Chapter 1191

Although I don't know what kind of magic the warrior uses, Gan Xiucheng and others still rush towards the man.

"Qiyao shadow explosion!!!"

"Yuanyang sword technique!!!"

"The moon shines!!!"

Although three people shot at the same time, the probability of the other party's successful escape is almost zero.

However, Gan Xiucheng and others did not take it lightly. Their respective offensives were solid and blasted on the clouds that the man had previously used magic.

The fog met Gan Xiucheng's sword Qi and was scattered in an instant.

It was originally thought that Kong Hang and Luo Yuqi's attack would more or less hurt each other. Unexpectedly, after the fog slowly dispersed, the martial artist who had just stood in place had already disappeared without a trace.

Gan Xiucheng, who found that the blow failed, quickly used his mind to perceive the other party's whereabouts.

But in addition to those martial artists who looked on coldly, they didn't notice the slightest trace of that man.

Just then.

A strong sense of crisis surged into Gan Xiucheng's heart.

I don't know how many times it took to temper the reaction on the front line of life and death. Gan Xiucheng subconsciously held the Yuanyang divine sword and cut off his waist behind the empty man.

"Bare!"

The sound of a sharp blade across the cloth came.

Gan Xiucheng turned around and found the figure of the man not far behind him.

A piece of silk falling slowly under his feet confirmed that Gan Xiucheng's previous perception was correct.

This guy didn't know when he had quietly touched behind Gan Xiucheng.

In the face of the three shooting together, he even dreamed of sneaking up on one of the three.

I have to say, this man is really an expert and brave.

Compared with those miscellaneous fish and rotten shrimps who jointly surrounded Kong Hang and Luo Yuqi, it is just a cloud and mud difference.

The martial artists who are watching the trend of the square all the time in the stands naturally noticed the scene that happened at that moment.

He opened his mouth in amazement to discuss what had happened between lightning, stone and fire.

"Ho! That guy is so fast! Even Gan Xiucheng was almost attacked by him!!!"

"Isn't that Sima Hanxiao of the shadow sect?"

"Tut Tut, I didn't expect that in the face of the attack of Gan Xiucheng, he dared to fantasize about taking one away. It's really cruel. It's fun! It's fun!"

"But... The three men of Sima Hanxiao against emperor Tianzong won't be too easy even with his strength?!"

Gan Xiucheng, who is not familiar with Sima Hanxiao, didn't expect this man to be so difficult.

While considering whether to chase each other, other martial artists on the field quickly reflected that they could not let Gan Xiucheng clean up one by one.

For most of them, it is not easy to hold on until now. Most of the three ganxiucheng who occupy the advantage of joining hands against the enemy will occupy three of the only ten places.

Rather than stay where you are and wait for others to come, it's better to take the initiative. Maybe when you fight with others, other people on the field have been eliminated by other martial artists.

Many people think so, and then move towards the previous goal of looking for a good one. As soon as it was still calm, there was a mess in the square.

A variety of fairy arts and martial arts emerge in endlessly, and the dynamic and static momentum is completely two levels compared with that before.

If there are still people reporting their clumsy ideas at this time, just wait for them to be eliminated.

Gan Xiucheng, who stood here, thought for a moment and gave up the idea of chasing Sima Hanxiao.

The three readjusted their sight, and their eyes fell on a martial artist not far away. The man immediately noticed the eyes of Gan Xiucheng.

I was just watching the excitement. How could I point the spear at myself? I secretly scolded myself. I knew that I didn't have the ability of Sima Hanxiao. Sooner or later, I would be eliminated. I might as well be decent. I ran out of the token directly and crushed it without thinking about it.

After the man was safely transferred to the stand, he noticed the meaningful eyes from all around, raised his head unchanged and comforted himself:

"A man can bend and stretch. You know a fart. You have to be beaten into a pig's head to look good?!"

Having said that, it seemed that he was deeply proud of his practice of falling without fighting. He sat in the stands without blushing and jumping, and continued to watch the excitement that had not been seen before.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even give himself the chance to make a shot. He just took the initiative to crush his token at a glance. After looking at each other with Kong Hang and Luo Yuqi behind him, they both read a little cry and laugh from each other's eyes.

Gan Xiucheng, who failed to graduate twice in succession, turned to look at the other martial artists in the square and found that they were basically caught in the battle at the moment.

In desperation, Gan Xiucheng planned to wait and see for a while before making another plan. The three people who stood in place and had nothing to do seemed a little out of place compared with other lively battles in the square.

Even there was a strange vacuum around Gan Xiucheng. During this period, two or three martial artists who were accidentally repulsed not far from the three people raised their heads and found that Gan Xiucheng, who were nodding frequently at each war situation in the square, quickly dodged and hid away from the three people as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

The stalemate in the square was first broken before it could last long. A martial artist who was confronting his opponent Yao Yao had a weak arm hanging at his waist. It seemed that he had just been interrupted not long ago.

Seeing that the other party was still condensing a strong offensive, knowing that he was at the end of a powerful crossbow and could no longer resist the other party's attack, he took out the trait token directly from his body, looked at the circular square with regret, and crushed the token in his hand.

The man standing in front of the warrior who fought with him saw that the other party had crushed the token and eliminated it, so he quickly raised his hand and waved away most of the magic gathered in front of him, took out several healing ammunition from his arms, threw it into his mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed it, sat cross legged on the ground and grasped to recover his previous wartime injuries.

Such scenes are constantly staged in every corner of the circular square.

In a twinkling of an eye, nearly half of the handful of 20 people were eliminated.

Gan Xiucheng counted. At this time, there were only 11 martial artists left in the square, including three of himself. That is to say, only one of these people in front of him needs to be eliminated, so he can win ten places in the first link of the pre selection war.

"Elder martial brother Gan, there are only eleven people left now. Shall we do it?"