Chapter 2712

Baiyu battle field, which is the only battle field in Baiyu City, has no one.

Baiyudou battlefield is located in the center of Baiyu City, and the person behind it is the master of Baiyu city.

In the battle field of baiyudou, there are countless monks challenging or watching the battle every day. They are honing themselves in this cruel way and earning cultivation resources at the same time.

After all, it is too difficult for the friars living at the bottom to earn some cultivation resources.

Baiyudou battlefield can not only sharpen the cultivation, but also earn a high amount of cultivation resources, which naturally becomes the first choice.

Those who are pretentious or have strong fighting power will not think that they are inferior to others, so they all choose to live in this way.

Of course, baiyudou battlefield is also the place with the highest mortality rate, and the competition is extremely cruel.

Every day there are countless monks fall, and even death is extremely miserable.

Outside the battle field of baiyudou, there is a river. The river is red all the year round, and the bones in Hanoi don't know how many.

It is said that as long as you get close to the river, you can feel the strong dead air, and even those with low accomplishments dare not get close to it.

From this we can see the cruelty and ferocity of baiyudou battlefield.

Wang fan is here.

When he arrived at the baiyudou battlefield, it was already crowded outside the baiyudou battlefield, and they were all queuing up to enter the battlefield.

I can't imagine the popularity.

Wang Fan was mixed in the crowd, it is very inconspicuous, not many people pay attention.

Vaguely, he could even hear the sound of fighting coming from inside.

With a long queue, it was soon Wang Fan's turn.

Wang Fan looked at the monk and said with a smile, "I want to sign up for the fight."

Because he doesn't have top grade immortal stone, it's impossible for him to go in and watch the war.

Only by signing up first can he be qualified to enter the battlefield.

The friar in charge of reception heard Wang Fan's words and looked at Wang Fan in surprise. He was not sure, "you said you want to register directly?"

His heart was shocked.

Because if you sign up directly, the battle will be completely arranged by the battlefield, and you have no right to choose your opponent.

That is to say, no matter what kind of opponents are arranged for you, you must accept them.

In this case, it will be much more dangerous.

Therefore, in general, no one dares to sign up directly, unless they have strong confidence in their own strength.

Most people choose to pay Xianshi to watch the battle, and then decide whether to fight and choose the right opponent.

Wang Fan nodded, "yes."

"OK, I'll register you." The friar stopped talking nonsense and started to register. Since Wang Fan has made up his mind, he has nothing to advise.

If he knew that Wang Fan's pocket was empty and he didn't have half a piece of top grade immortal stone, he would have vomited blood.

After all, the admission fee is only ten pieces of top grade immortal stone, so there are not many monks who can't get it out.

The middle-aged man soon registered, and then someone specially took Wang Fan into the battlefield.

The battlefield is huge, with tens of thousands of square meters, and is divided into several large areas.

In different regions, there is a platform on which monks fight.

When Wang Fan entered, the huge battlefield was almost full of people, and the atmosphere was very warm.

In the battle field, the friar took Wang Fan to one of the places and settled down. Then he pointed to the front platform and said, "next, you will fight on this platform."

"According to the rules of the battlefield, as long as you get on the platform, you need at least three battles in a row, unless you die. As for the reward, five hundred high-quality immortal stones for each performance. Do you understand? "

Wang Fan nodded, "I understand."

Even though he said that, his heart was still a little uncomfortable.

It's only 500 high-quality immortal stones after winning one game, isn't it too few?

Of course, if you want to go back, Wang Fan won't say it.

His eyes had fallen on the platform.

The two sides fighting on the platform are the nine level monks in holy land.

Both of them are fighting barehanded, obviously they are both strength monks.

They are like a human bomb in general, the body aura overflowing at the same time, crazy attack each other.

Simple, direct, rough.

With the collision of their fists and legs, the roaring sound vibrates in this area, causing countless people to scream and look hot.

Wang Fan watched their battle for a while, but he was not in the mood to continue watching.

Although these two men are extremely fierce, they are not his opponents.

He is not afraid of the power monk.

Wang Fan closed his eyes and began to close his eyes.The friar in the battle field saw Wang Fan's picture and couldn't help looking at Wang Fan in amazement. He thought that this guy was too arrogant, right?

I'm going to fight on the stage, but now I don't know the combat effectiveness and fighting style of my opponent?

I don't know if this guy named Wang fan is really strong or arrogant.

The fighting continued, and it took half an hour before it was completely over.

I saw one of the friars seize the opportunity and blow his opponent's head.

During the blood spatter, his opponent was killed.

People watching this scene could not help screaming, and even some people could not help sighing. There was a lot of noise on the scene.

Wang Fan knew from the crowd's exclamation that the winner was named Manzhan, which was his second victory.

"You go." The monk in the battle field said to Wang fan when he saw that someone had cleaned up the body.

Wang Fan nodded, immediately stepped out, and had already stepped on the platform.

Manzhan is a big man and looks like a bull. Standing there, he is like a hill, giving people an invisible oppression.

On the contrary, if Wang Fan stands there, he will appear to be much more ordinary, without much oppressive momentum.

Of course, even so, no one dares to belittle Wang Fan.

After all, let's not say that the combat effectiveness can't be judged according to the body shape, let's say that Wang Fan dares to challenge the brute force, which means that Wang fan is absolutely not simple.

Without a certain degree of self-confidence, they would not dare to step on the platform.

After seeing Wang Fan on the platform, Manzhan didn't say a word of nonsense at all. The huge body was already fighting against Wang Fan crazily.

The roaring sound came out, and he was like a wild beast. Every step of the fall, there was a violent tremor, and the momentum was extremely terrible.

Wang Fan looked at the fierce fighting, but there was a funny look in his eyes.

This guy is big, but he is not slow at all.

Just in an instant, the savage war had rushed to Wang fan like a wild beast.

I saw a dazzling white light suddenly appeared on his body. When the white light filled his body, his momentum began to soar.

"Death A roar came out of his mouth like thunder. The next second, his iron fist had been wrapped up in an incomparable power and killed Wang Fan crazily.

It's simple, direct and rude.