Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 997 I won

Seeing those guards being surrounded and strangled by a large number of Ideal Freedom Army fighters, these practitioners seemed to see their next fate.

"let's start."

Wang Jian glanced at these people coldly, and said lightly: "Everyone chooses an opponent, and they can use any method. If they win, they will let them live. If they lose, they will die on the spot!" Emotional fluctuations and coldness made these practitioners shiver uncontrollably.

"I choose him."

After carefully looking at Gibit and the others, a practitioner pointed at one of the disciples of the ancient sect who had the lowest cultivation base, only the first level of Qi Refining Realm, and said confidently.

Compared with the disciples of this ancient sect, this cultivator has a cultivation base of the second level of Qi Refining Realm, and he thinks that he is sure of victory.

"Do you agree?"

Wang Jian looked at the disciple of the ancient sect and asked.

"Brother, I agree."

The disciple nodded and walked out.

"I choose him."

"I choose this..."

Seeing this, the other practitioners immediately came to their senses, and secretly scolded the first guy for being cunning, and hurriedly chose their opponents.

Among the fifteen disciples of the ancient sect, only five are at the first level of the Qi Refining Realm, and among the remaining ten, Gibit is the first to break through and advance to the second level of the Qi Refining Realm. The others were a little later.

As for the outer disciples of the Heitian sect, their cultivation bases are almost the same as theirs. In fact, there were many outer disciples with higher cultivation bases, but they were all taken away by Xu Haifeng before. One after another fell to death.

After all, Wang Jian is a master of the Great Consummation Realm of the Qi Refining Realm, and dealing with those disciples of the Heitian Sect whose cultivation base is only about the third or fourth level of the Qi Refining Realm is like stepping on ants. Can't do it.

"Have you chosen everything?"

Wang Jian and Liu Xiaotong stood beside them, watching with their hands behind their backs. Not far away, the screams of the guards gradually disappeared, and it was almost impossible to see any standing guards.

A group of fighters from the Ideal Freedom Army surrounded them one after another. They stood in the distance, staring closely at the disciples of the Heitian sect.

Looking at the countless Ideal Liberation Army fighters, these outer disciples of the Heitian sect were filled with great pressure. They never thought that in the past, they never took it seriously and ignored it. Here, these slaves who were allowed to beat, scold and slaughter, gathered together today, would actually put a lot of pressure on them!
"Selected."

An outer disciple suppressed the fear in his heart and nodded.

"very good."

Wang Jian looked at him, and told the disciples of the ancient sect who were eager to try, "Be careful."

"I know big brother."

The disciple said confidently, "I won't embarrass you."

Wang Jian hummed, and said lightly: "Let's get started!"

"what!"

The outer disciple suddenly let out a loud cry, using it to release his inner anxiety and fear, and rushed towards the disciple of the ancient sect.

"Good come!"

This disciple of the ancient sect seemed very calm in comparison, he casually raised the big knife in his hand, and slashed at the outer disciple of the Heitian sect.

Low-level practitioners like them are still unable to master Xuanmen techniques, so when competing, they still have to rely on speed, body and combat skills to fight.

Wang Jian and Liu Xiaotong were watching the battle from the sidelines. In fact, Wang Jian was ready to intervene in the battle at any time. Once he found that the disciple of the ancient sect was at a disadvantage and was in danger, he would immediately send the disciple of the Heitian sect to him. Killed the outer disciples.

As for what he said before, if they win, let them live, Wang Jian just lied to them casually.

How could it be possible to let them go?

But if he didn't say that, these outer disciples of the Heitian sect would not have the desire to survive, and they would cheer up to fight these disciples of the ancient sect.

This is a rare opportunity for actual combat, just to sharpen and train these ancient sect disciples who have just started to practice, and add more actual combat experience to them.

"... This man is called Jilu. He was the same as me before, and he worked together in the Lumbard tribe."

More and more Ideal Freedom Army fighters gathered around. They stood in the distance and looked at the field with envy and jealousy. This ancient disciple named Jilu and this outer disciple of the Heitian sect fought. on par.

"His luck is really good. He was favored by Mr. Zhao, entered the Gudian Military Academy, and was later trained to become a practitioner!"

"Yeah, you can see that he can compete with those practitioners now!"

"I really envy him."

Many soldiers of the Ideal Freedom Army talked in low voices.

Since they heard what Zhao Yifan said last time—their children will also have the opportunity to become practitioners in the future, and becoming a practitioner has become the greatest hope for these ideal freedom fighters.

Especially when I see now that the partners who worked with them have suddenly become practitioners, fighting on par with those "gentlemen" in the past, the envy and jealousy in the hearts of these Ideal Freedom Army soldiers can't be expressed in words. to describe.

Surrounded by the ideal freedom army fighters on the third floor from the left and the third floor from the right, these outer disciples of the Heitian sect are under great pressure.

Can't help but think wildly.

And in the fight between life and death, there is no doubt that a distraction may bring about a fatal disaster!
"……kill!"

Jilu keenly discovered that the outer disciple of the Heitian Sect who was fighting with him was distracted for a moment. Jilu flicked the big knife in his hand, and the outer disciple immediately retreated subconsciously, but in fact, it was just Jilu It was just a false move, the big knife in his hand made a flexible turn, and after it fell, it mercilessly struck the shoulder of this outer disciple.

"what……"

The outer disciple suddenly screamed, staggered, and slowed down his movements. Jirou gave full play to the spirit of "killing you while you are sick", and forced the outer disciple to block left and right. In a hurry, the injury on his shoulder greatly slowed his actions. After a few moves, Jirou shouted loudly and slashed at the outer disciple who couldn't dodge in time!

The outer disciple let out a scream and shook his body. Jirou mercilessly threw himself at him and took his life with a knife!

"Good kill!"

"Girou, well done!"

"Kill them!"

Seeing Jirou winning, holding a long knife, and looking majestic, the ideal freedom fighters around suddenly burst into applause and applauded for him.

Although before, these fighters of the Ideal Freedom Army had also seen Wang Jian and Liu Xiaotong attacking those disciples of the Heitian Sect.

However, there is no doubt that Giroud's victory at the moment is the biggest shock to these ideal freedom fighters!

Because before this, Giroud, like these tens of thousands of fighters, were slaves who were driven and whipped arbitrarily!
"Big Brother."

Jilu put away the long knife in his hand, glanced at the outer disciple who was lying on the ground, and his mood was also very complicated. He walked briskly in front of Wang Jian, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully :"I won!"

"Good job."

Wang Jian smiled slightly at him.

Jirou stepped back excitedly.

Wang Jian's eyes fell on the remaining Heitian Sect outer disciples, he suppressed his smile, and said lightly: "Next!"

An outer disciple with a pale face came out slowly.

"go to hell!"

"asshole!"

"You will definitely lose!"

The soldiers of the Ideal Freedom Army around were cursing after seeing this.

Wang Jian didn't stop them either, which could be regarded as some psychological pressure on these people.

A disciple from the ancient sect also came out, walked not far from the outer disciple, and stopped.

"let's start."

Wang Jian's eyes swept across the two of them separately, and he already had a judgment in his heart. The disciple of the ancient sect had a calm gaze, full of strong self-confidence. On the other hand, the outer disciple of the Heitian sect had a pale face and eyes. Dissociated, out of mind.

Haven't started the test yet.

Wang Jian knew that this outer disciple of the Heitian sect was bound to lose.

In the fight between life and death, if one party is already timid before starting the fight, then can he be counted on to survive?

The answer is naturally no.

Just as Wang Jian judged before, not long after the two fought, this disciple of the ancient sect quickly gained the upper hand, and forced the outer disciple of the Heitian sect to retreat again and again, in a state of embarrassment. Strength, there is no power to fight back.

After a few rounds, this outer disciple of the Heitian Sect was killed by a disciple of the Ancient Sect!

"Eldest brother, I won!"

After the victory, loud applause came from around again. This disciple imitated Jilu's appearance before, walked quickly to Wang Jian's side, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said to Wang Jian.

"Ah, very good."

Wang Jian also smiled at him as a gesture of encouragement.

Seeing the disciples of the ancient sect winning again, the outer disciples of the Heitian sect could no longer remain calm.

"Next!"

Wang Jian looked at the remaining outer disciples of the Heitian sect, and said calmly.

These people suddenly shuddered. At first, they thought that this was a way to survive, but now it seems that it is different from what they thought before.

"Ok?"

Wang Jian saw several people standing still, squinting his eyes, his eyes swept over them like a sharp sword, and said coldly: "No one came out to fight? Then you mean you want to die, don't you?"

(End of this chapter)