Chapter 2107 Not Even Qualified

Do you want to sit down?

Han Lipi looked at the masters of the four major forces with a smile. His words were full of fun and provocation, as if he didn't take these three people to heart at all.

In fact, Han Li was still extremely shocked. Four of the third-rate forces under Youyun Mansion actually came, and all of them deliberately provoked the First City.

If they were to go to war with the First City, the First City would definitely be under a lot of pressure.

But Xiao Fan told him that if First City wanted to destroy these four major forces, it was just a matter of waving the hand.

Thinking of this, Han Li didn't have stage fright. Otherwise, how could he dare to talk like this to the leaders of the four major third-rate forces?

"It's just a seat. It doesn't matter if the master of the pavilion wants to sit, or if he doesn't want to sit." Lei Ba, the master of the Fenglei Pavilion, snorted coldly. The strong aura on his body surged, and the pressure of the ancient god realm surged out.

boom!

With him as the center, a violent force rushed in all directions. The weak monks were blown around and almost fell to the ground.

Lei Ba took a step forward, his powerful aura surging out, as if he wanted to fight Han Li.

Han Li stood there motionless, with a calm expression, but he was quite nervous. Lei Ba was also the leader of a third-rate force after all, and was even more powerful than Han Jian, the leader of Feijian Sect. He had already stepped forward with a faint kick. He has entered the middle stage of the Ancient God Realm.

Taking a deep breath, Han Li suppressed the worry in his heart and said solemnly: "You can come up and sit down if you want, but you must have the qualifications!"

"You say I'm not qualified?" Lei Ba almost burst out, his aura continuously impacting the high platform, but was blocked by a ripple of energy.

Even though he was in the ancient god realm, he couldn't do anything about the energy ripples for a while.

When the other three major forces saw this, they looked like they were watching a good show and had no intention of intervening.

They will not allow the First City to be established. In this way, this area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles will belong to their four major forces, which is equivalent to endless resources.

Once the First City becomes a third-rate force, most of the area with a radius of dozens of miles will become the territory of the First City. This is what they don't want to see.

"You can't even break through this formation. Does this mean you are 'qualified'?" Han Li chuckled. Seeing that Lei Ba couldn't break through the formation, he was relieved.

Upon hearing this, Lei Ba's aura increased a lot again, but no matter how hard he tried, the formation remained motionless.

"What kind of formation is this?" A middle-aged man in a fiery red robe among the other three major power masters said slightly surprised. Golden flames vaguely appeared around him.

The middle-aged man in the fiery red robe is none other than Toru Beihara, the leader of the third-rate force Golden Flame Valley. His aura is also extremely arrogant, not much weaker than Lei Ba.

"There are actually formation masters in this city?" Another old man in black robe said with a sinister smile. Black energy surged around his body, as if countless ghosts were roaring.

His name is Youquan, and he is the leader of the Ghost King Sect, a third-rate sect. His strength is unfathomable, and no one around him dares to come within a foot of him.

He was tightly wrapped in a black robe and could not see his face clearly. He turned to look at another middle-aged man in a white robe and said: "Lord Pavilion Master, aren't you also a master of formations? It shouldn't be difficult to break this formation, right?"

Another middle-aged man in white robes stood with his hands behind his back, frowning, his sword eyebrows showing a hint of sharpness, looking coldly at the formation in front of him without saying a word.

"It's not difficult to break this formation." After a while, the middle-aged man in white robe shook his head and said.

After saying that, a sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Before anyone could recover, a sword rainbow flashed in front of him, and the void seemed to be separated.

"Pfft~"

With a soft sound, the sword rainbow swept across the energy ripples, the formation light curtain actually tore a crack, and the breath became extremely violent.

"Breaked?" Toru Beihara, the master of the Golden Flame Valley, squinted his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man in white robes with a hint of fear: "Luo Xingchen's swordsmanship is much stronger, but it's a pity that he has already broken through the ancient gods. Realm, otherwise, he will have a place in the Celestial God Ranking Competition."

Luo Xingchen is the name of the middle-aged man in white robes. He is also the master of Luoshen Pavilion, a third-rate force. He is an extremely mysterious figure, and his own strength is unfathomable.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Luo Xingchen snorted, but he saw that the broken formation light curtain suddenly merged together again.

"Recovered." There was a sharp aura in Youquan's eyes, and then he grinned and said: "Master Luo Pavilion, it seems that your swordsmanship has deteriorated."

"Do you want to give it a try?" Luo Xingchen's eyes as cold as swords turned to Youquan, who quickly turned his head and looked forward.

Try the falling star's sword? It's not that Youquan doesn't dare, it's that he rarely fights with others. Once he takes action, it will be a matter of life and death.

"It seems that none of you are qualified." At this time, Han Li's voice sounded, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

Just when he saw the formation light curtain being broken, his heart was in his throat and he almost didn't escape. However, when he saw the formation restored, his face regained confidence.

"court death!"

"presumptuous!"

"Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to the sect master like that!"

Before Luo Xingchen and the others could speak, the monks from the four major forces began to roar. Han Li insulted their sect leader as if he had killed their parents.

"Am I wrong? You can't even break this formation, so why are you qualified to sit here!" Han Li said disdainfully, with a hint of arrogance.

In one sentence, the masters of the four major forces were offended at the same time.

The next moment, an extremely terrifying aura erupted from the heads of the four major forces, and they rushed towards the formation from four directions at the same time. The four people obviously planned to work together to destroy the formation.

Boom! The violent aura swept out from the formation, the void trembled, and the formation seemed to explode at any time.

However, what surprised everyone was that the formation was still only on the verge of breaking out, and still had no real breakthrough.

There was a bang, and a chair in the formation suddenly exploded. The power of the four powerful men was so fierce that even if there was a formation to block it, they still could not block it all.

The faces of Luo Xingchen and the other four people are not very good. The four of them work together, even if they have to retreat even in the middle stage of the Ancient God, now they can't even break through a small formation. How can they lose face?

"There are only three chairs left. In other words, at most three people are qualified to sit here, or in other words, none of you are qualified." Han Li smiled slightly and looked at the four major forces with a scrutinizing gaze. Lord.

When the four of them heard this, they looked at me and I looked at you, feeling very unhappy that they were being looked down upon. They were the powerful masters of power, and within a radius of dozens of miles, no one dared to offend them easily.

But now, the three of them are participating in a city-building ceremony held by an unpopular force, and they are not even qualified to sit.

If this spreads out, wouldn't it become a big joke?

"What a sinister intention!" Youquan said with murderous intent as ghostly shadows rolled around him.

After all, they are also the masters of forces. If they can control a force, their eyesight and wisdom will not be much worse.

Several people saw the sinister intentions of the First City at a glance. The First City deliberately destroyed a chair in order to force the four of them to kill each other in order to compete for the three qualifications. I have to say that this move really stumped them!