Chapter 465: Devastated!
“The venue for our competition is outside Fangshi.”
“Then there are the rules of the competition. We have a total of forty places, so we need you to come out. Forty people are responsible for guarding the ring."
"Once the person holding the ring defeats five opponents in a row, he will automatically get a spot!"
"Of course, if the ring guard fails, the new winner will be chosen! You also need to win five games in a row to get a quota. The competition ends when all the quotas are allocated! ”
The middle-aged man in brocade robe said and glanced around the crowd.
"What if no one dares to challenge me?"
At this time, an old voice sounded from below.
Hearing this, everyone looked at the person who made the noise. It turned out to be an old man wearing a black robe, with sinister eyes, and dark nails several inches long on his fingers.
It seems extremely penetrating.
"It turns out to be Old Demon Chiyou, he is a peak pill-forming monk!"
"I didn't expect that he would even come here!"
"Who is this?" There are also some people I don't recognize. !
"You don't even know him. Old Demon Chiyou is a famous loose cultivator of the demonic path. He has killed several cultivators of the same level!"
Hearing this, Zhou Xun was surprised. I was secretly vigilant in my heart. If I met this person after entering, I had to be careful.
"Quiet!"
Hearing a commotion below, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, and then added:
"If this is the case, as long as you can stay until the end of today, that The quota naturally belongs to you!"
"What if the opponent is too weak and accidentally kills him?" The old man said and laughed sadly.
“When the competition is over, we must not hurt our lives, otherwise we will not give face to our three major forces!”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned and said,
After all, he was the one who proposed the competition. If too many monks died here, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to explain,
"Forget it, I don't count you. I'm lucky today, so I'll give Fellow Daoist An this face!" The sinister old man smiled.
“Yes!” The middle-aged man nodded,
“I think you all can’t wait, so let’s start now!”
As he said that, the middle-aged man in brocade robe made a secret with his hands, appeared in the air in a flash, and then flew towards the outside of the workshop,
everyone followed.
In just a few breaths, everyone arrived outside Fangshi.
The middle-aged man in brocade robes hung high in the sky and said:
“I wonder if any of the forty fellow Taoists who are willing to take the lead in defending the ring can come forward!”
As soon as he finished speaking, more than thirty monks stood up, Zhou Xun and Su Qi were among them.
As for the remaining people, they are still waiting and watching.
As casual cultivators, most people are more cautious.
But there were not even forty people, but the middle-aged man in Jinpao was a little dissatisfied. He frowned and said:
"Why are there not even forty people? Let me ask again, If there are still no forty people, the missing spots will be removed.”
As soon as he finished speaking, six more monks flew out, just enough to fill up the forty places.
"Very good,"
Seeing this, the middle-aged man finally nodded with satisfaction,
"Next, you will start fighting with five thousand feet as the limit. ," Amazingly, the sky is used as the arena!
However, it is understandable that they are all monks in the alchemy stage, and ordinary arenas can only limit their performance!
"I declare that the competition has officially begun!"
Immediately everyone flew around, one person every five thousand feet, distributed around Fang City, and there was another person in front of each ring. The alchemy monks from the three major forces serve as referees.
Zhou Xun was hanging in the air, his mana in the middle stage of the elixir formation was exposed.
Almost as soon as Zhou Xun parked, a Chinese-haired old man wearing a white Taoist robe flew across from him.
It was his first challenger, who was in the middle stage of pill formation.
"I, Fan Peng, have met this fellow Taoist. The dispute over quotas is related to the path. If I have offended you, please forgive me!"
"You are so polite, fellow Taoist!" Zhou Xun He replied calmly, but his eyes were fixed on the old man opposite, without relaxing at all.
Sure enough, the moment the old man finished speaking, a third-level low-grade golden blade talisman was instantly inspired and thrown out,
it turned into a golden light and hit Zhou Xun come over.
The speed was astonishing,
"As expected!"
Zhou Xun had expected this, mana surged from his fingertips, and blue light flashed,
only Seeing the thunder on the ground, a bolt of lightning was instantly generated in the sky. It quickly fell down and just hit the golden light, blocking it.
Seeing this, the old man was greatly surprised.
The Golden Blade Talisman is his unique skill, a technique he learned from an ancient book.
After decades of study, one can activate a golden blade talisman to the point of instantaneous activation.
Before this, several monks of the same level were devastated by this move. Unexpectedly, the person opposite looked young, but he was flawless in his work.
What made him even more troubled was that the move the opponent had just made was clearly a lightning strike.
That is, he wanted to deal with it. The last name is Lei Xiu,
This is a sword repairer whose combat power is recognized as powerful!
Thinking of this, the old man slapped the storage bag, and the golden light flew out and turned into a golden round bowl, hanging above his head, emitting a golden light shield to protect the old man!
Then he opened his mouth slightly, spit out a small golden sword, hung it in front of him, and began to stimulate.
After Zhou Xun used the lightning technique, he had no intention of continuing to struggle. He slapped his hand on his waist.
The Xuanting Thunder Sword instantly appeared in front of Zhou Xun, with lightning surrounding the sword. The arc jumps with extraordinary power.
Zhou Xun made a secret with both hands, and the blue spiritual light hit the Xuanting Thunder Sword, causing its light to surge.
Then he looked at the old man opposite,
The secret changed. , lightly tapping towards him,
“Go!”
The Xuanting Thunder Sword turned into an afterimage and went straight towards the old man, bringing with it bursts of thunder, like the sky. Thunder disaster.
Just when Zhou Xun summoned the thunder sword, the old man also sensed the impressive power of the flying sword, and he couldn't help being shocked.
He quickly accelerated the casting speed, and finally used his golden little sword before Zhou Xun's thunder sword could be attached. The sword inspires success!
Then he controlled the little sword and blocked it forward,
“Ding!”
The moment the golden little sword flew out, it hit Zhou Xun’s mysterious body. Thunder Sword,
The old man's golden sword was only a middle-grade one. How could it be Zhou Xun's opponent?
Unsurprisingly, the golden sword was no match at all. It was knocked away in an instant and his aura was completely lost!
The power of the Xuanting Thunder Sword remains undiminished and continues to move forward!
When the old man saw this, he couldn’t help but be shocked!
However, before he could finish being surprised, the thunder sword hit his golden bowl again, and something even more surprising happened to him,
Zhou Xun's Xuanting Thunder Sword actually shattered Jinbo's golden light shield, and finally passed by the old man's left arm!
Pfft!
The old man’s left arm was cut off instantly and fell from the air!
After the thunder sword passed through, it turned back instantly, passed through the old man's waist,
cut off the belt, and then flew away with the fist-sized storage bag. Xuan Ting returned to Zhou Xun.
And all this happens in a few breaths.
The old man was shocked, with cold sweat on his head, his face turned pale, and he looked at Zhou Xun across from him in horror.
(End of this chapter)