I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 96
The central arena of the martial arts arena.

"Murder! Murder!"

Shen Changan swiped his long sword horizontally, and the shouting man opened his mouth wide, and the shouting stopped abruptly, a line of blood suddenly appeared on his neck, and he fell to the ground with a bang, bleeding profusely.

The corpse seemed to be thrown into a quagmire, disturbing the commotion of insects and frogs in the pond, and the frogs croaked and stopped.

The hustle and bustle of the crowd fell into dead silence in an instant, and there was no sound.

"Shen Chang'an! What do you mean!"

Amidst the chilling silence, a burly man in a short shirt with bare arms stepped out, pointed at the tall and tall Shen Changan on the ring, and asked angrily.

Shen Changan didn't pay attention to him, put his sword at his side, facing the man facing the loess, there was a glaring bloodstain on his neck, his pupils dilated, he was already dead.

The man who died was Tu Baosing, who was known as the second person in the Jianghu.

Shen Chang'an only cut him off with one sword, it was not a martial arts contest, not to make friends with martial arts, but to seal his throat with one sword, clean and neat.

The central arena is in the center of the semi-circular arena. There is no circular ladder, the arena is raised, and the thick walls can isolate most of the noise. There is only one closed door for entry and exit.

All this was originally intended to keep the competition ring from interfering with each other, but now it has become a cage for everyone, making them a trapped beast in a cage, ready to be slaughtered.

He just came to see the competition, why did he die!

The middle-aged man fell straight on his back, his hands still holding the latch of the gate, his eyes were bloodshot and staring wide open, and he couldn't rest assured that he died. He couldn't figure out why until he died.

"puff--"

The man dressed as a gray robed servant turned the fallen man over and pulled out the dagger that had been inserted into the man's head, blood gushing out like a fountain.

"what!"

There was silence when she screamed, and the screaming woman also fell to the ground, her face was splashed with the man's blood, and the blood hole between her eyebrows was as deep as a black hole, and blood gushed out continuously.

"Please, please, don't kill me..."

One person begged for mercy, and in an instant, the common people who came to see the excitement all knelt down and begged for mercy, tearing and crying.

For a time, only about a hundred people were left standing in the huge central arena that could hold thousands of people.

The big man with bare arms opened his eyes with anger, his eyes were bloodshot, he rushed to the ring and shouted: "Shen Chang'an, you have killed innocent people indiscriminately, today I will kill you and eliminate harm for the people."

Only then did Shen Chang'an turn his eyes to him, and only glanced at him, the sword light flashed, and his head fell to the ground.

He looked away indifferently, turned his right hand holding the sword slightly, and pulled out a bloody sword flower. He calmed down and ordered: "Do it."

"Yes."

This sound was neat and loud, and completely shattered everyone's slim hopes. In the entire field, among the hundred people still standing, four fifths were Shen Chang'an's subordinates.

The martial arts arena was filled with swords, lights and swords flying all over the sky, and the bloody smell soared into the sky. In just half an hour, the commotion ceased, and corpses were scattered all over the ground, and blood flowed like rivers.

The lord order lasted seven days in total, and this was the fourth day.

Zhang Zheng poured two cups of tea and handed them to Jiao Min and Zhu Tianshun who were sweating profusely, and said to Jiao Min, "Okay, I'll take over here, you go and take turns with Zhu Tianshun."

This small thousand world does not allow the use of spiritual power and consciousness, once it is detected by the laws of the world, it will be expelled from the world.

And the spirit enlightenment smoke must be drawn by the spiritual consciousness to work. Like the storage bag, it requires very little spiritual consciousness.

But consciousness has been the most difficult thing to control since ancient times. It is rumored that in ancient times there was a method of refining gods, which could cultivate one's consciousness to become an immortal, but it is a pity that it has long been lost and reduced to legend.

To strictly control the consciousness and divide it into strands, this work is really exhausting, a dozen or twenty times is fine, and it is really too much manpower to measure dozens of times in a row.

Jiao Min suppressed the dull pain in his head, did not dare to persist blindly, stood up neatly, handed the spiritual smoke in his hand to Zhang Zheng, and said gratefully: "Thank you, sister Zhang Zheng."

Zhang Zheng smiled back, sat down on the chair, and uncovered the spiritual smoke in his hand.

After two breaths, Qi Lingyan remained unchanged, Zhang Zheng smiled regretfully and said, "I'm sorry, my young master has no destiny with my Heavenly Immortal Temple."

The young boy sighed regretfully, and his yearning eyes fell on the white cloth fluttering in the wind, where the word Xie Ge was small but extraordinarily dazzling.

It would be great if he could become a hero like Xie Ge!
Zhang Zheng looked in the direction the young boy was leaving, and there was quite a queue, roughly 50 to [-] people.

There was joy and joy in my heart, and a slight depression and disappointment.

Unsurprisingly, there were quite a few people who came to test, which was equal to or even far exceeded all of their previous one-month test.

It can be seen that this lord order is really lively and intense, making a group of teenagers excited and high-spirited.

However, even though 300 people have been tested, less than one-twentieth of them are qualified, and only three of them are qualified, and only one girl among these three is willing to go with them.

The other two made an excuse to ask relatives and friends, and replied to them the next day, but they left and never came back here.

After testing the last person of the day, Zhu Tianshun wiped the sweat from his forehead and lamented: "If I had known that the laws of this world were so restrictive, I would not have accepted this task."

Several people looked at each other and smiled. Now that they are all here, they can only resist. At least this world is not very dangerous, and these days are quite stable.

Seeing people crying, Zhang Zheng comforted him, "You will be guarding the courtyard tomorrow, go back and have a good rest."

Only then did Zhu Tianshun's frown ease slightly, his eyes drifted away, and he said triumphantly, "It's just right, it's time to thank that guy for suffering, I'm afraid he can't even support ten people."

"We should go, sister Zhang Zheng."

Jiao Min led the only female disciple who had been recruited in the past few days and walked two steps forward. When she realized that Zhang Zheng hadn't followed, she turned her head and called out.

Zhang Zheng withdrew his gaze from the arena, frowned slightly, and replied, "Okay, I'll be right there."

She had just taken two steps, but the bad breath became more and more intense, like an ant snake's tarsus, tightly entangled her mind.

Zhang Zheng paused.

Zhu Tianshun, who was holding the table and chair, almost bumped into her, was startled, and quickly stabilized his body and asked, "Sister Zhang Zheng, are you going?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Zheng's eyes fell on the arena again. The extremely bad and disgusting aura seemed to come from here.

It was dusk at this time, and the people watching the competition in the martial arts field gradually came out from the gate and left here.

There was a constant stream of people.

But Zhang Zheng became more and more uneasy, his brows were furrowed, no, no...

Although there are many people who come out today, compared with the past, there are too few.

Inexplicably, Shen Chang'an's fleeting killing intent and stern expression appeared in his mind.

Looking at the competition ground, Zhang Zheng waved his hands at Zhu Tianshun and Jiao Min and said, "Go back first, I want to go in and watch the competition."

"it is good."

Until Zhang Zheng's figure disappeared at the entrance of the competition arena, Jiao Min and Jiao Min looked at each other and frowned. It seemed that the competition was almost over by now.

(End of this chapter)