Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 253 The Land of Inheritance
Martial God Realm, a vast and uninhabited land.

Because there are few people here and lack of vitality, most of the uninhabited areas are occupied by many true spirits of the Tao.

These Taoist true spirits are like monsters in the Tianwu world. Although they are only creatures derived from Taoism, their attack power should not be underestimated.

Bei Han hangs at the position where the team does not move forward or backward, his eyes sweep around with some vigilance. He can feel that there are indeed many real spirits in this mountain. Although this team is not weak, if it is attacked, it will inevitably There will be some trouble, so it's better to be careful.

Fortunately, the thing that worried Beihan the most did not happen. After about three or four hours, the dense forest became thinner.

Not long after that, Beihan felt his vision widen, and they had successfully reached the top of the mountain.

Just as Beihan and the others appeared on the top of the mountain, there were some sounds of flying spirits flying through the air, but before Beihan retreated quickly, there was a sound of stopping, coming from the front.

Beihan turned his gaze to the top of the mountain, only then did he realize that there were already two parties facing each other in the area around the top of the mountain at this time.

And at the edge of the mountain, a steep stone wall rises into the sky, and there are layers of spiritual power ripples on the surface of the stone wall. One can tell that this layer of stone wall has been restricted by people, and there is a cave hidden inside.

"Presumably this is the entrance to the so-called land of inheritance..." Beihan glanced at the stone wall and said to himself in his heart.

"Mo Dao, you guys are too late..."

When Beihan's gaze was attracted by the gate of inheritance, a faint voice sounded suddenly, and he looked along, only to see a burly figure with the back of his back in the middle of the large group of warriors who were full of evil spirits. The middle-aged man with a heavy knife more than ten feet long was looking at them.

There was no particularly strong surge of spiritual power in the big man's body, but he stood there like a mountain, so that no one dared to underestimate him.

Lin Dong's gaze met the big man's, and he hurriedly withdrew it with a shudder. From the latter, he felt an extremely heavy oppression, which even a green beard would not give He has.

"This person is the person involved in the Three Extreme Heavens of the War Sword Sect. The heavy swordsman Zhan Jun is a holy walker. In the western region of the Three Extreme Heavens, few people can compete with him. He can be called a powerful man!"

Beside Beihan, Feng Ling'er said in a low voice.

Beihan nodded lightly, Saint Walker, this level is already far away from the realm of blood martial arts, and once he enters this realm, he will have the most basic qualifications for shaping the holy position in the future, and once he becomes a martial saint, don't say Even in the middle heavenly spirit world, even in the upper heavenly holy world, they all have a certain status.

"Hehe, brother Zhan, why bother to be impatient..."

When Zhan Jun spoke, on the side of the Qinglian Sword Sect, a man in a blue shirt who looked like a scholar also smiled slightly. He was the only person present who was not afraid of the former's majestic oppression at all.

And this person is Qingran, the holy walker that Beihan had seen before, and he is a very powerful existence among the holy warriors at this moment.

Looking at those two extremely oppressive figures, Bei Han's heart was also a little hot. This kind of strong man, in the lower Tianwu world, can't even see it...

Zhan Jun glanced at Qingran, then waved his hand, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, since everyone has arrived, let's start, if it drags on, the energy of the Gate of Inheritance will be dissipated..."

Hearing Jian Jun's words, the green beard also smiled, looked at Mo Dao and the others who were coming, swept his gaze, and finally stopped on Bei Han, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Junior brother, we are all in this battle. I like you very much."

Beihan met those gentle eyes and raised his eyebrows. Although he had a certain degree of confidence in this competition, the others seemed not to be very Beihan, but at this moment Senior Brother Qingran suddenly said such a sentence, Suddenly it made everyone puzzled.

"Could it be that Junior Brother Beihan has the aptitude to defeat Zhan Chonglin?"

Hearing Qingran's words, Xueshou also looked at Beihan in astonishment. Others didn't know, but he had deeply felt Zhan Chonglin's formidable strength.

"Oh? Do your best."

Beihan's eyebrows trembled, and then he smiled and said to Shang Qingran.

"Of the five people sent by Zhan Dao Sect this time, the two big ones are not a big problem. You Mo Dao and Song Yun can easily win, but the other three games are relatively close. Whoever wins and who loses, It's really hard to say."

"The remaining three people should be Zhan Jun, Ye Liuguang and Zhan Chonglin." Mo Dao frowned, looking at the group of people on the opposite side, and said.

"That's right. With Zhan Jun's strength in the third game, we couldn't win at all. In the fourth game, it is said that Ye Liuguang has also gained a lot of luck recently. Compared with the bloody hand, it should be hard to tell the winner. As for the last game, Everyone knows how powerful Zhan Zhonglin is, but Beihan should also have a certain possibility of winning." Qingran said.

"Oh……"

After hearing Qingran's words, the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect were all quietly relieved. The first two games can be won steadily. As long as they win one of the last three games, then the Qinglian Sword Sect Then you can obtain the ownership of this inheritance land.

There is still some hope of winning this time, after all, Ye Liuguang has always been weaker than Xueshou.

While talking on their side, on the other side of the Zhandao Gate, the group split apart, and four figures walked out slowly, and finally stood on both sides of Zhan Jun.

Bei Han's gaze also took the opportunity to glance over. There were four of them, three men and one woman. One of the three men was dressed in white and looked handsome, with a seemingly gentle smile on his face. The baleful aura of the Zhandaomen is incompatible and very conspicuous.

The second man was a big man in revealing clothes, and he used a powerful heavy knife like Zhan Jun. He looked like a humanoid beast, full of strength.

As for the last boy, he was dressed in gray and looked ordinary. He was like two extremes with the man in white. Standing there, he looked like a dead ghost.

"Zhan Zhonglin..."

Bei Han silently read these few words in his heart, and then frowned slightly. For some reason, he felt a strong sense of threat from Zhan Zhonglin.

The remaining woman was also beautiful, but compared to Feng Ling'er, she was still inferior. It seemed that she was at most on the same level as Bei Ruyan's daughter.

"Your opponent is that young man in black. Don't underestimate him. He has already cultivated to a very deep level his quick sword and ten thousand sword secrets. If I were to fight in his hands, I would fail if I didn't have a hundred moves. Defeated." On the side, feeling Beihan's gaze, Xueshou said to Beihan solemnly.

Bei Han nodded slightly, and glanced at the ghostly gray-clothed boy a few more times, and then looked away after seeing the latter standing there very calmly without making the slightest movement.

"Stop talking nonsense, who of you will play first?"

When Beihan looked at those people, the heavy-sworded man who looked a little arrogant at first glance, carrying a big knife, stepped forward two steps, looked at Beihan and the others, and curled his lips.

Seeing that vicious man come on stage, the eyes of the Qinglian Sword Sect were all focused on Mo Dao, who looked at him calmly, and walked forward slowly, "Are you in a hurry to lose face?"

"Humph, Mo Dao, today I'm going to let you taste the power of my heavy sword." As he said that, the big man swung the heavy sword, causing waves of strong spiritual power storms, like a human-shaped tornado Attacked towards the ink knife.

"Humph!"

Just as the voice fell, the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power exploded from the bodies of the two of them almost at the same time. The strong spiritual power, like a gust of wind, swept away all the dead leaves on the ground.

Facing such a merciless attack from the heavy swordsman, the ink knife also snorted coldly, and with a big hand, a fiery red long sword flashed out, and then moved lightly, entangled with the opponent .

Both of them are at the level of the peak blood fighters, and they can be regarded as the best among the generation of the western Sanjitian. This fight is also quite exciting. The strong wind drew dazzling deep marks one after another on the ground.

Bei Han watched the fierce battle in the arena, but after a while, he slowly looked away. Although he was both a peak blood fighter, it was obvious that Mo Dao was better than that big man in terms of spiritual strength.

This may not be a big deal at the beginning, but as this kind of fighting continues, the gap between the two sides will inevitably be gradually widened.

In this competition, the ink knife should have a slightly better chance of winning.

And just as Beihan expected, after the two of them fought so evenly, the big man's offensive gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Won……"

Beihan whispered to himself, and then, there was a sound of gold and iron in the field, the heavy knife in the big man's hand was directly found by the ink knife, and he flew with a sword, while his long sword, It also penetrated the latter's throat at once.

wow——

As the dozens of Martial God marks flew towards the ink knife, this also marked the Qinglian Sword Sect's first victory.

(End of this chapter)