Under the adoring gazes of the beasts in the stands, Chu Yan walked off the ring with a wry smile. He didn''t expect that the main reason why Li Rouran targeted her so much was because of her father.

    "Dad, it seems that you were also a romantic chivalrous man back then!"

    Chu Yan couldn''t help but sigh in his heart. According to Li Rouran, his master, Li Qingmiao, had loved Chu Yan''s father, Chu Changtian, for a hundred years. Li Qingmiao is still alone.

    "Um?"

    As soon as Chu Yan stepped down from the ring, he smelled a strong bloody smell, and then walked in the direction where the smell came from...

    Ring No. 7.

    "You...I''m going to kill you!"

    A young man roared, his arm was completely dyed red with blood and fell down, and dozens of bloody wounds crisscrossed his body.

    Between the words, a silver barb magic weapon was smashed towards the opposite person.

    The entire body of the person on the opposite side was completely wrapped in a black robe, with a silver ghost mask on his face, which was the ghost head.

    "His... your life, I''ll take it!"

    The ghost head let out a sneering sneer, and a gloomy aura emanated from his body.

    "Whoosh!"

    A bloody long knife flew out of his waist savings bag at high speed.

    on the stand.

    Yan Tianlong and Qi Tianlie sat together to watch the match.

    "Blood refining magic weapon!"

    Yan Tianlong said immediately when he saw the blood-colored long sword.

    The so-called blood-refining instruments are instruments that are completely nourished with essence and blood. Such instruments only require a little spiritual power to activate, but the district needs a lot of essence and blood to warm and nourish every day.

    The power of the blood-refining instrument is even greater than that of the best-quality instrument, but the only disadvantage is that the blood-refining instrument is too closely related to the owner''s mind. As long as the blood-refining instrument is damaged a little, the owner will follow it. seriously injured.

    "Hehe, senior brother has good eyesight!"

    Qi Tianlie smiled lightly, but he was very proud in his heart. With the strength of Guishou today, it was very easy to defeat the opponent.

    "Junior Brother Qi, your apprentice is too ruthless!"

    Needless to say, the disciple who fought against Ghost Head was the disciple of Pan Tianfeng.

    "Senior Brother Yan, the competition is nothing but the difference between the winner and the loser. What''s the difference between being ruthless and not ruthless!"

    Qi Tianlie said lightly, but he didn''t care what Yan Tianlong said. On the day of the assessment in Feilongfeng, Yan Tianlong brought the law enforcement team and beat Qi Tianlie 100 times without mercy. At this time, Qi Tianlie still had a grudge in his heart. .

    When he thought of this incident, Qi Tianlie made his teeth itch, but he was not a perverted opponent of Yan Tianlong at all, and now that the opponent''s disciple was shriveled under his own, there was no reason for him to be unhappy.

    "when!"

    The blood-colored long knife blazed with blood, and cut off the silver barb like a destructive force. It was castrated unabated, and it directly slashed the head of the Pan Tianfeng disciple.

    "puff!"

    The top-quality magic weapon in the disciple''s hand was destroyed, his mind was severely damaged, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he no longer had the strength to fight again.

    However, at this time, the blood-colored long knife was no more than half a meter away from his head.

    "I think……"

    "late!"

    A gloomy and cold voice rang in his ears.

    "puff!"

    Blood splashed everywhere, and the blood-colored long knife pierced through the head of the Pan Tianfeng disciple. Before the disciple died, he had no chance to finish saying the words ''I admit defeat''.

    The icy corpse fell to the ground, and no expression could be seen on the ghost-headed ghost mask.

    Everyone above the stand was a little sluggish. Although it was said that the battle between life and death was not prevented in the competition, the disciples of the Ascension Sect did not have any deep hatred and hatred for anyone who wanted to take their lives. Although the Xiuxian realm is said to be the weak and the strong, but within the sect, they will not die. Relatively, what the ghost head has done is a bit too much.

    "You taught a good apprentice!"

    Yan Tianlong snorted coldly, his heart full of anger and threw his robes away.

    Qi Tianlie sneered, and his heart was full of joy.

    "What a vicious method, but this kind of breath is really familiar!"

    Chu Yan looked at the ghost head and muttered to himself. At the same time, the ghost head seemed to feel that Chu Yan was watching him, and turned his head to Chu Yan.

    A ghost mask was facing Chu Yan, Chu Yan could feel the strong killing intent under the mask, and the other party was sneering at this moment.

    The third round of knockout draws begins. This round of knockout is also a competition for the top ten. The ten winners will enter the top ten of the Zongmen competition, get rich rewards, and will have the opportunity to continue to participate in the next top ten qualifying competitions. !

    At this time, sixteen of the twenty who stood out after two rounds of knockout were seed disciples, and only two disciples from Chu Yan and Pan Tianfeng and a disciple from Jiuzhuan Peak successfully advanced as non-seed disciples.

    There are always many coincidences in the world, such as the lottery drawn by Chu Yan.

    "Ring No. 10, Flying Dragon Peak Chu Yan vs. Flying Dragon Peak Ghost Head!"

    The referee''s high-pitched words kicked off the third round of knockout.

    Ghost Head watched Chu Yan from a distance.

    The corner of Chu Yan''s mouth twitched lightly.

    Want to kill me? Come on then!