Family Immortal Cultivation: Li Clan

As time goes by, more and more people are eliminated in the ring, and there are less than twenty people participating.

A deafening roar sounded, and the No. 7 arena was covered in raging fire. The sound was astonishing.

Not long after, the flames dissipated, and a tall-headed man in a green shirt put his hands behind his back. Lin Zhenyao fell to the ground with his whole body charred and black, and his breath was sluggish.

"Zheng Huaifeng wins!"

Lin Qingya's expression changed, and she quickly came to the ring and helped Lin Zhenyao up: "Zhenyao, are you okay?"

Looking at Lin Zhenyao's injuries, he immediately looked at Zheng Changjue: "Fellow Daoist Zheng, it's just a competition between juniors. You Zheng family members are too harsh!"

"Fairy Lin, on the stage, the sword has no eyes, the skills are inferior to others, and there is no one to blame."

Zheng Changjue said with a non-smiling smile, seeming very unconcerned.

"Aunt Qingya, I'm fine, forget it!"

Lin Zhenyao tugged at Lin Qingya's sleeves with difficulty and shook his head at her.

Lin Qingya was indignant and had no choice but to take Lin Zhenyao down for treatment.

On the third stage.

Lin Zhenyang kicked his opponent in the chest, sending him flying out of the ring.

"Lin Zhenyang wins!"

Immediately afterwards, on the sixth ring, Lin Zhenyu was also knocked out of the ring, but he was not injured.

"Song Yuanming wins!"

As the referee's voice fell, the top ten were born.

The first place is Zheng Huaiyuan, a member of the Zheng family. He has cultivated in the late stage of foundation building and defeated a total of thirteen people, ranking first.

The second place is Song Yuanshan of the Song family. In the late stage of foundation building, he defeated eleven people and ranked second.

The third place is Zheng Huaifeng of the Zheng family. In the middle stage of foundation building, he defeated ten people in total and ranked third.

The Zheng family and the Song family were all in the top ten. Lin Zhenyang from the Lin family defeated five people and ranked eighth.

"Now entering the final round, those who are not satisfied with their ranking can freely choose their opponents. The winner will be able to occupy the opponent's ranking. The challenger cannot refuse."

Song Weidong said loudly.

Although the top ten have been created, because it is a random draw, some people encounter weak opponents, and some people encounter strong opponents, which accounts for a certain amount of luck.

The last round is to give everyone a chance to challenge and determine the final ranking.

"This is to inform the Master of the Song family that this junior wants to challenge Fellow Daoist Lin."

The speaker ranked tenth was Zheng Huaikong from the Zheng family, who was in the middle stage of foundation building.

Because the rules of the final round only allow those at the bottom to challenge those at the top, this is also for the sake of fairness.

"Master Song, I choose to admit defeat!"

Lin Zhenyang immediately chose to admit defeat after hearing Lin Qingya's message. They knew that the Zheng family was targeting their Lin family. Anyway, the rewards for the fourth to tenth places were a Foundation Establishment Pill. The Lin family didn't care at all.

Zheng Huaikong's expression changed, and he immediately looked at Zheng Changjue.

Zheng Changjue did not expect Lin Qingya to be so decisive, and then looked at Lin Qingya: "Fairy Lin, I know you don't care about rewards, but if you just give up like this, will you lose the Lin family's face?"

"Yes, the Lin family is also a Jindan family. They surrendered and surrendered without fighting. It is really spineless. No wonder they have fallen to this point."

The person who spoke sarcastically was still the fat man who insulted the Lin family before. His name was Zhang Tianming. Although the Zhang family was a subsidiary of the Song family, it did not affect his desire to please the Zheng family.

"Yes, Fairy Lin, if the Lin family is defeated without a fight, it will be difficult for your descendants of the Lin family to hold their heads high and behave in the future, and it will even affect their cultivation of Taoism!"

Many people also started mocking her, which made Lin Qingya look pale and a little embarrassed.

She knew that her decision had indeed ruined the family's reputation, but she didn't want to see her clan members get hurt.

It is human nature to follow the crowd, and in this situation, this kind of person is the most indispensable.

Zheng Changjue glanced at Lin Qingya, pointed at Li Xuanji and said: "This person should be your Lin family's hidden genius! This is the first time I have seen such a young foundation-building monk. He must be very capable, so why not send him on? How about a contest?"

"Let's end this matter!"

Song Chengyun, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly spoke and glanced at Zheng Changjue with an indifferent look. Of course, he could tell that the Zheng family was targeting the Lin family.

Li Xuanji was so young and had foundation-building skills, so he must have extraordinary talent. He didn't want to see such a talented person being persecuted by the Zheng family.

The main thing was that this incident happened in his Song family's territory. Once outside the sea of ​​cyanobacteria, there was nothing he could do to help.

"I promise!"

Before Lin Qingya could refuse, Li Xuanji stood up on his own initiative.

"What are you doing? Sit down quickly!"

Lin Qingya's expression changed. At this moment, she really regretted bringing Li Xuanji here, not only causing trouble to the Lin family, but also being so arrogant.

"Senior, believe me!"

Li Xuanji gave Lin Qingya a confident look, and then strode towards the ring amid the shocked eyes of everyone.

"Although this boy from the Lin family has foundation-building skills at a young age, his heart is too simple and he can't stand being provoked by other people's words."

"My friend, are you sure you want to go on stage to challenge?"

Song Weidong had just received a message from Song Chengyun, asking him to prevent Li Xuanji from coming to power.

"I'm sure!"

Li Xuanji nodded.

Song Weidong looked helpless, thinking that this kid really didn't know the heights of the world, and continued to persuade him: "The dangers in the ring are unpredictable. I hope you can think more about it."

Zheng Changjue said at this time: "Fellow Daoist Song, since this junior dares to come up, he must have confidence in himself, so please stop asking."

Song Weidong glanced at Song Chengyun, and Song Chengyun could only nod helplessly.

Song Weidong's face darkened, and he slowly said: "I'll reiterate again, the rules of the arena are not to hurt people's lives, otherwise don't blame me, the Song family, for falling out."

"Senior, let me challenge him first!"

Li Xuanji's eyes flashed and he pointed at Zheng Huaikong, who was ranked tenth.

Lin Qingya is already standing at the edge of the ring. If something unexpected happens, she will take action immediately. She has regarded Li Xuanji as a disciple.

"Boy, you don't have all your hair yet, yet you dare to challenge me!"

Zheng Huaikong looked at Li Xuanji, who was only as high as his own waist, with mockery on his face.

Li Xuanji said nothing, his eyes calm and determined.

"Let's get started!"

After Song Weidong finished speaking, Li Xuanji squeezed the magic formula, and a white flying sword rushed out from his sleeve, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards Zheng Huaikong.

"snort!"

Zheng Huaikong sneered, stretched out his hand, and a black flying sword appeared in his hand. With a wave of his finger, the black flying sword slashed towards Li Xuanji's flying sword.

"clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere, and the two collided. Zheng Huaikong's flying sword trembled slightly, and there was a slight chip, and his spirituality was greatly lost. On the other hand, Li Xuanji's flying sword was not damaged at all.

"How is that possible? My flying sword is made by adding one or two green glass crystals."

Zheng Huaikong had no time to be shocked. The next moment, Li Xuanji's body swayed, and five Li Xuanji appeared on the stage, killing him from five directions.

Zheng Huaikong's expression changed drastically. He found that the auras of the five people were exactly the same. He couldn't tell who was real and who was fake.

At this moment, his ears twitched, his eyes regained their vitality, and he went straight to kill the person on the far right.

"Bang!"

Li Xuanji was killed by Zheng Huaikong and turned into ashes and dissipated.

"not good!"

It was too late for Zheng Huaikong to retreat. He saw the remaining four Li Xuanji suddenly merged into one, appeared in front of him in an instant, and struck down with a sword.

"ah……!"

A shrill scream sounded, and one of Zheng Huaikong's arms flew into the air, and his whole body flew backwards, hitting the steps, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Hiss! We just had a fight, and I'm going to destroy an arm of the direct lineage of the Zheng family."

"When did the Lin family hide such a monster genius?"

"This level of strength is enough to make you look proud of your peers!"

…

Everyone was talking, and Lin Qingya's eyes widened. She had rescued Li Xuanji from a third-level monster before, but she didn't see Li Xuanji kill three monsters, so she didn't know that Li Xuanji was like this. strength.

After all, Li Xuanji was short in stature and was too confusing. Although he had foundation-building cultivation, his combat power and cultivation could not be completely equated.

"I clearly saw the true identity, how could it be fake."

Zheng Changjue stared at Li Xuanji, as if he wanted to see through him.