Chapter five hundred and eighty sixth cloudy windy day
The Taoist stared at the Xingui crystal wall in front of him for a moment.
On top of the crystal wall, a golden-robed monk stood proudly in the void, with bright eyes and an extraordinary bearing.
The sentence just now: "Whoever kills, I will kill!" came from his mouth.
The Taoist had not opened his eyes, but when he heard these words, he suddenly opened his eyes and his brows gradually wrinkled.
The little Taoist grinned and said: "Who is this person? Is he trying to ruin your big business? Do you want me to summon Min Rou and Jiang Wei immediately and let them kill this kid first?"
The Taoist was stunned and said nothing. For a long time, he slowly shook his head.
Who is Yin Tianfeng? He claims to know five hundred years before and five hundred springs later. The whole world is in his calculations. How can a mere ten-thousand-year-old monk affect his grand plan?
Yin Tianfeng comes from the second-grade sect Shenji Sect, Shenji Sect peeks into the sky, Xiao Yin and Yang, the Chinese world's heavenly secrets, fortune, luck, fate, everything is under the calculation of Shenji Sect.
As a monk of Shenji Sect, Yin Tianfeng didn't pay attention to other sects at all.
Even if it is a first-grade sect, the Hunyuan Sect, what about the Xianlu Sect? Isn’t it still inseparable from the Shenji Sect’s calculations?
"This man is interesting! Qiye was born for killing, but he has to play the role of the person who stops killing. Those who kill people also kill. With the power of one person, he attempts to make enemies of all the descendants of Xichu. He is either a genius or an unparalleled genius.
Idiot." The Taoist said slowly.
The little Taoist boy chuckled and said: "Master, no matter he is a genius or a fool, he will not be able to escape your plan after all. If he is a fool, he will die soon. If he is a genius, his luck will be with him on the first night.
He can't get it either.
The Seventh Night appeared in Xichu, but Xichu can only bear the disaster brought by the Seventh Night. The luck of the Seventh Night will ultimately belong to you, Master. What a pitiful Xichu people."
Yin Tianfeng smiled sinisterly and said: "You kid, you are born to be a flatterer. Stop talking, let's continue to watch the fun."
After Yun Tianfeng finished speaking, he turned his hand and found a thin booklet in his hand.
This book looks as light as nothing, as if it were an illusion, as if it were real. It looks like brocade and silk. There is not a single word on it.
Yin Tianfeng pinched the magic formula with his hand, and hit the magic formula one after another on the booklet. The booklet slowly melted and turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace.
The little Taoist boy stared at this magical scene for a moment and said: "Master, what are you..."
Yin Tianfeng smiled slightly and said: "This is the heavenly book. All the supreme secrets of our Shenji Sect are in this heavenly book. If we want to inherit the inheritance of the Shenji Sect, the first thing we get is the heavenly book."
After Yin Tianfeng finished speaking, he stopped talking and closed his eyes slightly.
The Book of Heaven has been sent out. With the luck of the seventh night and the inheritance of the Book of Heaven, Qin Xianguo will definitely have a rising star.
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Besides, in the Xichu Palace Square, the top twenty have already been announced, and the top seven will be held soon.
The top seven will be a round-robin battle between twenty people, with continuous rounds and eliminations until there are seven people left on the field.
There has never been such a competition system, and such a round-robin competition is also called an endless loop.
For example, twenty monks fight in pairs. In the first round, three people are killed or injured, and three people quit. The remaining fourteen people go through the second round.
This cycle continues until there are seven people left.
And the remaining seven people are the top seven.
This endless cycle is an extremely cruel competition system, because all the monks participating in the competition have no room for opportunism.
Under such a cruel competition system, the seven people selected must be the ones with the strongest combat power and the most determined will.
Cruel...
When Zhu Yu received this competition system, he just thought that Xiang Jingtian, the overlord of Western Chu, must be crazy. With such a crazy competition system, the final result would be twenty people fighting each other. The genius of Xi Chu would definitely be exhausted in this battle.
The Seventh Night was obviously a trap, couldn't Xiang Jingtian and Zhu Xiazi see it? Did they allow this madness to continue?
Zhu Yu couldn't help but glance at Xiang Jingtian and Zhu Xiazi who were sitting in the front seat. Their expressions were extremely serious, even gloomy.
Zhu Yu still knew too little about Seventh Night. Who were Xiang Jingtian and Zhu Xiazi? How could they not know what the appearance of Seventh Night meant to Xi Chu.
But they are unable to stop it, or even unwilling to stop it.
The legendary Seventh Night appears in response to the killings. When the Seventh Night appears, there must be killings.
If there is no killing in the competition, there will be killing in other places. It is inevitable.
Besides, the seventh night is an opportunity of good fortune and luck. Such an opportunity is an irresistible temptation for all forces. Even if Xiang Jingtian and Zhu Xiazi try to stop it, they may not be able to stop it.
Besides, the two of them are the two most powerful forces in Western Chu, and they will account for most of the seventh night's luck.
Why don’t they long for the luck of the seventh night in their hearts?
Also, the appearance of the Seventh Night is inherently unpredictable. Whether it is a blessing or a disaster, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. Instead of interfering according to one's own will, it is better to let nature take its course.
The top twenty, the endless loop battle has officially begun.
On the square, there is only one fighting platform left.
However, the atmosphere of killing became even more intense. The desire for the Seventh Night fermented crazily in everyone's heart, and then gradually became crazy and irrational.
On the high platform, twenty people lined up in a row. All of these twenty people were elites.
Among them, the four dark horses are even more alarming.
These four people are Min Rou, Wei Chongshan, Zhu Shishiyi and the most unknown Jiang Wei.
In fact, Zhu Yu can be considered a dark horse, but Zhu Yu's performance before the competition was too impressive. He led five hundred Golden Guards against three thousand, and the combat power he showed in that battle was truly astonishing.
Two days before the competition, his victory over Su Lang outside Xichu City made him even more famous, and he became one of the three most popular candidates for longevity.
Therefore, many people naturally ignore that he has only been in Wanshou for a few years. In fact, a few years ago, his cultivation was on the same level as Min Rou, Wei Chongshan and Jiang Wei.
Except for the four dark horses, everyone else is famous.
Needless to say, Su Lang, Long Si, Xiang Zhen, Xiang Song, Zhu Biao and others, such as Changsun Chong, is the top ten thousand-year-old player of the Changsun family. Ma Bo is the son of Ma Sihai, and Zhan Lin is the left winger of the Zhenxi Army.
The son of General Zhan You.
Liu Yutong was the Western General of the Zhenxi Army, and Sun Tongfang was the Hussar General. Both of them commanded thousands of troops.
There is no mediocre person among the top twenty, they are all in the late Wanshou stage, and all of them have a trump card in their hands.
When a big competition turns into a life-and-death battle, everyone no longer has any scruples.
The magic weapons that are usually banned in the competition can also be used in the battle of life and death. As long as you can kill the opponent and gain the upper hand by killing, you may obtain the identity of the Seventh Night and thus gain the luck of the Seventh Night.
The excitement on the seventh night made everyone red-eyed.
The battle of Dabi emerges on the crystal wall. The first battle is a battle between strong and powerful, Su Lang versus Ma.
Su Lang stepped onto the stage, sneered violently, and said proudly: "Since it is a cycle of death, then seven of us twenty will survive. If you want to survive outside of the seven, you must surrender obediently, otherwise, you will die!"
Su Lang is originally a half-human, half-demon monster with a weird appearance. His violent appearance is more like a beast that chooses people to devour.
His black lips parted, revealing his sharp white teeth, which made people shudder.
Compared to Su Lang's cruelty, Ma Bo looks gentle and gentle, not like a monk, but like a scholar in the secular world.
He frowned slightly, looked at Su Lang calmly, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
He was very nervous and his knuckles turned white, but like his father Ma Sihai, he was extremely cunning and cruel.
Su Lang shouted loudly, his body instantly expanded, and his demonized body was completely transformed. His demonized body spun like a top.
Rotating quickly, the powerful momentum accumulated exploded in one punch.
The huge fist hit Mabo, and a black fist enveloped the opponent like a black hole.
"ah……"
The onlookers couldn't help but exclaimed, Su Lang was going to kill him when he came up. If the punch was real, Ma Bo would be smashed into ashes.
In the dark shadow of the fist, a white brilliance flashed.
Ma Bo's sword instantly split the darkness in front of him.
His body was like a piece of paper, becoming as thin as cicada wings, and he escaped from the crack opened by the sword light.
This sword was so wonderful that Ma Bo broke through instantly, and his movement was like a supernatural power.
As expected, Ma Sihai put a lot of effort into Ma Bo and had magical powers. No wonder he dared to fight Su Lang.
But who is Su Lang?
Ma Bo broke through and was about to counterattack when Su Lang's fist came out again.
This time, the punch was no longer a single punch, but a series of punches. The punches were so closely matched that no flaws were exposed at all.
Continuous punches were thrown out, and Ma Bo was surrounded.
Although Ma Bo's sword is sharp, his sword is fast and Su Lang's punch is faster.
The power of Su Lang's physical training was fully demonstrated. With his powerful strength and body, he suppressed Ma Bo to death.
While suppressing, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and Ma Bo was in danger.
"kill!"
A roar came from Su Lang's throat, and Su Lang's body spun again.
His huge body rotated crazily like a top, and he quickly leaned towards Mabo. Mabo's sword light quickly cracked under the collision of his body.
The sword light shattered, and Ma Bo said "Wow!" He vomited blood and his eyes were horrified.
He tried his best to strike out with his sword.
The sword light soared into the sky, and his body instantly folded and rushed out along the sword light.
"Escape? Under my fist, Su Lang, no one can escape!"
Su Lang said arrogantly, and punched the air hard with his fist. Ma Bo's body continued to rise, but he could not avoid the opponent's punch.
"I lost, I lost!" Ma Bo shouted hysterically.
But his roar was in vain, Su Lang didn't hold back at all, and continued to kill Ma Bo.
Seeing that Ma Bo was about to die under Su Lang's fist, a dark sword light instantly pierced the shadow of Su Lang's fist, and Zhu Yu's body stood in front of Ma Bo, standing proudly in the void... (To be continued...)