Chapter 944 Entering the Third Round

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Chapter 944 Entering the third round

Chu Yannan frowned, the mountain where the few people were located was not very far away, and with their strength, they could easily hear each other's voices.

Seeing that Su Mohan was unhappy with him, Chu Yannan provocatively said: "Why, do you still take the shame Xiao Fan gave you as an honor? Do you want me to kick your face too?"

"You're looking for death!" Su Mohan was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back his strike, glaring at Chu Yannan and said, "I want you to look good in the third round!"

"Waiting for you at any time." Chu Yannan looked disdainful. As the third of the eight horses in the holy city, how could Chu Yannan take Su Mohan to heart? A footprint plan.

Su Mo snorted coldly, and didn't say anything more. With his previous temper, he probably rushed forward without hesitation.

But since being awakened by Xiao Fan's feet last time, Su Mohan has matured a lot.

Now there is less than half a cup of tea left before the second round of competition, if he really wants to fight Chu Yannan, he himself may be eliminated.

Not far away, Ye Linchen stared at the Nether Ghost Cave with indifferent eyes, and he was also waiting for Xiao Fan's appearance.

"Xiao Fan, so many difficulties can't stop you, you must not fall here!" Ye Linchen said in a deep voice, "If you die here, I, Ye Linchen, will never let you go!"

Thinking of the little witch's pleading at the beginning, Ye Linchen felt very uncomfortable. If Xiao Fan died, he would kill his own sister with his own hands. This was what he had agreed to the little witch's request.

"Kill!"

"This quota is mine!"

"I must make it to the third round."

The fighting continued, and many monks became crazy. As time passed, they were getting closer and closer to the third round.

Once it enters the third round, it will be able to be cultivated by the Hall of War Soul and the major forces, and it may even become a member of the Temple of War God in the future. If you don't fight this time, when will you wait?

It has to be said that the cruelty of the Southern Territory Grand Competition is at least much crueler than Xiao Fan imagined. In the second round of 9,000 people, it is estimated that no more than 1,000 people can survive normally.

At this moment, around the 108 mountain peaks, blood mist filled the air, and the bloody and murderous atmosphere was so strong that it made people breathless.

At this moment, on the cliff where the Nether Ghost Cave was located, a black-clothed figure suddenly appeared, and beside him, there was another figure that no one else could see, except Xiao Fan and Chu Fan.

"Finally came out." Xiao Fan greedily took several deep breaths, the Nether Ghost Cave was filled with the smell of rotting corpses, Xiao Fan held back and dared not breathe.

If he hadn't met many crazy monks on the way, Xiao Fan would not have waited until now to come out.

Seeing the great battle in the distance, Xiao Fan frowned slightly: "It started so soon?"

"Third brother, hurry up, there is only a little time left." Suddenly, a voice came from a distance, and Guan Xiaoqi showed an excited expression, dancing on the top of a mountain.

"Xiao Fan, I knew you would show up, haha." Su Mohan also shouted, looking at Chu Yannan provocatively from time to time.

Chu Yannan didn't care too much, but looked at Xiao Fan with scorching eyes, and said sharply in his heart: "I don't know if he has the Nether God Flower on him. If there is, my Chu family must get it, and maybe I can cultivate a second one." A ghost flower."

As a family of alchemists, the Chu family is naturally very interested in elixir.

"It finally appeared!" Ye Linchen murmured to himself and heaved a sigh of relief.

In addition, many people's eyes were focused on Xiao Fan, some were happy, some were angry, and some had killing intent.

Hearing Guan Xiaoqi's voice, Xiao Fan stepped into the air without hesitation and rushed towards the nearest mountain peak.

"That devil Xiao Fan is here!"

"Run!"

Seeing Xiao Fan flying, many monks fled towards the distance screaming. This scene made the corner of Xiao Fan's mouth twitch. It was just snatching a mountain peak. Is it necessary to be so afraid?

But when he saw the corpses all over the ground, Xiao Fan understood that the second round could also kill people.

After a while, Xiao Fan appeared on the top of a mountain, squinting his eyes and looking at the trembling monk in front of him. He was afraid of Xiao Fan and didn't want to lose this quota, so he didn't leave.

"Go down by yourself." Xiao Fan said lightly, a terrifying momentum swept out like a violent storm.

The cultivator instantly fell into an ice cellar, and his body flew towards the distance like he couldn't control it. Only then did he realize that he was courting death to compete with Xiao Fan.

Fortunately in his heart, Xiao Fan did not kill him.

Xiao Fan took a step forward and appeared on the top of the mountain, his cold eyes scanned the surroundings, his robes fluttered, and his long hair fluttered in the void, like a king, overlooking the common people.

Many people looked at Xiao Fan's back, and inexplicably felt a kind of fear in their hearts. It was like an insurmountable peak, dominating the lives of the weak.

After a while, the crowd came back to their senses and shook their heads violently.

"It's such a terrifying aura, it can influence other people's will just by aura alone." In the distance, Su Moxuan was also shocked by Xiao Fan's aura, obviously, Xiao Fan became stronger again.

Ye Changsheng, Ye Tianxue, Chu Yannan, and Chi Qiuxue all looked at Xiao Fan indifferently, and a fighting spirit quietly rose.

On another very inconspicuous mountain, a young man in black squinted his eyes, his eyes flashed a look of solemnity, and said in his heart: "It's really interesting, this year, apart from Ye Changsheng and Chu Yannan There are still opponents like this."

Speaking of this, the young man in black licked his lips, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are the Eight Steeds of the Holy City really the strongest of the younger generation?"

"when!"

Another bell rang through the sky, and the battle on all the mountain peaks suddenly stopped, and then, a faint voice sounded in the void.

"The second round of the competition is over, the eliminated ones will be twenty miles away!"

Hearing this, the crowd did not dare to make any resistance. All those who did not occupy the mountain retreated twenty miles away. With their eyesight, they could clearly see the figures on the distant mountain.

After all, the lowest strengths present are those who are at the peak of the Battle Emperor Realm, and who can leave the Nether Ghost Cave alive. As long as they are not restricted by the battle spirit, they can easily break through the Battle Emperor Realm.

"One hundred and eight people, please rest for two hours. After two hours, we will have the third round of competition." The faint voice continued, "Now let me announce the rules for the third round of competition."

"The Hall of Battle Spirits will rank you in order according to your performance in the first two rounds of competitions, from No. 1 to No. 108. No. 1 is the strongest, No. 108 is the weakest, and the monks ranked behind each Everyone has three chances to challenge the previous monks.

If the challenge is successful, the number of challenges will not be counted. You can continue to challenge the higher-ranked monks until you fail. One challenge opportunity will be counted. When all three challenges are exhausted, the competition is over. Do you understand? "

"Understood." The crowd nodded. The rules are very simple, and most people already know the rules of the third round.

Xiao Fan frowned, he had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, this rule might not be difficult for others, but for him, Xiao Fan, it always felt a bit difficult.