Chapter 1589

Their doubts were soon answered.

"Ah, help, help..." in the array, there was a terrified cry for help.

The voice was so sharp that no one could tell who it was.

"Don't kill me, please forgive me, I'm wrong, I dare not, don't kill me, don't kill me..." and then, with a cry voice.

"Don't come here, don't come again, ah..."

Cry for help, wail, cry, one after another. Even with the protection of the border, the faces of the audience changed again, as if they felt the fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Finally, a small pillar of light as white as jade rose from the array. It was obvious that someone could not bear the huge fear and crushed the jade card.

Chang Wan's body moved and put himself into the array. When he reappeared, there was already a man in his hand.

This man is about 267 years old. He is tall, with angular facial features. He looks very powerful. However, he was lifted out like a dead fish by Chang Wanfa. His hand loosened and he collapsed like mud. His face was covered with tears and his mouth mured: "don't kill me, I'm wrong, Please don't kill me... "What's more, there's not a little bit of power to speak of when you look so embarrassed and lost.

"It's elder martial brother Chen Taiqian!" A young disciple exclaimed.

Chen Taiqian is an outsider of Jizong. He started two years earlier than Han Yangshu, though his accomplishments are slightly inferior to Han Yangshu because of his aptitude.

However, for the sake of the selection of the inner disciples, he practiced hard every day, with the special care of elder Qiu. His accomplishments can be described as rapid. It is said that he is no longer inferior to Han Yangshu in the past, or even better than him.

No one thought, just the first assessment, let him reveal the prototype!

No matter how much cultivation resources he has, no matter how advanced his skill is, he will never achieve much.

And if he is scared like this, he will leave a shadow or even a devil in his heart, and his future achievements will be even more limited.

"Alas, if you don't have enough qualification and strength, don't take part in the selection. If you fall into this position, you will be disgraced and your future cultivation will be greatly affected. Why bother?" One of the disciples sympathized and said that he was more thankful. Fortunately, he was smart and chose to give up at the last moment. Otherwise, he would end up worse than Chen Taiqian.

"Yes, if you don't have that qualification and strength, you'd better practice honestly. If you aim too high, the gain is not worth the loss." Others take his words seriously.

Just now, another pillar of light soared into the sky. This time, the one who started to save people was swing sword. He was seen in a flash, and another disciple was dragged out of the array.

"It's brother Luo Qinghao!" Looking at the young man on the stage, who turned his eyes and fainted to death, and kept foaming in his mouth, someone exclaimed.

Luo Qinghao is a disciple of the Dharma sect. He is a little stronger than Chen Taiqian in terms of strength, but he is a little worse than sun Taiqian. Of course, this is also because he insisted on holding on until the last moment, but he just broke the jade medal.

The beams of light flashed one after another, and Chang Wanfa and the swing sword moved faster and faster. After only a quarter of an hour, more than ten disciples were dragged out of the Nanli magic array.