"The ring has been built, fellow Taoists, you can take your place!" Yin Wuxue spoke immediately.

After hearing this, none of the twenty-seven monks were behind, and they rushed to the arena at the first time.

Zhong Yuan and his party were attacked by two people. One was Chunqiu Gate, holding a big knife in his hand, and the void was slashed, and a long river of time spread out, and endless years began to pass; the other was Yin Wuxue's body, and Yin Wuxue's body shook out of thin air, and many talisman light patterns flashed out of thin air, and then his body turned into a warship.

This warship is completely a miniature version of the giant warship of the day. However, this miniature version is much larger than a monk.

Yin Wuxue had no intention of being polite, so he ran directly towards Zhong Yuan. His momentum was extremely fierce, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred with Zhong Yuan.

The reason for this is that Yin Wuxue is more familiar with the situation of everyone on the field, except Zhong Yuan, not to mention understanding, he has never even heard of it before. This situation beyond control is what the monks of the Tiansuan clan hate the most. Because only when everything is calculated is the most beneficial for them, Yin Wuxue hopes to eliminate Zhong Yuan's unexpected factor as soon as possible.

Zhong Yuan himself didn't know that he had become a thorn in the eyes of Yin Wuxue, a thorn in the flesh of the Tiansuan clan. However, he didn't care about this, he cared about it. He was just standing on the ring. As for the others, he didn't care.

Therefore, Zhong Yuan was very calm in this regard. With a thought, two wings burst out from behind, which were very large. With one blow, he stepped out from the attacks between the two.

At this time, Zhong Yuan suddenly turned around and punched the monks of the Chunqiu Sect with a punch.

"Bang--"

With a loud shock, the monk from the Chunqiu Sect was blown away. Fortunately, his foundation was very good. After several efforts, he finally stabilized his body on the edge of the arena and was not swept out with one blow.

Seeing this scene, Yin Wuxue's fear and madness were even more. At that time, a vibration rushed to Zhong Yuan's approach again. However, this time, Yin Wuxue did not hit him again, but controlled the warship and turned on the main cannon - Jin Xi Changhong Cannon.

Silently, a golden rainbow as thick as a bowl rose up in shock. In the blink of an eye, it reached Zhong Yuan's presence.

Now even a fool can understand. Yin Wuxue is specifically targeting him. In this regard, Zhong Yuan naturally would not ignore it. He felt the power of the golden rainbow, but Zhong Yuan did not dodge and swung his fist out again.

"Bang--"

Another loud noise, Zhong Yuan inevitably took three steps back. However, in response, Jin Xi Changhong was completely disintegrated by Zhong Yuan's punch and turned into fireflies in the sky.

After Zhong Yuan paused, his wings shook again, and immediately rushed forward and bombarded the warships that were transformed into Yin Wuxue.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

In just a moment, the giant ship was smashed by Zhong Yuan for more than ten punches. Each punch perfectly induced the power of the White Elephant Battle of the Sky Fist. At that time, the giant ship was penetrated by a hole.

However, as soon as Zhong Yuan's palm was withdrawn, the giant ship's wound began to move rapidly. In just a short moment, he recovered as before, and there was no difference. However, Zhong Yuan himself knew very well that the Yin had no blood, and he was definitely injured.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan took advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, his wings shaking, and stepped on countless voids under his feet. Every time, he could come to the place where the giant ship was damaged before, and then punched him up with one punch.

In an instant, the wound of the giant sword was broken again. At this moment, Zhong Yuan's body shook, and the huge and boundless physical power instantly turned into magic power. Then, with a sword of God-Slaying, he rushed towards the core of the giant warship and killed it.

Zhong Yuan had not seen the result of his own sword yet, but he felt two extremely fierce winds attacking him.

Zhong Yuan didn't dare to be negligent, and when he turned around, he ignored the result of bloodlessness in the perineum, he met the two of them.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

In an instant, we fought again.

But this gave Yin Wuxue a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he resisted the God-Slaying Sword, and then showed his rapid speed in the world, wandering around and taking action. However, at this moment, he was no longer interested in destroying Zhong Yuan.

Melee is very simple, just two words, chaos.

One minute ago, I was still fighting these two people, and the next moment, I just changed to someone else.

Zhong Yuan is not blindly resisting passively. When he meets other monks, he will attack him easily and see if he can eliminate a few people first.

Time passed by minute by minute. Almost half a quarter of an hour passed, and suddenly, a scream sounded. Then, a young man was beaten away by force, and blood spilled over the sky.

And this seemed to have opened the door to failure. In just a moment, screams came out one after another, one monk after another, was knocked down or forced to become a loser.

Yin Wuxue was worried that Zhong Yuan would suddenly attack him, so he was the most sensitive to the number of people. Because once he got twenty people, he would be safe. Therefore, when the 20th person reached the edge of the ring, he was about to be forced out by Ling, Yin Wuxue spoke and rescued him.

"The quota of twenty people has been determined. Next, we can start a two-way battle to determine the last ten people! Whoever your specific opponent is depends on their own abilities!" At this time, Yin Wuxue spoke again.

After saying a word, twenty tokens fell down in the chaotic sky.

At this time, all the monks flew up and grabbed the token.

There were one to twenty or twenty numbers engraved on the token. Zhong Yuan didn't care much about his opponent, so he grabbed one casually and then fell down.

At this time, Zhong Yuan glanced at him and found that what he had captured was 18.

This position can basically be said to be very good. If No. 17 is slightly inferior, it can be called perfect.

The other monks also caught their own license plates. Soon, they all had their own battle goals.

This is not a formal competition, so no one follows the one-on-one competition method. That is, time, each of them chooses a place with their opponents and starts a big battle.

This time, Zhong Yuan’s opponent was a monk from the Vajra Sect of Buddhism.

This monk looked thin and thin, as if he was skinny, but in essence, his body was extremely strong. Like Zhong Yuan, he was also the way to temper his body.

Zhong Yuan was very happy with such an enemy, because this means that he will usher in another exciting battle.

Zhong Yuan let out a long roar, and the white elephant fighter fist activates. With a wave, he roars to the sky, and the roaring white giant elephant appears behind him, and then, instantly, merges with his arms.

The body of the Vajra Sect monk also swelled up at the same time, becoming almost two different sizes and extremely strong.

Not only that, the skin of the Vajra Sect monk was like gold and iron, shining with a luster of gold and iron.

"Vajra Demon Breaking!"

The cultivator of the Vajra Sect shouted and smashed his right arm hard, and the power and void could be blown out.

"Bang--"

The two men's arms collided fiercely. At that moment, it was like two mountains colliding, spinning and shaking.

Zhong Yuan, who has always relied on his physical body to be invincible, felt as if he had risen for the first time. At that time, he paid more attention to the Vajra Sect monk.

Zhong Yuan was like this, and the cultivator of the Vajra Sect was even worse. He never thought that this stronger body would actually belong to an unknown human race like Zhong Yuan, not an ancient wild beast. At this moment, he was almost unwilling to move because the moment of shock made his whole body feel a little painful.

However, this situation was obviously impossible. Immediately afterwards, Zhong Yuan's second strike came over. So, "Bang, bang, bang,..." In just a moment, the two of them fought head-on and right eighteen moves.

Zhong Yuan's arm was so painful that it felt like he was going to be destroyed. However, the monks of the Vajra Sect were really ruined, and their flesh, bones, and meridians had been completely shattered and turned into a ball of paste.

"Don't you admit defeat? If you admit defeat, you may still have a chance. If you don't admit defeat, you will lose all the chance!" Zhong Yuan said with a faint smile at this time.

Zhong Yuan was like this, naturally, in order to dismantle the other party's mind. However, it was obvious that the mind of this Vajra Sect monk was extremely powerful and had no intention of giving in at all. That is, time moved his left arm and rushed towards Zhong Yuan.

"Since you are so stubborn and never repent, I'm not polite!" As I spoke, a light rushed out from above Zhong Yuan's head, and the void appeared, but it was a big bell.

The big bell sounded and the monks of the Vajra Sect were stunned. Then, the big bell fitted and hit him. With a loud shock, the monks of the Vajra Sect were broken by the sudden impact, their internal organs were broken, and blood squirted wildly, and they fainted on the ground.
Chapter completed!