The white-skinned civil official showed a rather satisfied look and said: "A total of eighty-three strong men went to the fight today, and the lower officials have thanked you in advance. As he spoke, he bowed his hands and bowed as if he were in shape.

Everyone in the tent returned the salute one after another, and Su Jing was no exception.

After getting up, the white-skinned civil official continued: "If you want to fight in the ring, this is the big tent, and the official will leave later, and the strong men can let go of their hands and feet and fight to their heart's content, without paying attention to any rules." As for the winner, there are only ten people. Do you have any questions?"

"Dare to come to fight, I'm not afraid of dying in the fight, it's just that I don't understand the rules of winning this fight!" A 'rusty', dark-skinned barbarian said in a loud voice: "If a group of young people work together, first kill the strongest one, and then work together to fight the second strongest Zuihou to get out alive, maybe they are all cunning people!"

"This brother is right!" a one-horned monster echoed the barbarian and said to the official: "The most powerful one died, but the less powerful one won, how can this be the selection of pillars for the country?

There was no need for the civilian official to speak, and the lieutenant behind him replied with a sneer: "Fair? The two armies are fighting, which one will tell you fairness! The strength on the battlefield, not to mention cultivation and spells, the so-called use of everything, killing the dog thief and living yourself is winning, you must first understand that this is a ring for the selection of generals to participate in the war, not a ring for fighting for fame." ”

Being able to kill others and get out alive is what the army needs, and it is also the original intention of the 'tent ring'.

The civil servant looked around and saw that no one had any objections. He smiled again: "Before I leave, if you have anything to say between you, please take a stick of incense as soon as possible." ”

The official bit the words 'between you' in a heavy tone, and with a little thought, he could understand that he was giving the monsters time to gang up.

There was a moment of silence, and a pair of tree monsters with green leaves on their heads stood up. The xenomorph trees in the Southern Wilderness were very different from those in Middle Earth, and neither Su Jing nor Fan Qiao recognized what kind of trees they were. Interestingly, the cultivation of these two brothers is 'written' on their bodies: there are gray demon wheel patterns on their naked upper bodies, like annual rings, and there are several lines on several spirit steps. The Dryad Brothers, one of the six spirit level and one of the five spirit level, are considered to be outstanding in the account.

Brother Shu spoke: "Find eight good friends, let's kill together today." Tomorrow we will be prosperous and rich together!"

Soon a little demon walked towards them: "I will" As soon as he said two words, Brother Shu frowned and said, "Get out, the little demon of the second order, is it also worthy of being called a brother and a brother with us?"

After the white-skinned officer explained the rules of victory, Fan Qiao's face changed slightly. His spiritual sense had already swept back and forth between the monsters in the tent, and he didn't find too powerful demons, and the pair of dryad brothers were the most ferocious.

If ten people are selected in order of strength, Fan Qiao will occupy a seat steadily, let alone Su Jing. But the rules of this scuffle

There are countless races under the rule of the Southern Wilderness Demon Country, and there are also relatives and distances between various races. Not to mention the goblins, but only the desolate people, they are divided into lepers, black mouths, lustful eyes, long tongues, short walkers, and so on. Su Jing and Fan Qiaodong are Han people, and they are dressed as the 'yellow-skinned barbarians' who are most similar to the Han people in the wilderness, also known as the yellow-skinned barbarians.

The yellow-skinned barbarians are weak and have poor strength, and have always been despised by those barbarians and demons who are strong in physique and have strong foundations;

However, the yellow-skinned barbarians are proficient in strange and clever tricks, and they are a rare dexterous clan in the Southern Wilderness, and they can always win by surprise when fighting with foreign races. This time, those tyrannical demons and barbarians have another layer of hostility on top of their contempt.

It's okay to pretend to be a yellow-skinned brute to go through the skinning country, but it's not appropriate to fight with this identity.

After entering the big tent, the other monsters looked at them with either contempt or abuse, and they were already regarded as half jokes and half enemies, and then matched with this melee rule. The 'sword boy' secretly figured out that when the indiscriminate fighting began, their master and servant were afraid that they would immediately become the target of public criticism.

But then again, they are not out of the ordinary, after all, ten victory positions are what everyone really values, and the strength of the pair of Dryad brothers who have come out now is considered strong, and if they can form an alliance with them, the odds of victory will be greatly increased.

It was the 'sword boy' who wondered in his heart

How thick-skinned his own 'master' can be when he fights, the 'boy' knows it very clearly, the simplest example: since Su Jing entered the tent, he has transformed into a 'golden crowman' and looks like a mortal in the flesh, and no one guards against him.

As long as he can win, what can't he do? Forming an alliance with the Dryad is a shortcut to success, but Su Jing sat there without saying a word, and he didn't mean to deal with the Dryad.

Fan Qiao glanced at him, Su Jing could probably understand his doubts, and responded: "Fox friends and dog friends are unreliable, you and I are enough to win side by side." ”

The first half of the sentence is honest, and the second half of the sentence is arrogant. Su Jing's voice was not loud, but all the goblins in the tent were deaf and clear, and they could all hear it clearly, and even the commander and the two lieutenants were surprised. Brother Shu simply laughed and said to Fan Qiao: "This brother, your companion is stupid, you should come with us, you will definitely die if you go the same way with him!"

Fan Qiao snorted: "I can't climb high, thank you for not being sensitive." ”

Brother Shu is willing to pull a yellow-skinned barbarian, purely valuing Fan Qiao's cultivation in the Five Realms, but the other party is cold and arrogant, he waved his hand angrily and said nothing, and made up his mind that if he has the opportunity, he will kill these two yellow-skinned barbarians first!

After a stick of incense, the monsters and barbarians ganged up, and the tent was chaotic for a while, and almost everyone had a few companions, except for Su Jing and Fan Qiao, who sat alone in the corner

When the time came, the official didn't care whether they had finished the discussion, he smiled and said, "I wish you all the strong men a victory!" and then turned around and left.

At the moment when the curtain fell, Su Jing suddenly burst out and roared, and his body exploded and rushed forward!

Gold pith, silver bones, copper tendons, iron flesh, golden black barbarians!The granite body is torn by the stone monster power, and the two little demons in front of him don't even have a chance to move, so they are smashed by him!

There was a big chaos, and the scuffle broke out, Fan Qiao slammed his two swords out of his body, and the fish in the tent appeared. With a slight ripple, the clouds fell and turned into layers of flames, and there were fish in the fire, real fish. The fish swims in the fire, and the fire burns wherever the fish swims!

Su Jing didn't stop, his eyes were like fire, staring at the strongest pair of dryads in the tent, and pounced.

The roar was loud. A pair of dryads and their temporarily recruited companions used their magic to snipe Su Jing.

Far more than the team of dryads, most of the demons and barbarians in the tent did it at the same time. Deal with Su Jing!

Maybe they saw the cheapness and killed one by one now, or maybe they didn't adapt to the fact that the yellow-skinned barbarians who had always been weak dared to be ruthless, and the soft egg who could be bullied as much as they wanted suddenly turned into iron and stone. Instinct is to kill him first, what about copper skin and iron bones, even if you are a piece of Taiyi gold essence, you will have to be crushed under the bombardment from all directions.

A 'Golden Crow' curse was sung loudly, and the dazzling eyes bloomed brightly!

The golden wheel rose above Su Jing's head, and the dozen or so demons who had just pinched the stealth method could no longer be hidden;

The wings of the heavenly fire were opened, and thirty-three golden feathers floated out of the wings, indescribably charming, floating for no reason, and protecting their masters;

In addition, there are thirty-three sword feathers, three of which are divided into eleven directions, such as electricity and murder;

The right hand is a fist, the fire is like a dragon, and the left palm is spread out, the golden wind is roaring, and the right fist is closed to the left palm. It was the most common fist hugging gift of the Eastern Tuhan family. When the rivers and lakes meet, friends will have this gift again. Su Jing's fist hugging is also a good encounter: the sun and fire converge with the golden wind, and the wind and fire sweep the eight laws like a tide;

Before the spell was dispersed, the sword light rose again, and the Northern Pluto Sword appeared in his left hand. Kun made a thunder roar and pierced a piece of flesh and blood, and several monsters fought with all their strength to break Kun, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they were desperate to see a Tianpeng appear and pounce;

Also, the dryad looked down at his chest, confused: he didn't understand. Where did this three-legged bird made of white bones come from, and how did it penetrate its chest? ？

Flames, sword light, flesh and blood, chaotic battlefield, everyone was blinded by a huge word 'death', it was because they didn't pay attention, Su Jing was a delicate yellow flower that was different from the placket of his clothes, and he didn't know what turned into a butterfly, fluttering and lingering around Su Jing, not caring about the raging red flames that rolled around him. It doesn't hurt if you don't pay attention, you don't have to make a butterfly move in this battle, Su Jing is enough for herself.

Ghosts and wolves howled, roared, and screamed in a wailing patch, and just a moment ago, which monster would have thought that the yellow-skinned barbarian who did not have the slightest spiritual shock in their eyes and was no different from a lamb would turn into a killing god at this moment.

A yellow-skinned barbarian who doesn't pick or pick, who catches and kills whom

The white-skinned civil servant left the big tent and launched a secret method to close the tent door, and the official asked the two subordinates: "Are you going to drink, or are you going to watch them fight?"

There are many spells in the big tent, and there is a manifestation technique that can project the melee in the inner and middle into a basin of spiritual water. If you want to see it, you can watch it at any time. However, this ring has been set up for nearly a hundred days, and they still watched it with relish at the beginning, but now they are tired of watching it, and there are no special people who come to fight today, and the tall and short lieutenants are not interested, but their eyes are shining when they hear the wine, and they say with a smile: "It's okay not to look at it, it's a great pleasure to have a drink with adults." ”

After drinking this wine for an hour, a 'prison account' demon soldier came to report, saying that the winner had been divided in the account.

The three demon officers were a little surprised, they didn't really fight hard today, they shouldn't be done so quickly, and the captain asked, "Is there a tree demon brother who wins?"

The demon soldier shook his head, and the lieutenant smiled and asked, "What about the triangular barbarian?"

The demon soldier continued to shake his head: "Only two people won, the pair of yellow-skinned barbarians." ”

This is the real accident! The white-skinned civil servant blinked, hehe, and said with a smile: "The sun is coming out of the west." He put down his glass, stood up, and walked towards the tent

Corpses and blood were everywhere.

Su Jing and Fan Qiao found a clean place to stand on.

The fire wings converged, the famous sword returned to the bag, the butterfly turned back into immature yellow huā, and the fragrance was dispersed on the placket, Su Jing smiled at Fan Qiao and said: "Yes, I specially left you thirty-three sword feathers, but I didn't use them." ”

No one deliberately targeted, and it is not difficult to protect himself with Fan Qiao's skills.

Fan Qiao didn't react much, and the vicious battle stopped, and he was still terrified in his heart!

The correct method of cultivation, the refinement of fighting techniques, the magic weapons carried by the body, and so on, will all have an impact on the fighting matter, and it is not uncommon for low-level monks to kill those who are higher than their own realm.

The disciples of the Four Realms who left the inner gate of the mountain and practiced the superior exercises were not inferior to the cultivators of the Five Realms in the small sect and the scattered cultivation, and they were even stronger. As for the spirits, most of their cultivation methods are mixed and crude, and they are not comparable to the orthodox Taoism of the Great Sect.

Su Jing's cultivation of the purest Yang Fire Formation, although it is only the Five Realms, has opened nearly 1,500 Qi Paths, and the dual cultivation of wind and fire complements each other to add to its power, not to mention that his sword feather and Bei Ming are considered divine weapons Fan Qiao knows these truths, he closes his eyes and does not look, covers his ears and does not listen, if he sits outside the battlefield and waits, he will not be too surprised to see Zuihou Su Jing come out.

But he saw the fierce battle just now, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and this feeling was indescribable to that bastard boy who fought like crazy with one enemy and a hundred!

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