God-slaughtering King

They looked at each other with shame, anger and fear.

However, no one dared to look up at the South Gate maple.

As Nanmen Maple said, if Nanmen Maple with Tianjie martial spirit is a waste, what are they kneeling in front of this waste

No one answered for a long time, and Nanmen Feng opened his mouth again.

"If any of you don't agree, just give me the afternoon, and I'll go on..."

The voice of Nanmen maple is plain, but it has the momentum of looking at the king of the world.

Challenge?

The disciples who knelt down in front of Nanmen Feng were angry and ashamed. They breathed heavily, but no one dared to speak.

Fight with the South Gate maple of Tianjie martial spirit?

Lend them ten courage, they will never dare!

"What a bunch of rubbish who can only argue!"

Nanmen Feng reluctantly shook his head and immediately turned away. Competing with these people will only lose his weight.

Shen Linfeng on the high platform looked at the back of Nanmen Maple leaving, and his soft face was shocked with an indescribable color.

Shen Linfeng has a high-level martial soul of the earth level, and his cultivation is far higher than that of Nanmen maple. Although he also feels great pressure from the soul power, he won't bend down.

"Since you are really the soul of Tianjie martial arts, you are even more damn..."

Secretly sipping his mouth, Shen Linfeng gritted his teeth and left the platform.

"Two tigers fight each other. It seems that the third battle will be very interesting..."

Under the sky platform, Murong Qianqiu looked at Maple and Shen Linfeng at the south gate, and his eyes were full of interest.

Compared with the coming third test, the first two tests can only be regarded as selection, and the third assessment is the real assessment.

This assessment is no longer like the first two, testing and teaching the contestants' soul and physical strength.

But a simple challenge arena showdown, a one-on-one battle.

The winner is promoted and the weak is eliminated.

Simple and direct.

……

Three days is just a meditation for martial artists.

Dong Dong

With the earth shaking sound of bells and drums in Zhenwu gate, more than 30 famous hall leaders appeared in front of everyone.

Murong Qianqiu sat high and looked down at ten huge challenge platforms in front of him.

Today will be the best day to select this disciple. As the leader of a mountain, he is naturally full of expectations.

Including Nanmen Feng, a full 200 qualified participating disciples stood in front of Murong Qianqiu.

Each of them was full of bravery, and their eyes were full of hot war spirit.

Except for one person, he is fan qian0.

Only the peak strength of Na Lingjing, although nominally equal to the cultivation of Nanmen maple, he knew that he had been far behind Nanmen maple.

Except for the two of them, of the 198 people left, 196 were Xiaocheng in the chemical weapons territory and one was a middle rank in the chemical weapons territory.

A warrior at the peak level of the spirit realm can release an attack of more than 50000 Jin with one full blow.

The full strength of the chemical weapons territory is at least 100000 kg.

Obviously, there is only one order, but the power is twice the difference. If you count the soul power, soul power, martial arts and so on.

The difference can be described by heaven and earth.

In the face of these talented fighters in the chemical weapons realm, fan Qianling has no hope of victory.

It was for this reason that fan qianzero looked depressed and had no intention to fight.

At this time, a familiar blue figure appeared behind fan qianzero.

"Hey, fan Qianling, cheer up for me. Even if you lose, you have to lose better. Don't humiliate us in Yicheng, Tiannan..."

It was Huang Qinglang, fan Qianling's sworn enemy, who shouted.

Although Huang Qinglang's words were ugly, they made fan qian0 wake up like a dream.

"Yes, fan qianzero represents the Lin family. I can lose, but I can't be invincible!"

Fan Qianling secretly clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, and a hot flame rose again in his eyes.

"These two guys..."

Nanmen Feng looked at them with envy. In this world, real friends are rare, and real enemies are even more rare.

It is even more difficult for people who are both enemies and friends.

Fan Qianling and Huang Qinglang can't catch up with Nanmen Maple at this time, but their relationship is envied by Nanmen maple.

Dong Dong

Another earth shaking bell and drum sounded. Murong Qianqiu appeared under the stage and talked about the rules with 200 contestants.

In the first battle, everyone needs to defeat an enemy.

The winner, who successfully entered the Yulong list, was also qualified for the internal selection soon.

Losers are eliminated directly.

When Murong Qianqiu announced all the rules, ten disciples took the lead in the challenge arena and waited for the challenger.

The opponent follows him closely. No one will shrink back in an open and aboveboard challenge arena.

In an instant, ten challenge arenas and ten wars were burning in an instant.

Every battle must be decided within half a column of incense. Therefore, as soon as the contestants make a move, they are their strongest martial arts skills, which are not reserved.

In just one incense burning time, all the people in the ten challenge arena changed once.

Twenty people, ten people laughed because of their success in promotion, while the remaining ten people left sadly because of elimination.

Suddenly, Nanmen Maple jumped into the challenge arena.

From the moment the maple of the South Gate jumped onto the challenge arena, more than 30 hall leaders, sect leader Murong Qianqiu and countless disciples gathered their eyes.

"This dark horse, which is not favored by others, finally dare not calm down!"

The disciples who were shouting for others stopped shouting for the first time. Looking at Nanmen Feng, they couldn't help thinking of the scene in front of Nanmen Feng three days ago.

Some people have no face to face the underground head, others are angry because they are beaten in the face.

"What about the martial spirit of Tianjie? After all, it's just a talent. He accepts the peak cultivation of the spirit realm. Can he defeat the chemical weapons realm?"

"Yes, waste is still waste. He is still a waste in front of strong strength!"

"Hahaha... The truth, look at the way the martial spirit of this heaven rank was trampled under his feet!"

Facts have proved that many people don't know how to write the dead word. Even though Nanmen Maple has swollen their faces with facts, they still want to show their tongue and ridicule Nanmen maple.

"Ha ha, I really don't know how to repent!"

Nanmen Feng Leng glanced around and finally fixed his eyes on the few contestants.

These participating disciples are different from those who try to talk fast. They may disdain Nanmen maple and have the intention of war, but no one makes a lot of noise.

Obviously, people with real strength will not like to show off their tongue.

Nanmen Feng swept the crowd and fixed his eyes on fan qianzero.

Fan Qianling was stunned, and then he woke up. He knew that Nanmen Maple was inviting him to fight.

"Don't you want me to lose too badly?"

With a wry smile, fan qian0 immediately jumped onto the challenge arena with one foot on the ground.

"Cousin Qian, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time..."

Nanmen Feng smiled heartily.

Nanmenfeng suffered countless ridicules when he was in the family, and fan Qianling, as the eldest childe, is the leader and strongest of the younger generation.

He is the existence that nanmenfeng wants to overcome most.

"Ha ha..."

Fan Qianling smiled bitterly again and said, "I thought about this scene, but I didn't expect it to come so fast..." fan Qianling looked at the Nanmen maple in front of him and couldn't help but return to the past.

At that time, Nanmen Maple had no martial spirit and only quenched his body. He suffered countless white eyes and humiliation.

But in just over a year, he stood in front of the strongest young master of the family.

This great contrast really made fan qianzero feel like a dream.

"Come on!"

Fan Qianling suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand, restored his pride in the past, and said, "if you can, I hope you don't show me mercy and let me see the real distance between you and me!"

"Hehe..."

Nanmen Maple smiled.

Jinghong, flash.

When the smile converged, the dark nameless knife attacked like a black dragon, and the black spirit power like a flame hissed, as if to burn the void.

Ground level advanced swordsmanship, boundless and unrestrained

Fan Qianling's sword was like the wind, rolled up and fell to the south gate. An autumn wind filled the whole challenge arena.

In this breath, the maple at the South Gate seems to see the scene of clear autumn and the South Gate of maple falling with drizzle.

"I've heard from my mother that our Lin family has a set of very powerful swordsmanship. Only the patriarch can practice it. Is that what I'm talking about?"

Nanmen Feng licked his lips and rushed into fan Qianling's sword intention.

Wow

The endless Luonan gate comes from all directions with endless sword meaning.

Pee, pee

Seemingly gentle and gentle, he blew his hair and broke his hair. He was so fierce that he cut several holes in Nanmen Maple's clothes in an instant.

"So overbearing?"

Nanmen Feng was startled and stopped quickly.

"Look down on me, but you will pay the price!"

One move gained the upper hand, and fan qian0 flirted with a smile.

"Price?"

Nanmen Maple smiled but did not speak. With a quick turn, the nameless knife stood behind Nanmen maple. Nanmen Maple raised one hand and his eyes became dark.

The extremely powerful dark spiritual power erupted and quickly wrapped the maple in the south gate and burned like a flame.

Senluo Wanren!

With the terrible sound, the endless, dense black knife like a rainstorm instantly dispersed fan qianzero's sword intention.

"Good guy!"

Fan Qianling smiled with surprise. Immediately, the long sword coagulated and moved its intention, and went straight to the South Gate maple.

Qiang... Qiang

The flying black knife was bounced away by fan qianzero, but there were endless knives waiting for him in front of him.

Moo

With a strange roar, the endless black knife turned into a huge dragon with a big mouth.

Roared and screamed to tear fan qianzero to pieces.

"Ho..."

Fan qianzero was shocked, then he suddenly clenched his teeth, and the boundless falling wooden sword technique showed its power again, heading up towards the dark dragon.

Boom

Click, click

The black dragon roared, fan qian0's long sword was smashed, and the black dragon also stood still at a distance of fan qian1 feet.

"Sure enough, the distance is still great!"

Through the gap between the dragon's teeth, fan Qianling glanced at the smiling Nanmen Maple not far away, shook his head somewhat discouraged, and immediately turned and jumped off the challenge arena.

Losing to anyone is no better than losing to Nanmen maple. It can not only save Nanmen Maple physical strength, but also save him some face.

Boom

The dark Throwing Knife turned into aura and was taken back by Nanmen maple.

At this time, the referee's announcement also sounded, "the maple at the South Gate of the day-to-day hall is promoted, and fan qianzero of the Yunhai hall is eliminated! The next contestant is on the stage!"