Ning Cheng heard his name being called, and hurried to the stage. He was fast enough, but there were others who were faster than him. A male repairman in a yellow shirt flew in front of him like a shadow and landed in the middle of the 9th stage.
"Three Thousand's luck is really bad, and I actually met Wu Zhuo."
"Even if he doesn't meet Wu Zhuo, with his mid-stage profound liquid cultivation base, it should be difficult to advance, right?"
After Ning Cheng and Wu Zhuo both came to power, some monks who knew Wu Zhuo were all talking in low voices.
Seeing that both of them had been on stage, the monk who hosted the game on stage 9 lazily called, "The game has started."
After hearing the start of the game, the monk in yellow didn't even say a word. He directly sacrificed a blue thunder shovel and smashed it at Ning Cheng. Moreover, the true essence is overflowing, the momentum driven by the magic weapon is extremely powerful, even the ban on the stage is buzzing, this momentum is far beyond the ordinary profound liquid monk.
Ning Cheng was very puzzled. The other party was a profound liquid consummation monk. According to the truth, a profound liquid consummation had to defeat him a profound liquid seventh-layer monk. You don't need to work so hard, right
This thought only flashed in Ning Cheng's mind for a moment, and he didn't continue to take it to heart. He had even killed the Primordial Soul monk, although he succeeded by relying on the Primal Soul puppet to explode, he had also killed the Primordial Soul monk. A profound liquid monk, and the soul-sound monk, are tens of thousands of miles away, and there is a profound pill realm in between. Even if the opponent is twice as powerful, he will not take it seriously.
The Broken Profound Spear came out, only to bring out a simple spear, which blocked the violent momentum of the blue thunder shovel.
If Ning Cheng wanted to kill the yellow-robed monk named Wu Zhuo, his mysterious broken spear would just continue to roll the spear intent to restrain the opponent's blue thunder shovel. Then use fist or Xuanbing spear. Or use other methods to easily kill this Wuzhuo. There is no need for a second move at all.
Ning Cheng didn't intend to kill Wuzhuo. Everyone was here to participate in the selection of disciples, and there was no need for this heavy hand. His mysterious spear blocked the cyan thunder shovel spreading on the ring behind. It stopped immediately.
In Ning Cheng's view. As long as Wu Zhuo is not a fool, he will voluntarily surrender.
But Ning Cheng couldn't figure it out. Not only did Wu Zhuo fail to admit defeat, the blue thunder shovel crazily rolled out a murderous look. After blasting Ning Cheng's spears, it turned into a blue thunder line and hit the center of Ning Cheng's forehead. It seems to know that this blue line of thunder may not be able to kill Ningcheng. Wu Zhuo raised his hand and grabbed two talismans, and at the same time madly aroused the talisman in his hand.
Ning Cheng could refine the fifth-level talisman by himself, and Wu Zhuo took out these two talisman and immediately knew that they were two fifth-level talisman. One fifth-level talisman could kill a profound liquid monk, let alone two
This person not only wants to win himself, but also kills himself. Ning Cheng understood it in an instant. No wonder Wu Zhuo was so crazy when he shot, and he still kept his hands everywhere.
If you say before this. Ning Cheng didn't plan to kill Wu Zhuo yet. After learning that Wu Zhuo was going to kill him, he never left his hand. The powerful true essence agitated in an instant, and the talisman in Wu Zhuo's hand that was about to be activated was a meal immediately. Just in the gap of this meal. Ning Cheng's Xuan Xuan spear had been blasted out.
The cyan thunder line broke directly under the terrifying true essence of the Xuanxuan Spear, and the Xuanxuan Spear's castration was not slow at all. It cut the distance between the two in the gap time and hit Wu Zhuo's eyebrows. superior.
Wu Zhuo looked at the Xuanxuan spear that had blasted into his eyebrows with some disbelief, and most of the talisman in his hand was dimmed. He really couldn't figure out why a profound liquid monk would be so powerful
"I don't want to kill you, but I never let anyone want to kill me. If someone wants you to kill me, then the person who asked you to kill me just wants to kill you with my hand." Ning Cheng The tone is sarcasm. He really couldn't figure out why this person who didn't know him would kill him. His last sentence was just a test, he didn't know if someone asked Wu Zhuo to kill him.
Wu Zhuo’s pupils gradually dilated, or Ning Cheng’s last words woke him up and said intermittently, “Send me the Talisman, and let me kill you is the core disciple of the Luohong Sword Sect, Wen Han...”
Plop, after saying this, Wu Zhuo couldn't stand anymore, and fell directly on the ring, so exasperated.
The monk who presided over the competition still said in a flat tone, "Ningcheng wins the three thousandth, the next game..."
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"Senior Brother Wen, should that guy be killed?" In the hall where the Luohong Sword Sect mission was released, Fu Shengnan suddenly asked a young male Xiu next to him softly.
The young male Xiu smiled slightly, "Senior Sister Shengnan, please don't worry, it's only a small stage of the profound liquid. Wu Zhuo is famous for his fierceness in Luohongfang City, and he is perfect in the profound liquid. In addition, I gave him a few Zhang Fifth-level talisman, it is really simple to kill an ant in the middle stage of the profound liquid..."
"That's good, thank you, Senior Brother Wen. If this person is not killed, I have always felt uncomfortable." Fu Shengnan sighed. Even if Ning Cheng was killed, her heart still had a swelling. A little profound liquid ant dared to tell her a primordial soul monk to go. It's a pity that she failed to kill this guy with her own hands.
"This is just a trivial matter..." the young male Xiu named Senior Brother Wen said indifferently.
"Brother Wen..." A slightly excited voice interrupted the young man's cultivator, and then a low-build man eagerly walked over.
Senior Brother Wen saw the male cultivator smile and said, "It turned out to be Junior Brother Fu. Seeing Junior Brother Fu smiles so much, there must be something good."
"Brother Wen, just look at the 17th mission that has just been released." The short male repairman pointed to the huge array screen where the mission was released in front.
Fu Shengnan had already seen it first, and said with some surprise, "Daliang Zhenguo and Beishang Zhenguo have fought, and they have fought so horribly?"
The newly arrived Junior Brother Fu said immediately, "Of course, there are already countless miles of red land between the two true kingdoms, and countless cities have been destroyed..."
When the monk surnamed Fu said this, his tone was lowered, "This task is definitely of great benefit, and..."
"The real kingdom of Daliang and the real kingdom of Beishang are not under the jurisdiction of our Luohong Sword Sect. How can our sect issue this mission? And we will send some Yuanshun disciples to see it. Besides, the two real kingdoms are competing, what will happen? Great benefit?" Fu Shengnan said puzzledly.
At this time, Senior Brother Wen also saw this sect mission, and he was also a little puzzled.
The monk surnamed Fu even said in a low voice, "Senior Sister Ziyan has signed up, and Senior Brother Que has also signed up. If there is no great benefit, how can true disciples sign up. Besides, I heard that many true disciples and core disciples of major sects will pass by. This time the war between Liang Zhen Guo and Bei Shang Zhen Guo is very difficult..."
"What you said is true?" Senior Brother Wen asked excitedly. He has been busy outside these few days and just returned to the sect. He didn't even know this kind of news for the first time.
Senior Sister Ziyan certainly knew who it was. It was Lou Ziyan, the number one beauty of the Luo Hong Jianzong. No one could do it even in Tianzhou. At best, she could only be side by side with her. Not only that, Lou Ziyan still cultivated his original soul to perfection, and he was only one step away from shaping the existence of the gods.
As for Senior Brother Que, it was Que Hongshui, one of the double jiaos of the Luohong Sword Sect. The same Yuanshun perfect cultivation base, extremely powerful, even among the original soul cultivators in the entire Tianzhou, it is one of the best.
Two people like Luo Hong Jianzong signed up at the same time, then it definitely shows that the battle between the Great Liang Kingdom and the Bei Shang Zhen Kingdom is not simple, and it definitely involves top-notch good things.
"We will also sign up, and we will ask Junior Sister Hanrui later, I will go there anyway." Senior Brother Wen's eyes had a hint of eagerness.
"I'll call her, I'll go too." Fu Shengnan said equally eagerly, Senior Brother Que is like a god in her heart, and even Senior Brother Que would go, how could she not go. Maybe there is still a chance to join forces with Senior Brother Que, but when she thinks of this, she feels a little feverish in her heart.
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After Ning Cheng easily beheaded Wu Zhuo, he took part in several competitions, defeating his opponents easily without encountering any challenges. Except for Wuzhuo, no other monks killed him, he just defeated his opponent, and even minor injuries rarely occurred.
The monk who presided over the stage 9 competition was very satisfied. He could see that Ning Cheng's cultivation base was much stronger than the average profound liquid monk. Moreover, this monk knows how to measure, and if he has to forgive, he will forgive.
As for Ning Cheng's first killing of Wu Zhuo, he was a primordial soul monk, of course he could tell at a glance. It was Wu Zhuo who wanted to kill Ning Cheng first, and then Ning Cheng attacked the killer.
One day passed quickly, and Ning Cheng easily entered the top three hundred. After killing Wu Zhuo, he never encountered any trouble again, and Ning Cheng was also very puzzled. Why did that Wen Han just send a Wuzhuo, and there is no more news.
How did he know that Wen Han hadn't put him in the eyes at all, and even the person who arranged the news didn't bother to do it. From Wen Han's point of view, Ning Cheng must die. Where can he continue to pay attention to such an ant
This time Luohong Jianzong will recruit a hundred inner disciples, 70 of whom have already been set through the spiritual root and cultivation base. So even though Ning Cheng entered the top 300, he could only compete for the remaining 30 places.
"Brother Ning, I knew you would definitely come." As soon as the match was over, Liang Kexin found Ning Cheng.
"Sister Liang, I believe we will soon become inner disciples." Ning Cheng had seen Liang Kexin's game a long time ago. Liang Kexin won even more easily than him. It can be said that there is no problem at all to enter the top 30.
Liang Kexin looked around carefully, then spoke to Ning Cheng and said, "Big Brother Lin, I met Fu Shengnan before the game..."
After listening to Liang Kexin's words, Ning Cheng was already wondering if Senior Brother Wen who was going to deal with him was arranged by Fu Shengnan.