Chapter 1802: Was targeted

Chapter 1803 was targeted

The ring with a diameter of tens of kilometers, containing three hundred disciples, looks unusually empty. The bottom of the ring is made of a special diamond rock, which is strong and reliable and can withstand strong impacts. Otherwise, there will be so many people. In a fight, the entire mountain may be collapsed.

Zhuo Bufan walked into the third ring, leaving an open space around it. The rest of the disciples participating in the qualifying competition kept a certain distance from him, and dozens of slightly chilly eyes quietly fell on him. .

And the eyes of the others are more complicated, fear, awe, fear... and those more sharp eyes are some old students with not weak strength, they have their own pride, extraordinary. Although it is famous among the seven sects, it is almost impossible for them to be scared just by relying on such titles.

As one contestant stepped into the ring, three hundred disciples who participated in the melee soon gathered on the ring. There was no one to speak, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing and weird. After the last disciple entered the ring, the whole ring was complete. The rune engraved on the edge suddenly burst into a faint light, and then turned into a beam of light to shoot out, and then converge on the top of the ring, forming a barrier in the shape of a bowl.

This is also a protective measure to prevent the aftermath of the battle from surging out, thereby destroying the peak of Zhuyu Mountain.

"You are Zhuo Bufan, the most prestigious guy among freshmen recently?" Suddenly, a young man in the crowd slowly walked in front of the crowd, a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, staring straight at Zhuo Bufan.

This young man was slender, with a hint of pride on his face, and a blood knife behind him, exuding a violent aura.

"Well, you are?" Zhuo Bufan looked at each other in surprise, but didn't know him. After all, there were so many disciples in Seven Sects, and he could know them all.

"It's a blood knife lunatic..."

"Brother Ye..."

Many people saw strange fluctuations in their eyes when they saw him stand up. Obviously, this guy with the blood knife on his back also has a big name in the seven doors.

"I heard that Brother Blood Saber's cultivation base has broken through the Galaxy-level high level, and has condensed the will of martial arts, and in terms of combat ability, it is definitely the forefront of the seven sects!"

"Yes, I don't know who is better than Zhuo Bufan?"

These whispered conversations did not escape Zhuo Bufan's ears, the blood knife, the top ten geniuses in the seven sects, he was arrogant and had not weak fighting ability, and his true fighting power was far ahead of Lin Wuya.

"You can call me the blood knife. I've been in retreat during this period. I didn't expect a character among our seven newcomers. I will defeat you fiercely later." The corner of the blood knife's mouth evokes an arc of arrogance. There is no half courtesy.

"Really? Then ask Senior Brother Blood Blade for advice."

Zhuo Bufan did not show any weakness for the provocation recognized by the blood knife, and his eyes were slightly bright. Such a challenge will come sooner or later. If you want to quickly become famous in Qimen, the best way is to defeat a famous person, and now Zhuo Bufan was in the limelight in the Seven Gates, and I don't know how many people wanted to challenge him, trying to step on him to climb to the top.

"The ring competition, start now!"

At the same time, a majestic and old voice spread throughout the sky.

"Hey, it's started."

The blood knife took off the broad blood knife from the back. The blood knife was slender, with traces of blood haunting it. Even the air smelled of blood due to the blood fog on the knife. It is not difficult to imagine how many brutal contaminated this blood knife. The blood of the beast and the cold murderous aura suddenly reduced the temperature of the entire arena a lot.

The rest of the people who participated in the trial did not move. Instead, they stepped back and formed an encirclement, enclosing Zhuo Bufan and Blood Knife. It seemed that they wanted to wait for the two tigers to fight before they had a chance to reap the benefits. .

"Where's your weapon?" The blood knife palm clenched the blood knife, and the true essence of his body was swept away like a hurricane at this moment, lifting away all the dust on the ground, seeing Zhuo Bufan standing in front of him with bare hands and fists, slightly revealing The color of surprise.

"It's enough to hit you with a fist."

Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly. The strength of the blood knife in front of him should be in the same position as Starscream. When in prison, he could be one opponent to four. Now facing the blood knife, naturally there is no need to take out a weapon.

"Arrogant... I will crush your bones later!" Hearing the words of the blood knife, two groups of sharp chills burst into his eyes. The blood knife in his hand instantly marked a blood-red blade, and it went along the surface of the ring, with lightning speed. Suddenly, the momentum of the ear swept over.

The violent blade glow was red, like the substance. Facing such an offensive, Zhuo Bufan did not even flash. He clenched his right fist, rubbed a piece of metal-like luster on his fist, and suddenly blasted towards the blade. mango.

The condensed true essence instantly screamed the sound of its debut, and immediately banged against the sharp blade.

At the point where the two collided, a violent essence spread out in an arc, and the dust on the surface of the ring was lifted off again. Many people saw this scene, and their faces suddenly showed horror.

That piece of blade light, which was like the substance, was shattered by Zhuo Bufan's punch, turned into a little blood, and dissipated in the air.

"No wonder it's so arrogant, I have some ability." The blood knife gritted his teeth and said so, but his face was already showing a very solemn color, his feet slammed on the ground, the figure rushed away, the blood knife in his hand danced, and the knife The awns are as gorgeous as flowers, and the airtight encircling and suppressing wind shoots towards Zhuo Bufan.

"Blood Blade Split Shadow!"

The sword beams filled the sky, forming a net of swords, blocking all the directions that Zhuo Bufan could avoid, and the sharp blades were filled with a trace of murderous intent, like an incomparable God of War.

Facing the martial arts displayed by the opponent, Zhuo Bufan's black pupils quietly passed a trace of fine light, and the skin of the chest under the clothes showed a faint blood pattern, which immediately combined into a beast head pattern, and at the same time, a little bit of metal appeared on the surface of the skin. The coldness.

With a fist, the powerful and cold True Qi lingered around the arm, and at the same time it blasted out suddenly, like an ice dragon, it actually penetrated the seemingly impermeable blade light, fiercely bombarding the real blood knife, and then a gold The explosion of iron collision sounded, and a figure flew out quickly in the sky.

The disciples onlookers widened their eyes, looking at the figure that flew out, smashed to the ground in a slightly embarrassed manner, rubbed the ground, and made a mark of tens of meters.

puff!

The blood knife squeezed the blade in his hand, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. There was a touch of paleness on his face, and all his eyes were horrified. He didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to be so strong that he could resist him with his flesh and blood body alone. The blood knife in the hand.

"Go together, solve him first, then we have a chance to get the spot in the ring match!"

Suddenly, the blood knife suddenly roared loudly, shaking everywhere.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, Mu Xiuyu Lin Feng would destroy him, feeling the slightly sharp eyes around him, he knew that he might be targeted!