Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

"You, why didn't you tell me earlier that you have a cleansing talisman!?" The elegant man yelled angrily, his head seemed to be dripping with blood. He wasted a weak talisman, which could save his life at this critical moment.

"It's strange~"

Ye Junlin shrugged.

During the collection process, he accidentally picked up a cleansing talisman, which was enough to remove all negative effects.

Unexpectedly, he put it into use so soon.

"You fucking..." Seeing the other party put on such a mean look, the elegant man was so angry that his defense was severely broken. He was about to curse on the spot, but the sharp sword energy that came to his face made his expression suddenly change, turning into a panic, and hurriedly changed his words:

"Brother Wudi! Spare my life!"

Swish.

The thick sword light came forward, like a snow-white waterfall rushing down, directly covering the elegant man.

Boom!

The ground collapsed instantly, and thick smoke and dust scattered.

After the smoke dissipated, there was only a square wooden box, proving that the previous owner had been here.

"Run!" The man in plain clothes holding a bow and arrow was so scared that he turned around and fled.

Chila, the condensed sword light shot out like a golden rainbow, piercing through the chest of the man in plain clothes, and blood gushed out.

"Ah..." The man in plain clothes fell to the ground, struggling to crawl forward, his expression full of pain, regretting so much that his intestines turned green.

People are not enough to swallow elephants.

If they had known earlier, they should have walked around this guy, but now they were hot-headed and had to stay here.

"Brother Wudi! Don't kill me!" The woman in the pink skirt was so scared that she turned pale. The bald man with a funny face in front of her became more terrifying than a demon in her eyes.

"Why don't I kill you? Just because you can squeeze juice?" Ye Junlin smiled.

The pink-skirted woman nodded like a chicken, "Yes, if Brother Wudi is willing, I can serve you, just as a relief for you later."

"Give me a chance, Brother Wudi~~"

In order to survive, the pink-skirted woman suppressed her inner resistance, her eyes rolling, and said delicately.

"Head to your mother!"

The next second, the terrifying sword light fell.

"I will fight you, you bastard!" Seeing that she was doomed to die, the pink-skirted woman was so angry that she was like a tigress.

"Ah!"

The screams stopped abruptly.

The graceful figure disappeared, replaced by a wooden box.

The other two seriously injured and dying people also died of excessive bleeding because they lost the opportunity to be treated.

At this time, around Ye Junlin, five wooden boxes were lying quietly.

The dead all passed away peacefully...

"Hey, why bother~"

Ye Junlin shook his head. After looting the resources, he swallowed the medicine to recover, carried the domineering big sword on his shoulder, walked away with a step that no one recognized, and hummed a brisk tune.

At the same time, the remaining number displayed in the upper right corner was more than 15 people.

It can be imagined that during the landing of the 100 trialists, fierce fighting broke out. The equipment and skills of those who are still alive are not too bad.

As for those who have been turned into boxes, their real bodies have long been eliminated and automatically teleported out of the Fallen Immortal Island.

Everyone is developing madly, striving to survive to the finals and win the final victory.

People still need to have some dreams.

If not, what is the difference between you and salted fish?

So even if most of the trial participants here think that they will probably become runners-up, what if they succeed?

Of course, there are also some people who just want to experience this interesting trial. If they win, everyone is happy, and if they lose, they will face it calmly.

Ancient Sword Tomb.

Two figures are competing.

They compete with each other in swordsmanship, and the sword energy is surging, and the power of the sword moves they perform is comparable.

At this time, a man in white with long hair tied with white ribbons, a cold face, and stars in his eyes, holding an ice-blue long sword, walked step by step.

The sudden appearance of the strong enemy forced the two who were still fighting to stop, and they all cast doubtful eyes.

"You, you are Xue Wuhen!"

Although the image here can be fictional, it is difficult not to recognize its true identity at a glance because it is deliberately created to be close to oneself, and even the name is so consistent.

At this time, the man in white was holding a purple rare quality Ice Soul Sword, his expression was cold and indifferent, and his thin lips uttered a word, "You."

He disdains to hide his identity here!

Even the name above his head is the four big characters of White Sword Immortal!

"Although this is not in the virtual world, it is not in vain to fight with the legendary Sword Immortal!"

"Oh, he just doesn't know who we are, so let's just unite to deal with him!"

The two were eager to try, and their eyes were boiling with fighting spirit.

As a result, before they could come back to their senses, Xue Wuhen had taken the lead and quickly approached with the earth-level body movement. The Ice Soul Sword in his hand burst out and stabbed away, and the sword body rippled with mysterious fluctuations.

For a while, snowflakes were floating around, and the cold air froze into the bones.

"Not good, your movements are slowing down!" One of the handsome men had his pupils shrink and realized that something was wrong.

The other man gritted his teeth and was about to fight back, shouting, "Kill!"

But they were too slow after all, and in just three seconds, they were stabbed hundreds of times, and their health bars were directly cleared.

The snowflakes gradually disappeared, and only the figure in white was left at the scene, standing quietly with a sword, and two boxes appeared under his feet.

Xue Wuhen looked into the vast distance, and suddenly noticed that the map refreshed and showed that a large circle covered four regions, and the other two were outside the scope of the large circle.

"Is this death aura starting to spread?" Xue Wuhen raised his eyebrows. Fortunately, the Ancient Sword Tomb he was in was within a large circle, so there was no need to worry much at the moment.

However, you must also plan ahead and try to find a reliable mount so that you can come and go freely.

After all, Phuket Island is quite large. If you don’t have time to hide in a safe area and are swallowed up by the spreading death energy, you will be very unlucky!

In the Luandao Valley outside the circle, figures were seen running away in panic one after another, all trying to avoid the coming death.

In a cave somewhere on the cliff, a battle of life and death was breaking out.

"No one can compete with the big eagle!"

"Get out! Or die!"

"Damn, who do you think you are?!"

Several figures meleeed with each other, and sometimes someone fell into a box. Finally, the shouts of killing gradually fell silent. A middle-aged man wearing a green bamboo robe held two scimitars in his hands, and his face was full of excitement.

"Haha, in the end 놆놖 wins 깊, this big eagle 놆놖's 깊!"

"This big eagle of 놆놖!"

Looking at the eight-meter-high golden-beaked eagle in front of him, with feathers all over the body as cold as iron, with sharp feathers, and a majestic head held high, the man in green robe became very excited and said loudly.

Nowadays, the death energy is about to engulf Chaos Knife Valley. With this kind of flying mount, you can quickly leave this ominous place.

The most important thing is, the shape of this big sculpture is very handsome! Perfect for showing off in the upcoming battle!

"놆?"

Suddenly, a clear and melodious female voice sounded. From the sound of the voice, one could tell that she was a delicate and cute girl.

"Is there anyone else?!" A flash of cruelty flashed in the green-robed man's eyes. He clenched his two swords and turned around to slash. Two half-moon-shaped sword lights shot out, full of power.

Boom!

The two sword lights were blocked.

Thick smoke filled the air, and a burly figure stepped out of it.

The muscles are like a devil muscleman, full of explosive power, but on the thick neck, there is a cute and cute loli face, big eyes, and pink lips, which is very inconsistent from the visual effect .

At this time, she was walking slowly with a big knife in hand, showing a terrifying sense of oppression like a mountain.

"You, that weird woman on your boat!" The man in green robe was shocked, his back felt cold.

"Hey, it's the big eagle's 깊."

The muscular woman carried the big knife and slashed in a circle, rolling up fierce sword blows along the way, which caught the man in green robe off guard.

Poof!

A few seconds later, a line of blood appeared on the neck of the man in green robe. He staggered back a few steps and fell to his knees weakly. His eyes were dim and he suddenly picked up a box.

"Done."

The muscular woman shook her hair proudly, revealing her white teeth.

That's right, this person is Li Wujie.

Li Wujie wanted to leave quickly before the death breath came, but when he heard the sound of fighting when he passed by, he came to check. After seeing the flying mount, he stood still and waited for the fishermen's advantage.

Now, this flying mount belongs to him.

Seeing this 꾫-shaped raptor with a domineering attitude and tilted its head to look at him, Li Wujie sighed,

"Well, this sculpture is big enough, I like it very much!"

soon.

Inside the cave, there was a loud chirping sound.

A majestic giant eagle flew out of the cave as fast as lightning, spread its wings and soared into the sky, heading straight for a safe destination.

"Hahahaha..." On the broad eagle's back, stood a muscular loli standing in the wind, her arms akimbo, letting out a heroic laugh.