The first thousand eight hundred and seven chapters are invincible

The rules of the ring match are very simple. One-on-one battles, without restricting martial arts, treasures, and even all kinds of weird methods, can be displayed. The only way to win is to defeat the enemy or let the opponent admit defeat.

Compared with the knockout rounds, the rules of the arena are more cruel. The test is the true fighting ability of the monks. After all, if you want to be a real strong, you don't just rely on cultivation, but also need experience, courage, and wisdom against the enemy.

The four groups of competitions are held at the same time. Until the champion of each group is selected, the final match can be played. Of course, if you perform brilliantly in the ring, you will also get some not weak benefits, such as being accepted as disciples by the hall master and elders. It is not impossible.

Therefore, in this kind of arena, everyone will do their best to select less than 400 people from tens of thousands of people. These people are the elites among the elites, the geniuses among the geniuses.

The Sifang is located in the middle of the valley, soon on the ring, shrouded in a light curtain with a faint golden glow. This kind of light curtain can prevent the fluctuations of the fighting between the two sides from spreading out and spreading to the onlookers.

Among the voices of the two hall masters, the first pair of four groups flew into the ring.

Zhuo Bufan's gaze fell on the ring of the third group, on which stood a young man and a woman, both of whom looked quite young, but possessed the mid-level strength of the Galaxy, and should be an old disciple of the Seven Sects.

The weapon used by the young man is a cold knife, while the weapon used by the woman is a long sword. The two figures suddenly meet in the air, displaying various martial arts techniques, and strong waves of true essence impact on the light curtain, rippling layers. ripple.

About ten minutes later, the long sword in the woman's hand turned into an agile snake, and it instantly stabbed the young man's arm, knocking the latter to the ground and winning the victory.

The Sifang arena's competition lasted for the longest half an hour, and then the winner was divided. The strong played against each other with the strongest combat effectiveness, making this kind of battle both exciting and not prolonged for too long.

The games went on one after the other, and soon it was Zhuo Bufan's turn. He was fighting against a young man who majored in spells. His strength was at the mid-level of the Galaxy level, only one step away from the high level of the Galaxy.

The two stood on the ring, and both sides arched their hands slightly.

"My luck is really bad, I actually met you in the first game." The young man with long black hair showed a bitter look on his face.

"But even so, I will try my best, you be careful."

As the young man said, his figure floated slowly into the air, his arms spread out, and a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and then a black dagger flew into the air, densely packed, there were more than 100 black daggers, glowing with black and cold light. , Giving people an extremely sharp feeling.

On the stands, in addition to the sect masters, hall masters, guardians, and deacons of the seven sects, there are some other people who do not belong to the seven sects behind them. They are the helms of various large families, and their families have children in the seven sects. Men practiced, after being invited this time, they just came to watch the seven-door arena.

"Oh, isn't this kid from the Wu family, he actually knows the Wu family's Wulian technique, and can actually practice the Wulian technique to such a level, but he has not weak strength."

Above the seats where the helms of the major families were seated, an old man with a white beard under his nod and wearing a gold-rimmed black suit brightened his eyes and said slowly.

"Clan Chief Liu, you still know the Wu family's exercises, the other side should be your Liu family's grandson-in-law, right? I don't know if he can resist the attacks of the Wu family geniuses." Next, a middle-aged tiger eye The man said.

"Patriarch Hong, have you forgotten that your family Hongling is not Zhuo Bufan's opponent?" Liu Lifu smiled slightly, glanced at the latter, and laughed.

That old man was Liu Lifu, the head of the Liu family. Originally, Liu Shangfa should also be invited to participate in the Seven Gate Challenge. However, Liu Lifu insisted on coming in person, naturally because of Zhuo Bufan's relationship.

For Zhuo Bufan, Liu Lifu is extremely fancy, if Zhuo Bufan's relationship with Liu Yiyi comes true, then the Liu Family's position in Qionglongxing will follow up to a higher level.

The rascal middle-aged man is the head of the Hong family. On the surface, he merges with the Liu family. In fact, the two sides have a lot of secret business conflicts and compete with each other.

Hearing this, the Hong family's family snorted coldly, obviously a little dissatisfied.

"Junior Brother Zhuo, be careful!"

The young man surnamed Wu coldly screamed, the light in his eyes suddenly became sharp, and hundreds of daggers with black light hovering in the air trembled violently, and immediately after two or three, they turned into a knife tens of meters long. The snake, dancing in the sky, immediately made a sharp howling sound, and once again blasted towards Zhuo Bufan at an extremely fast speed.

The opponent majors in magic and is good at magic attacks. The most feared is being close by a warrior, so he uses long-range attacks from the beginning.

Looking at the dagger that was shooting like a black snake, Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed with a faint light, but he did not take out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword, but clenched his fists, the majestic essence was like a splash of water, suddenly gathering his fists. Above it, a metallic coldness ran across the surface of the fist.

"Ok?"

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan didn't even take out the weapon, the young man surnamed Wu was taken aback for a moment, and then a sly color flashed across his eyes, "Brother Zhuo, the lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, you...you will suffer."

As the young man's voice fell, the dagger that was originally connected to form an oolong-like dagger was suddenly separated again, forming a black light in the sky, shooting out like a storm. Each dagger is three inches long, with jagged edges. If you are stabbed, you will definitely be seriously injured.

boom!

In the face of the black light, Zhuo Bufan suddenly blasted out with a fist, carrying a wave of violent true essence, as if making the true essence in the ring trembling, his fist slammed against the black light, sounding gold. The voice of iron.

Immediately, those fierce black lights burst out again, but this time they shot backwards.

When the black youth saw this, his complexion changed sharply, his hands immediately condensed the seal, and a layer of talisman formation was enveloped on the surface of the body. The regressive black light violently shot on the barrier, making a tinkling sound. Immediately, he couldn't bear it. The attacking barrier suddenly shattered, and the young man was directly hit by the black light dagger and flew out.

"Brother, I'm offended." Zhuo Bufan looked at the pale young man lying on the ring and arched his hands.

A punch was to break the opponent's attack and let the opponent fly out. Although the young man was unwilling, he also understood that even if he tried desperately, he might not be able to close the gap between him and Zhuo Bufan.

"You are very strong, I am not wronged."

Next, Zhuo Bufan went straight into the final match of the third group with an invincible posture. Of course, this result was also expected by most people.

The last guy who broke out of the siege and prepared to compete with Zhuo Bufan in the group finals was an old disciple of the Seven Doors, with long silver hair and strong clothes on his body. The weapon was a spear, capable of surpassing the siege. Entering the finals, the opponent's strength can be seen.