Immortality Cultivation Era

in the afternoon.

The life-and-death battle between Haicheng Xiuxian College and Xiaoshan Jianzong continues.

Standing on the martial arts ground, no matter the students or the disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong, everyone's expression is very dignified.

It's about life and death.

It's about glory.

Only after surviving can we qualify to take a step toward a higher position.

The drumbeat continues.

Since ancient times, there has been a tradition of fighting drums.

Xiaoshan Jianzong upholds this tradition, and Gao Ge also realizes that this drum sound can indeed arouse the murderous intention in the bottom of the heart.

The middle-aged man walked slowly forward, still holding the list full of names in his hand.

Two names were pronounced, and the two camps walked out of each other.

It is said that the enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. Although there is no hatred between the two, the killing in their eyes can't be covered when they look at each other.

With a rage, the two rushed towards each other.

The murderous bodies also collided together.

One person is holding a long sword.

One person holds an iron bar.

The two were in the middle of the martial arts field, and their weapons kept colliding with each other, and they heard banging.

The sound of this metal impact is the most exciting to the blood.

The disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong frowned.

At noon, when I saw the students of Haicheng Xiuxian College unable to eat, they were still very happy.

Is such an opponent worth worrying about?

But now they suddenly realized that they still underestimated these equally young immortals.

Their self-regulation is really good.

Helpless from the beginning.

Up to now, the tiger is eating.

Everything made them realize that there are too many excellent people in the world.

Originally, Fu Long Gao Ge and others took these students out to practice, the purpose is to let them see the power of the immortal cultivation outsiders, and the cruelty of the immortal cultivation world. A lesson.

This also illustrates from the side, the students of Haicheng Xiuxian College are all excellent.

This is where Gao Ge is very satisfied.

"You called them before, what did you do?" Fu Long couldn't help turning his face and asked Gao Ge around him.

"Don't you know?" Gao Ge pretended to be surprised.

"Do you think I should know?"

"Since you don't know, then don't know." Gao Ge finished speaking, turned his face and continued to look at Wuchang.

"..." Fu Long shook his head and sighed.

I know that although Gao Ge doesn't say anything, he still has a grudge against himself.

When Gao Ge and Fu Long simply said a few words, the situation on the martial field had changed dramatically.

The situation, which was still a stalemate, was finally broken.

The student at Haicheng Xiuxian College suddenly turned around and pulled out, just avoiding the long sword in the opponent's hand, as if a needle pierced a piece of cloth.

An iron rod weighing fifty pounds hit the opponent's chest firmly.

When the stick fell, the disciple of Xiaoshan Jianzong flew out immediately.

With a bang, he fell to the ground.

The student, without hesitation, hurried forward.

After a morning of comparisons, I was used to seeing bloody scenes. Although it caused a certain impact on them, this was not a bad thing. At least for now, the student of Haicheng Xiuxian College has an iron rod in his hand. Without hesitation, this time, it fell on the other person's head.

Needless to say, the result.

Stand alone.

One is lying.

The student, holding the iron bar in both hands, could barely stand firm, panting, and looking pale, but staring at the body on the ground without blinking, it still looked a little nausea, but there was something in the bottom of his heart. Pleasure.

After a long time, he turned around and looked at the classmates standing behind him.

"Did you see it? Xiaoshan Jianzong's disciple, but so!"

"..." The students were excited and knew that the other party was motivating themselves in this way.

Sect Master Zhou, sitting high, frowned, trying to say something, but he didn't say it.

The next match.

The students from Haicheng Xiuxian College still won.

In the same way, he thundered the disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong by thunder.

Cruel?

It's really cruel.

No matter where it is placed, such a contest is cruel.

but.

They turned around and looked at the huge wooden box.

They also contained the bodies of their classmates.

Everyone lying inside, not long ago, was laughing and scolding with them.

Everyone was originally a stranger distributed in the south and the north, because Xiuxian College brought them together. Although the time was not long, the friendship established between them was very strong. A comrade in the trench who blocked each other's bullets.

Now that you have said that you will avenge them, you must do so.

A man with a big husband must always be honest and trustworthy, right?

What's more, they are also reluctant to make themselves a member lying in the wooden box.

Sect Master Zhou sneered.

Originally he saw some clues, but he was not sure.

To a greater extent, this is just a coincidence.

He can think so in the first match, but now the second match is over, he sees it in his eyes. If he doesn’t want to understand it now, it’s brain shit.

I would like to ask, how can a first-class sect make a man with shit in his head as the master?

"Master Fulong, you Haicheng Xiuxian Academy, is it a good way!"

Fu Long froze for a moment, then quickly understood what the other party meant, but just laughed and pretended to be silly: "Why did Sect Zhou say this?"

"I want to come too. Dragon Pavilion has been in China for many years. Xiuxian Academy is also a part of the Dragon Pavilion. Long Pavilion wanted to know the swordsmanship of my Xiaoshan Jianzong. They are all clever, even if they are not enlightened with swords, they can see the sword skills of my Xiaoshan Jianzong thoroughly." Sect Master Zhou's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear. , Is a reminder.

If the disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong who are going to fight next do not yet understand what their patriarchs mean, then they should deserve to die in the hands of the students of Haicheng Xiuxian College.

One stone caused thousands of waves.

All the disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong changed their faces and suddenly realized.

"No wonder both of them can avoid the tricks of our disciples..."

"It's really hateful. I didn't expect that the students of Haicheng Xiuxian College also knew about the martial arts of our martial arts!"

"Hey, although the sword-shaking technique is complicated, these disciples have only learned the first level. The first layer was originally the entry of the sword-shaking level. How complicated can they be? Since they know it, they know it as if they knew it. Fate, these two people are not wronged!"

The disciples of Xiaoshan Jianzong were all angry and helpless.