Chapter 710

The tragic experience of Ren Hang's failure made most people feel a little desperate. This Zhang Fan is really too strong. In the end, do you want to be his servant?

They subconsciously looked at the old servant and the little boy and remembered what they had said. Even a servant in the wa palace was enough to look up to a domain!

In this case, it's better to give up the fight!

Some people had this idea. They probably had hundreds of people. They simply got together to study who could win this cruel competition.

"Hey, who do you want to be the master of Wa palace? Zhao Yuande? This guy looks like a smiling tiger. Although he smiles brightly, he can kill people without ambiguity. He won't be a little moody!"

Someone talked about Zhao Yuande and his face was uncertain. They saw the battle between Zhao Yuande and Zhengde and felt that he had this strength.

"Zhang Fan is introverted, so people can't see the joys and sorrows. It's the most difficult to figure out. If he gets things done, our life will be difficult."

"What do you think of her?" suddenly a man pointed to a woman.

"She? Just now she was more than 200. How did she get to the tenth place in the blink of an eye? How could she be promoted so quickly?"

"She is constantly challenging. Every battle changes different ways of challenge, but the final battle usually doesn't exceed ten breaths. Her strength is so strong!"

"Mingyu, a gifted woman from the earth demon realm, she was not warm before. Has she started to work now?"

"And that man, you see, he's not lost to Mingyu. He's also challenging continuously, especially his body. He can kill his opponent with one punch. Looking at his body, he seems to be a barbarian!"

"A barbarian? How can it be? His spirit should be weak. How can it be so strong!"

"His name is Feng Wujiang. His native place was unknown at first. I heard that he was a barbarian in the wilderness. I didn't expect it to break out at this time. Is this a scene of four dragons competing for supremacy?"

"No... look at that man! What a terrible sword! The sword from the spirit cuts the endless void. Is this going against the sky?"

"This is still a woman! The sword is wandering. She is a peerless swordsmanship genius girl from the ten thousand sword region. At first, she was clumsy!"

"Come on, record it all! It's wonderful enough for five people to compete for hegemony!"

“……”

Of course, many people think they are not weaker than others, and they have to fight for it. Others have a strong character and would rather die than become servants.

They are working hard for their dreams and freedom!

Zhao Yuande also looked a little elated and added three super strong people. He felt that he was not so boring. The final five dragons might be interesting.

The third day passed quickly, leaving only 118 out of 243!

Ninety eight of them gave up the challenge and got together.

The remaining twenty people all have strong combat power, and each of them has his own pride.

In the end, Gu Ling knew that if he insisted on it, he would be challenged by others. He simply challenged Zhao Yuande directly. In the spiritual challenge space, Zhao Yuande urged the eternal tower to include the Gu Ling and cut off contact with the outside world. Suddenly, the name of Gu Ling disappeared on the stone tablet.

At this time, even the old servant was slightly shocked and could isolate the connection between wa palace and Gu Ling. What level is Zhao Yuande's Lingbao?

His heart suddenly tilted again. If Zhao Yuande had this terrible Lingbao, there would be many variables in the final win or loss.

"Three days later, some people choose to give up and some choose to continue fighting. Your last moment has finally come!" the old servant appeared in front of the people at this time. He whispered, "now those who give up please come to me."

The ninety-eight people came to the old servant. Although they were honest on their faces, they still had some loss in their hearts.

The remaining twenty people, including Zhao Yuande, stood still. He looked at the old servant and didn't know what he was going to do next.

"Next, we start the elimination system, fight in pairs, the winner stays, the loser dies or becomes a slave!" the old slave waved his hand, the four stone tablets slowly sank into the earth, and a huge martial arts arena appeared in front of everyone.

"How to match the combat object?" someone asked.

"Draw lots!" the little boy walked out from behind the old servant, and he had a bamboo stick in his hand. "Those who draw the same number are fighting opponents, and those who draw empty lots are empty for one round."

The little boy came to twenty people and gave them bamboo sticks one by one to draw them.

Whether intentional or unintentional, Zhao Yuande and Zhang Fan were assigned the last two bamboo sticks.

"Let's show the numbers on the bamboo sticks!" the little boy returned to the old slave, and the old slave said softly, "let's start with two numbers one!"

"I'm number one!" the sword drifted out first. He showed the bamboo stick to the public.

"I'm No. 1 too!" the other man is a middle-aged man with some gloomy eyes, but his face is obviously not good-looking.

Obviously, the middle-aged man was afraid of the falling sword, but he bit his teeth and strode to the middle of the martial arts arena.

The sword drifted to the martial arts field without expression.

The two stood opposite each other, their eyes crossed, and suddenly all burst out of great strength.

"You are not my opponent, now admit defeat and I won't kill you!" the sword drifted and looked at each other, with a cold and ruthless voice.

"Noisy! I Zhang linning can stand to die rather than kneel to live!" the middle-aged man roared, and a huge virtual shadow of the real dragon emerged from behind him, frightening the world with a terrible dragon threat.

"Kill!"

The sword fluttered on the body like a peacock opening the screen. Thousands of swords rose into the sky, and finally turned into countless golden awns and shot at the middle-aged man.

"Roar!"

The roar of the Dragon shook the sky. All the people around felt that the eardrum was buzzing and the blood in the body was rolling.

The real dragon virtual shadow and countless golden sword lights are flying in the sky against each other!

However, the obvious real dragon virtual shadow is getting smaller and smaller, while those golden sword lights are becoming more and more prosperous, as if these golden sword lights can absorb the energy of the real dragon virtual shadow for their own use!

"The sword is scattered, the lineage of the ten thousand sword sect, the body of devouring, the body of the sword emperor..."

"It's really a genius that the sword is wandering. She has two special constitutions, and can combine the two constitutions into one, so that her sword has a strong swallowing power. It's rare!" Zhao Yuande showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked forward to fighting with this strong man.

"Dragon God cut!"

Zhang Lin also felt that his real dragon virtual shadow was gradually shrinking, and even the strength in his body was gradually passing. If it went on like this, he might lose it in a short time!

So helpless, he can only suddenly break out and want to turn the war around in an instant through his most powerful tricks.

A dragon shaped machete in Zhang Lin's hand drew an arc in the void. A huge real dragon head appeared from the void and flew to the sword and bit it.

"Sword flash!"

The sword drifted away, and a sneer appeared in her eyes. She gently pinched her fingers and flicked gently towards the powerful and terrible giant faucet.

"Zheng!"

The sword seemed to flash past the time.