The cold voice was like the death sentence, and the evil blade cut hard.
Blood spurted out, staining the sky red, and a huge head was thrown into the air.
Wu Zheng's body was still alive for a moment and continued to retreat.
He retreated to the edge of the ring, rolled off the stage with a bang, and then his head fell from the air.
The battle is over!
There was sudden silence in all directions, no one spoke, there was only the sound of heavy breathing.
Leap level challenge!
The legendary things happened vividly in front of them.
Whether it was a contest of martial arts, a competition of true energy, or the use of magical powers, Liu Wuxie almost crushed the third level of true elixirs.
"Damn it!"
Yefeng waved his fist fiercely, and even Wu Zheng was defeated by him. Isn't there anyone who can kill him?
In the Qingxiong Empire area, everyone's face showed a strong murderous look. More than thirty geniuses came, and fifteen people stood still. Nine people were eliminated, and the remaining six people had a chance to enter the top three hundred.
"Senior Brother Xiao, this kid is so abominable. He actually killed several people in our Qingxiong Empire."
Everyone looked at Xiao Wenlai, he was the number one master in the Qingxiong Empire.
"He won't live long!"
Xiao Wenlai said four words, which represented the anger in his heart at this moment. He would do everything possible to prevent Liu Wuxie from entering the cultivation world.
The others stopped talking, Xiao Wenlai took action, and Liu Wuxie would definitely die.
After walking down from the ring and returning to his own area, Liu Wuxie continued to meditate and practice.
He turned a blind eye to the discussions around him.
Entering his own world, Taihuang Tuntian Jue is running, and the surrounding aura is constantly being absorbed.
After two battles, the realm is much more stable.
Breaking through two realms in just seven days, the foundation is a bit unstable. Fighting is undoubtedly the best way to sharpen your cultivation.
The fighting continues, and more and more people are injured.
At the most serious time, collective serious injuries occurred in ten arenas, and all of them lost their qualifications to enter the cultivation world.
The scene was horrific, and they were all risking their lives.
The battle ended at sunset, and they rested for the night before continuing the battle tomorrow.
Just as Liu Wuxie guessed, only 240 people advanced to the next round to compete for the top 100 qualifications.
This is a very critical round. Success means entering the world of cultivation. Failure means bidding farewell to the path to immortality.
Everyone is working hard and waiting for tomorrow to come.
Tomorrow's fighting may be more intense, and the number of deaths will continue to increase.
"Wuxie, you must make good use of tomorrow's battle. As long as you don't draw the fourth level of true elixir, you can safely enter the world of cultivation."
Fan Zhen sat next to Liu Wuxie and whispered.
First, get the qualifications to enter the cultivation world. As for the ranking, it is secondary.
Ranking No. 1 has the same meaning as ranking No. 100.
"I'm afraid it's not that easy!"
What Liu Wuxie is thinking about now is not whether he can enter the top 100. If he kills Wu Zheng, the Qingxiong Empire will definitely not give up.
"You are worried that people from the Qingxiong Empire will deal with you secretly!"
Fan Zhen frowned, he would never stop after killing so many people in the Qingxiong Empire.
"We'll find out tomorrow!"
Liu Wuxie didn't say much. After speaking, she closed her eyes and continued practicing.
Fan Zhen stood up and left so as not to disturb Liu Wuxie's rest too much, to recuperate and prepare for tomorrow's battle.
Early next morning!
Everyone woke up from their training, and the two hundred and forty people who advanced were extremely excited.
They had been waiting for this day for too long, and everyone's face was full of nervousness before the battle.
"Same as yesterday, lottery mode, come forward and draw lots!"
The box was ready last night, Jiang Kaicheng glanced around and said coldly.
Before it was time for tea, everyone got their own number, and Liu Wuxie was no exception.
"Number eight!"
Liu Wuxie got No. 8 and will play in the first round.
He is not in a hurry to take the stage, but is looking for an opponent. With the Qingxiong Empire's vengeful character, will he secretly deceive and send experts to target him and prevent him from entering the world of cultivation?
To prevent the Qingxiong Empire from secretly exchanging number plates, Liu Wuxie did not make the leap until opponent No. 8 took the stage.
Landing steadily on the ring, opposite Liu Wuxie, stood a young man, not very old, only in his early twenties, with a level 1 true elixir.
The moment he saw Liu Wuxie, the young man showed a wry smile.
Even Wu Zheng died in Liu Wuxie's hands. He was only a level one Xiaozhendan, let alone Liu Wuxie's opponent.
"Liu Wuxie, my name is Mo Yongfeng, the eldest prince of the Southern Jin Kingdom. As long as you are willing to give up this position, I can make you the next crown prince and enjoy all the glory and wealth."
Before taking action, Mo Yongfeng made a condition.
He knew very well that with force, he was no match for Liu Wuxie, so he made an offer that no one could refuse.
It's really a good idea to use the leader of a country to redeem this quota.
"Is this prince of Nanjin Kingdom crazy? He wants to hand over the position of king to others."
The crowd was in an uproar. It was unbelievable that Liu Wuxie was from the Yan Kingdom and became the king of the Southern Jin Kingdom.
In order to enter the world of cultivation, Mo Yongfeng risked his life.
The prosperity of the secular world is fleeting after all. Only in the world of cultivation can we find the road to immortality.
"I reject!"
Mo Yongfeng's answer was only three words: "cold".
Not to mention the king of a country, even if the entire secular world was given to Liu Wuxie, he would not agree. His goal was not just the cultivation world, but the Lingyun Immortal World.
"Liu Wuxie, have you ever thought about it, even if you defeat me and get the key to the world of cultivation, do you think the people from the Qingxiong Dynasty will let you go? They will definitely compete for rankings next and find a way to kill you. You, why don’t you help me, so that we can win together.”
Mo Yongfeng's words were very explicit.
Even if you defeat me, you still cannot escape the pursuit of the Qingxiong Empire. Why not take a step back and become a king in the secular world?
Not only did Mo Yongfeng succeed, but Liu Wuxie's life was saved at the same time. It could be described as killing two birds with one stone.
No wonder Mo Yongfeng looked convinced of Liu Wuxie and had already thought of his words.
No matter who his opponent is today, Mo Yongfeng will state this condition.
"That's my business and has nothing to do with you!"
The evil blade appeared in the palm of his hand, and he was unwilling to tangle with Mo Yongfeng. He would fight if he wanted to, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense.
This answer made Mo Yongfeng very angry, but he was helpless. He was no match for Liu Wuxie at all.
"Liu Wuxie, you should think about it carefully. The Southern Jin Kingdom is rich in beauties. If you become the emperor, you will have the choice of all the beauties in the world."
Mo Yongfeng gritted his teeth and said such despicable words, and there were waves of contempt from all directions.
The Nanjin Kingdom is a middle-class country, more than ten times more powerful than the Yan Dynasty. It is willing to give up the status of the king of a country. One can imagine how much courage Mo Yongfeng took.
actually not!
We are all smart people. If he successfully enters the world of cultivation, within a few years, he will be successful in cultivation and return to Nanjin Kingdom. The position of emperor will not fall into the hands of their Mo family.
No wonder those people around him sneered. Mo Yongfeng's despicable tricks were no better than coaxing a three-year-old child.
The conditions sound very tempting. Without absolute force, so what if you get the position of emperor? In the end, you still have to make wedding clothes for others.
Of course Liu Wuxie would not say these words, and he did not bother to explain, let alone expose Mo Yongfeng's low-level methods.
"Are you done talking nonsense!" Liu Wuxie's face was gloomy and terrifying: "Get out of here after you're done!"
She put away the evil blade and struck it with one palm, creating a strong wind. Mo Yongfeng couldn't bear it and was swept away and fell hard under the ring.
Be the first to advance!
The ten sect envoys looked at Liu Wuxie with eager eyes, wanting to win over him in advance.
"Boy, you are very good, join our Jinyang Temple!"
Jiang Kaicheng was the closest to Liu Wuxie and directly extended an olive branch, inviting Liu Wuxie to join the Jinyang Temple.
Although the ten major sects are strong and weak, they are actually almost the same. No one can shake them without death at the top.
No matter how many disciples at the bottom die, the foundation of the sect will not be in danger.
The expressions of everyone in the Qingxiong Empire suddenly changed. As long as Liu Wuxie agreed to Jiang Kaicheng, it meant that he was now a disciple of the Jinyang Temple. If he killed Liu Wuxie at this time, wouldn't he be an enemy of the Jinyang Temple?
"Thank you for your kindness, I still need to think about it!"
Liu Wuxie clasped her fists to show her gratitude. Which sect to choose needs to be carefully considered and she doesn't want to blindly agree.
This answer was beyond everyone's expectations. They all thought that Liu Wuxie would agree directly. After all, people from several major empires would try their best to kill him.
Standing next to this behemoth of Jinyang Temple, among the people present, no one dares to touch him.
Jiang Kaicheng was stunned, obviously he did not expect Liu Wuxie to refuse so simply, and mistakenly thought that Liu Wuxie disliked the ranking of the Jinyang Temple.
"Liu Wuxie, how dare you refuse my invitation!"
Being rejected in public, Jiang Kaicheng felt shameless and his face was gloomy.
Liu Wuxie suddenly stopped, with a look of astonishment on his face. He just said something and thought about it, but the other party became hostile to him. The world of cultivation is really cruel.
"Jiang Kaicheng, the competition for ranking is not over yet. Are you a little too impatient by inviting me so early? You are still worried that your Jinyang Temple will not be able to recruit good seedlings."
There was a faint mocking sound, and from far away, a fat man, holding a chicken leg in his hand, walked towards this side carelessly.
A smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips. It seemed that he had been dealing with the fat man for more than half a year.
Song Ling was a fat boy, and when he met Li Shengsheng when he joined the Imperial Academy, he was also a fat boy. Even the envoy of Tianbaozong was also a fat boy.
"Fan Lin, what did you say!"
Jiang Kaicheng was poked in the foot and let out a sharp scream. Fan Lin was right. Every time they chose Miaozi, their Jinyang Temple chose very few disciples due to their ranking.
The good seedlings were all selected by the top sects.
"Isn't it clear enough what I said? I made it very clear that I need to think about it. You threatened him. I really look down on you."
Fan Lin walked up to Liu Wuxie with a shy belly and gave him an appreciative look, looking familiar, which made Liu Wuxie confused.
He didn't recognize any of the ten envoys, so he really didn't understand why Fan Lin suddenly stood up to stand up for him.
The others were indifferent, only Fan Lin stood up and spoke for Liu Wuxie.
"Liu Wuxie, I remember you, I hope you can survive until the end!"
Jiang Kaicheng left a harsh word and was a little afraid of Fan Lin. Could it be that this big fat man had extraordinary strength?
