Everyone is ready, and the arena as big as eight school playgrounds is full of people;
Melee has almost no restrictions, free rules, and you can form gangs.
This is undoubtedly an extremely favorable condition for the top forces in the wilderness.
After all, the original customization of the rules of the Tiandao Conference did not involve casual cultivators.
Of course, the scattered cultivators who are single and weak also know how to stick together for warmth and generally do not attack each other.
However, this time due to special circumstances, forces from the Holy Domain were involved, so most spiritual practitioners turned their hostile gaze on those 'outsiders'.
In the arena where Gu Zuo was standing, there was only one guy from the Holy Domain, and that was Liu Xiao from the Qinghong Sword Sect.
He was wearing a blue robe, had a standard body shape, and his face was quite handsome, but it was a pity that a pair of squinting eyes ruined his entire face.
As if sensing hostility, Liu Xiao took out a flying sword from Najie.
The edge of the sword is sharp and dazzling, and the cold light makes people's hearts tremble.
As Mo Yan announced that the battle had begun, everyone activated their spiritual power, and some hot-blooded youths even launched an attack on Liu Xiao, sharing the same hatred.
As for Gu Zuo, he had no intention of taking action. He immediately found Lu Yixuan, who was on the same stage as him. The two of them stood together, so they could take care of each other.
Well, to be precise, it's a one-sided embrace.
"court death!"
Liu Xiao sneered and swung out his sword. His spiritual power mixed into the sword energy and surged up.
Although he is only at the peak of Burning Star, the intensity of his spiritual power is not inferior to that of spiritual cultivators in the spiritual realm.
After several screams, those who launched the attack flew out with blood on their bodies.
"What a fierce sword spirit. With this person's strength, I'm afraid he won't be eliminated in this arena competition."
Lu Yixuan spoke from the side.
Although Liu Xiao was besieged, among those who took the initiative to attack, there were no disciples from the top forces in the Great Wilderness. Even some well-known casual cultivators chose to watch.
There are many people who are hostile to Liu Xiao, but not many people would choose to take action.
The reason is very simple. Anyone who has the ability, as long as they are not eager to make enemies, will most likely be able to get into the top one thousand.
If you take the initiative to attack Liu Xiao, you will impose an unstable factor on yourself. If Liu Xiao has extremely powerful means, he may be eliminated in the first round of the ring.
This can be regarded as a sign of disunity and bloody humanity. Even Lu Yixuan, including Lu Yixuan, will not take the initiative to attack Liu Xiao.
Of course, it's not like there weren't some upright people who attacked Liu Xiao risklessly.
It's a pity that these guys are not strong enough and they all ended in failure.
After a while;
Liu Xiao held the sword in one hand and looked around, but no one dared to step on it.
He grinned and said:
"Since you are unwilling to take the initiative to attack, then I will turn my back on you!"
"Jianhe!"
The long sword in Liu Hao's hand shone with a fierce light.
With him as the center, the densely packed swords formed a river, launching indiscriminate attacks at all the spiritual practitioners in the arena.
When Gu Zuo saw this, he subconsciously hid behind Lu Yixuan.
"I have the strength, but unfortunately I am too arrogant. I actually attack all spiritual practitioners. I am afraid that many people who originally only wanted to protect themselves will be angered."
Gu Zuo shook his head while commenting. His careless look was looked down upon by others, but this was exactly what he wanted.
It has to be said that Liu Xiao's swordsmanship is indeed top-notch among his peers, but it is a pity that he has flaws in his character.
However, this cannot be entirely blamed on Liu Xiao. After all, in the Qinghong Sword Sect, although his talent is outstanding, there are always a few perverts above him who are stronger than him. Every time he is promoted, he always fails; plus he himself
It is a competitive person who has been suppressed for a long time and feels suffocated in his heart.
Now he has been selected by the sect to perform a mission and participate in the Heavenly Dao Conference in the wilderness in the name of a casual cultivator.
He wanted to use this to vent these grievances.
Jianhe is a range of damage.
Soon, a large number of spiritual practitioners were forced back outside the ring by sharp swords, and many people were eliminated at once.
Lu Yixuan released his spiritual power to block the erosion of the sword energy, forming a barrier to wrap himself and Gu Zuo.
"This Jianhe is quite powerful."
Lu Yixuan muttered, his spiritual power dissipating little by little.
At the same time, a guy who looked like a casual cultivator rushed into everyone's sight.
This man was dressed very simply, in linen clothes, and looked like a hard worker from a landlord's family.
This is also the reason why it resembles a casual cultivator.
In an orthodox sect or family, whose disciples and clan members would look like this?
But the strange thing is that this person is carrying a red coffin behind him. The coffin is two meters high and about one meter wide, which is just enough for a person to lie inside.
"Mom, what a shame, I provoked you, and you just yelled at me? Are you, me, Wang Lin, still doting on you?"
This casual cultivator called himself Wang Lin, and he had a sinister look on his face.
Obviously, he was very unhappy with Liu Xiao's Aoe, so he planned to take action.
Liu Xiao was disdainful, Jianhe continued to release it, and even took out a pill that could quickly restore spiritual power from his pocket, and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Am I still afraid of you?"
Liu Xiao shouted coldly and took the initiative to use his spiritual power to guide Jianhe towards Wang Lin.
咻咻咻~
The sound of the sword cutting through the air is very rhythmic.
The next second, Wang Lin was seen defending and fighting back in an extremely nonsensical manner.
He first placed the coffin in front of him, blocking the sword river, then knelt down with a bang and shouted: "The ancestors have spirits in heaven!"
As the voice fell, the lid of the coffin was lifted, and inside, a skinny old man's corpse appeared in front of everyone, his eyes were lifeless, and his skin looked like it had been dried by smoke.
"What the hell?"
Gu Zuo was a little surprised, what kind of method is this?
Did you bring your ancestor to the arena of the Tiandao Conference?
It’s even more evil than the forbidden arts you practice!
Because Liu Xiao concentrated on attacking Wang Lin in Jianhe, the pressure on the other spiritual practitioners was relieved.
A small group of people from the Starry Sky Dragon Family also took this opportunity to approach Gu Zuo.
"Good guy, if you can successfully attack in a sneak attack, you might be able to kill him, and then you can get the reward from the master!"
These people murmured in their hearts.
They shuttled through the crowd and blocked Gu Zuo's field of vision, trying to launch an unethical sneak attack.
Unfortunately, all of this was captured by Gu Zuo's divine control domain.
Gu Zuo was not in a hurry to take action, after all, he had to show that he was exhausted due to excessive use of forbidden techniques.
So he patted Lu Yixuan on the shoulder and said coquettishly:
"Senior Brother Lu, people from the Starry Sky Dragon Family are going to take action against me. Can you help me solve it?"
After Lu Yixuan heard this, he subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him.
There are more than ten people from the Starry Sky Dragon Family gathered in Arena No. 6, and they are not weak in strength.
"I am afraid it will be difficult for me to stop them all." Lu Yixuan said truthfully.
Gu Zuo shook his head and continued: "Senior brother, you have to be flexible. You can't stop me alone. Don't forget that you have helpers?"
"Where?" Lu Yixuan was stunned.
In Arena No. 6, there are only two disciples of Qiong Ling Sect, so how can they help?
"No!" Gu Zuo pointed not far away, it was the disciple of Linglong Palace.
"How can this be done? How can I, a great man, drag down a group of women..."
Before Lu Yixuan finished speaking, Gu Zuo stretched out five fingers.
"Five hundred aphrodisiac pills!"
Lu Yixuan:......
"Ahem, cough, cough." Lu Yixuan seemed to be coughing to cover up his embarrassment, and immediately ran towards the disciples of Linglong Palace and said proactively: "Fairies, please do me a small favor."
…
With Lu Yixuan's appearance and his previous friendship with Linglong Palace, it was easy to get help from him.
Well, before the Starry Sky Dragon Family could launch an attack on Gu Zuo, they were surrounded by the disciples of Linglong Palace. The gap in combat power between the two sides was obvious. Under the siege, the Starry Sky Dragon Family members complained endlessly.
As for Gu Zuo, he focused his attention on Wang Lin, looking forward to his battle with Liu Xiao.
That corpse, that is, Wang Lin’s ancestor, is very extraordinary!