Supreme Pill Saint

His name is Xue Cheng.

This is the top student of Xuangong. He was a freshman of the last term. Now he is a senior student. He is more than 3000 years old. He has five levels of fixed ancient environment, which is very, very excellent.

Even if there is not a North immortal, it is possible for him to get the first place in this Xuangong competition. Of course, now, with the North immortal, the first one doesn't need to be thought about, but the second one can still be thought about.

He holds a heavy black knife, sleeps with his mouth, his feet are like wind, and almost one foot is about to step on the high platform.

However, just then

Nobody thought of it!

Standing on the high platform of the North immortal, unexpectedly It suddenly moved.

Touch.

A free hand.

North immortal didn't even raise his head. He didn't look at Xue Cheng, so he took a picture at will.

"No!" Xue Cheng was cold all of a sudden. The whole person seemed to fall into the ice hole. He felt the extreme danger. Moreover, the danger came too suddenly and too soon. He had no chance to avoid it.

In a word, Xue Cheng's immortal strength is more than 100 times worse than that of the north? Even if the North immortal random strike, also is definitely not Xue Cheng can hide in the past!

In the blink of an eye.

Xue Cheng didn't even know where the immortal northern attack came from. Then he was hit directly. His whole shoulder was scarlet and broken completely. The whole man seemed to be a stone thrown out and suddenly flew out.

It took hundreds of meters to fall to the ground. As soon as it fell to the ground, it passed out.

For a while, the disciples of the people's palace, the underground palace and the heavenly palace, including LAN Dingtian and others, who gathered around to observe the comparison of Xuangong, were somewhat stupid.

Why does North immortal want to fight?

No one thought that immortality in the North would fight.

In many people's eyes, it's impossible for someone to provoke the North immortal in the knockout competition. In fact, the North immortal, just like walking, stepped onto the high platform easily.

In this case, he has already got a quota of one hundred. Why should he fight against Xue Cheng? No need at all!

In addition to the perplexity of the onlookers, the disciples of Xuangong who are fighting fiercely and rushing towards the bloody platform with all their strength are also panicked and worried. They stare at the immortal North one by one, just like that!!!

Why does North immortal want to fight? What is he going to do?

The next moment.

There are Xuangong disciples coming to the stage again. Moreover, they are all four Xuangong disciples. Otherwise, they can't rush to the stage so quickly.

However.

North immortal is going to fight again.

He is as light as a light when he moves!

A quick chill.

He can't be seen with the naked eye.

Moreover, the immortality of the north is silent. With that speed, it is almost invisible.

Without any time interval, he stood in front of the four people who were about to step on the stage and suddenly waved his arms.

It's still coming out.

Four hands in a row at a time, too fast

Even with four consecutive palms, none of the four responded.

Just listen to "bang bang" four times in a row.

The four people turned into black stones, and they fell out towards the back. One by one, they were bleeding and seriously injured. They flew hundreds of meters before hitting the ground.

In the martial arts field, it's even colder. There's no sound at all.

Even the disciples of Xuangong who are fighting and scuffling stop each other. All the disciples of Xuangong stare at the immortal North on the high platform with wide eyes!!!

What are you going to do, immortal North?

Blue Dingtian also slightly frowned.

"Mr. Bei, you Why do you... " After a few breaths, I saw that the incense was going to burn out. Finally, in the silence, a disciple of Xuangong temple with good influence opened his mouth and asked with trembling and trembling. He asked either questions, or questions, imploring questions, sad questions.

"There are a hundred places in the knockout. That's too much. I think one quota is enough. If there is a quota, the ranking competition will not be carried out, which is more simple and convenient. Please give me some convenience. " North immortal opened his mouth.

This opening, an uproar!!!

Crazy.

North immortal This It's going to be crazy!

There is no limit to bullying!

Since ancient times, Xuangong knockout tournament has been promoted to 100 places.

North immortal want to leave a person? Directly on his own successful stage? For convenience, directly deprive the remaining 99 Xuangong disciples of the promotion quota?

For a while, the disciples of Xuangong, who were all in a mess and with blood, all took their teeth.

You are immortal, monstrous and unrivalled in the north. We admit that we also revere you and respect you. However, you can't bully people like this, can you?One hundred places, in a word, let 99 Xuangong disciples who should have had an organic chance, so there is no chance?

Is it too bullying?

Especially those who are good and have the chance to advance to the qualifying, they are even more angry.

"Let's stop the knockout. I'd like to be promoted by myself. If anyone is not convinced. You can do it. " North immortal light continued, such as bullying.

"Let's rush together! His immortality in the north is not invincible! " Next moment, I don't know which Xuangong disciple shouted angrily.

Then.

Boom, boom

There are about a thousand Xuangong disciples, all of whom are coaxing their eyes to beads, roaring and rushing towards the high platform. These thousands of Xuangong disciples are all powerful and have a chance to compete for places.

It is absolutely impossible to give up your chance because of the immortal sentence of North.

Thousands of disciples of Xuangong have been attacking and making moves without any hesitation, but they are also very horrible. They have no way to hide their swords and swords. Xuanqi soars. The air of the immortal North tends to be almost blown into the void.

Endless evil spirit is howling.

Extremely fierce in winding, circling

There are thousands of Xuangong disciples, one by one, whose body skills are like a note, and their feet are light. They attack and rush towards the platform crazily at the same time.

In the blink of an eye.

Thousands of Xuangong disciples are about to go under the high platform. Their attacks will also sink into the immortal body of the north.

Between lightning and flint.

"Dead or alive." North immortal spits out four words in such a light way. His mood doesn't fluctuate a little. He raises his hand, and it's a cruel handprint that wanders away.

That fingerprint, endless compression, cohesion, lifelike.

The handprint is extremely cold and contains the flavor of Daoyun.

The fingerprints, covering the sky and facing the storm!

That handprint is just the hand that breaks the sky.

The fury sea turns the sky hand like the terrible tsunami, layer upon layer with the Xuanqi wave, stirring.