Refining Heaven and Earth

There was a lot of space in front of the Ice Hall, only a hundred people stood in front of it, waiting for the final moment to come.

The Holy King's eyes glanced across the crowd, and he nodded with satisfaction, paused when he landed on Fang Bai, and some could not see through.

All who can persist to the present are the strong among the strong, and they are talented disciples no matter where they are placed.

But genius disciples also have strong and weak points, of which a few are the most prominent and striking.

Fang Bai is undoubtedly the most dazzling one.

The volcano battle is still fresh.

"You all."

The voice of the holy king sounded again, his eyes looked in succession, and the final moment came. Whether or not to conquer the position of the holy king will be announced soon.

"Then everyone depends on their strengths. The last three winners are determined by the little girl. The rules are simple. The winner advances and the losers retreat. I wish you all good luck."

The words fell, and the Holy King returned to sit down, and immediately the Elder Jiuyin Palace came out and explained the rules in detail.

Sure enough, as the Holy King said, it was extremely simple.

Three dais, each with one winner, entered the final round.

The loser was eliminated immediately, with the exception of no restrictions, simple and rude.

The crowd looked at each other. If there were other methods, there might still be speculation, but such a simple and rude method would have no luck. Everything would speak with strength.

Those who can reach this step are the strong ones who are unwilling to give up, but those who take the lead in battle will definitely suffer a great deal. No one is willing to take the lead in battle for a while.

Zhu Yi's eyes swept away, his footsteps vanished in the air, and he came to stand over the Wannian Hantan, and said loudly, "Who is going to fight!"

The sounds rolled away, echoing between the mountains, unparalleled.

The crowd was silent, no one moved, let alone Zhu Zhe ’s strength, even if he was lucky enough to defeat Zhu Zhe, there are too many strong people to face.

Zhu Yang's face was the most ugly. He didn't have the confidence to defeat Zhu Xun, but he couldn't defeat this battle, so he had to endure it forcibly.

There was no one for a long time, and Zhu Zhan raised a scornful smile on his mouth and suddenly yelled, "Zhu Yang, come out and die!"

Huh!

Everyone looked at Zhu Yang with a slight anger, and then calmly, "Wish you, why do you think I will be fooled by using this kind of radical method?"

"waste!"

Zhu Xun said coldly, "Shut up if you don't dare to fight, and sooner or later you will kill you."

Humph!

Zhu Yang's horrific killings broke out, and his feet rose in the air, and a voice came suddenly, "Stop."

"Grandpa!" Zhu Yang looked at Zhu Zhiyan, and said loudly, "I want to get rid of this traitor with my own hands."

Zhu Zhanyan said lightly: "Don't worry, your task is to marry the maiden, and the traitor will naturally be handled by someone, and give me back."

"Yes!" Zhu Yang nodded, looking to the distance and wished him coldly, "To spare your life today!"

Hahahaha!

Zhu Yuan laughed and said, "Your grandpa and grandson are really a snake and a rat nest. If you are afraid, you are afraid. Why should you make so many excuses? The face of the Temple of Vulture has been lost by you."

The crowd smiled, and everyone with a good eye could see it. Zhu Yang was afraid of Zhu Yan, otherwise, he would not miss the opportunity to do both, and Zhu Chiyan would not stop to stop.

"waste!"

Zhu Yan's cold eyes crossed, and everyone looked extremely embarrassed.

It is undeniable that Zhu Rong's strength is very strong, and it is by no means the mere appearance of the duality of entry. It is certain that one of the three places will belong to him.

For most of the deadlock, no one went up to challenge, and the face of the Holy King instantly became extremely ugly.

"While the natural way of martial arts is important, the mind is more important. No one challenges it. How can such a mind go to the end?"

The King said, after a pause here, he said loudly, "In this case, the King announced that Zhu Xuan would win, and there are two places, you are precious."

puff!

what?

The crowd was taken aback. I never imagined that this situation would happen. I wish you victory without a fight!

Zhu Yang was most annoyed. In vain, Zhu Xi took one place, and there were only two places left, and there was one Fang Bai. The situation became more and more unfavorable to him.

Fang Bai and Wang Fu painted a glance at each other and shook their heads with a grinning smile.

The party wished that he was also confused and smiled bitterly. He never encountered such a cheap thing.

The crowd was crying secretly, one place was missing at a time, and the rest of the battle would be more fierce.

"Next." Sheng Sheng said.

Like children's play, I wish Zhuan successfully get a place, and the crowd can't sit still. If you come again this time, it will be more than a year of hard work.

One person stepped in the void, standing over the Wannian Hantan, waiting quietly.

Fang Bai couldn't help laughing, and the holy king's move seemed casual. In fact, he had a deep meaning. It should be taken for him to get a place with Zhu's strength. Instead, he took the opportunity to inspire everyone's war.

"Brother Fang, what's your opinion on this matter?" Wang Fuhua asked suddenly.

"What does Brother Wang say?" Fang Bai couldn't figure out what he was asking.

Wang Fuhua whispered: "There are two places left. It is not a problem to get one with Zhuyang's strength, so what is left?"

Hearing here, Fang Bai suddenly realized that Wang Fuhua was anxious.

From the current strength, five people are most likely to win the remaining two places: Zhu Yang, Youth in Black, Zhao Xinghe, Wang Fuhua, and Fang Bai.

The strength of Zhu Yang is obvious to all, and the young man in black is hidden from view and cannot see through for a moment.

Zhao Xinghe and Wang Fu have comparable strengths, and no one dare to say that they have a chance to win.

In the end, Fang Bai's strength is the most weird. Once in that violent state, it is enough to sweep the crowd, which is the biggest variable.

However, there are only two places, and the three headed by Zhu Yang will not conflict for the time being. As a result, Wang Fuhua's situation is very awkward.

For this battle of holy kings, Wang Fuhua paid a lot and was determined to win.

However, the current situation, Wang Fu painting has the least hope, this is still not to consider the premise of hidden strength among the crowd.

"What does Brother Wang think?"

Fang Bai asked in a low voice, Wang Fuhua would not ask this sentence for nothing.

Sure enough, Wang Fu's painting was hesitant. After a long time, Shen said, "Does Fang have an interest in Sister She?"

Fang Bai's body was lightly shaken, and Wang Yu really moved him to see it, which was an emotion from the heart and could not disguise.

Frankly speaking, Wang Yu is really a good girl. If there is no light rain, maybe he will be tempted, but these are hypotheses and have no meaning.

"Brother Wang misunderstood." Fang Bai Shen said: "I already have a wife's room underneath, and will not be interested in any woman, and will not have other ideas."

"Is this true?" Wang Fuhua was not surprised.

"Brother Wang might as well speak straight." Fang Bai said lightly, Wang Fuhua's attitude was strange.

Wang Fu's expression was a little embarrassing. "According to Brother Fang, will he not marry the maiden?"

"Yes!" Fang Bai nodded. "It should be clear to Brother Wang that from beginning to end, I have no interest in the position of the Holy King."

"That's good!"

Wang Fuhua was relieved, his expression was extremely solemn, and he fisted: "Please also ask Brother Fang to help me, it will have a good report every day!"

"You mean?"

Having said that, Fang Bai finally understood that Wang Fuhua wanted to help himself and help him win a place.

In the current situation, the three of Zhuyang have the strongest strength, but there are only two places left, and there must be a mismatch between each other.

Fang Bai and Wang Fuhua joined forces to help Wang Fuhua win the last place. The chance is very great.

After all, Fang Bai is the most variable person, and God knows when he will go into a state of rage, and no one dares to challenge him.

At that time, as long as Fang Bai surrenders the quota to Wang Fu's painting, let it be.

It's easy to say, it's still difficult to do it. After all, the three of Zhu Yang are not stupid, but the feasibility is still great.

"How confident is Brother Wang?"

Although Wang Fu's plan made Fang Bai somewhat disliked, it was better than the trio of Zhu Yang.

"Except for Zhu Yang, I have confidence in the rest." Wang Fuhua said in a deep voice.

Fang Bai nodded faintly. In this way, things are even simpler. There are two places anyway, so it ’s okay to give Zhu Yang one.

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From the previous attitude of the Holy King, it is not difficult to see that Jiuyin Palace and the Temple of Fire are not as legendary. Even if Zhu Yang reaches the end, it is very unlikely that the Saint will choose him.

"Okay, I can help you, but success or failure depends on you."

"Thank you!" Wang Fuhua said excitedly: "No matter what the outcome, you will never forget Brother Fang's kindness."

Rumble!

At this point, the two are in a fierce battle in the distance, and it looks like they will soon be divided.

Fang Bai suddenly felt a bit dull.