The Portal of Wonderland

“Ping, ping, ping! ”

The blades of the two soldiers frequently interacted, and the shadows of one red and one black knife stirred together, making a deafening metal collision.

The black knife in Shi Mu's hand is sprinkled freely. One trick shows the wind chip knife method, without the appearance of the previous heavy knife shadow, but the knife method is changed, and sometimes sharp, and sometimes flexible, giving people a sense of regeneration.

Letting the man in the red robe attack hard, it is also easy to take all the next time, leaving the eyes of others to stare at each other.

As the army blades crossed each other once, Ishima gradually grasped the law of the black meteorite knife eating true qi.

The black knife can only devour the weapon of the other party or the true Qi contained in the attack at a moment when it is in conflict with the true Qi. Although the amount consumed is small, when confronted with the enemy, the effect cannot be underestimated.

After all, masters compete, and the difference between the first lines can sometimes affect the outcome of the battle!

The big man in the red robe attacked for a while. Although the real qi in the body flowed fast, his own attack became more and more powerful, and the knife method gradually dissipated, and his heart darkly screamed bitterness.

Shi Mu has almost achieved the desired results at this moment, and is not willing to continue to tangle with this person. With a real breath in his hand, the black knife suddenly accelerates.

Dang, dang!

Shi Lian instantly carried out three 13-in-one wind chip knives, struck three long black knives in a row, staggered to each other, and the momentum was astonishing.

The man in the red robe was terrified, waved the red knife in his hand and tried to catch it, but under the earthquake, even with his present body of zombies, his whole arm was still numb.

In fact, this is still because Shi Mu is obstructing the rules of the contest, and did not do his best!

After striking out three moves in a row, Shi Lian approached him like a shadow, the knife turned light, illusioned a knife and flower, wrapped in the red war knife in the hands of the great Han.

Red robe big man's arm is just the acid and numbness when, where can I hold it, when the knife of the war broke off and flew out.

“Bang” sound, Shi Lian took the opportunity to punch the big man in the chest and let him fly out in a cloud driving mist.

This martial arts is perfectly mastered, striking each other off, so that the body of the other zombie will not be harmed.

Without waiting for the big man in the red robe to fall, a white chain had flashed and tied his body.

“Bang” shouted, the big man of the red robe heavily fell to the ground, his dark hair quickly faded off, and his swollen body returned to its original condition.

Husserley, who was already beside him, glistened in his eyes, quickly walked forward, grabbed a hat from the top of his head, and then flew back.

The eyes of the big man in the red robe are full of resentment, but at this moment, the real air loss in his body is half, his whole body is tied by the air-ring pile chain, can not escape at all, can only let the fish flesh.

“Well, let's go. ”

Ishima glanced at the hat in Husseille's hand, retreating with the knife, waved her hand and unbuttoned the air-ring pile.

The man in the red robe stood up, his body had recovered, looked at Ishima, helplessly sighed, picked up the knife, and walked down the stage.

Several other colleagues of the Han also escaped from the cachots at this moment, but after witnessing the battle between Shi Lian and the Red Robe Han, there was still a slight sense of war and hurriedly retreated towards the distance.

At the same time that Ishimura took the Hat for Husserley, the competition on the field was completely caught in the heat, and many people on the stage gradually lost their patience and initial reason and began to become agitated.

After all, not everyone can tolerate such bizarre rules of contest.

The outbreak of conflict, while causing casualties, also disqualified an increasing number of people immediately from contesting and were taken away from the stage by the deacon disciples, while many were unexpectedly promoted directly.

Less than an hour before the start of the trial, there were less than 3,000 people left in the ring.

“Looks like I'm all that's left, gentlemen. Please wait a moment! ”

Shi Lian looked at the hat in the hands of the four of them, said a sentence, and his figure was straight, and he had entered the crowd like a traveling fish.

When the three of them had not yet responded, Shi Mu had lost his shadow.

In the distance, Shi Mu's surrounding green light was hidden and his figure was flying. Just a few breathing skills, he came to the end of the ring and directly blocked in front of a four-man team.

He looked at one of the skinny, tall young men with a figure of "four hundred and thirty” on his hat.

The team felt a shadow in front of them, and Shi Mu appeared in front of them.

Skinny and tall young man felt Shi Liam's gaze like an eagle falcon. He immediately thought of something. His face took a step back and laid a green jade in front of him.

“If your goal is one of my four, advise you to die of this heart!” Among the four, a long-faced middle-aged man with the appearance of a head stepped forward, and a green iron ruler with a pair of rulers in his hand wrapped around the surface and drank loudly.

In the talking room, the other three people had spread apart, aligning the wooden wand and other instruments in their hands with the stone pasture, and began to read words in their mouths.

All four of them are stellar magicians. The combined strength of the four can be considered both offensive and defensive. Such strength is almost free of enemies on the stage today. At this moment, three people have obtained the cap as they wish. At this moment, one is still missing, and they can withdraw from the body.

As for the appearance of the stone pasture, they naturally considered it an act of recklessness, so the four intended to shoot down the cap on the top of the stone pasture and put it straight out.

Instead, Ishima was a silent figure that suddenly became blurred.

At this point, the floor beneath the stone grazing feet broke open, several chunky green vines of adult arms rolled out, bound their feet, then several ice cones, wind blades, fireballs flew out of the remaining three magicians' hands, coming from three directions towards the cap of the stone grazing head.

Immediately, however, the Stone Shepherd shadow suddenly collapsed, only a remnant!

The next moment, the shape of the stone pasture appeared behind the four people, and the iron black knife flashed in his hand, turning into four blades of light, chopping each towards the four people.

Four people were shocked and hurried to turn around, urging the magical instrument in their hands to carry out the defense of the technique.

“Boom Boom Boom Boom” sounded chaotic.

Four people were busy with their hands and feet, finally blocking the four swept knives.

At this moment, however, Ishima has slipped back into shape and has an extra hat in her hand.

Skinny and tall, his hands touched his head, found it empty and his face changed dramatically.

In the moment of just fighting, Ishima attacked four people at the same time, forcing four to resist, but still had time to take the hat away.

Both sides are not on the same scale at all.

“Thank you for your hat.” Ishima arched her hand slightly, shaking her figure and swept away towards the distance, disappearing from the sight of the four.

The other three, sympathetic looking thin and tall men, were only unlucky to be targeted by such a powerful enemy.

Meanwhile, the four remaining men have retreated to the corner of the ring to stand still and watch their surroundings.

“It's been a long time.” The people were flowering, and the stone pasture came from afar.

“This... Mo Daoyou joked, it was only half an hour before Brother Mo got his hat and admired it.” I glanced at the hat in the hand of the stone herder and admired it, "he said.

“I didn't expect Mu Daoyou to be young, so much for martial arts magicians. ”

“If it weren't for Mu Daoyou, I'm afraid this contest wouldn't have been so easy to win! ”

Young people and young women with the Yi surname are also emotional.

But Husseillet looked silently at Yu Yi and the three others, seemed to be proud in the dark, and thanked himself for following the right person.

“Thank you very much. Now that we've all got our hats, let's get off the stage in case we have too many nightmares.” Stoneshepherd said.

The other four naturally had no objection, and the five quickly left the ring, led by the deacon's disciple, to a small palace building near the ring.

“Congratulations on passing the second race, please come with me.” In the palace, a middle-aged man greeted him and walked towards him with five men.

A few moments later, a few people arrived at one of the halls, where more than a hundred Lunar disciples had stood and should be the winners of the second round.

“Five, hold on. Someone will take you to the third contest later.” The middle-aged man said.

“The third contest starts right away?” Yu Yu was surprised and asked.

“Yes, the specific matter is inconvenient to disclose. A few of you will wait here for a moment and someone will explain later.” The middle-aged man gave a gift and turned around and walked out of the hall.

“Then let's just wait here.” Ishima's eyes swept away, saying so.

It appears that the winners of the second round were taken in batches, otherwise there will be no more than a hundred people here.

Many seats were set aside for everyone in the hall, and five people immediately found a place to sit down.

Minutes and seconds go by, more and more people come to the Palace.

Half an hour later, almost two hundred people gathered in the Palace.

At this point, a side door of the temple creaked open and a young gray dress walked in.

This person looks more than twenty different and looks gorgeous, but his face is cold and reveals a hint of flair.

Shi Mu slightly sensed the person's breath, and his heart was surprised. This woman was definitely cultivated on the ground. She should be an elder or lord of the Medieval Church.

Others in the hall naturally noticed the woman and stopped talking.

“All of you come with me.” The young lady in the grey dress looked at the people and said.

After that, the woman walked to the corner of the hall and slapped twice on the wall.

“Clicking” a dull sound, the wall cracked open a vast arched entrance, the black hole inside, somewhere to go.

“Come with me, I will take you to the venue of the third competition.” The young lady in the grey dress said, walking into the entrance first.

Everyone looked at each other and followed.

“I think this selection is quite mysterious, I really don't know what the third round is?” He muttered.

“Watch it change.” Ishima nodded, and he was equally confused, always feeling something was wrong.

Instead of entering the entrance immediately, he looked towards the entrance to the Palace.

At this point, a tiny colored figure flew from the entrance to the temple and landed on the shoulder of the stone pasture, exactly Colour.

Yet others looked at Shi Mu in surprise.

“Let's go.” Ishima didn't explain anything when she stepped into the entrance.