Chapter 221 That Day, He Raised His Head And Fell Countless
Chapter 221 That Day, He Raised His Head And Fell Countless
"Unexpectedly, Zhihu fellow daoist, Gold Core is the pinnacle of my eyesight."
The faces of everyone in the audience were full of astonishment.
Zhihu leaped up slowly from the ground, bloody aura erupted all over his body.
"Central China is full of talented people, and Zhihu is less than a thousand years old, and there is no one in a thousand talents!" A white-haired old man in the audience said slowly.
The surrounding audience nodded silently after listening.
"Sacrifice my supernatural power with your blood today"
Zhihu once again thrust out thirty-six Sword Qi, among which the last nine Sword Ray condensed instantly, turning into a ninety-nine-in-one red light, and stabbed out with the last sword.
Su Han's heart skipped a beat: "A piece of rubbish, with so much nonsense, I won't play anymore."
swish!
The light blue air knife light flew forward, facing the Dawson red Sword Ray.
Legend has it that if the Ba Dao is practiced to the extreme, it can cut Star, but Shangguan Zhihu stabs thirty-six sword shadows, nine of which converge into one sword and return to Shattering Void.
The void is full of killing intent and Sword intent.
Everyone outside the arena was shocked at this moment.
Is this the Tianjiao of Martial Sage in Central China?
"Such a horror, such a horror!"
During the battle, "Boom!" A figure as fast as lightning turned into countless afterimages
"Fellow daoist, running in such a hurry, rushing to reincarnate?"
A voice like a beast sounded behind him, and Zhihu's eyes paused, extremely shocked.
The body turned at 35 degrees and raised the knife to resist. Fortunately, the back defense was relatively weak, and he stabbed out with all his strength, breaking the opponent's qi.
"Pfft~々!" A mouthful of bright red blood spewed out from Zhihu's chest, his body's aura dropped sharply, and his whole body flew upside down outside the ring like a kite with a broken string.
"Ah!" Everyone outside the arena couldn't help shouting, it was really unexpected that they lost so quickly.
The saber energy in the wound spread all over the body and crushed the flesh crazily, a tragic scene appeared.
A moment later, a bloody man lay on the ground, with no skin intact on his head, feet, or feet.
If it wasn't for Su Han's mercy, the opponent would have turned into nothingness at this time.
"I'm sorry, I hit hard and didn't control it well. I win this battle." There was a trace of teasing in Su Han's eyes at the moment, but he couldn't easily detect it.
Quiet, full of silence.
Everyone stared blankly at Zhihu who lay motionless on the ground.
Everyone looked at the hope that they had painstakingly cultivated, and shook their heads and sighed, lamenting that God is unfair!
If the other party wants to recover, they need a lot of precious materials and medicines.
There are even some Elders who feel angry, instead of wasting Heavenly and Mortal Treasures to save a hopeless Gold Core Tianjiao, it is better to re-select a Tianjiao disciple to train again.
"I now announce that the winner is Su Ling Tian"
"Participate in the Martial Sage Tianjiao Contest at noon!"
The reality is so cruel, the other party will not sympathize with you because of your weakness......
At noon, the sun was like a fire.
Near a suspended valley in Central Martial Sage, each mountain floats above the sky, with a giant hook at the bottom, and a giant iron chain hanging on it, the iron chain is covered with moss
Millions of mountain peaks are connected by iron chains. In the mountain peaks, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and countless beasts can be heard roaring.
Tens of thousands of koi with wings fly in the air, forming a gate.
There are four big characters written on the door plaque.
Guardian City
There are tens of millions of cultivators gathered in the city, some of them stand in the void and fly with their swords.
Seeing this scene, Su Han's expression was calm.
Suddenly a black cloth Shrouding the Heavens blocks out the sun...
Everyone looked up...
"Look, that's the spirit boat."
"It's really rich and powerful. The spirit boat is extremely fast and the Sect with its cards is very arrogant."
There are dozens of huge spirit boats staying in the void, which need to consume a lot of Spirit Stones to maintain power. The size and speed are different, and the consumption of Spirit Stones is also different. Some top-quality spirit boats burn millions of Spirit Stones a month. The top 30 Sect in Martial Sage state can afford it.
""~The Hundred Sect Grand Competition begins, each of them takes their tokens and goes to the competition arena. "
After saying this, hundreds of thousands of cultivators cheered inwardly!
The cultivator in the Martial Sage state followed the directions and ran towards the 100,000th peak by stepping on iron chains.
"The first Samsara Zong Linxiao vs. Su Ling Tian!"
Everyone in the audience was amazed.
Lin Xiao on the stage listened to everyone's evaluation of Own, and it was very helpful. He liked the feeling of everyone's praise.
"It turned out that the first game was the Inner Sect Tianjiao of the Samsara sect. I heard that Lin Xiao has reached the false emperor."
(Wang Hao Zhao) "Oh, is that so? What is a fake emperor?" Su Ling Tian asked puzzled.
"You don't even know the fake emperor? The fake emperor has reached half of the Gold Core realm Cultivation Base!"
Wow~~ After listening to it, there were discussions.
"Has Su Ling Tian come yet? No one responded to disqualification."
In this way, Su Ling Tian stepped forward in full view, towards the ring.
"It turned out to be Gold Core early stage?"
After the referee saw it, he couldn't help but shook his head, and there was a person who was not afraid of death to participate in the blow.
"It turned out to be a humble ant Gold Core cultivator, you are the first to die by my sword, you are very honored" Lin Xiao slowly pulled out the sword in his hand.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, there was a trace of dragon chant, and the whole body of the sword was like water. .
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