Chapter 517

When people saw this, they were a little scared.

The monks of Penglai and Kunlun holy land on the stage have already guessed what the monks of Shennong holy land are up to. But when it happens, they are helpless. Now an Sudong is their spiritual leader. If an Sudong dies, the team will be scattered, and their death will not be far away.

Without waiting for the crowd's exclamation, an Sudong had already met the attack of the monks of Shennong holy land. Ten banished immortal swords laid the biggest killing array and crossed each other, just like a huge net. This net blocked all the attacks. The attacks of more than a dozen people on the other side all fell on his swords, and the flash of light blocked all the sight.

"Apprentice, I'll kill you bastards!"

There is ice blue in the old monster of Yuanying period who is guarding below. At the moment, the old man with a bad temper is a little out of control.

"What do you want, old man? It's a competition for the younger generation. Life and death depend on fate!"

A yuan infant monk in Kunlun holy land grabs Bing Bing LAN. His name is Huang Zhong. He is still wondering when this old man took an apprentice!

"Let's go! It's not fair for so many people to deal with one of my apprentices. I'm going to kill them! "

Ice blue doesn't care about this, the three holy places. Except for Zhao Kun, no one dares to offend him. At the moment, he is crazy, which is very frightening.

The monk Yuan Ying in Shennong holy land was so scared that he didn't dare to move. He couldn't stir up the Lord in front of him. At this time, if you say a word, even if you cut him down, it's possible that he still has a long way to hide. Even if he doesn't have his apprentice, he won't save him. Shennong holy land doesn't pay attention to teacher's kindness and filial piety.

"Well, brother, you see, it's OK. The boy is still alive. I have to say that he is really powerful!"

Huang Zhong has some friendship with binglan, otherwise he doesn't dare to talk too much,

Hearing Huang Zhong's words, Bing LAN looks back at the challenge arena and finds that an Sudong is not in a big way. Standing on it, she still keeps an attacking posture. Her breath is very strong.

Just now, the old monster in ansudong's Dantian opened his mouth and asked ansudong to deal with it with the strongest posture. Ansudong naturally knew that if he was not careful, he would die.

All the blood vessels of the three sacred beasts on his body were stimulated, and the most powerful output of spiritual power was produced. With a single blow, he drained the spiritual power in an Sudong's body. He held a porcelain vase with spiritual milk in it. When a drop of spiritual milk was poured into his mouth, his face became better.

The people around an Sudong were shocked. Some of them were slightly injured. Fortunately, no one was seriously injured. All the monks were stunned. Now they only thought about one thing: is an Sudong a practitioner in jiedan period or a practitioner in Yuanying period? At the moment of the outbreak, they felt that he was far stronger than jiedan period, It's just like the friars of Yuan Dynasty, which makes them incredible.

"Attack

An Sudong roared, and the stupid monks of Penglai and Kunlun holy land came back to attack. Several monks who fell on the ground also got up and did their little.

These things only happened in a flash, the monks of Shennong holy land also woke up from the initial shock, and then changed the target, ready to attack other teams.

How can an Sudong make them succeed? His reaction speed is much faster than that of the monks of Shennong holy land. Before the monks of Shennong holy land attack him, the relegated immortal sword has already killed them. The force of the sword strikes. The monks of Shennong holy land have only one feeling and can't resist.

"Ah

"Help

At last, the monks of Shennong holy land were in a panic, but their resistance was vulnerable in front of the relegated immortal sword array. More than 30 people were killed and injured, and most of them were incomplete. Basically, they had broken arms and legs. They looked rather miserable. The rest of them stood alone on the stage, looking at an Sudong who seemed to kill gods, and their bodies began to shake involuntarily.

"Will you continue to fight or surrender?"

An Su Dong stares at the friars of Shennong holy land, and his anger is frightening

The rest of the people quietly watching, no orders from an Sudong, they did not attack without authorization, at the moment, all eyes, are staring at the opposite monk.

"I'll say it again for the last time. Are you fighting or surrendering? If you don't retreat, I'll take it as if you continue to attack!"

An Sudong said that, the crowd in Penglai holy land and Kunlun holy land were furious. The arrogant and domineering monk Shen Nong just now looked like eating them, and his eyes were even more dismissive. Now he is like eggplant beaten by frost, and he has no spirit at all.

It's like a beggar who hasn't had a meal for a few days. His legs and feet are weak and shaking wildly. The monks of Shennong holy land are looking at an Sudong with no eyes. They don't seem to hear an Sudong's words.

"Attack!

With a roar, the monks of Penglai Holy Land swarmed on, followed by the monks of Kunlun holy land. At the moment when they showed their magic weapon, the opposite person finally responded!

"We surrender!"

"Surrender, don't fight again!"

Several shrill shouts echoed in the air, and the angry group stopped when they heard them. There were no more shouts, but only miserable cries and painful cries.

"We, we surrender, don't fight again!"

"Give up... Let's go down."

The monks of Shennong Holy Land surrendered one after another, and they were afraid at last. The cruelty in their hearts had already dissipated, leaving only weakness and panic.

An Sudong still didn't play hard. He was very clear about the rules of the game. Just now, he could kill all the people in Shennong holy land, but an Sudong couldn't do it. What's more, killing people in their dull state was not the work of a gentleman.

"I won't do it any more. You can do it yourself and just bring out the remaining nine candidates."

With these words, an Sudong sat aside and closed his eyes. Obviously, he didn't want to participate in the fight below, and he didn't seek benefits for the monks in Penglai holy land. Everything was based on fairness.

The rest of the monks looked at each other for a moment, and most of them withdrew automatically, leaving more than a dozen people on the stage. Two people with similar strength fought with each other to choose the final ten.

It's good for an Sudong's fight. The monks of Penglai holy land and Kunlun Holy Land didn't die. The other monks died badly. The dead people were all monks of Penglai holy land and Kunlun holy land. For a moment, the monks of the two holy lands hated the monks of Shennong holy land to the extreme. They wanted to cramp and strip their skin!

"I will not spare the monks of Shennong holy land when I meet them outside in the future."

"They are no longer human beings. They want you to die. They don't think about the consequences at all. As long as they can kill you, they will never just defeat you!"

"Well! When they attack collectively, they have some means. The next one is one-on-one. Don't be soft handed, brothers. They are the strongest attack. Kill these bastards! "

The monks of the two holy places gathered together and looked at the monk Shennong in the distance. They all shared a common hatred.

"Leader Murong, you Shennong holy land is too much. It's just a way of dealing with the enemy. You can see how many people died in our two holy places. Most of the monks were attacked and killed by their combination without any action."

Jue Yazi sat at the top of the table, looking at the competition in front of him, frowning. These are all the monks in their holy land. They died so muddleheaded that they had a great hatred for the leader of Shennong.

The leader of Shennong holy land is murongfeng. His eyebrows are high and his eyes are deep. The whole person exudes a cold breath. "That's because they are not as good as others. We usually train like this. If all those who survive in the battlefield are monks of Shennong holy land, you will die miserably. Now these are just skin hairs."