Strongest Demonic Fiend System

I have seen Mr. Jin.

Everyone opened their mouths and shouted in unison.

Old Jin nodded lightly, swept his eyes away, and immediately said: There is still half an hour before the Sword Ranking Competition. I will tell you the rules of this competition first.

The Sword Ranking Competition is divided into two parts.

The first part: successfully arrived at the Xuanbing Temple in the center of the Xuanbing Valley; the second part is the competition.

Xuanbing Temple? Duan Feng and the others raised their brows.

Obviously, they had not heard of this so-called temple.

That's right, only those who arrive at the Xuanbing Temple within the specified time limit are eligible to compete in the Sword Ranking.

Jin Lao smiled, as if he knew everyone's doubts, and took the initiative to answer them.

Elder Jin, how many days is the time limit? someone asked.

Days? If your time limit is in days, then I suggest you quit now.

Jin Lao showed a sly smile, and immediately said: There is no specific time limit. The first three hundred people who arrive at the Xuanbing Temple first are considered valid, so do your best.

In addition, there are many [Ice Crystals] hidden in the Xuanbing Valley, and everyone must get at least one hundred, otherwise, even if they go to the Xuanbing Temple, they will also be eliminated.

Elder Jin, may I ask how many people participated in this Sword Ranking Competition?

Some people can't help but ask.

There are only a thousand people around them now. If it was just them, it would be quite easy to squeeze into the top three hundred.

Hehe, there are about a thousand of you, but it's just one of the eight entry points.

Old Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled lightly.

Eight places? Isn't that nearly ten thousand people?!

Hearing Old Jin's words, most of the cultivators took a deep breath.

Nearly 10,000 cultivators with strength above the sword king competed on the same stage. This scene was really scary.

Haha, a friendly reminder, ice crystals don't necessarily need to be collected by yourself, you can also grab them from others.

Old Jin glanced at the little guys in front of him, like an old man who taught people to commit crimes...

Huh? Duan Feng patted his forehead lightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The time has come, let's begin.

After Mr. Jin finished speaking, his figure turned into a streamer and disappeared.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With the disappearance of Old Jin, monks from other dynasties rushed out one after another.

The Heavenly Sword Dynasty where Duan Feng belonged was just a small closed Dynasty, and he was the only one in the entire Dynasty.

Most of the others are medium-sized dynasties or large dynasties.

The number of participants in a large dynasty even reached nearly a hundred.

Damn, everyone else is in groups, I'm alone, it's a big loss.

Duan Feng watched the monks flying out in twos and threes, feeling a little depressed.

Nearly 10,000 monks are competing for the top 300 places, and the competition is still quite fierce.

The first part is about speed and luck, and I have to speed up.

Shrugging, the perfect wings behind Duan Feng's back suddenly unfolded.

Whoosh!

Turning into a streamer, Duan Feng rushed towards the center of Xuanbing Valley.

...

A vast valley with no end in sight.

At a certain moment, Duan Feng was forced to land on the ice.

It was not that he was unwilling to continue flying, but that he felt a strong air pressure, and even with the strength of his sword emperor, he could not bear it.

What a clever method, this should be to prevent the contestants from making one step.

Duan Feng thought so in his heart.