Daowu Tianzun

"Of course it's an old rule, everyone depends on their ability, can't you force it!" Qiu Wu said indifferently, he ranked No. 11 among the true disciples, and his prestige is very high, let's talk about the top ten true disciples now Even if he wasn't there, what he said still carried a lot of weight. 【】

All the true disciples nodded, and began to think in their hearts what benefits they should promise to those potential rookies after the assessment was over, but don't let those talented rookies lose because of stinginess, then their boss would be very upset. angry.

At the end of this group of true disciples, stood a person wearing a red cloak. This cloak was surprisingly wide, making it impossible to see the face hidden under the hat, but judging from the figure, this person should be a woman. Moreover, she was a woman with unpredictable strength. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that there was a real person standing there.

Silently, like a mass of air.

Those true disciples obviously knew her identity, and they avoided her intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was some kind of plague. Occasionally, when someone saw her, they would have complicated eyes, with awe, contempt, and a trace of...fear .

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With the passage of time, the scuffle in the square has become intense. People fall down every moment. These people are seriously injured or even died directly. Some people choose to quit when they see that the situation is not good. Although Square was eliminated, they at least saved their lives.

More than half an hour later, only about 2000 people were left standing in the square. Out of the original tens of thousands of people, at least a few hundred died, 5000 people were seriously injured, and the rest were either slightly injured or Waived is automatically selected.

The brutality of this scuffle was simply shocking, enough to move everyone.

At this time, Fang Yi also met his opponent.

A young man in gray linen stood in front of Fang Yi. This young man was about ten or so years old, with an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were extremely strange, as if it was the dark and distant night sky, deep and far away, and one could not help but fall into it. in.

He didn't carry any weapons, but with his hands behind his back, he walked through the crowd like a stroller, as if he was looking for something, until he saw Fang Yi, he seemed to have found something interesting, and lightly knocked him into the air. The people next to Fang Yi then blocked his way.

"It's really interesting." The young man in linen looked at Fang Yi, and there seemed to be whirlpools slowly turning in his eyes, "I didn't expect that I would meet interesting people after only a few days down the mountain. It seems that this assessment is not what I imagined. boring."

His voice is very calm, without the slightest fluctuation, but there is a kind of high indifference and loneliness in this calm voice, which is absolutely impossible to pretend, but a breath that will naturally come out when he speaks .

Fang Yi's expression was dignified, and the true energy in his body circulated rapidly. In front of this young man in sackcloth who suddenly appeared, he felt an unprecedented strong crisis, and even smelled the smell of death. This is simply incredible!

His cultivation base can already be compared to the warriors in the early stage of the light, and with many magic weapons to protect him, the ordinary warriors in the early stage of the light are not his opponents at all. Warrior is not impossible!

But at this moment, he really felt the crisis, the crisis of death.

Even with his sensing ability, he couldn't detect the true cultivation of this young man in sackcloth, he just felt it was hazy, like a mist.

"You hide it very well. If it weren't for the special exercises I practiced, I would have been fooled by you almost."

The young man in sackcloth stretched out his hand flatly, pointing at Fang Yi just like that, "It's purely boring for me to take part in this assessment, what are you doing for it?"

Fang Yi didn't answer his words, instead he withdrew his body like lightning and swept back. Almost as soon as his feet left the ground, five black holes appeared silently on the stone slab he was standing on, bottomless. , and there is still a trace of smoke coming out of it.

These five black holes are exactly the shape of the five fingers of the young man in Mai!

"What a powerful control of true energy! I didn't expect someone like you to appear in this assessment." Fang Yi's face was serious, and he said slowly: "But you don't need to know the reason why I came here, and you are not qualified to know."

The young man in linen clapped his palms lightly, but did not continue to attack, and said lightly: "No qualifications? It seems that my eyes really did not deceive me. You and I are actually the same kind of people. How about it, let's play a game ,How about it?"

"what game?"

"See if you can stop me from ending this boring assessment." The young man in Mai looked at the more than 2000 people who were still fighting fiercely in the square, and frowned in disgust. "If anyone loses, they can withdraw from this assessment by themselves. You must abolish your cultivation."

Abandon your cultivation!

This young man in sackcloth does not speak, and when he speaks, it is shocking. You must know that the reason why warriors can surpass ordinary people is entirely because of their powerful strength. Killing them is even more painful.

"What a big tone, you are not the only one who is strong here, do you think you can deal with everyone?" Although Fang Yi was not sure about defeating him, it didn't mean he was afraid of him, and said mockingly: "Also, I Why should I bet with you?"

"There are indeed a few guys with good strength here, but they are not in my eyes, only you are the exception. Because I feel the threat of death from you, I believe you feel the same way, this shows our strength It should be between brothers."

The young man in linen didn't care about Fang Yi's surprised eyes, and said to himself: "As for why you bet with me, it's actually very simple. If you choose to escape, then you will leave an indelible shadow in your heart." , the road to martial arts will come to an end."

Fang Yi's eyes turned cold. This young man in sackcloth is right. Now he doesn't know who is strong and who is weak among them. If he just escapes this "game" like this, it will definitely cause cracks in his will, and even produce Demons can never be made up for.

The young man in sackcloth was forcing him to gamble, and he had to gamble.

"The game has started, remember my name, my name is Jian Chen."

The young man in linen already knew the answer from Fang Yi's eyes. After saying this, he turned around and rushed towards the crowd as quickly as he could.

Wherever he passed, the crowd dispersed automatically, as if an invisible force was pushing them. A few warriors in the middle stage of gasification cursed a few times, and stabbed him with the long sword in their hands without hesitation, but it was strange. Something happened, those long swords turned into powder when they were still a few feet away from his body, and then the bodies of those martial artists also turned into powder in an instant, not even a bit of blood was left, it was so weird evaporated.

What kind of terrifying technique is this?

"You want to end the assessment, but I won't let you end it."

Fang Yi was secretly shocked, but his movements were not slow. His whole body almost turned into a stream of light and chased after Jian Chen. He didn't hide his cultivation anymore, but completely let go of the operation of the kung fu. The black light all over his body was burning like a flame. , the surrounding air began to distort and blur, making his figure seem unreal.

Jian Chen could feel that Fang Yi was approaching rapidly without turning his head. He didn't stop, but accelerated his speed, passed through the crowd without stopping, and shot towards the southeast of the square.

There was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy fighting with four or five middle-stage warriors with a sword. The boy obviously didn't use all his strength, and was still chattering about something surrounded by the crowd.

"Low-key, I want to be low-key." He said so, but his strike was extremely fierce. The black long sword in his hand bent strangely like a poisonous snake, and then plunged into the few besieging him like lightning. The body of the martial artist, penetrated from behind them.

He is a young man, but he has the strength in the late stage of gas transformation, and judging by the aura he exudes, he has almost stepped into the military state with half of his foot. These warriors in the middle stage of gas transformation are not his opponents at all. There are almost few people in the square now, so he doesn't bother spending time with them.

However, he didn't want their lives, he just made them seriously injured and lose their combat effectiveness.

"No way, who told me to always be so kind."

He was thinking narcissistically, but suddenly felt a terrifying aura approaching him from behind. This aura has a long history, but it is extremely domineering and ruthless. Before it really came to him, he couldn't bear it anymore. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale.

"The game starts with you."

Before he had time to turn around, he heard an indifferent voice from behind. A faint gray light seemed to pass through the void and came to his back in an instant. The surging true energy even made him breathless. stopped.

He fell into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold.

"It's not that easy."

At this moment, another faint voice came from behind him, and then he felt the suffocating pressure around him dissipate in an instant, a bright sword light pierced through the void, scattered the gray glow, and then continued to castrate, hit the man who attacked him.

"Thank you, brother, for your help!" He quickly said to Fang Yi with a look of horror on his face.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, now he didn't have the time to pay attention to this, because after Jian Chen broke his sword energy casually, he didn't stay there, but darted towards another target.

Seeing that Jian Chen had already flew far away, Fang Yi did not stop, and quickly chased after him.

Through the probing contest just now, he already knew that Jian Chen was probably in the early stage of Piguang, but he cultivated extremely advanced skills, and his martial arts were weird and domineering. Generally, people of the same realm would not be his opponents at all, but these opponents Yi has no advantage, because his Dao Wu Tianshu is also a peerless skill.

Now if the two want to decide the winner, it all depends on the comprehension and application of the exercises, and who is better.

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The two of them fled towards the north one by one, the speed was getting faster and faster, and everything they passed was turned on their backs. Those who were a little stronger were fine, but those who were a little weaker were miserable. The strong wind that passed was enough to make them vomit blood and suffer serious injuries.

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