Chapter 1532 Rules

don't worry. "

Zhang Han nodded, and there was a hint of strangeness in his eyes. He said, "Look at what tricks these three groups of people are going to play. Since Felina is here, she is safe now, so don't worry."

"Oh okay."

Mengmeng resisted the thought of saying hello, she asked curiously: "Why did Felina run away, what is that called? Canglong Temple, yes, why did she go to Canglong Temple?"

During this conversation, Mengmeng waved out the soundproof cover, and the voice was three points louder.

"The Canglong Temple is in the South Mountain Realm." Yue Xiaonao said, "That is to say, Felina was teleported to Xinghe?"

"It's so far away." Mengmeng was stunned to herself, and took a few glances with her big eyes: "I don't know if she can see us."

"That's enough." Yue Xiaonao said, "There are too many people here, and she might not notice."

"Look, these people are here."

After mumbling a few times, Mengmeng removed the soundproof cover.

People from the three major sects ahead were also present, and they began to talk about things.

The high-level faces of the ancient martial arts world couldn't help but look a little nervous, because what they were talking about was related to the ancient martial arts world.

What the consequences will be will be known by everyone.

Among them are the head of Qianhemen and others, who are nervous but also somewhat disappointed:

"Man is the knife, I am the fish."

"Life and death are in the hands of others. This feeling is terrible."

"..."

But there is nothing they can do.

"Since everyone is here." Yuanyang Gong Bai Yi clapped his hands. He was the least present, but he had no less right to speak. He said, "According to what we said before, we don't need to go to war with these aborigines, send some servants Fight to choose separately, do you have any opinions?"

Xingyao God shook his head slightly at God Son Mo Qinghan.

Goddess Kong Linger said: "This is the best.

"

However, in Felina's team, Cheng Kong, the young king of Canglong Palace, said lightly:

"The suggestion is good, but the rules need to be changed. Everyone has seen the battle of trapped beasts. Ordinary martial arts? How can there be fun without seeing blood? In my opinion, there are round-by-wheel battles, two-two duels, and the winner can choose an indigenous force." , the victor continues to fight until he falls."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience fell silent.

Treating human life like nothing is a complete interpretation of Cheng Kong's attitude.

"Alright." Mo Qinghan nodded slightly: "Maybe under strong pressure, something interesting will happen."

What he was referring to were those players who participated in the battle, and they might be able to arouse their powerful potential. Break through on the spot, counter-kill the enemy or something.

This kind of more intense game is interesting.

"Is Goddess Kong okay?" Bai Yi, the holy son of Yuanyang Palace, asked with a smile.

His face gave the impression that he liked Kong Ling'er.

"The representative of our Xingyao God Sect is Mo Qinghan. I just came to watch the excitement, and you can decide." Kong Linger said leisurely.

The voice of the voice was ethereal and unfathomable.

"it is good."

Bai Yi nodded: "That's how it is. Since Goddess Kong doesn't make a move, according to our three parties, three people will fight at the same time at a time. In terms of realm... some of the servants we bring are all transforming gods and refining emptiness, so let's do it first." Come to the God Realm?"

The voice of inquiry received no response.

Indifferent Cheng Kong of Canglong Palace waved to a commoner man not far behind him: "Go."

"Yes Yes."

Cold sweat covered the forehead of the civilian man, he was terrified, terrified.

Going up is also death, not going up is also death, which makes people feel desperate.

"If you want to survive, just keep winning."

Cheng Kong said lightly.

"yes."

The clothed man took a deep breath, his eyes gradually filled with murderous intent.

If you want to survive, you must kill others of the same level.

Although it is difficult, it is also a way to survive.

"you go."

Mo Qinghan casually pointed to a servant.

It was a middle-aged man who walked out in silence.

Bai Yi also sent one person.

All three are men.

They were extremely vigilant, standing in front of the stone platform, feeling attacked from left and right.

Three people fight, only one can survive, this is too difficult.

"kill!"

The clothed man's eyes were bloodshot, and with a three-meter long knife in his right hand, he began to hack and kill the people sent by Yuanyang Palace.

However, he just moved.

The man from Xingyao Shenchao slashed down with his sword, and the commoner man retreated in a hurry. At this time, the people from Yuanyang Palace attacked the commoner man.

The scene suddenly fell into a two-on-one situation.

Kill one first in a two-two duel?

it's not true.

The people of Yuanyang Palace suddenly found an opportunity, and used a secret technique to suppress the bottom of the box against Xing Yaoshen.

A rainbow appeared from his palm, and it was fleeting, like a streamer, hitting the enemy's leg.

Wow!

The middle-aged man of the Xingyao Dynasty, his left leg was swallowed by the colorful light, he endured the injury, retreated tens of meters, and hit two secret techniques on the two people in front of him.

This is how the chaos started.

"God Transformation Realm?"

The head of Qianhemen looked at the front with some confusion: "What kind of strength is this? It's so terrifying that it makes people breathless."

Many exclamations came from the crowd in the ancient martial arts world.

"So strong!"

"This is still their servant, so how strong are they?"

"It's so scary, I can't even react to the move, I can't see it."

"I think the thin and small person from Yuanyang Palace will win. He is fast and his moves are fierce. I can feel the sharp edge from such a distance."

"..."

The fierce battle lasted for five minutes.

People in the ancient martial arts circle were dazzled.

But the god sons and sons above are bored.

It's too common.

Just had this thought.

"kill!"

The commoner man exploded with a killer move. He fought hard to be stabbed with a sword, and resisted abruptly. At the same time, his hair suddenly grew longer and turned into red threads, forming a whirlwind, sweeping the other two people on the field. They... ...fallen.

The civilian man's meridians were damaged, a lot of blood flowed from the wound, and his face was pale.

He knew he seemed unable to survive.

All thoughts were lost for a while.

"This is the map of ancient martial arts forces. There are eighty-nine sects sorted out, and we don't have enough people." Yuanyang Gong Baiyi said: "When the fight is over, let's choose in order according to the number of victories."

"Can."

Cheng Kong looked forward, the pattern presented by Bai Yi.

"I choose the Fire Gate."

"continue."

Said it was done and waved his hand.

Bai Yi and Mo Qinghan sent two other people.

After they came to the stage, they looked at each other.

I am still more afraid of the secret technique performed by the commoner man just now.

The two decided to join forces to kill him and start a duel.

"Come into space!"

"I hate it!"

Facing the intensive attack, the civilian man shouted sharply: "You will die!"

boom!

He chose to blew himself up.

Huge energy began to vent.

At this time, Cheng Kong just raised his hand slightly, and his mind dissipated the energy of self-explosion.

"you."

Cheng Kong gestured to another old man in civilian clothes.

The old man's eyes were calm, watching the confrontation between the two people in front of him, and Yuanyang Palace finally won the victory.

Then he came on stage.

"My name is Shisong, and I have been at the peak of God Transformation for a hundred years, but in the past hundred years, I have fallen from the peak of Void Refining. I am invincible at the God Transformation Realm, and I will win many victories for the Sky King. "

The old man was imposing and confident, speaking flattering words, not only wanted to survive later, but even wanted to be Kong's subordinate.

Now they are just some servants and slaves, if they can become subordinates, in his opinion, it is a great opportunity.

"Fallen cultivation?" Bai Yi, the holy son of Yuanyang Palace, was a little interested. He felt that his injured servant might not be able to defeat him in this round.

Mo Qinghan's face was cold, this round must be won.

The Xingyao Dynasty sent a man who looked to be about twenty years old, with short hair, dark eyes, and a dark breath.

"war!"

The old man let out a loud shout, with majestic momentum, a French stick appeared in his hand, he pointed forward, and many phantom meteorites formed from behind him, smashing towards the two opponents like a broken bamboo.

"This......"

The man from Yuanyang Palace fell into despair.

This is definitely an invincible powerhouse at the peak of Transformation God.

Even if he wasn't injured, he couldn't stop this lore.

"My life is in danger."

He sighed deeply, resisted desperately, and finally died under the meteorite formation.

"The next opponent."

The old man carried it on his hands.

In his eyes, the black-eyed man had also fallen.

But at this moment.

A black shadow suddenly appeared beside him.

The sharp touch spread from the chest to the back, accompanied by a cold voice:

"Just a piece of trash like you, how dare you call yourself invincible?"

"you you!"

The old man's eyes widened, questioning the reality, then frightened and angry, and finally lost consciousness.

"The Black Ring Clan." Yue Wuwei shook his head: "The Black Ring Clan is proficient in illusion and powerful. They belong to the upper class in the same class and have few opponents."

"It can be regarded as a race with a relatively small number of people." Zhang Han also said something.

under many eyes.

Mo Qinghan chose Qianhemen.

The three forces all won a match, and the black-eyed man won easily and was in good condition. This will represent a new round of battle, and everyone is on the same starting line.

"Mo Qinghan, I didn't expect you to be a little bit prepared." Cheng Kong glanced at him.

"It's possible but not necessary. How could you and I personally arrange these inferior servants?" Mo Qinghan said.

"Well, go ahead."

Cheng Kong said: "It seems that Mo Qinghan is going to win a few games in this God Transformation Realm duel."

While speaking, two new opponents came to the stage.

They looked at the black-eyed man with incomparably serious eyes, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Similarly, people in the ancient martial arts world are a little numb at this time.

The servants of the three major forces are all so powerful.

"We are not even qualified to be servants."

"It's definitely not a good thing for them to ask us to do something. They are indifferent and don't care about the life and death of their servants, let alone us?" There were many wry smiles in the crowd.

Many people feel sad:

"Joining them is just wishful thinking. Maybe we perform well enough to have a chance to survive."

"How can people not bow their heads under the eaves, life and death are fate, our life is only in their thoughts, it is sad and lamentable."

Amidst some low-pitched discussions, fighting broke out on the side of the stone platform again.

Hush!

All kinds of dazzling moves were played frequently.

The black-eyed man was also under pressure, because the two opponents joined forces, but their overall strength was still a bit weaker. In the end, the black-eyed man won without injury, but it took a lot of physical energy.

"A group of trash, also want to win me? One of you counts as one, you can join forces to deal with me."

The cold tone of the black-eyed man was full of arrogance.