The sword wind quickly dissipated.

Although the shock in my heart could not be dissipated for a while, the Ten Thousand Dou Tournament continued to begin.

At this moment, most of the monks have almost competed and started competing for the top twenty! On the front stage, there is a monk standing on each stage, ranking outside the top twenty.

After that, the top twenty arenas were still empty.

The monks here know very well that those are the places where the top geniuses compete, and they are also looking forward to it.

There was some silence at the scene.

Although the top talents are here, no one is walking to the ring.

But soon.

Yu Xian took one step forward and walked onto the tenth stage, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.

Everyone's pupils shrank.

With Yuxian's strength, he could at least compete for the top three, but he chose tenth.

"It seems that he just came to watch the old pavilion master become a saint king and has no intention of ranking."

Everyone was somewhat regretful that they could not see Yu Xian's strength. After all, he only chose the tenth place, and it was estimated that no one would challenge him.

Xiao Yiren smiled softly and chose the eleventh stage.

And then, the twelfth to twentieth places were occupied by top talents one after another.

Of course, there were also fights.

But what’s interesting is that the twentieth spot is actually occupied by Zhao Nanhuang.

Many people have bad eyesight.

But the next moment.

Zhao Nanhuang directly took out a pagoda that contained the will of the terrifying Holy King.

"Hiss, this pagoda contains the will of the pagoda saint king.

If you attack him, there will definitely be a terrifying blow.

"Everyone takes a breath.

This is the extremely famous One Thought Pagoda of the Pagoda Saint King. It contains an attack from the Pagoda Saint King, with different strengths and weaknesses.

Obviously, this was Zhao Nanhuang's method to get a spot to observe the Saint King.

"This guy is such a dog!"

"In recent years, relying on Zhao Jiuyou, he has done many evil things!"

"If I had the strength, I would definitely go up and teach him a lesson."

Everyone couldn't help but curse.

Defeating Zhao Nanhuang will arouse the hostility of the Holy King Tower.

But if he curses, can the Holy King Tower still affect them?

"Tsk, this kid knows how to play.

If I didn't want to fight for first place, I would definitely go up and kill him."

Mu Tianqing sneered.

"Then the number one spot is still vacant.

Once you go up there, I'm sure many people will challenge you. Do you dare to go up and give it a try?"

Zhang Tianci asked.

Mu Tianqing paused for a moment and said, "Godsend, we are all brothers, there is no need to quarrel with me."

"I'm just talking casually, don't mind."

Zhang Tianci said calmly.

Mu Tianqing's eyelids twitched as he realized that this guy's mouth was quite slippery.

And this time.

"Why is he so shameless?"

Lu Nanzhi stared at Zhao Nanhuang angrily.

"Is he the one who had a conflict with you before?"

Lu Nanzhu asked.

"right."

"This kid looks a bit like Brother Xuan, but he's too bad."

Wen Zhaohehe.

Lu Nanzhu glanced at Wen Zhao with deep eyes, and suddenly said: "Nanzhi, go up and knock him down."

"ah?

Sister, you won’t look down on me and want me to die.

That's just a thought of the pagoda, and I can be wiped out in the blink of an eye."

Lu Nanzhi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"The divine martial arts bracelet can withstand a fatal attack."

Lu Nanzhu took out a crystal clear bracelet: "I know you are unhappy with him. It just so happens that the Holy King Tower also attacked our martial arts land before, so you just went to vent your anger."

"This..." Lu Nanzhi was moved.

"He must have offended Su Xuan.

You are not learning martial arts from him, but if you beat him up, Su Xuan will probably have a good impression of you."

Lu Nanzhu continued.

Lu Nanzhi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, I did it!"

At this time, Wen Zhao rolled his eyes and suddenly said angrily: "What, this kid dares to insult my Brother Xuan?"

Lu Nazhi hesitated and glared at her: "Wen Zhao, what do you mean?"

"You can hit me, but you can't scold Brother Xuan. I'm going to go up and kill him!"

Wen Zhao's righteousness is awe-inspiring.

Jiang Qing touched his forehead and knew that Wen Zhao wanted to please Su Xuan in this way.

"Sister, sister, give me the Shenwu bracelet quickly..." Lu Nanzhi said urgently.

But the next moment, her face darkened and she saw Wen Zhao had already rushed onto the ring.

"This stinky bitch!"

Lu Nanzhi cursed.

And at this moment.

Many people also looked over. After all, Wen Zhao was pretty and his opponent was a playboy like Zhao Nanhuang.

Changsun Wushuang's face suddenly darkened.

This bitch... pretended to be cold in front of him, but turned into a bitch in front of Su Xuan. This was almost the most humiliating experience in his experience with girls! "What's going on with her?"

Zheng Wangxian raised his eyebrows.

"People from the military area."

Zhao Qingtian replied quietly, having fought against Wen Zhao, he knew he was very strong.

Zhao Nanhuang's eyes lit up. This girl looked very coquettish... "Beauty, this is a pagoda of thought. You'd better go down. I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"

Zhao Nanhuang chuckled.

but.

"If I hurt your mother, I'll beat you, my grandson!"

Wen Zhao shouted and rushed over instantly.

Zhao Nanhuang was horrified.

Eighth...eighth level spiritual saint?

With the help of Su Xuan these days, Wen Zhao has successfully become an eighth-level spiritual saint! "Your uncle!"

Zhao Nanhuang's liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and he hurriedly unfolded the Pagoda of Thoughts.

Boom! The phantom of the Holy King spread out, holding a pagoda, and smashed it towards Wen Zhao.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant.
To be continued...