smash the world

Time flies, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.On this day, everyone gathered at the Qingcheng Colosseum. In this ancient building, there is a breath of time. At a glance, the countless traces of fighting on the stone wall have not been erased by the passage of time, but are clearly visible. stayed.

The ancient stone inscriptions that seem somewhat blurred, and the three big characters "Colosseum" seem to have a magical power, and the faint coercion rushes to the heart, frightening people's hearts, making many unruly people feel the self-confidence that is arrogant and defiant. , collapsed immediately after entering the field, and what came out was replaced with a strong fighting spirit, which made people excited.

"That's great. I didn't expect that the Tiemu family would not come to participate this time. That's good too, so as not to cause trouble." Yan Xiaoyu laughed loudly. After two days of inquiring around in the restaurant, he heard There are many rumors, it is said that the Tiemu clan has recently had major events in the clan, and no talents have been sent to participate in the battle for leadership.

Yi Fan frowned and thought, "But don't you think it's strange? Back then, the adoptive father led people to encircle and suppress the Tiemu Clan, and it was also at the time of the battle for leadership. When the genocide was imminent, they also sent people to participate. But this time, because of something, you can’t come here, what kind of event is it?”

"We don't care about this. Anyway, it's good if they don't come. From the standpoint of everyone, they will definitely point the finger at them after the meeting. Maybe it's because they are afraid, so they dare not come, right?" Yan Xiaoyu said. They didn't believe what they said. With the arrogance of the Tiemu people, they probably only feared that the incident would not be serious enough. They had no fear of such small winds and waves.

"Yeah!" Yi Fan nodded and didn't want to say more, secretly worried in his heart, always feeling that this matter was not simple.It seems that we still need to go to visit at that time, let it go and ask for the leader Gang Mujing.

At this time, everyone came to their seats, looking across the duel field with a radius of one mile, Baiding Yunfei was sitting opposite to them.Seeing him throwing an unkind glance at Yi Fan, he put one hand on a woman beside him, gently rubbing her hair, that woman was Ling Yiyi.

Yi Fan clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "I hope I can meet this bastard, and then I will definitely take his life." Ling Yiyi didn't show up in the past two days, and she must have followed Baiding Yunfei Besides, what they can do in the meantime, no one knows, but the more you think about it, the more disturbing it is.

Yan Xiaoyu sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "He is mine, if I meet him, I will not hesitate to strike."

Yu Lingzheng was silent and did not speak, but his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared fiercely at Baiding Yunfei like an evil ghost. Although he was silent, his thoughts could be discerned from his face.

"Everyone be quiet."

Suddenly, an unusually loud sound came out, and the sound was so loud that it spread throughout the Colosseum. Everyone suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound for an instant. They looked around, as if to see where the sound came from.

Then, I saw an old man wearing a white cloak with a white mask on his head.Holding a jug of wine in his hand, the old man strolled into the arena leisurely, with a drunken look on his face, his body wobbling as if he was about to fall at any moment.

The old man looked around, yawned and hiccupped, and said weakly: "Don't be wordy, let me explain the rules of the game first..." He murmured in a low voice like chanting scriptures, the voice was so small that it sounded It was very vague, and with the fact that everyone was a mile away, even though Yi Fan had listened intently, he couldn't hear the content intermittently.

An hour later, the old man sometimes laughed out loud and sometimes shed tears. Listening carefully, he was actually looking back on his life and telling stories, which had nothing to do with the competition at all.

Everyone knew that this person must be the host of this battle for the top spot. Although he was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to interrupt him.

"Enen~ That's about it, I won't be wordy, let me talk about the rules of the game first..." The old man nodded with emotion and took a sip of his wine.

At this time, someone finally couldn't take it anymore, and shouted angrily: "Old man, have you said enough? You said this an hour ago. When are you going to start?"

Everyone looked at the prestige, but they didn't expect that the person who spoke was actually Prince De Xiao, De Xiaoyao.The old man seemed to be drunk, and he smirked at him, and said weakly: "If you want to win the game, there are only two ways to exit. One is to kill the opponent, and the other is to abstain from the opponent. I will sing the name later." Come out to play, and those who do not appear within three seconds of the roll call will be considered as losers."

"De Xiaoyao." The old man called out, followed by De Xiaoyao leaping forward, drawing an arc of light in the air, and when he landed, he let out his breath for an instant, with the sound of 'boom', the wind whirled wildly, dust and smoke flew, and he appeared on the stage Pretty gorgeous.

"Little beast." The old man continued to roll the name, but no one responded, and then muttered thousands of names, each paused for three seconds, which added up to a lot of time, which made De Xiaoyao's face pale, and it was obvious that the old man deliberately teased him.

Just when De Xiaoyao was about to speak in anger, the old man suddenly said: "De Xiaoweihe."

As soon as the name came out, everyone turned their attention to a burly man, only to see that the man seemed to listen but didn't listen, his body remained motionless, and three seconds was regarded as abstention.

At this time, De Xiaoyao had already entered and exited the arena thousands of times, unexpectedly the old man would call out the names of his fellow clansmen.Their purpose is to push De Xiaoyao to the top position, how can there be any reason to commit the following offense?

The old man kept calling the names for an hour, and out of the more than fifty people brought by De Xiaoshi, more than 20 people were eliminated without a fight.

Everyone didn't feel that the old man's move was boring, but felt it was very exciting. Everyone kept their eyes on it, and it depends on how long the old man can read. Maybe De Xiaoshi will have to withdraw from the competition for excellence today.

Until De Xiao's No.30 two were eliminated from the competition, the old man turned to read: "Dongfang Fei, Uncle Wen." After that, the two entered the arena, and De Xiaoyao withdrew from the arena, and he was never heard from him again. The name made him extremely depressed.

Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, more than 30 people from his own clan eliminated more than [-] people. De Xiaoyao regretted his rudeness just now.Fortunately, the old man was merciful, otherwise it would be very possible for De Xiao to withdraw from the competition for leadership today.

"Uncle Wen, win!" Seeing that the big man named Dongfang Fei died in the field, the old man motioned for Uncle Wen to take the body away, and then said: "Next match, Yi Fan will be honored against Gang Jin."

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoyu chuckled: "I didn't expect you to appear so soon, kid, don't be careless."

Yu Lingzheng said calmly: "The Gang clan is directly under Dexiao, so don't hold back."

Yi Fan frowned, and sighed: "It's disgusting to kill a dead body."

Yu Ling laughed lightly: "It's better than being killed!"

……

I saw a sturdy man stomping his feet, the whole person was flying up, and he landed on the duel field fluently. With a move with his bare hands, seven yellow flags were half-hanging in the air. It was very strange. It looked like Temu Khan. Same, using the first-class array technique.

Seeing him appearing handsomely, Yi Fan sloppily climbed over the wall and went down the stage. He entered the arena in an ordinary way, and was coughed by the wind and dust, which was quite awkward in comparison.

"You are Ghost Sword?" Gang Jinrong asked.

Yi Fan sneezed, immediately called out [Fen Yan], and lazily said, "Nonsense, otherwise why would I come out?"

Gang Jinrong's eyes flickered, filled with fighting intent: "Huh, Yi's son, I will avenge my people today!" After saying that, the sword pointed wildly, and the seven flags spun, and the next moment they suddenly plunged into the ground, coldly Drink: "Dragon array - Huanglong is born."

The seven flags shoot out a thunder light in an instant, intertwined together, and quickly transform into a translucent mad dragon, roaring up to the sky, and then rushing towards Yi Fan.

Yi Fan's expression was relaxed, he already had some knowledge about formation techniques, so he also understood a little bit.

Array soldiers are generally divided into two types, one is flags, and the other is fan weapons.The formations displayed by the flags are generally physical spells, that is, real attacks, which use divine breath to condense energy, and use the flags to carry out long-distance strikes.The fan-type weapons use psychedelic techniques, with mixed attacks and illusions, and can create unexpected effects.

Yi Fan knew that the cultivator who used the banner weapon was good at long-distance attack but not close combat. When the mad dragon was about to approach, he suddenly let out a cold snort, jumped up, stepped over the dragon, and approached Gang Jinrong.

Accompanied by this, the giant dragon crashed into the ground, and with a loud 'bump', it immediately turned into a ball, displayed its dragon posture in an instant, and turned to bite Yi Fan.

Gang Jinrong was shocked, he didn't expect Yi Fan's speed to be so fast, and the 'Huanglong Birth' he cast couldn't catch up at all.Immediately, they retreated, dancing and making seals at high speed, seven banners flickered in the air, and the rings of formations rushed out like water waves.

"Dragon Formation - Seven Dragons Move!"

As the words fell, the seven flags burst into the air, and the powerful divine breath quickly turned the flags into seven-headed giant dragons, and rushed towards Yi Fan in all directions.

Yi Fan's eyes were like torches, and he sneered, "It's really good to transform to the fourth floor, but your martial arts are too weak to stop me." The moment his body fell to the ground, the dragon in the sky stopped moving.

Gang Jinrong was taken aback, looked around only to realize that Yi Fan was approaching, and once again drove the giant dragon to chase after him.

"Stupid!" Yi Fan murmured softly, then turned around and threw [Fen Yan] and shouted, "Five Spirits Sword Art-Instant Blade Wuchen."

He could have killed Gang Jinrong with a single sword, but in order to show off, he turned his head to face the seven-headed dragon that was chasing him.I saw [Fen Yan]'s sword body flashing purple light, smashing the heads of dragons one by one at a speed that the naked eye could not detect, "Bang bang bang bang..." five consecutive sounds, before touching the sixth dragon, the light had already disappeared. dissipate.

Yi Fan made a move with his bare hands, and [Fen Yan] came to his hand in an instant, and said with a sneer: "It seems that there is still a gap between the third floor and the fourth floor."

The only two remaining giant dragons, accompanied by Gang Jinrong's double-fist dance painting, came to the side in an instant, and stopped chasing. At this moment, we still need to find a way to restrain the opponent's actions, and should not attack rashly.

But how could Yi Fan not understand Gang Jinrong's thoughts?It can be seen that this person lacks combat experience, his moves are brilliant, his momentum is sensational and intimidating, but he is flashy and useless.

Seeing that he mobilized the formation technique again, Yi Fan cast 'Instant Blade and Dust' again, blasting away the two giant dragons in a flash, and took his life at the same time.

"Yi Fan, win!" The old man smiled kindly at him, and said, "Don't forget to take the corpse with you when you leave."

Everyone was in an uproar. Seeing the battle, they knew that Gang Jinrong's strength had reached the fourth level of transformation, and Yi Fan's strength was only about the third level of transformation. He actually won the victory with only two moves.

Baiding Yunfei snorted at Ling Yiyi and said, "It turns out it's exactly what you said, that kid is only at the third level of transformation, if I kill him myself, I'll really dirty my hands. Come to compete for the top spot, don't laugh so hard, hahahaha..."

In the distance, De Xiaoyao clenched his fists and said angrily: "I thought it would be some powerful character, huh, Ghost Sword is nothing more than that, it doesn't deserve to be called a knight at all, let me erase your name in the battle of excellence." Deeds."

Lie Shanling'er sneered and said, "Yi Shi is still Yi Shi after all, with a big mouth but no ability."

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