Leng Jian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay, but you have to solve a little trouble." After Leng Jian finished speaking, he jumped to the side on the dark iron stake not far away.

Weeping Soul smiled and said nothing, knowing that Leng Jian would come to this hand, but Weeping Soul was not afraid, nor did he drag the slightest mud and water. Weeping Soul said to the people around him, "If you really want to fight me, you must be mentally prepared to be eliminated." ”

"In terms of speed, you will force the cold weeping soul down the dark iron stake. Leng Jian frowned, obviously very scruples about what Weeping Soul said. A dozen or so people who followed Leng Jian quickly attacked Weeping Soul.

Seeing that what he said was useless, he said to Leng Mo'er behind him, "Mo'er, you go to the side and watch, don't hurt you later." Leng Mo'er felt that she didn't want to refute what the weeping soul said, and she didn't resent the weeping soul who was three years younger than herself calling herself "Mo'er" Leng Mo'er. Leng Mo'er jumped to the side.

About a dozen people rushed over together, the weeping soul did not move but stood quietly, all the Leng family people in the audience were attracted by the battle situation here of the weeping soul, everyone felt that the cold weeping soul would definitely be eliminated, and the people with high strength could see the strength of the weeping soul, although it was a genius for the age of the weeping soul, but they still felt that so many people besieging the weeping soul would definitely fall from the black iron stake.

Just when everyone saw that more than a dozen people were about to attack the weeping soul, the weeping soul moved, the weeping soul used a kicking technique and with the cooperation of the phantom moon, the weeping soul escaped the siege of everyone one by one, and the weeping soul rushed out of the encirclement of everyone. Everyone felt that the fighting strength of the Weeping Soul was very strong, and the martial arts used were also smooth.

After the weeping soul rushed out of the encirclement, he said to them, "You are still too weak to defeat me at all, so I advise you to stop, otherwise, you will be eliminated together." ”

Leng Jian said not far away, "Don't be afraid, he just got away with it, you go all out to get him out." After Leng Jian finished speaking, these were several people, and they all used their own nirvana.

Weeping Soul frowned, "If you don't eat and drink for toasting, then I'm not welcome." Weeping Soul jumped, kicking several people out of the air. The rest of the people were shocked when they saw it, and weeping souls shook their heads, and weeping souls kept walking on the dark iron stakes. Leng Tiexin and Leng Mu Great Elder looked at each other before they smiled with satisfaction.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were kicked out one by one by Crying Soul, and Crying Soul only used kicking skills, which was just a warm-up for Crying Soul.

Weeping Soul stopped moving, stood opposite Leng Jian, and said, "I'm wondering, why do I always meet some people who like to play music, and let some shrimp soldiers and crabs come out to fight me, is it useful? ”

Leng Jian saw the cold crying soul in front of him and said, "Okay, ,............"

Weeping Soul didn't wait for Leng Jian to finish speaking, and said to the rest of the people, "Who else is Leng Jian's follower, stand up and let me see." Many people didn't dare to speak out and said to Leng Jian again, "Now, your people are gone, even if there is, at least they don't dare to stand up now, so they don't like trouble, let's go directly now, how about it?"

Leng Jian said, "Okay, in case I hurt you, don't say that I bullied you." After speaking, Leng Jian released six veins, and pulled out a soft sword to stab the weeping soul.

As soon as the weeping soul saw the strength of the sixth-order martial artist of Leng Jian, he directly used his kicking technique to kick Leng Jian's sword body, and the other foot also followed closely and kicked Leng Jian's head. Leng Jian panicked, he didn't have time to dodge, his head hurt, and he was kicked out.

Weeping Soul didn't chase after it, because Weeping Soul felt unnecessary. Because Leng Jian almost fell off the dark iron stake, one hand clasped the dark iron stake, and as soon as his right hand exerted his strength, he stood on the black iron stake again.

Leng Jian was secretly glad that he didn't fall, looking at the weeping soul standing there indifferently, Leng Jian couldn't help but be angry, his already ugly face, because he was angry, the whole facial expression was never seen by everyone, it was impossible to look at directly, it was a miserable one. Leng Jian squinted his eyes and said, "It seems that I underestimated you, it seems that I have to have a good fight with you." ”

As soon as the weeping soul heard this, he was instantly happy, "It's not that you underestimate it, but in your eyes, there is no one else at all, it's that you are too self-righteous, and you think you are very powerful, but you are nothing." ”

As soon as Leng Jian heard this, his already miserable face distorted even more, and the soft sword in Leng Jian's hand made a "whoosh" sound. It's like a poisonous snake, approaching step by step, and it's all deadly parts.

As soon as the weeping soul saw this posture, he knew that this Leng Jian wanted to abolish himself, so the weeping soul also made a ruthless move, the weeping soul dodged Leng Jian's soft sword, and kicked Leng Jian in the air with a kick in the air, but the weeping soul did not stop but beat Leng Jian out of breath, Leng Jian in the air just felt that he was in the air, and he couldn't land at all, and there were constantly footprints on his body from the weeping soul.

The corners of the weeping soul's mouth rose, and a jump came to Leng Jian's top, facing Leng Jian and said, "The first person in the side is just like this!!! Weeping soul kicked Leng Jian to the ground with a shadow kick, and the third [lower kick].

"Cold weeping soul, I'm not done with you, let's see. Leng Jian gritted his teeth and said.

Weeping Soul disagreed, stood on the black iron stake, shrugged loosely, and said, "I am waiting for you at any time, and please give me more advice when the time comes." “

Leng Jian couldn't speak, after all, he turned around and left after he lost.

Leng Tiexin was quite surprised to see that Weeping Soul had knocked Leng Jian out of the field and was fighting at a higher level, and everyone in the Leng family reacquainted with Leng Weeping Soul.

Leng Mu stood up at this time and said, "Now that the preliminaries are over, the hundred people who are now standing on the Xuantie stake will advance to the next round." “

As soon as the weeping soul heard it, there were only 100 people in 100 people who were qualified, and 9 out of 10 people were eliminated, which is too high. Many people have not yet shown their strengths and have been eliminated.

The hundred people in the arena slowly descended, and soon, these hundred people stood in the martial arts arena and waited for the Great Elder Leng Mu.

Great Elder Leng Mu looked at the hundred people and said, "Now out of a thousand people, one hundred of you stand out, then the next is a one-on-one battle, eliminate nine out of tenths, and only ten people will be left for a ranking match, the rules are very simple, abstention, do you understand?"

Crying soul sighed that this competition is very cruel, it depends on your luck, some people are obviously stronger but meet people who are stronger than themselves, and those who are weaker than themselves meet people who are weaker than themselves, this is the game. Weeping Soul shook his head.

Leng Mu saw Weeping Soul shaking his head, so he said, "Leng Weeping Soul, what do you not understand?"

The weeping soul was instantly embarrassed when he heard it, "Eh~ Grandpa Mu, no, it's just that there is a fly flying around, it's okay, I understand everything." ”