Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Ku Fo, fortunately, Brother Xue Tu is cautious and will inquire before taking action. Otherwise, you will screw me over this time."

"Hurry up and compensate Brother Xue Tu for his mental damages, at least 300 inner scene stones, otherwise you will be in trouble this time!"

The several saints of the Blood Rain Tower beside Xue Tu spoke up one after another, looking at Ku Fo with anger, wishing to tear him apart on the spot.

Ku Fo had a lot of suffering in his heart, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the blood battle list. When he found that the ranking of that name had risen by one again, his legs almost softened and he knelt on the ground.

Seeing that Ku Fo couldn't even stand steadily, Xue Tu couldn't help but sigh softly:

"Don't give me 300 inner scene stones, 200 will be enough, how about it?"

Ku Fo had no choice but to take out 200 inner scene stones to compensate Xue Tu.

"Don't mention this matter again in the future, just pretend it never happened.

Da Tou is the same, why don't you provoke anyone else, why provoke this person?"

The Xue Tu put away the inner scene stones and shook his head slightly.

"Who knows, how could a Qiyang student come to Qifeng District..."

The bitter Buddha wanted to cry but had no tears.

Now anyone with a discerning eye could see that this person must be a Qiyang student from Wutian, and it was the first time for him to come to the Blood Rain Tower.

Now only this explanation is reasonable.

Under another blood battle list.

Wang Hou was brought out by a blood mist, and he had obviously just finished a battle. Then he looked up and found Wang Yumeng and the two girls:

"How is it? That person's ranking is still rising?"

Wang Hou came up and looked at the blood battle list.

Wang Yumeng nodded solemnly:

"The ranking is still rising, and there has been no defeat so far, just like Brother Wang Jiang."

Wang Hou looked carefully and finally saw the name of 'Wushi', and checked the opponent's record, and couldn't help saying:

"This time, the Nine-Star Blood Pupil Fruit really attracted a lot of people. Who do you think this person is? Which one of the top ten?"

Wang Yumeng and the two girls naturally knew where the top ten he was talking about was referring to.

The two girls shook their heads slightly:

"I can't tell."

Unless you use your real name, no one can tell.

"What a pity, this guy probably chose to fight 300 games directly. He didn't go in to watch the first game, so he couldn't go in later. Otherwise, he could see some clues and give them to my brother for reference."

There was a trace of regret in Wang Hou's eyes, regretting that he and others had not discovered this person's existence earlier.

At this moment, Wang Jiang came behind the three people without knowing when, and also looked at the blood battle list. After seeing that Wu Shi's record was almost the same as his own, a solemn look flashed in his eyes:

"The top ten in the middle stage of Qi Gathering should all be here. He could be any one of them."

"All of them are here? Do they all have pupil skills?"

Wang Hou and the other two were slightly startled.

Wang Jiang shook his head gently: "Not really, but it is obvious that this fight is very intense. Not only can you sharpen your magical powers, but you can also find opportunities to break through the limits of your sainthood.

If you can fight a big dragon melon, it will be a rare opportunity."

"Brother, it seems that the competition this time is very fierce. I'm afraid the three of us can't help much."

Wang Hou sighed softly.

"It's a good thing to be more intense."

Wang Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly.

At the same time, in addition to those who are already fighting, there are several figures standing in front of the blood battle list observing the movements of Fang Chen.

These beings look insignificant, but in fact, their records are enough to daunt ordinary saints!

……

"Are you really a student of Qi Yang? 240 wins and 0 losses?"

At the magnificent inner gate, a vague figure stood, quietly looking at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen was also checking the opponent's record.

2,197 wins and 831 losses.

This shows that the opponent should be a veteran in the Blood Rain Tower.

The possibility of being a student of Qiyang is not very high, but it is not impossible.

"Is it important whether it is a student of Qiyang?"

Fang Chen asked casually.

"If it is a student of Qiyang, and you don't stay in Qiyang Hall, but come to Xueyu Tower to fish in troubled waters, then you will have no way out. Do you think it is important or not?"

The other party sneered.

Fang Chen did not say anything, but just waited quietly for the blood mist to dissipate.

When the blood mist disappeared from the inner scene of the two, the other party immediately attacked, and once he attacked, he was full of strength!

"The strength is indeed not weak, enough for the students of Qiyang."

Fang Chen nodded secretly in his heart, and then kicked the other party's inner scene door.

The huge body, like a rag doll, flew backwards.

During this process, the other party immediately shouted:

"Give up."

The red blood mist fell and took the other party away in an instant.

Another victory.

Fang Chen did not feel any joy in his heart.

It is indeed the middle stage of Qi Gathering in the same realm, which has made him lose interest.

Even if he finally gathered 300 battles to fight a big dragon melon, it was only for the Nine-Star Blood Eye Fruit.

In this way, he met one opponent after another, some said more, some said less, and some sneered and mocked him when they saw him, trying to attack his heart.

But none of them could withstand a single move in his hands.

His record was soaring rapidly, and his ranking was constantly moving forward, and soon he reached the top 20.

Although his record was not yet 300, and the total number of battles was not yet 300, some of the Blood Rain Tower saints behind him even had a total of more than 5,000 battles.

But they could only rank behind him.

Without him, the Blood Rain Tower, like the Five-Day Battlefield, is ranked based on overall strength, rather than the same statistics.

Two hundred and dozens of consecutive wins are enough to prove Fang Chen's overall strength.

It didn't take long for Fang Chen to win three hundred games in a row, ending the pattern of three hundred bloody battles and returning to the front of the bloody battle list.

He thought he would be the first to challenge a big dragon melon, but it turned out that a big dragon melon had already accepted a challenge from a certain saint and was preparing to start a battle.

There were very few people nearby, which meant that they all went to watch the battle.

Fang Chen thought, and blood mist fell again, taking him to a void.

In the distance, two interior locations are facing each other in the distance, and the war is about to break out.

"Hey, brother Wu Shi?"

Ghost Face, who was already watching the battle, suddenly approached from inside the scene.

"Hello friend."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Guimian hurriedly said:

"Brother Wu Shi has ended three hundred bloody battles?"

Seeing Fang Chen nod, Guimian took a deep breath in his heart.

How long has it been?

But fortunately, it seems that there is a saint who has reached 300 consecutive victories faster than the one in front of him.

"Brother Wu Shi, I just met your blood disciples from Qifeng District."

Ghost Face's expression changed and he whispered.

"Vampire? I don't know him."

Fang Chen shook his head.

He is looking at a large dragon melon and the record of his opponent.

"This blood disciple is quite famous in the Qifeng District's mid-stage Qi collection. His strength can be ranked among the top ten in the Qifeng District's mid-stage Qi collection. This time he came to inquire about you, but I didn't tell him."

"oh?"

Fang Chen looked at Ghost Face, "What did he ask about me?"

At the same time, the blood disciple in the distance happened to see the ghost face talking to Fang Chen. For a moment, his blood surged and his eyes widened:

"Shameless!" (End of Chapter)