Latest website: In the fifth round, Zhou An was the first to step up to the competition stage. Although Liluo and the others were considered very good among the Nascent Soul cultivators, there was no need to come up to these cultivators at the Transformation Stage.

Standing in front of the stage with a negative sword and his long clothes fluttering, Zhou An's expression was indifferent. After seeing the black aura, he regained the feeling he had before. There seemed to be many, many people behind.

Even the rotten sword intent throbbed involuntarily, and began to run uncontrollably, covering his whole body, covering the entire competition stage, as if there was billowing black air that could not be seen through, even the referee beside him couldn't help it. frowned.

The first person to come up from Huaibei Prefecture was named Yuan Xiu, a cultivator in the stage of transforming gods, who mastered the Samadhi fire technique. The torrential flames enveloped every space on the entire competition platform, and even the ground was completely turned into a pool of lava. There is no place to hide in it, and there seems to be no other option but to be burned to black charcoal.

Zhou An just swung his sword, cut off the surging flames, pierced through Yuan Xiu's body, and ended the competition.

Zhou An couldn't be said to be unharmed, his sleeves were burned to ashes, and his skin felt scorching, but it passed away quickly.

The Extraordinary system is simple and efficient. If you want to say it, it is the greatest method of killing. Under the same quality, it can explode with the greatest power.

Zhou An himself also took into account the way of the sword, which is the ultimate killing, which cannot be compared with ordinary deities. Even a monk in the fusion stage cannot be said to be able to easily take his sword.

Yi Yuxian, who was standing in the void, couldn't help but frowned. Zhou An's strength was too strong, so powerful that it was strange.

A cultivator who transforms the spirit should not have such a powerful strength, this is not in line with the law, just like the flame should not freeze, and the water should not burn.

Yuan Xiu retreated seriously injured, and came up again a beautiful woman, with thick rouge on her face, wearing a purple gauze, with a clear white plum embroidered on her cuffs, she seemed to be able to smell a faint fragrance, Between frowns and smiles, there is steam, which makes people's hearts itch.

"Sir's sword is indeed powerful, can I show mercy to the little girl." The beautiful woman said with a smile, with a bit of coquettishness in her words.

Zhou An's complexion didn't change, even fluctuated a little bit, like a decayed stake, it's normal that there is no change.

"See if you can block my sword." He said lightly, the sword intent became stronger and stronger, the floor under his feet turned into powder and disappeared with the wind, revealing the cracks that only appeared after the wind and sun, mixed with A trace of strong dead air.

It seemed that there were countless pairs of **** hands dancing behind him, hiding the sky and covering the sun, stirring up the thick and billowing black mist.

The glamorous woman shrank back subconsciously, with fear in her eyes, feeling Zhou An's sword intent, her body became cold and trembling involuntarily, as if a sword had been hanging around her neck It will fall any moment, and it will kill her.

But even so, she did not choose to surrender. After all, she had promised King Anshun that she would take Zhou An down no matter what.

As long as the six kings can inherit the throne, they will also enjoy inexhaustible benefits, and they may even have a chance to break through the fusion period in the future.

Otherwise, if people like them want to break through the integration period, they will almost have no hope for life.

The integration period is a threshold, and only those who have a solid foundation like a tower can cross it. If the cultivation base is slightly biased, or the way of cultivation is too biased, it is impossible to cross it.

And she is one of them.

The lavender breath permeated the air, smelling like lemon tea, with a faint fragrance, intoxicating.

Zhou An also knew something about it before, knowing that the other party is practicing the Dao of Dementor, and has various means to influence people's minds.

But for him, this is the last thing to worry about. His spirit is like a dead tree, which is about to die and become rotten wood. How can it be affected by external things.

Indistinctly, there are hundreds of graceful dancers in transparent gauze gowns dancing around, and even one of them has wrapped around his body like a snake, and his jade fingers have reached his crotch.

The meaning of ice cold is very real.

These things are not completely false, but between reality and fiction, under the influence of the spirit, they are transformed from aura, and then reversed to form a temporary small world.

This method is quite clever, but its weakness is also extremely obvious.

Zhou An pierced through the fog barrier with a sword, and the whole small world collapsed rapidly in decay. The flesh and blood of the graceful dancers quickly rotted, and they fell to the ground as mummified corpses.

A clear sky was revealed.

He pierced through the beautiful woman's body with another sword, and sent her flying out of the area of ​​the competition platform.

Because Zhou An's methods were too aggressive, the glamorous woman's consciousness was seriously damaged, and she sat slumped on the ground, and her eyes became a little confused. After a while, she regained her senses and looked at A little blush appeared on Zhou An's face, and he said loudly, "The officials' methods are really brutal~"

At this moment, there was a loud curse from the audience.

"Smelly shameless bitch, what are you doing here?"

It was Yueli standing under the stage.

The glamorous woman frowned, her face was very ugly, hearing H's words was worse than being pierced by Zhou An's sword, and she asked, "What's none of your business?"

Yue Li said as a matter of course: "I don't like you when you are flirting in front of me, so naturally I have to deal with it."

Seeing this scene, Zhou An also suddenly woke up. He was obsessed with sword intent before, and almost couldn't extricate himself. Maybe the beautiful woman herself didn't realize that she just walked before the gate of hell.

The glamorous woman was seriously injured at the moment, and she didn't want to care about Yueli, she just gave her a hard look and turned around to leave. At the same time, she was a little jealous of Yueli's identity, and she could see that Yueli was a member of Wangtianzong.

Yue Li looked back, and couldn't help showing a clear smile on Zhou An's face, folded his hands on his chest, and said, "Zhou An, you don't need to be lenient when dealing with this kind of woman, it's really annoying to see."

Zhou An still stood there motionless, with a smile on his face, which seemed a little stiff: "You just came here? How is the situation of Tianji Pavilion? After you have been there for so many days, there may be real problems in Tianji Pavilion." question."

Yueli nodded, and said with a serious expression: "Yes, the situation is quite serious. Qingzhou Tianji Pavilion has been completely demonized from top to bottom, but fortunately, it has not completely affected Taiyuan City, and most of the mortals in it have nothing to do. .”

Zhou An also felt bad when he heard what Yueli said. The Tianji Pavilion itself is an organization that protects the safety of one side, and it specializes in searching and cleaning up demons. If Qingzhou Tianji Pavilion itself has problems, then the monsters lurking in Qingzhou may More than expected.

"If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the Tianji Pavilion in other states may also have problems." Zhou An said.

Yueli nodded: "That's right, we have already reported this matter to other forces, including Daqi's Immortal Mansion."

"only…"

Seeing Yueli suddenly hesitate to speak, Zhou An asked curiously, "Just what?"

Just then, a voice came from the side.

"Ai ai ai, can you respect me, at such a critical time, can you stop talking about love."

A young monk holding a blue fan said impatiently, interrupting the conversation between Zhou An and the two of them.

Both Zhou An were taken aback for a moment, then looked over and said in unison.

"please wait for a moment."

"Can you shut up!"

The young monk stared wide-eyed and shook his shoulders involuntarily. He felt creepy. Neither of these two seemed to be easy to mess with, so he continued to chatter:

"Even so, I still feel that Shi can be killed and cannot be humiliated. You should respect me, and you shouldn't talk about other things during the competition, or talk about love or something."

"..."

Yue Li covered his mouth with an unnatural expression, and then said: "Forget it, I'll tell you later, after you get rid of it."

"Yeah." Zhou An nodded, and didn't say anything more. He turned his eyes to the person on the stage.

It looks like a person, but it feels extremely awkward.

There were streamers in his eyes, and he saw the shadow of a tiger. He looked quiet and showed a very human look.

"Aren't you human?" Zhou An asked directly.

The young monk held the fan and arched his hands, with a weird smile on his face, and said calmly: "No, but I am also a monk. Others call me Beilang Hujun. I practice the way of physical fitness. I didn't know it was your sword. Sharper, or my physical body is stronger."

As soon as he said a few words, the man revealed his true nature without any concealment, as if his brain was not bright enough.

Zhou An also showed curiosity, and said, "Are there many monster cultivators like you?"

Mr. Beilanghu seemed to have a desire to speak, and then began to chatter endlessly: "Of course not many, a demon cultivator like me is unique, but then again, even if I am a demon cultivator, not a human being, I still need the same respect."

"Of course it's okay for you to fall in love, but you should pay attention to the occasion, for example, you can..."

Zhou An raised his eyebrows, realizing that he couldn't let the other party go on like this, otherwise it would be endless, so he interrupted: "If this is the case, let's start, Mr. Beilang Hu."

Beilang Hujun also broke away from his own world, showing a serious look, nodded, and let out a deafening roar. The sound waves carried aura and left clear cracks on the ground, and the evil spirit visible to the naked eye permeated his body. whole body.

Beilang Hujun's body began to swell with the evil energy, light yellow hair appeared on the skin, and his face changed from a human face to a tiger's. The amazing blood energy raised the surrounding temperature by a few points.

Generally speaking, monsters are stronger when they are at the same cultivation level, but this is only generally speaking.

The sword armor around Zhou An blocked the sound of roaring, and broke three handles. With one sword, he knocked the tiger flying in front of him. There was a dull sound when the sword blade collided with the body, and it also left a scar on the tiger's belly. A large amount of blood spewed out from the sword marks that penetrated into the internal organs.

On the contrary, this aroused the ferociousness of Mr. Hu of the Northern Corridor, his whole body was full of monster aura, and his eyes glowed with blood. Although he practiced the righteous way, it seemed that he did not kill less.

Beilang Hujun's body grew bigger again, forty to fifty meters high, and Zhou An looked like a villain in front of him, not even as good as one of his fingers.

Hujun Beilang jumped high, and rushed towards Zhou An from above with a strong wind. At this moment, he was absolutely extremely heavy, like a mountain pressing down, and even the surrounding space became extremely heavy. When it fell, the ground had collapsed by two or three meters.

Facing the mountain-like King Tiger of Beilang, Zhou An didn't even move a step, he slashed from bottom to top, across the sky, hundreds of meters away, he chopped off a paw of Lord Tiger of Beilang with one sword, blood Falling like rain.

The body of Beilang Hujun also suddenly began to shrink, shrinking from a mountain to the size of a normal tiger, and then turned into a human shape again.

At this moment, an arm fell to the ground, and his face showed pain and fear, as if he saw invisible arms dancing in the sky like slender sword blades.

He was like a frightened wild dog, yelling repeatedly: "Brother, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

At this time, Zhou An had already put away his sword, and he had no intention of killing him, but reminded: "Hurry up and heal your wounds, although only one arm is broken, under my sword intent, the wounds will quickly deterioration of

North Lang Hujun nodded repeatedly, and ran down the ring as if fleeing, his soul was almost frightened, as if he was facing a peerless monster.

He and the other party are obviously human beings, so why does it make him think of a demon, which is also strange.

"Unlucky errand, if I knew it, I wouldn't have come to participate. I almost lost my life. I have to ask King Anshun for more benefits, otherwise it's really not worth it..."

Seeing Mr. Beilang Hu walk down the stage, Zhou An was still muttering to himself, but he shook his head involuntarily, showing a smile, thinking that this monster is more human than ordinary people.

At this time ~lightnovelpub.net~ the people in the audience are silent, then

This kind of sword intent frightened them, and just looking at it, they felt horrified, as if a group of demons were dancing wildly.

There was another person, and the last person was the only Nascent Soul cultivator in Huaibei Prefecture. That cultivator couldn't help but lowered his head under Zhou An's gaze, walked up to the test stage and said to the referee, "I admit defeat." , and immediately turned his head and left the ring.

The entire competition process took less than an hour, and it ended the fastest. Zhou An stood in place for a long time without moving, but his sword intent did not show any restraint, on the contrary, it became more publicized.

The eyelids of the referee on the side couldn't help but twitched, and he retreated to the edge quietly, trying to stay as far away from Zhou An as possible.

Zhou An stood motionless on the ring stage, his sword intent became more and more rampant and fierce, not on purpose, but because he couldn't control it.

After fighting various monks, he gained a lot of insights, and these insights stimulated the way of the sword, which in turn stimulated the corrupted sword intent, and finally formed such a situation.