Although most of the strength of the sixth are in the fairyland, there are also many differences in strength in the fairyland. The battles of these people are really unbearable, and they are even worse than those of Chunfeng. Yu Tian was bored watching on the side, so he left with Xiaobai.

There is a round of battle every day in the six arenas. Yan Li originally wanted to refer to the fighting methods of others, but after watching several games, he had no reference value. He simply went on stage to prepare to end today's battle. With his combat effectiveness, he wanted to win among these people even in silk and golden armor.

Sang Xiaoqi, who came out of the mulberry tree, was very curious when he saw everything. He looked around and was very excited, and was even more excited about the power mastered by the practitioners.

"Old sir, I'm going to be on the throne. Can you please help me take care of this young man, he is not a cultivator?"

The old man with a cane seemed to be asleep in his seat. Yan Li shouted two or three times in a row before waking up. After knowing what Yan Li was going to do, he accepted it with great promise.

"Haha, it's rare that you can trust me old man. No problem. There won't be any trouble with me in this child."

"Thank you then"

"Xiaoqi, sit next to this old man, I'll go to the ring."

"Uncle? This is the first time I've been called that." The old man laughed and patted himself and said, "Come here."

"kindness!"

Xiaoqi sat next to the old man with some restraint. The old man grabbed Sang Xiaoqi's arm very enthusiastically and pulled it to him, but some strange colors flashed through his half-closed eyes.

Yan Li pressed down his hat and held Buddhist beads in his hand and stepped onto the center of the arena step by step. With countless strong people like this, Yan Li never left his hat. Once his breath was clearly seen, he would add some changes to what he wanted to do. After all, the names of Kunlun Taoist Palace and Yan Li were not only in Pianyuan, but also in the Jiuye.

Being able to seal the Yin and Yang realms is a big thing that can be considered a shocking thing. A powerful person in the Return to the Fairyland can do something that even a powerful man in the Heavenly King realm cannot do.

"I don't know which friend gives me advice"

"Yuan Yi?"

The people on the sixth are a little confused. Who is Yuan Yi? I have never heard of the title of Yuan Yi. I only think that he is a wandering cultivator in the mountains and fields. Before, Yuan Yi has been sitting in an inconspicuous place, but as soon as he went to Tai Sect and Yan, he immediately discovered this Taoist priest.

"This Taoist priest... is wrong. Now he is a monk, and he actually plays the same ring with me." Fighting with Yan Li has always been his wish, but now he has the chance, Zong Yi is not very happy, but is a little embarrassed.

"This stinky monk is actually in the sixth arena. He really wants to fight with this Taoist priest, but I'm afraid that if I don't pay attention, I'm a little embarrassed."

"Forget it, there are opportunities after the fight. Some opportunities in the Chongyuan Ancient Realm and the Taidan Ancient Realm are cheaper. Others might as well give this monk."

As soon as Yan Li came to power, many people immediately wanted to go to power, but were finally squeezed to the front by a big man. Yan Li touched his nose. Is his strength so poor? So many people want to fight with him?

After the big man came on stage, he looked proud, "Boy, it's your fault to meet me."

"oh"

Yuan Yi showed his style of wind and clouds. It took him many years to cultivate to the first realm of Guixianzun. This man looked powerful but his strength was quite good. He just wanted to take the opportunity to get away with it, which was not worth moving. The man was secretly excited that he had found a soft persimmon, but he didn't know that he had encountered a tough guy.

"Remember, the one who defeats you is called..."

Before the big man could finish his speech, he flew backwards out of the ring and fell below the audience. The explosive power of this moment surprised the people in the sixth ring. When Yan Li came to his senses, he had already left the scene.

"Noisy"

"It's really a way out for death." Even Zongyi himself dared not underestimate the monk. This big man was so arrogant.

“Where to see”

Yan pointed to the place where Yan Li went back. This time, the person who was paying attention to the fact that he was not Yan Li, but the old man beside him.

"Why is he here?" Zong Yi didn't expect that he would see the old man here, so he looked surprised.

"As expected" Yan said.

"What did you say to those old guys? He actually asked the Sword Sect to send this old monster out of the old monster," Zong Yi asked.

"My Master"

"Your master has come out of the mountain? It seems that things are in trouble." Zong Yi frowned.

The competitions in the first four days were very easy, and most of the casual cultivators in Guixian Realm who wanted to get away with it were eliminated. These people were casual cultivators and had some talent. Therefore, by chance, they achieved the strength of the supreme realm before, but it ended here.

The practice of casual cultivators is extremely difficult and there is no guidance from famous masters. The difference is too much compared to those who have tribal support.

Zong Yi seemed to be trying to distinguish between Yan Li, and he didn't even pull out his sword. No matter how strong his opponent was, he would defeat his opponent with one blow, just like Yan Li. Even after several battles, no one discovered that Zong Yi was actually a sword cultivator. Yan Li was also very conspicuous, and the performances of these two people gradually entered the eyes of those king-level powerful men.

This is the first time I heard of a monk in the entire Sixth Arena. Yan Li's fighting style also conquered everyone. He relied entirely on his own strength and speed without any tricks.

The battles a few days ago were just auditions. Those who could still stay on the ring after the big waves were washed away by the sand were considered to be of good strength.

In the fifth day of the battle, Yan Li was no longer as relaxed as the beginning. The double bondage strength of the Jingguang hat and silk golden armor was greatly reduced. Fortunately, he won the game with his strong strength.

There were only a dozen people left in the sixth arena, but these people were at least as powerful as the upper level of the Immortals. The real strong people among the casual cultivators were also hidden in it. The most exciting part of the Jiazi Immortal Fighting Association had just begun.

There was nothing attractive about the previous few games of the Immortal Fighting Club, so most of the geniuses didn't watch it at all, but today they came to the first arena, because there are only four people left in the first arena. When the competition in other arenas, the finals were staged in advance.

Even Yan Li and Xiaobai came to this arena to watch the game, and entered the finals in just four rounds. Such speed is rare in previous Immortal Fighting Conferences, and the reason for this situation is that there are great reasons.
Chapter completed!