Rumble!

As the words fell, the atmosphere of the entire martial arts arena was like boiling water, and countless sect disciples were crazy, trembling with excitement.

Knock knock knock......

A tall war drum was derived from the sky, and the sound of the high-pitched war drum that made people's blood boil echoed throughout the martial arts scene.

This drum sound is extraordinary, and each sound contains a battle spirit that stimulates people's hearts and blood!

It's like the people present are not competing, but fighting to conquer the city.

In the martial arts conference, a token issued in the hand will be used as a fingerprint, which is the jade talisman of sound transmission, and it is also a magic weapon to identify the breath of cultivation.

"So fast?"

Chen Fan's current cultivation is in the Yuan Infant Stage, his expression moved, and with a buzz, his token lit up, and he followed the guidance of the token, and his body jumped onto the martial arts stage.

After entering it, Chen Fan felt that the space on the martial platform inside was also very vast, at least about ten times larger than from the outside, and was covered by a protective formation like a round cover.

This is also a protective formation set up to prevent the attack from being too powerful, and it is difficult to break if nothing else.

The entire center of Yanwutai is divided into countless small spaces.

Chen Fan was in one of the spaces at the moment.

This is how the first battle began.

Countless high-level people above, the big shots have focused their attention on the martial arts stage. I want to see the difference between the strength of my sect's disciples and the strength of my outer sect.

As soon as Chen Fan entered the martial arts stage, there was a fluctuation in the space in front of him, and a disciple of the Fire God Sect wearing crimson stepped in.

It was a young man with a sword in his hand, staring at Chen Fan with sharp eyes, judging from the aura on his body, he was a master.

"Stinky boy, you're not my opponent, get out of here!"

The young man's face was cold and arrogant, his eyes were like stabbing at Chen Fan's face like a sword, the sword in his hand was opened, the sharp blade was aimed at Chen Fan's throat, the whole person's breath was boiling, and the momentum condensed into a little bombardment Chen Fan.

"It's really arrogant. ”

Chen Fan's eyes flashed, and this disciple of the Fire God Sect came up with a fierce face, extremely arrogant, with obvious killing intent. If the more timid disciples are afraid, they are already frightened at this moment. Cowardly in his heart, he makes a fatal flaw in the battle, and thus loses the competition.

This is also a kind of spiritual invisible oppression, which makes the other party timid under its own momentum, unable to maintain a calm heart, and the true qi is not working well.

But it is impossible to scare Chen Fan with this momentum.

Seeing that Chen Fan didn't speak, this disciple didn't seem to want to say anything, rather than talking nonsense, it was better to do it directly.

Brush!

As soon as his body moved, his person turned into a phantom and appeared in front of Chen Fan, with the tip of the sword pointed directly at Chen Fan's throat.

Chen Fan remained motionless. He also thought that Chen Fan was stupid and faster.

Chen Fan flicked his fingers, and the cold ice qi in his body spread out, causing a fierce counterattack, directly hitting the young man's body. The long sword in his hand flew away, his body was hit by the cold, and the whole person flew upside down for dozens of meters and fell heavily to the ground.

What the?

This disciple's face was pale, his frightened eyes almost fell out, the tendons and veins in his body had been soaked in cold qi, and he couldn't get rid of it in a short time, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, losing his combat effectiveness.

A breath rushed over and hit the token on the disciple's body. Suddenly, a voice came from Chen Fan's own token: "Chen Fansheng!"

The meeting was presided over by many presiding elders who kept an eye on the situation at all times, and as soon as one side judged to lose, they would immediately send a message.

The competition in the martial arts platform is to destroy the opponent's token and make it shattered, so that the opponent loses the qualification to continue fighting, which is equivalent to losing.

Of course, if one side wants to admit defeat in the competition, it only needs to throw away the token, so that the enemy can't start or it will be a violation and will be punished.

In the eyes of the frightened disciple, Chen Fan directly leaped up and returned to his seat.

Each battle is guided by the token, if you fight continuously, the token will have a hint, if there is no match, you will wait for a while, but it will not be too long.

There was nothing around him, and there was no one below, and they were basically still fighting on the stage. And on the top of the platform, it is not necessarily, those disciples who have good talent and strength have come out early.

Some of these people have plain looks, but some of them are full of arrogance.

Kindness?

One of the slender young men sat on the high platform and swept to Chen Fan below. Since he was on the high platform to the right of Chen Fan, he could see Chen Fan's appearance at a glance. At a glance, it turned out to be Chen Fan, the target he was going to kill this time. A flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

This young man was a disciple of the Jiang family, Jiang Jiao, he thought that Chen Fan was some kind of master, but when he thought about it, the people sitting below were some ordinary disciples, and it was too easy for him to kill this person.

He was just worried about whether Chen Fan would be able to meet him. He is in the Transformation God Stage, and the opponents are all masters, unless Chen Fan can fight his way out of the encirclement among his disciples and fight the decisive battle range of the Evolution God Stage, it will be difficult to assign them together. If they can't be assigned together, Chen Jiao can only find another opportunity to kill Chen Fan.

Sensing a trace of murderous intent, Chen Fan was shocked, looked over suspiciously, and saw a young man looking at him with a slight squint, as if he was his enemy.

"The mere god also wants to kill me, it seems to be someone from the Jiang family!"

Chen Fan withdrew his gaze and ignored it.

After a short time, the disciples in the martial arts stage all returned to their seats, some were carried out, and some of their faces were filled with the joy of victory, obviously winning the competition.

"Haha!"

Lin Feng also flew out of the martial arts platform inside, landed beside Chen Fan and said with a smile: "How about Brother Chen, I'm amazing." After cultivating to break through to the Yuanying realm, the power of my Demon Suppression Heavenly Sword cultivation has become more and more powerful, and ordinary people are not my opponents, hehe. ”

Lin Feng felt the benefits of being strong and was very happy.

"Yes, your strength is much stronger now, but Lin Feng, I still have to remind you that your little tower must not be exposed at the martial arts conference, it will cause death. ”

Chen Fan reminded.

"Don't worry, if this small tower doesn't run, I can't see anything, if I use this tower to fight, the aura in it will inevitably be seen by the masters on the martial arts field, then I will be miserable, I can still distinguish this. ”

Lin Feng said with a smile.

Although he likes to show off his small pagoda, it is different on the martial arts stage, once the pagoda is operated, those masters and some genius masters will be troubled if they have the heart to notice it and find out that his small pagoda is a treasure.

As the competition progressed, Chen Fan's eyes flashed, and he saw a figure below, and his expression was stunned, isn't this his apprentice, Du Ziteng?

He's here too?

Judging by his expression, he should have won the competition, and it seems that his strength has improved, and he is much stronger than before.

"Look!

Suddenly, Lin Feng exclaimed, and saw someone lying down on a martial platform in the distance.

Chen Fan glanced at it, "That person is not dead, but he is in a coma!"

However, with such a large martial arts exercise, mistakes will inevitably occur in the battle, and casualties will definitely be inevitable. Generally speaking, people in martial arts competitions do not easily beat people to death. lest they make a mortal feud and bring trouble to themselves.

Although the sect will not pursue it, it is guaranteed that there will be family forces behind the killed people to retaliate against them. Therefore, in battle, they will generally show mercy to the enemy's men. However, there are also some people who take advantage of the martial arts meeting to settle their grievances.

For example, both of them are mortal rivals, and once they encounter a situation where they feel like they are life and death.

When the first competition in Taichung fell, everyone was in different moods, some were confident, some were worried, and some were worried. In an instant, countless emotions filled the sky above the stage.

But at this moment, in the different dimension of the sky, it is a different picture.

"Report, according to the statistics of the first round of competition, Taiyi Sect ranked first, followed by the First Immortal Sect, the Beast God Sect, the Soul Palace Sect, and the Fan Sect ......."

One person walked in, and reported all the major sects, second-rate forces, families, and so on.

In the depths of several big people, in the different dimension, when they heard the battle report, the sect leader who had achieved a good ranking had a happy face. In particular, the head of the Taiyi Sect is even more arrogant with laughter.

"How about it, you see, this first battle is the first place in our Taiyi Sect, is this the will of heaven? It is destined that my Taiyi Sect will get the first place in the martial arts conference again!"

The two marbles in his hand were pinched and clanged, and the Yuan Palm Sect looked arrogant, and everyone present saw it in their hearts.

Over the years, he has won the first place in the Taiyi Sect for several consecutive years, and it seems that winning the first place has become a foregone conclusion in the heart of the Taiyi Sect. The other masters couldn't refute it, after all, the facts were there.

At this moment, the face of the head of the Fan Sect was ugly, because the eyes of the head of the Taiyi Sect swept over, and his expression was intriguing, in the final analysis, he felt that he was a level higher, and he was proud in his heart. deliberately displayed in front of the sect master.

These old guys have lived for thousands of years, and as the head of a faction, they fight each other in addition to cultivation on weekdays, and their disciples have the strength and the ability to be proud.

"Yuan Zhangjiao, now the competition has just begun, and there are still many competitions ahead, it's a little too early to be complacent, right? ”

The head of the First Immortal Sect said directly.

"Hehe, then wait and see, the most important thing in my Taiyi Sect is genius, whether it is the disciple below or the outstanding elite genius, the probability of winning is much higher. Moreover, Kong Xuan, our subordinate, this seat has concluded that he will definitely be able to get the first place! No one is his opponent!"

The head of the Taiyi Sect seems to have entered the joy of victory.

After a while, the second round of the competition began.

Countless disciples went to the Yanwu Platform under the guidance of the token.

The second fierce competition began.

Chen Fan's token lit up again, and with the traction, he entered the martial arts platform again!

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Ladies and gentlemen, that's all for today, and the excitement will continue tomorrow, good night.