Chapter 1819

When you see the fierce battle on the top of the mountain, Rao is the middle-aged man who presides over the competition. He can't help but change his face.

On the top of the mountain, there are rivers of blood, piles of bones, limbs and broken arms everywhere. It's like Shura hell.

Among the 1000 monks who participated in the competition, there were less than 110 left, which was the most tragic one in the previous nine nation friars' Congress.

However, although the middle-aged man's face slightly changed, but still soon returned to normal.

He glanced at more than 100 friars one by one, especially at Mo yaoyu. Then he said slowly, "Congratulations, everyone, you have successfully promoted to the top 100 and won the place to enter the Sanhuang temple."

However, the middle-aged man had just said that, when he was interrupted by a friar, "master, there is something inside this competition. It's unfair. I have something to say."

The one who opened his mouth was also a monk of eight levels, whose strength was equal to that of Wang Fan. He is the highest one in the top 100, except Wang Fan.

His name is Ma Wuliang. He hesitated again and again before he spoke.

He planned to tell Wang Fan what he had done on the top of the mountain. In that way, once the middle-aged man was dissatisfied, he would kill Wang Fan directly. As long as Wang Fan dies, he is worthy of the first.

First and second, although the ranking is only one, the gap is too big. Ma Wuliang would never have risked his life to offend Wang Fan, if not for the first.

The middle-aged man's words were interrupted, and his expression immediately showed displeasure. He gave Ma Wuliang a cold look and asked, "Oh? Let's hear what's inside and what's unfair? "

In the moment of questioning, the middle-aged man's eyes have been flashing murder.

Even if someone dares to interrupt him, he still dares to say that there is an inside story in the game. It's unfair. It's just hitting him in the face.

"Master, relying on his cultivation, he not only occupied the stone mound himself, but also helped his friends occupy it. It's unfair!" Ma Wuliang pointed to Wang Fan and said crazily.

Wang Fan listen to this words, the heart is a moment can't help but sink.

At the same time, he began to be vigilant against the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's strength has reached the eighth level of Wang Jing, which is not what he can contend with at all.

Wang Fan also did not wait for the middle-aged man to open his mouth, so he quickly said respectfully, "elder, I'm wronged."

"The requirement of the trial is only that if you occupy the stone mound, you can enter the top 100, but not how to occupy it!"

"In the trial, the three of us are a group, so I think it's my duty to help them occupy the top 100 seats, not to break the rules."

"Of course, if adults feel that I have broken the rules, I am willing to give up my position."

Wang Fan's words are neither humble nor overbearing, sonorous and powerful.

What he said is true, and this trial does not mean that he can't help others.

Ma Wuliang listens to Wang Fan's words, almost breathless old blood gushes out, but he can't find a word to refute.

At this time, he remembered that there was no requirement for the trial, and he was not allowed to help others to occupy the seats. Since there is no requirement, Wang fan does not violate the rules.

He secretly scolded himself for being impatient, and even said these words with his original intention without serious thinking.

"It's not breaking the rules. Don't mention it again." At this time, the middle-aged man has cold mouth.

He said, his right hand suddenly in the air a row, in an instant, a huge circle appeared, and then fell, on the ground circled a square kilometer range.

The middle-aged man put a touch on the space ring again. In an instant, a chair with golden light appeared and was directly thrown in the center of the square kilometer.

The middle-aged man finished all this, then pointed to the center and said, "since the top 100 have been born, then we will compete for the first place."

"In an hour, those sitting on the golden chair will be the first in the contest. Now, the game begins

However, after the middle-aged man's words fall, it is strange that no one moves.

Obviously, they all know that they don't have the strength to compete for the first place. The first place belongs to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan did not move, but swept to Ma Wuliang.

As long as Ma Wuliang dares to enter the kilometer range, he will kill him immediately. For this kind of people who want their own lives, Wang Fan has never been soft hearted.

Ma Wuliang's heart is bitter, but he doesn't dare to move.

If there is no Wang Fan, the first natural is his, there is no dispute. But now, Wang fan is here, he obviously has no chance with the first.

Of course, if Wang Fan didn't kill Ouyang Zhi, he could not compete for the first place with his strength.

In this way, the scene for a time quiet down, the atmosphere is quite strange.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but take a look at Wang Fan and Ma Wuliang.Of the top 100 friars, Wang Fan and Ma Wuliang are the most powerful, with eight levels of position.

However, Wang Fan and Ma Wuliang who want more powerful, he did not know.

After all, accomplishments can be seen, but combat effectiveness can't be seen at all.

Seeing that an hour was about to pass, Ma Wuliang still didn't want to fight for the first place. Wang Fan couldn't help sighing and walked slowly to the golden chair.

This first place involves the reward given to a country, which Wang fan can't miss.

He wants to get the first place, and then return to Tianyun country, destroy Nie family, destroy Nie Sirius. At that time, the expression of Nie's family will be wonderful.

Ma Wuliang saw Wang Fan walking towards the delineated area and the golden chair. He clenched his fists and his eyes were not willing. But in the end, he didn't dare to do it.

Wang Fan quickly sat down on the golden chair and looked at Ma Wuliang with a touch of contempt in his eyes.

That scorn, the people present all see clearly, Wang Fan this is obviously deliberately provocative Ma Wuliang, force it to start.

However, Ma Wuliang lowered his head and pretended to be a turtle.

The picture of Wang Fan's killing Ouyang Zhi is still fresh in my mind. He really has no courage to fight with Wang Fan.

Seeing an hour approaching, the middle-aged man couldn't help sighing.

This is the most boring competition in the first place competition since he presided over the nine nation friars' meeting three times. No one even made a move.

An hour soon arrived, and Wang Fan became the first.

The middle-aged man didn't talk nonsense either. After the announcement, he took all the people down the mountain.

Outside the Longqing mountains, many city masters and friars looked at the exit one after another, with a look of uneasiness and expectation.

They don't know what the outcome of this competition is, and whether the friars in their city have entered the top 100. What's more, who is the first place?

Gong Xiangheng and many city masters stand together, also appears uneasy.

Although he is confident that Wang Fan has no problem in the top 100, he is not sure.

"Come out, they come out!"

At a certain moment, accompanied by an excited voice, many city masters are crazy to look at the entrance.

There, more than one hundred figures appeared slowly.