The rules of this game are very simple, knockout. Eighteen rings compete at the same time, and if you lose, you will be eliminated, and if you win, you can continue to challenge. As long as the fight does not hurt life, there is no limit to the means. As long as you can win

Coupled with the generous rewards and factors promised by the boss, the competition scene is very hot and shocking. Everyone has their own housekeeping skills.

Although this way of playing is a little cruel, but it is also forced to be helpless, the current situation is very grim, if you don't be ruthless, it is impossible to surpass.

This is the real survival of the fittest, although it is a competition for the right way, but it has a comparison with the devil's way, but only in this way, it is too good to elect the real king, the real king relies on comprehensive strength, if it is a restriction means, it is not so cruel, and it is impossible to discover real talents.

Qiao Xuan saw that he was drowsy with his eyes closed, and now the strength of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect was not good, and the real dragon and tiger battle was carried out among the thirty or so disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.

However, that powerful disciple is not in a hurry to start now, this sect competition will last for at least a few days, not to mention that some disciples who are not in the stream are learning from each other, it is not worth shooting, and when the elimination is almost over, then join the competition.

Just thinking like this, suddenly a pretentious voice came from a ring below: "That black-faced boy, Xingchen sent Chang Fanjian to be present, and the grudge was broken on the competition platform, do you dare to fight." ”

This Chang Fan Jian wore a white robe, a golden crown of his hair, and a fluttering belt. The golden fairy sword was held in his hand, and his clothes fluttered in the breeze, so he was a handsome boy.

Some disciples let out bursts of screams, as if this mortal sword boy was the prince charming in their hearts. Fan Jian Gongzi was even more floating in the screams, as if he was the only one between heaven and earth.

This Fan Jian Gongzi is known as the Third Prince of Shenzhou, he is very famous, and naturally has many fans, Fan Jian Gongzi is not only handsome, but also has a good sword, and his cultivation is also a leader among his peers, it seems that the black-faced boy who offended him must be unlucky.

That black kid is naturally Qiao Xuan, that day this kid dared to rob him of the goddess in front of him, how could he swallow this breath, that day he wanted to secretly teach this kid a lesson, but he didn't know how this kid escaped,. This time, if you don't engage in yin, you will be fighting in this ring all over the ground looking for teeth, which is not only evil, but also can find some face in front of Xiao Yingxue.

Thinking of this, Chang Fanjian skimmed Xiao Yingxue, with a smug look in his eyes.

Although this is a competition between the sects of the Freedom Sect, if anyone has a grievance, they can also be resolved here, and no one will object.

Xiao Yingxue just frowned slightly, her face was still calm, and she couldn't see what she meant.

"Damn, your uncle, Chang Fan Sword, Chang Fan Sword, you are really cheap. Qiao Xuan sneered in his heart, no wonder he didn't see this kid, he was waiting for the uncle here.

"Hey, he's looking at you, you're not going to be a blackface kid. The fairy next to her looked at Qiao Xuan and said with some doubts.

"I'm a black-faced kid, and I'm his uncle. Qiao Xuan smiled, and his figure moved, fluttering like a fallen leaf and falling on the competition ring.

This kind of maneuver is much more difficult than pure speed, so many people in the stands are attracted to it.

Everyone was surprised, where did this black-faced boy come from, and why he offended this mortal sword boy, to understand in this ring.

Lin Chongzhi stroked his beard, and he was also a little puzzled, but he didn't understand it in a moment, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes, this stinky boy just had a lot of ghost ideas.

Xiong Ling'er, who was sitting in the stands and looking around, was also attracted, but he didn't have much interest in that Fan Jian Gongzi, but he had some familiar feelings about this black-faced boy, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Brother Fanjian, what are you calling for? Uncle was interrupted by you, didn't Uncle just take advantage of the lover of your dreams, stop at being so desperate, besides, don't you look for a few helpers? Uncle is afraid that you won't be able to bear it then" Qiao Xuan said impatiently.

Many of the monks in the stands laughed, and the title sounded like a curse name.

"I'll have a finger enough to deal with you. Chang Fan Jian said coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly became intense. , being insulted by an unknown person is certainly not tolerated.

"Brother slut, why are you so bothered, is it really like your name, you like to be cheap?" Qiao Xuan shook his head with a look of sympathy on his face.

"It seems that the only way to shut you up is to kill you. Chang Fan Jian didn't say much, his thick eyebrows and big eyes trembled, he looked at Qiao Xuan angrily, he pinched his hands, and suddenly a strong aura surged, and the golden fairy sword behind him floated in the air, emitting golden sword qi.

Qiao Xuan's eyes froze, this Chang Fan Sword really has two hits, and the strength he is showing now is actually in the Eight Veins of the Foundation, this golden fairy sword faintly reveals a faint aura, it is actually a high-grade spiritual treasure, with the help of this magic weapon, he can at least improve his cultivation by one level. With his current strength, even if he is a strong man in the early stage of Jindan, he may not be able to defeat him.

Although Chang Fanjian's current cultivation is not as good as that of a real Jindan monk, because the gap in rank is an insurmountable gap.

However, with the assistance of this innate spiritual weapon, besieging a cultivator of the same realm of cultivation, without any accidents, the cultivator's complete defeat was inevitable.

"Rong, which of these two people do you say has a better chance of winning?" Xiao Yingxue asked.

"I can't say, on the surface, it seems that Fan Jian Gongzi is a steady win, he himself is the heavy realm of the eight veins of the foundation, and the black-faced kid should be the cultivation of the third or fourth veins of the foundation, plus his golden scale fairy sword, no matter how you look at the black-faced boy, he has no chance of winning. However, this black-faced kid always exudes a strange aura, even if he is old, he can't grasp it, it is not easy to make the old man feel this way, and he has some powerful magic weapon on his body, so it is difficult to say who wins and who loses. Rong shook his head and said.

"Xian'er, who do you think will win?" the heartthrob over there asked Xian'er almost at the same time.

"Then it goes without saying, it must be that Fan Sword Child. Xian'er didn't want to think about it, this guy was teasing her just now, and she deserved to lose.

"For the teacher, I think this black-faced kid will win, and it will be very exciting. The heartthrob laughed.

"Although Master's vision is accurate, this time he may have lost his eyes. Xian'er insisted on her opinion.

"Then make a bet with the teacher, if the teacher wins, you will practice the Charm Heavenly God Decision, and use this black-faced boy as the first Ding Furnace. The heartthrob's eyes flashed with cunning, she was pampered by this disciple in every way, and did everything possible to coax her into deceiving her to practice the Charm Heavenly God Decision.

Xian'er Qiao's face turned red, and she struggled in her heart, in fact, she knew in her heart that the master had been extremely tolerant of her, and it was not a way for her to go on like this, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, if the master loses, let the apprentice enter the Thousand Illusion Cave to practice." ”

The heartthrob was happy and said, "No problem." In her heart, she had already hit Qiao Xuan with her idea, even if she came to force him, she wanted him to become the furnace of Xian'er.