Chapter 196

He had no interest in these friars' fighting. In his eyes, only a few young men could compete with him.

After a while, No. 1 arena was divided into victory and defeat, followed by another pair of people on the challenge arena and began to fight.

It's the same with other contests. When you decide whether you win or lose, you will change your opponent. In a flash, three hours have passed, and only more than 200 people have won these contests.

"Fang Jia vs. Zhan Jinglin!" Said Francois Lang Lang of arena three.

Fang Jia, dressed in Hua brocade robe, rose slowly, with a faint smile on her face, and walked directly into the arena.

Jinglin was wearing a long linen dress, with a strong sense of war in his eyes, and a Tomahawk in his hand.

After Jinglin stepped on the challenge arena, Jiang Hao looked at Fang Jia and Jing Lin. Jinglin was not an ordinary person, and his strength had reached the early stage of jiedan.

"You're not my match. Get out of here!" Fang Jia looked at Jinglin and said indifferently.

Jinglin's face is a little ugly. Although he is a famous monk, he has reached the end of the elixir period in less than 100 years. Even the whole eastern region can become a genius.

But now, Fang Jia actually let him go. How can he accept this?

"Angry chop style!" With a roar of anger, the Tomahawk in his hand rushed to Fangjia.

Fang Jia looks at Jinglin, who rushes towards him. He pulls out his sword and cuts it out with a sword. He sees a sword with a full length of five meters rushes out of the sword and goes directly towards Jinglin.

Peng!

The sword fell on the Tomahawk, and a powerful force directly shook Jinglin out of the arena, and fell heavily outside the challenge arena. Then, he vomited blood against him, and the whole person was in a coma.

Everyone looked at Fang Jia in shock, with a trace of disbelief in their eyes.

Although Fangjia is the middle state of jiedan, Jinglin is also the early state of jiedan. Although there is a gap between them, they will not be directly attacked by a sword!

Jiang Hao's eyebrows wrinkled, and he looked at Fang Jia with a trace of doubt. He felt a strong sense of sword in Fang Jia's long sword, which did not belong to Fang Jia.

"young master, this Fangjia is a little strange." Feng Yaoyao, who is beside Jiang Hao, looks at him with a trace of worry in his voice.

Jiang Hao and Fang Jia's gratitude and resentment are very clear to him, so he is worried about Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao nodded and didn't say anything. He could feel that there was a force in Fangjia that didn't belong to him. Although he didn't know where he came from, it was very powerful.

Fang Jia stood on the challenge arena. He looked at Jiang Hao below, pointed his sword to Jiang Hao, and said with pride: "Jiang Hao, you are dead."

Jiang Hao looks at Fang Jia. He has no emotion in his eyes. He just looks at the scene indifferently. He ignores Fang Jia. Sometimes, he doesn't need to say too much. When time comes, everyone will know.

Fang Jia looked at Jiang Hao, who ignored him. He took up his sword and looked at Jiang Hao slowly and said, "waste!"

This was just an episode in the battle, which did not affect the monks' fighting.

"Xiaocheng vs. Fang Yi!" No. 10 challenge arena that name purple mansion Buddha xiulang voice.

Only Fang's family came out of a Yin Jie youth. The young man was carrying a curved bow and directly stepped on the challenge arena. Xiao Cheng also came out of Jiang Hao's back. He stepped on the challenge arena with no trace of emotion in his eyes.

He also understood the relationship between lingyunzong and the fangs, so he was very disgusted with the fangs.

"Xiao Cheng, Lingyun's disciple!" Xiao city on the challenge arena, the opposite side. Yi arch arch hand road.

Although lingyunzong and Fangjia are hostile forces, Xiao Cheng still does a good job in etiquette, which makes people unable to find any fault.

"Have you ever been a shrinking turtle for 16 years Fang Yi's spiritual power rises, and then he takes off his bow directly. Looking at Xiao Cheng's eyes, he also has a trace of cold.

Xiao Cheng's eyes are cold. He looks at Fang Yi, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

Fang Yi's strength is not strong. He is just a state of great perfection. Xiao Cheng is different. Xiao Cheng is a strong man in the middle period of jiedan.

"Whew!"

Fang Yi pulled the bow out of his hand for a full moon. Suddenly, there was a magic arrow on the bow in the air, which directly cut through the void and rushed towards Xiao city.

Xiao Cheng looked at the Lingli arrow that rushed towards him. His sword coagulated, and his body was filled with burning spiritual power. Then the sword in his hand waved gently.

Peng!

The sword fell on the Lingli arrow, suddenly the smart arrow exploded, and Xiao Cheng's eyes also with a trace of consternation.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

Several magic arrows were fired directly at Xiaocheng. As soon as Xiao Cheng's eyes changed, the sword in his hand was waved out in an instant.

"Broken sword skill!" Xiao Cheng roared, and the sword in his hand was waved in an instant. In the air, all kinds of spiritual power broken swords were condensed into one another, and then one after another fell from the air.Shua! Shua! Shua!

Fang Yi's eyes are very dignified, and his face shows a trace of ferocious color. He can only see his whole body's spiritual power running, and then all condense in the curved bow.

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