Peerless God of War

"Xu Guang, win!"

"Liu Bing wins!"

"..."

Under the gaze of countless monks, the battle between the first group of eight Immortal Tribulation monks came to an end very quickly, and the result soon came to fruition.

It can be seen that the two sides did not use their trump cards, and did not intend to fight to the death. They just clicked, then admitted defeat and chose to withdraw.

Chen Xiao sneered at this, "Oh, it's really boring."

Ye Gubei also had a look of ridicule on his face and said: "Chen Xiao, you can see it. This kind of guy dares to come to the treasure competition and compete for Xuantian Lingbao. It's really ridiculous."

"Yes." Chen Xiao nodded lightly, and couldn't help but feel a burst of infinite sadness.

With the support of powerful forces behind them and the resources and treasures, these guys who are rich and beautiful but are defeated in the world have reached the realm of Tribulation Immortal, but they are not even willing to use their full strength.

If you want to rely on this ability to get through, I'm afraid it's impossible.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao turned his eyes and looked at Li Zhan in the main seat. His face was gloomy, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with the situation.

But as the host, Li Zhan was extremely calm and did not say anything.

The fight continued, and every time a Tribulation Immortal fell, there would be a burst of exclamations, like a wave, sweeping across the entire God of Mars Square.

But this scene seemed extremely boring in Chen Xiao's eyes.

It was like an adult watching a group of children fighting. It was boring, and he even started to yawn.

If Li Zhan and others were not still sitting firmly in their seats without any movement, he would have backed down and left.

"Um?"

At this moment, Chen Xiao discovered a

The people he knew, no, to be precise, they should be three monks.

"It's them, the Three Immortals of Peach Valley, that's interesting. These three don't have any big background, they are just casual cultivators. I want to see if these three can make it to the second round."

Chen Xiao thought to himself and finally got interested.

Among the monks below, the three immortals of Peach Valley stood side by side, looking at the four arenas in front of them with serious expressions, very nervous.

Soon, it will be the turn of the three of them.

Chen Xiao's eyes swept across the faces of the three people, and he became thoughtful.

In his opinion, the strength of these three people is very average. Among the tribulation immortals who came to this treasure competition, they are only average. It is almost impossible to stand out.

Perhaps, these three people had known that this would be the case, and they were not here for the Xuantian Lingbao, but to find a future and a way out for themselves.

"Sure enough, the chaos is coming, and all kinds of monks are starting to get ready to take action. It's just a question of how many monks will survive after this time." Chen Xiao thought in his mind.

After a while, the old man from the palace, Jie Xian, spoke again, and his voice spread in all directions.

"Wu Xiao, Arena No. 3."

I saw that Wu Xiao's face tightened when he heard his name being called. After taking a long breath, he looked at his two brothers.

"I'm going."

"Come on, you can do it."

"Work hard and fight hard. If you succeed, you will have hope in the future. Do you understand?" Wu Yong said in a deep voice and warned.

"Um."

Wu Xiao nodded, resolutely leapt forward, and landed on the third stage.

Then, Wu Xiao’s opponent also appeared on the stage. He was a middle-aged male cultivator.

Wearing black attire and holding a broad-bladed sword, he looked like an extraordinary warrior.

"Close the formation."

With an order, the isolation formation on the third arena was activated, isolating the inside and outside. Apart from being able to see the movement on the arena, no sound was leaked.

However, this is enough.

Wu Xiao and the sword-wielding male cultivator first said hello and informed each other of their lives, and then a battle officially began.

They saw Wu Xiao grinning, exuding endless confidence, holding a long knife and slashing in the air.

"Shua~"

A streak of bloody sword energy pierced the air, making a series of rustling sounds, and rushed towards the male cultivator holding the sword.

The expression of the male cultivator holding the sword did not change. A fiery red light emerged from his body and converged on the sword blade. Then, he struck with an extremely fierce sword.

boom!

The sword energy collided with the sword energy, bombarded each other, and finally returned to annihilation. A huge wave of energy, like a strong wind, swept through the entire No. 3 arena.

Many low-level monks who saw this scene immediately let out a series of exclamations.

"Tsk, they are really a bunch of people who have never seen the world. What's there to cheer about?" Ye Gubei sneered when he saw it.

After hearing this, Chen Xiao smiled noncommittally and did not answer.

As a casual cultivator, he sympathizes with these low-level cultivators. There are not many opportunities to see the world like this.

Maybe for people like Ye Gubei, it has long been commonplace, but they are not.

"Keep reading." Chen Xiao said.

"snort!"

On the third stage, the sword-wielding male cultivator easily deflected Wu Xiao's probing blow, appearing extremely relaxed.

The sword-wielding male cultivator smiled contemptuously, as if he wanted to say something.

But soon, he

His face changed drastically, and he saw that at some point, Wu Xiao had already accelerated and sprinted closer. The long knife in his hand erupted with an astonishing sword intent, and struck him with a knife.

The male cultivator holding the sword was shocked and quickly raised his sword to block it.

boom!

A terrifying wave of energy exploded, surging back and forth on the ring, pushing the two of them away.

The man was in mid-air, Wu Xiao smiled ferociously, and a bloody figure emerged from his body, which was the Dharma Appearance.

At the same time, the long knife in his hand overlapped with the reflection, and his momentum rose crazily, reaching a terrifying level.

Originally, Wu Xiao was only in the late stage of Tribulation Immortal, but under his full exertion at this moment, he actually reached the peak.

His sword was comparable to the strongest blow from the Peak Tribulation Immortal.

Then, under the extremely solemn gaze of the man holding the sword, the sword fell, and the bloody sword light dragged out an afterimage dozens of feet long, almost completely covering the man holding the sword.

Of course, the man holding the sword was not easy to deal with. Holding the sword in both hands, a flaming shadow wearing armor appeared behind him and stabbed him with a sword.

Snapped!

boom!

Countless waves of energy surged between the two, refusing to give in to each other. In just the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves, each with their own victory or defeat.

The fight was inextricable for a while, and no one could gain the absolute upper hand, and it was a stalemate.

However, at this moment, the bloody shadow behind Wu Xiao suddenly shattered, countless cracks spread crazily, and completely fell apart at a certain moment.

But the strange thing is that although the phantom martial spirit disappeared, Wu Xiao's momentum did not decrease by half, but became stronger.

I saw this blood glow condensed on his long knife, like

Like a sea of ​​blood, it stings the eyes.

"Good means, yes, it is very rare to be able to concentrate the sword's intention on the blade."

When Chen Xiao saw it, he couldn't help but look at it with admiration.