Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

The icy voice sounded like a death sentence, and the evil blade slashed fiercely.

Blood spurted out, dyeing the sky red, and a huge head was thrown into the air viciously.

Wu Zheng's body, still alive for a while, continued to retreat.

He retreated all the way to the edge of the ring, rolled off the stage with a thud, and then his head fell from the air.

The battle is over!

The surroundings suddenly fell into silence, no one spoke, only the sound of panting.

Leapfrog challenge!

The legendary things happened in front of them alive.

Whether it's a contest of martial arts, a competition of true qi, or the use of supernatural powers, Liu Wuxie almost crushed the triplet of real pills.

"Damn it!"

Ye Feng swung his fist violently, even Wu Zheng was defeated by him, so no one can kill him.

In the area of ​​the Qingxiong Empire, everyone showed a strong murderous look on their faces. More than 30 Tianjiao came, and 15 people stood still. Nine people were eliminated, and the remaining six people had a chance to enter the top [-].

"Senior brother Xiao, this kid is so hateful, he actually killed several people in our Qingxiong Empire."

Everyone looked at Xiao Wenlai, he was the number one expert in the Qingxiong Empire.

"He won't live long!"

Xiao Wenlai said four words, which represented the anger in his heart at the moment, and he would do everything possible to prevent Liu Wuxie from entering the cultivation world.

The others stopped talking, Xiao Wenlai made a move, and Liu Wuxie was sure to die.

Walking down from the arena and returning to her own area, Liu Wuxie continued to meditate.

Turn a blind eye to the surrounding discussions.

Entering one's own world, the Taihuang Swallowing Heaven Art works, and the surrounding spiritual energy is continuously absorbed.

After two battles, the realm has stabilized a lot.

Breaking through two realms in a row in just seven days, the foundation is a little unstable, and it is undoubtedly the best way to hone one's cultivation through fighting.

The fighting continues and more and more people are injured.

At the most serious time, ten arenas were collectively seriously injured, and all of them lost their qualifications to enter the cultivation world.

The scene was horrible, and they were all desperately fighting for their lives.

Until sunset, the battle is over, rest for one night, and continue fighting tomorrow.

Just as Liu Wuxie guessed, only 240 people advanced to the next round, competing for the top [-] qualifications.

This is a very crucial round, success is to enter the cultivation world, failure is to bid farewell to the road of cultivating immortals.

Everyone worked hard and waited for tomorrow.

Tomorrow's fighting may be more intense, and the death rate will continue to increase.

"Wu Xie, you must take good care of tomorrow's battle. As long as you don't get the fourth level of true pills, you can safely enter the cultivation world."

Fan Zhen sat beside Liu Wuxie and said in a low voice.

Let's talk about getting the qualification to enter the cultivation world first. As for the ranking, it is secondary.

Ranking first is similar to ranking 1.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy!"

What Liu Wuxie is thinking about now is not whether he can enter the top [-]. If Wu Zheng is killed, the Qingxiong Empire will definitely not give up.

"You are worried that the people of the Qingxiong Empire will deal with you secretly!"

Fan Zhen frowned, killing so many people in the Qingxiong Empire, he would never stop there.

"I'll find out tomorrow!"

Liu Wuxie didn't say too much, she closed her eyes and continued to practice.

Fan Zhen got up and left, so as not to disturb Liu Wuxie's rest too much, and recharged his energy to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

In the early morning of the next day!Everyone woke up from the practice, and the 240 people who advanced were extremely excited.

They had waited too long for this day, everyone's face was full of tension before the battle.

"Same as yesterday, lottery mode, step forward and draw lots!"

The box was ready last night, Jiang Kaicheng glanced around and said coldly.

Before it was time for a cup of tea, everyone got their own number, and Liu Wuxie was no exception.

"Number eight!"

Liu Wuxie won the number eight and was about to play in the first round.

He was not in a hurry to get on the stage, but was looking for an opponent. With Qingxiong Empire's character of vengeance, would he secretly cheat and send experts to target him and prevent him from entering the cultivation world.

To prevent the Qingxiong Empire from secretly exchanging number plates, Liu Wuxie didn't jump until the number eight opponent came on stage.

He landed steadily on the ring, and opposite Liu Wuxie stood a young man, not very old, only in his early twenties, with the first level of true alchemy.

The moment he saw Liu Wuxie, the young man showed a wry smile.

Even Wu Zheng died in the hands of Liu Wuxie, he was only the first level of the Little True Pill, let alone Liu Wuxie's opponent.

"Liu Wuxie, my name is Mo Yongfeng, the eldest prince of Nanjin Kingdom, as long as you are willing to give up this position, I can make you the next crown prince and enjoy all the glory and wealth."

Before making a move, Mo Yongfeng made a condition.

He knew very well in his heart that relying on force would not be Liu Wuxie's opponent at all, and he made a condition that no one could refuse.

It is really a good way to exchange this quota with the lord of a country.

"Is the prince of the Nanjin Kingdom crazy? He wants to hand over the position of the monarch to others."

The crowd exploded. Liu Wuxie was from the Great Yan Kingdom, so it was too unbelievable to be the king of the Nanjin Kingdom.

In order to enter the cultivation world, Mo Yongfeng went all out.

The prosperity of the secular world is fleeting after all, and only the cultivation world can find the road to longevity.

"I reject!"

The only answer to Mo Yongfeng was Bing Leng.

Not to mention the king of a country, even if the entire secular world is given to Liu Wuxie, he will not agree. His goal is not only the cultivation world, but the Lingyun fairy world.

"Liu Wuxie, have you ever thought about it, even if you defeat me and get the key to the cultivation world, do you think the people of the Qingxiong Dynasty will let you go? They will definitely fight for the next ranking and find a way to kill you You, why don't you help me, everyone wins."

What Mo Yongfeng said was very explicit.

Even if you defeat me, you still can't escape the Qingxiong Empire's pursuit, why don't you take a step back and become the emperor of the secular world, why not do it.

Not only fulfilled Mo Yongfeng, but also saved Liu Wuxie's life, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

No wonder Mo Yongfeng had a look of resignation to Liu Wuxie, and he had already thought up his speech.

No matter who the opponent is today, Mo Yongfeng will say this condition.

"That's my business, it has nothing to do with you!"

The evil blade appeared in the palm of his hand, he didn't want to entangle with Mo Yongfeng any longer, he fought whenever he wanted, and didn't bother to talk nonsense.

This answer made Mo Yongfeng very angry, but he was helpless, he was not Liu Wuxie's opponent at all.

"Liu Wuxie, think about it carefully. Nanjin Kingdom is rich in beauties. If you become emperor, you can choose from all the beauties in the world."

As soon as Mo Yongfeng gritted his teeth, and said such a bad word, there were waves of disdain from all directions.

The Nanjin Kingdom is a middle-ranking country, more than ten times stronger than the Great Yan Dynasty, and it is willing to give up the status of the king of a country. It is conceivable how much courage Mo Yongfeng took.

actually not!

Everyone is a smart person. If he enters the cultivation world smoothly, within a few years, he will succeed in cultivation and return to the Nanjin Kingdom. The position of emperor will not fall into the hands of their Mo family.

No wonder the people around sneered, Mo Yongfeng's indiscriminate tricks were almost as good as coaxing a three-year-old child.

The conditions sound very tempting. Without absolute force, even if you get the throne, what can you do? In the end, you still have to make wedding dresses for others.

Of course Liu Wuxie wouldn't say these words, and he didn't bother to explain, let alone expose Mo Yongfeng's low-level tricks.

"Have you finished talking nonsense!" Liu Wuxie's face was gloomy and terrifying: "Get out of here after you finish talking!"

Put away the evil blade, slapped it with one palm, and a strong wind was blown up. Mo Yongfeng couldn't bear it, and was swept away directly, and fell fiercely under the ring.

The first to advance!

The envoys of the top ten sects looked at Liu Wuxie eagerly, wanting to win him over in advance.

"Boy, you are very good, join our Golden Sun Temple!"

Jiang Kaicheng was the closest to Liu Wuxie, and directly threw out an olive branch, inviting Liu Wuxie to join the Jinyang Temple.

Although the top ten sects are strong and weak, they are actually almost the same. If there is no death at the top, no one can shake it.

No matter how many low-level disciples die, the crisis will not reach the foundation of the sect.

The faces of everyone in the Qingxiong Empire changed suddenly. As long as Liu Wuxie agreed to Jiang Kaicheng, it meant that he was now a disciple of the Jinyang Temple. If he shot Liu Wuxie at this time, he would be an enemy of the Jinyang Temple.

"Thank you for your kindness, I still need to think about it!"

Liu Wuxie cupped her fists to show her gratitude. Which sect to choose still needs to be carefully considered, and she doesn't want to agree blindly.

This answer was beyond everyone's expectations. They thought that Liu Wuxie would directly agree. After all, people from several great empires would try their best to kill him.

Standing next to the huge monster of Jinyang Temple, none of the people present would dare to touch him.

Jiang Kaicheng was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't expect Liu Wuxie to refuse so simply, and mistakenly thought that Liu Wuxie disliked the Jinyang Temple's ranking at the bottom.

"Liu Wuxie, how dare you refuse my invitation!"

Being rejected in public, Jiang Kaicheng felt ashamed and gloomy.

Liu Wuxie stopped suddenly, with a look of astonishment on her face, she just said something to think about it, and the other party became hostile to her, the cultivation world is really cruel enough.

"Jiang Kaicheng, the competition for rankings is not over yet. Are you a little too impatient to invite so early, and you are still worried that your Golden Sun Temple will not be able to recruit good seedlings."

There was a faint mocking sound, from far to near, a fat man, holding a chicken leg, walked towards this side carelessly.

There was a smile on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth. It seems that he has been dealing with fat people for more than half a year.

Song Ling was a fat man, and he was also a fat man when he joined Imperial College and met Li Shengsheng. Even the envoy of Tianbaozong was also a fat man.

"Fan Lin, what are you talking about!"

Jiang Kaicheng was poked into a sore foot and yelled loudly. Fan Lin was right. Every time they selected seedlings, their Jinyang Temple selected very few disciples because of their ranking.

The good seedlings were all selected by the first few sects.

"Isn't what I said clear enough? He said it very clearly. You need to think about it. You threatened him. I really despise you."

With a big belly, Fan Lin walked up to Liu Wuxie and gave him an appreciative look, which made Liu Wuxie confused.

He didn't know any of the ten envoys. Why did Fan Lin suddenly stand up for him? I really don't understand.

The others were indifferent, only Fan Lin stood up to speak for Liu Wuxie.

"Liu Wuxie, I remember you, I hope you can live to the end!"

Jiang Kaicheng left a cruel sentence, and he was a little jealous of Fan Lin. Could it be that this big fat man has extraordinary strength?