The two cultivators in the head looked like middle-aged people, carrying a breath of superiors who were not angry and powerful. From the words of several people, it can be seen that these two should be the elders of Ghost King Island and Demon Island, and are of the same level as the third elder.

"Shakui, He Munian, you two are a little disrespectful to the old man." The third elder's face turned slightly cold, and his voice was cold. As soon as these people came in, the third elder's face became ugly.

Sha Kui and He Munian are also the elders who have only been in recent years. Ten years ago, they had to bow down in front of the third elder. Now that they have succeeded, they have begun to sarcastically in their words, which makes the third elder very dissatisfied.

"Haha, old friends are just kidding, the third elder is concerned about it." Sha Kui pointed at the third elder and smiled at He Munian.

"Who gives you the courage to point me!" Seeing Sha Kui reach out to his finger, the third elder snorted coldly, swung his sleeves, and a powerful spiritual power gushed out, rushing towards Sha Kui and He Munian.

Sha Kui and He Munian were obviously prepared, and they each burst out a stream of spiritual power, one from the left and one from the right.

The three of them collided with spiritual power, and Sha Kui and He Munian's faces changed color at the same time, and they each took two steps back. It is obvious that although they are both late-stage cultivators in the Jindan stage, their strength is also different. Compared with the old late-stage cultivators in the Three Elders, Sha Kui and He Munian are still slightly inferior.

"Young people should pay attention to respecting the elderly and loving the young when speaking, and remember that disaster comes from their mouths." The third elder looked cold like water. He never looked at the two men again. Instead, he sent a message to Fang Yi and the little devil king: "Old man, I have changed my mind. Those who are on the stage today will be killed without mercy."

Needless to say, Fang Yi seems to have only the middle stage of foundation building cultivation, but he already has the ability to kill early stage cultivators of the Golden Pill. No one among the three major islands can match the foundation building cultivators, and no one can win against Shang Fang Yi.

As for the little devil, the battle record only records that Yan Dong, a half-step golden elixir cultivator, was killed in Gulin City, but the information of Dark Moon details the speed and ability to control lightning. If a half-step golden elixir cultivator faces, it will be difficult to please even if he does not die.

The third elder knew the strength of the foundation-building cultivators among the three major islands, and was confident that no one could be the opponent of Fang Yi or the little devil. Sha Kui and He Munian's words and deeds had completely angered him and had murderous intentions in his heart.

"Three Elders, everyone is just a joke, there is no need to do it." In front of so many subordinates, Sha Kui and He Munian joined forces to fight against the Third Elders, but they still took two steps back, and their faces were a little unfair.

The third elder glanced at them and said, "You two are not qualified to joke with me."

"Speak less nonsense." Sha Kui said: "Isn't it a fight for the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage? Where are your people?"

Fang Yi and the little devil took a step each and stood behind the third elder.

"Those two?" Sha Kui sneered: "If I read it right, one of these two is Fang Yi and the other is Fang Lei, right?"

Although the three major islands share weal and woe, they also communicate with each other on weekdays, in fact, each of the three major islands has its own intelligence system. The actions of the three elders to recruit Fang Yi and others have not escaped the attention of the other two islands.

"Let's change this year." The third elder suddenly said: "These two of me, one is for your Ghost King Island, and the other is for your Demon Island. On the ring, life and death are all in peace."

After saying that, the third elder turned around and asked Fang Yi and the little devil: "You two are fine."

"Of course there is no problem." Fang Yi and the little devil answered at the same time.

"It's okay to fight a group, let them join together." The little devil said in a timely manner.

The third elder smiled, and the little devil said so that he felt very happy.

"Hmph, the little foundation-building cultivator has a very good tone." He Munian snorted coldly, "I just don't know how capable I have."

"Who will come first in your two families? Or come together?" The little devil stood up first.

"Wu Nian, come on!" Sha Kui turned around and shouted.

Behind Sha Kui, a young man stood up. The young man looked expressionless, like his name, without thoughts and thoughts, but on him, evil spirits surrounded the blood light and soared into the sky, obviously a cruel and ruthless person.

"Be careful of his lightning and speed." Sha Kui reminded.

Wunian seemed to have not heard it, but still had a expressionless face and flew to the ring.

"Fang Yi, I'll leave this person to me." The little devil's voice said with a hint of excitement.

"Be careful, this is a half-step golden elixir cultivator, and don't expose your momentary movement."

Fang Yi's divine consciousness sent a voice to instruct that the instant movement of the little devil is his big killing weapon. Once it is exposed, it will be targeted by others. The late-stage cultivators of the Golden Pill already have some ability to confine space. Exposure here will be harmful to the little devil.

"Don't worry." The little devil's figure moved and had already arrived on the arena.

As soon as he got on the arena, the little devil was talking nonsense, and he opened his mouth and spit out his own thunder bead. For a moment, lightning lights rolled on the martial arts stage, forming a dense net, covering Xiang Wunian.

"A cultivator with lightning attack attribute?" Wu Nian looked up at the net, and his body flew away, and actually crashed towards the net.

"Boom!" Wu Nian actually broke through the web of lightning, and a silver light shook directly into the little devil.

"It's too slow." The little devil smiled. Before the silver light came to his body, the little devil's figure had already appeared behind Wu Nian. His palms rose up and turned into a hand knife to slash at Wu Nian's back.

At the same time, Wu Nianzhou's body was suddenly wrapped in purple rasps.

There was no sign of lightning coming from the realm of lightning. Wunian felt that his body and spiritual consciousness were paralyzed at the same time, and then he felt the little devil's hand knife slashing through the back of his head.

Just like the little devil's imagination, the scene of the bloody brain fragmentation did not appear. Instead, the little devil's hand knife cut across Wu Nian's back of his head, which sounded a metal friction sounded, which was extremely harsh.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon with protective defense." The little devil immediately flew back and avoided the flying sword that attacked the little devil again.

"Then let's face." A cold light flashed in the little devil's eyes, and his body flew quickly, rushing towards Wunian.

Wunian's natal flying sword floated in front of his chest, waiting quietly for the little devil to rush forward.

The distance of hundreds of meters arrived in an instant. The little devil opened his mouth and spit out the sky thunder bead, shining with lightning lightning hit Wunian.

Seeing Wu Nian control the flying sword against the sky thunder bead, a smile appeared on the corner of the little devil's mouth. With a moving spiritual sense, the lightning field instantly enveloped Wu Nian. At the same time, the little devil's figure had already rushed to Wu Nian's body. His fingers pointed at Wu Nian's eyebrows, and his spiritual power mixed with thunder and lightning blasted into Wu Nian's sea of ​​consciousness. Wu Nian's sea of ​​consciousness, his spiritual consciousness and soul were instantly broken.

The two of them went from stepping onto the fighting stage to Wunian being killed, which was only a few rounds. Some people with poor eyesight didn't even see clearly what happened. Wunian had already fallen on the fighting stage.

"Okay!" The third elder who was watching the battle shouted, and suddenly felt much more relieved. Wunian had killed many of his subordinates before.

Sha Kui's face looked a little ugly. He had already reminded Wunian to pay attention to the speed and lightning of this thunder in the audience, but Wunian was still killed by the other party. Obviously, Fang Lei's cultivation was far higher than Wunian, otherwise it would be impossible to win by crushing the other party.

As a late-stage Jindan cultivator, Sha Kui could naturally see the flaws of the changes in the little devil's moves, but he forgot that Wunian had only half a step of Jindan's cultivation. Even though he noticed the little devil's speed and lightning, he still didn't have many ways to deal with it.

"It's your turn." The little devil walked off the stage and said with a proud look on the other side.

Fang Yi shook his head and smiled, walked onto the stage, facing the cultivators behind He Munian, and said, "I wonder which fellow Taoist was giving the advice?"

"Mu Xuesheng, go." He Munian ordered someone, who looked about the same age as Fang Yi. After hearing He Mu's order, Mu Xuesheng flew to the ring.

Upon entering the ring, Mu Xuesheng first bowed his hand and said, "When Mu Xuesheng is down, I hope Fellow Daoist Fang will show mercy."

"It is inevitable that the damage will be harmed. Please be kind to fellow Taoist Mu." Fang Yi was polite, but he would not think so in his heart. Mu Xuesheng is also a half-step golden elixir cultivator. In this kind of battle, winning or losing is life and death, and showing mercy is equivalent to handing over his life to others.

"Fire burning prairie." Mu Xuesheng took the lead in launching an attack, and his natal flying sword brought a fire to cover Xiang Fangyi.

"This flying sword also fuses the treasure of fire attribute?"

Fang Yi's eyes lit up. He had only heard of someone who fused Lihuo Jin Crystal into his natal flying sword, which doubled the power of his natal flying sword. Mu Xuesheng in front of him didn't know what kind of treasure it was, but it was definitely not a spiritual object of the level of Lihuo Jin Crystal, and his power was still a little worse.

"Take the chestnut from the fire." Taking advantage of the fire, Mu Xuesheng's natal flying sword drew a red light to stab Fang Yi, and his speed was extremely fast.

Fang Yi's spiritual sense moved, and the protective light shield appeared. The fire light immediately dissipated when it touched the light shield. Even Mu Xuesheng's natal flying sword stabbed Fang Yi's light shield and the red light disappeared.

"Go!" Fang Yi controlled the flying sword of his own life and attached a trace of Gengjin spiritual power. He flashed and appeared in front of Mu Xuesheng in a blink of an eye. While Mu Xuesheng was avoiding Fang Yi's flying sword, he took back his magic weapon. After taking it back, Mu Xuesheng's expression changed drastically.

"What did you do?" Mu Xuesheng was furious. After retracting the flying sword, Mu Xuesheng found that the red light on the sword was dim and restrained. No matter how he activated it, there would be no flames.

Mu Xuesheng naturally didn't know that when his flying sword stabbed Fang Yi's protective light shield, the Lihuo Sword Yuan in Fang Yi's body absorbed all the fire-attributed spiritual energy in it.

In order to refine the treasure into the flying sword of the natal, Mu Xuesheng spent most of his wealth to do it. Now when he met Fang Yi, his natal magic weapon was immediately knocked back to the prototype, and he was immediately angry and embarrassed.

"Fellow Taoist, take my sword!" Seeing Mu Xuesheng's shameless look, Fang Yi shook his head speechlessly. Life and death are divided on the martial arts arena. Could it be that he really wants to show mercy? With a light shout, three Gengjin sword energy flew out and slashed towards Mu Xuesheng.

Although there were no fire-attribute treasures, Mu Xuesheng's natal flying sword was still considered a top-grade magic weapon. Seeing Fang Yi's sword energy coming, Mu Xuesheng hurriedly controlled the flying sword to block it, but he ignored it and blocked three sword energy. But Mu Xuesheng could not block Fang Yi's natal flying sword again.

How fast the Fang Yi Fei's sword was? Mu Xuesheng came over before he could react and felt a sharp light penetrate through his chest, and the internal organs in his body were instantly destroyed by the sword energy.

"Waste, all waste!" In just a moment, He Munian and Sha Kui each lost a cultivator, which made their faces look even more ugly.

Fang Yi flew down the arena, came to the little devil, and said with a smile: "I will step down faster than you, right?"

Fang Yi's voice was not loud, but he did not deliberately cover it up. Sha Kui and He Munian heard it clearly and clearly. They looked at Fang Yi at the same time, with a trace of murderous intent in their eyes.

"What? Want to attack the junior?" The third elder's spiritual consciousness instantly suppressed the two of them. He didn't think Fang Yi could withstand the power of the spiritual consciousness of the late-stage Jindan cultivators.

"I see how many of you are enough for us to kill!" Feeling the murderous intent of the two, the little devil leaped onto the fighting stage. With the support of the third elder, he and Fang Yi were not afraid of He Munian and Sha Kui.

"Duan Xing, come on." Sha Kui almost roared: "Be careful of his speed and lightning, do you know?"

With Sha Kui's order, a middle-aged cultivator came onto the ring. This man was more cautious. After he came on stage, he first released his magic weapon to protect him, and did not take action rashly.

"Die." The little devil king didn't care about so many things. The word "dea" was shot out quickly. The fighting platform was so big that the other party was simply unavoidable and was surrounded by lightning.

After devouring and refining the power of lightning, the power of the little devil's Heavenly Thunder Pearl has also been greatly enhanced. After hitting the attack, Duan Xing's spiritual consciousness was still in numbness, and then he felt a chill in his neck. He then lost consciousness. The body fell to the ground and died very neatly.

The little devil walked off the arena and passed by Fang Yi and said proudly: "This time I am faster than you."

"Damn it!" Sha Kui and He Munian looked gloomy as if they were staring at the little devil's eyes, as if they were about to eat him, and they lost several generals one after another. Both of them felt very distressed.

Fang Yi stepped onto the arena again, and the faces of the remaining two foundation-building cultivators under He Munian became obviously nervous.

"Three Elders, why not forget it." Fang Yi stood on the stage and said, "The winner has been decided, there is no need to continue, right?"

"Forget it, what do you think?" Before the third elder could speak, He Munian immediately shouted: "Li Qingzhu, come on."

The cultivator behind him smiled bitterly when he heard this, but his life and death were not in his own hands. He Munian had to obey him if he ordered him, otherwise he would be worse than death.

"Die!" Li Qingzhu had just stepped onto the ring and immediately launched an attack without waiting for Fang Yi to speak. Everyone can understand the current situation. Today's ring will be divided into life and death when they go on stage. Therefore, without waiting for Fang Yi to react, he swept his sword first when he comes on stage.

"Hmph." Fang Yi snorted coldly, and one hundred and eight sharp blades surrounded him, resisting Li Qingzhu's sword.

"Boom." Li Qingzhu's natal flying sword rushed over the 108 sharp blades protected by Fang Yi with spiritual power, but did not break these sharp blades at all.

The thirty-three Gengjin sword energy in Fang Yi's body was released, like a sword net that enveloped Li Qingzhu.

Facing this sword net, Li Qingzhu had nowhere to dodge and could only use spiritual power to defend all over his body. However, at this moment, Fang Yi's natal flying sword shot out like a spot of light, piercing Li Qingzhu's eyebrows and shattering his soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Before the shattered corpse of the sea of ​​consciousness fell to the ground, it was cut into pieces of minced meat by thirty-three Gengjin sword energy.

"Why not hard? Cultivation is not easy, why don't you lose your life in vain?" Fang Yi shook his head and sighed, releasing the real fire in his body, burning Li Qingzhu's broken corpse to ashes.

"It's me again." The little devil was ready to sweep onto the ring, waiting for the next opponent.

"Elder, let's admit defeat." A foundation-building cultivator under Sha Kui said: "The speed of this thunder is too fast, and the lightning is too weird, so the subordinates cannot crack it at all."

The only remaining foundation-building cultivator under He Munian also showed fear and whispered to He Munian: "Elder, I am not a match for Fang Yi."

Hearing the words of the two subordinates, Sha Kui and He Munian's faces suddenly turned purple. The cultivator he brought back at this time was undoubtedly slapping them in the face. In the eyes of the two, they should not say such words of admit defeat even if they died in the ring.
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