decide to be a teacher, I'll announce the list now" The half-step elder looked at the list, and a trace of doubt flashed on the face of the old dragon bell, but he still cleared his throat and made a high-pitched voice, which spread all around and fell into people's ears, which was extremely clear!

"Zhong Kui, Liao Yun. ”

At this time, when they heard their names, they suddenly fell silent, their eyes suddenly darkened, a trace of loneliness flashed on their faces, and their hearts couldn't help sinking, like a boulder of ten thousand catties, sinking to the bottom, don't even want their own masters?

"Zhong Kui, Liao Yun, you two hurry up and choose, don't waste time!" the elder said in a deep voice, a look of gloom appeared on his face.

The two of them glanced at each other, and said in a firm voice: "Meng Haoran, Elder Meng is in the same vein!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks around them got out of the way, their expressions were a little strange, and they all looked at Zhong Kui and Liao Yun with an idiot look.

"These two people are idiots, no wonder they were abandoned by the master!"

"I think so too, otherwise how could I choose Meng Haoran's lineage?"

Hearing this, the elder was even more puzzled, and glanced at Zhong Kui and Liao Yun meaningfully, a little elegance flashed in his eyes, and he stopped talking, but he glanced at him with some jealousy, and still didn't say anything.

The elder saw that Ximen Hong behind him heard Meng Haoran's three words open and close slightly, glanced at himself, and then closed it, the elder immediately wiped a handful of sweat in his heart, looked like he was facing a great enemy, and then turned around, let out a long breath, and continued.

"Alright, now Dabi begins. The first group, Elder Li's first line, Li Meng, Elder Feng's first line, Li Xing. ”

As soon as the words fell, two Qi Refining Stage cultivators who looked extremely similar jumped onto the fighting platform, but one was wearing a green shirt and the other was wearing a black shirt.

The diameter of the fighting method platform is fifty feet long, and there are defensive formations made up by all the elders around them, they don't have formation cheats, they just use their cultivation mana to form a blocking light curtain in their ears, which is enough for these disciples below the foundation!

"Brother, can you go down? I don't want to fight you. The monk Li Xing in the green shirt looked sad, his eyes were gloomy, his eyes were slightly red, looking at the familiar figure in front of him, taking care of the figure he grew up with, Li Xing couldn't afford to fight!

"Brother, I shouldn't have sent you to Tianhua Sect in the first place, it's all my fault! Between the words, Li Meng on the opposite side had a complicated expression, and in an instant, he sacrificed his weapon, glanced at Li Xing with great meaning, and then let out a low roar, the cyan scimitar, faintly shining, and silently chanting in his heart, the blue light was sheng, like a round of blazing and dazzling sun, the dazzling light swirled towards Li Xing, and immediately some cyan whirlwinds appeared in the air, and with the sword rushing forward, a knife went down, and the power was fully displayed!

"Brother really wants to kill me!" Li Xing's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes couldn't help but show a little sadness, his heart silently dripped blood and tears, his right hand was high, as if he was grabbing something in the air, and in an instant, purple light filled the entire area, purple light was swirling, and the naked eye was not clear, but seeing the light and mist, Li Xing slammed his hand knife at the cyan scimitar that exuded endless power, and slashed away!

What is the result of the mortal body against the divine soldiers?

After the purple light dissipated, a shocking scene stunned everyone and pondered!

The cyan scimitar appeared in Li Xing's hand for some reason, Li Xing stabbed into Li Meng's chest with the scimitar in his hand, blood gurgled and flowed, Li Xing saw this, and instantly burst into tears, his eyes were a little dull, looking at the figure in front of him that had long been remembered in his heart, his face, tears pouring down!

"Xing'er, brother won't kill you" Li Meng's breath was short, and his eyes were full of cherishment, and then his neck was crooked, and his vitality dissipated, but his eyes were still open, and inside, he was full of cherishment!

Li Xing's eyes gradually turned red, tears flowed out of the tear glands uncontrollably, and the whole person trembled uncontrollably, choking and muttering to himself: "Brother, you are so stupid"

After a while, Li Xing seemed to have changed into a different person, very calm, calm and a little weird, the whole person exuded an inexplicable charm, slowly standing, his face was indifferent, his eyes were calm, as if he had a trace of the charm of Ye Chen in the past, and pulled out the cyan scimitar from Li Meng's chest with a knife, the blood rainbow crossed, and the blood gushed out, instantly covering the entire ring, and then calmly stepped off the stage.

All the inner disciples and disciples are all commonplace, but the outer disciples, Liao Yun and Zhong Kui, only entered the sect not long ago, and they all have a certain prestige among the disciples, where can they usually get into this kind of thing?

Silence, silence, a heart has been sinking, sinking to the extreme, his eyes are full of complexity, and his expression is a little sluggish, is this the world of cultivating immortals?

"Boss Tianchen, will it be like this?" Zhong Kui looked at Li Xing's lonely figure and muttered.

"No, I trust the Boss"