Those years in Konoha

There is never love and hate without reason in the world. What is the purpose of this competition between Yanhuang and the immortal cultivators?

Conflict of interests

And what is the relationship between Yanhuang Kingdom and immortal cultivators?

Song Yan felt that the relationship between the Yanhuang Kingdom and the immortal cultivators would not be very good. It could be seen from the tone, demeanor and actions of the two immortal cultivators that these immortal cultivators not only considered themselves superior, but also held Song Yan and the others in contempt. There is great hostility, and in both games, they did not hide their murderous intentions towards their opponents. Please go here to read the latest chapter of this book. For more latest chapters visit: ЩЩ. Please search for the most complete and fastest updated novels

"In the second round of the competition, Xianmen wins."

Han Song announced with a heavy heart that in the two battles, one of the Yanhuang side was killed and the other seriously injured. This made him very unfavorable about the next competition, and it also allowed him to see the powerful methods of immortal cultivators.

The third round of competition began.

This time, the Yanhuang side dispatched a member of the "God of War" who was at the sixth level of innateness, and the cultivator side dispatched a female disciple who was at the fifth level of innateness.

As soon as there was a fight, the female disciple who was cultivating immortals used her magic weapon.

It was a flying rope. In a blink of an eye, it tied up the God of War team member tightly. Moreover, this flying rope magic weapon also had the function of binding the true energy. Therefore, being entangled by this flying rope, the God of War The team members' vitality was also sealed, and they became the targets of others' exploitation.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan's face darkened. This flying rope was a third-grade treasure. Although it was only the worst among the third-grade treasures, it still had a power that could not be ignored.

At this time, Song Yan finally saw clearly the plan of the immortal cultivators. Those with high cultivation levels would use second-grade magic weapons or talismans, while those with low cultivation levels would use third-grade magic treasures to make up for their shortcomings in cultivation.

"puff"

As the blood spattered, a head flew high into the sky. The eyes on the head were wide open, full of unwillingness. He did not lose because of his cultivation, but because of the opponent's magic weapon.

This is not a competition, this is death.

Seeing the dead team members, the members of the "God of War" became even more angry and depressed.

Five more rounds passed in the blink of an eye.

In these five games, the Immortal Cultivator side still won all the games. Four more people from the Yanhuang side died and one person was seriously injured.

This made the atmosphere on the field extremely tragic.

Song Yan couldn't sit still anymore. No matter what, the people in the God of War team were his lords. He couldn't just watch them die. Moreover, in these eight rounds of battle, he had already figured out the details of the immortal cultivators' side.

"Who will go to this battle?" Long Jian asked.

"I go"

Zhao Ying was about to sneak in, but an arm was put on her shoulder: "Leave it to me."

Before Zhao Ying could resist, Song Yan forced her back to her seat and appeared in the center of the battlefield as her figure swayed.

He did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes, slowly swept across the group of immortal cultivators, and said: "Who comes up to die?"

"You have such a big tone and this poor monk comes to save you."

A young monk stepped out. This monk was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, but his appearance was extremely ugly and he possessed the seventh level of innate cultivation.

"Boy, suffer death." The ugly monk laughed ferociously and threw a purple gold bowl. However, at this moment, the figure flickered, as if teleporting, and Song Yan came to the top of the ugly monk's head and slapped it with his palm.

"puff"

This palm force was so heavy that it directly forced the ugly monk's head into his stomach.

"You're so ugly, I'll help you hide your face."

Song Yan retreated and returned to the original place. As for the owner of the purple golden bowl, he naturally lost his spirituality and fell to the ground.

"Victory" The Yanhuang side couldn't believe what they were seeing. After losing eight games in a row, they finally won one.

A smile finally appeared on the faces of the head of state and the elders of the Nine Pavilions.

As for the immortal cultivators, the nine foundation-building masters sitting in front looked a little ugly, and looked at Song Yan with the slightest bit of evil in their eyes.

"Who among you is willing to die?"

Song Yan, who was supposed to retreat, did not just retreat. Instead, he looked at the immortal cultivators provocatively and shouted in an arrogant tone.

This group of immortal cultivators all have arrogant and arrogant personalities, and they don't care about ordinary warriors at all. Now that their companions have been killed, the little ordinary warrior dares to provoke. Suddenly, a man wearing a blue robe appeared on the scene. He stared at Song Yan coldly: "If you want to die, I will help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a small fiery red sword and pointed it casually. The small sword turned into a stream of light and went straight to Song Yan like lightning.

"hey-hey"

Song Yan's body swayed, and suddenly, five more figures appeared around him. Together with his body, there were six Song Yans at once. The strange thing was that these six Song Yans were all exactly the same, making it difficult to tell whether they were true or false. For a moment, the Qing Yan was But the man in the robe didn't know which one to attack with his flying sword.

While he was stunned, six figures rushed out and waved their palms towards the green-robed man.

Being approached by the enemy, the man in green robe did not show any nervousness, because a faint golden light appeared outside his body, and he was obviously protected by a magic weapon.

"click"

Like the sound of breaking glass, the faint golden light could not stop Song Yan's attack from being shattered, and then his palm fell on the head of the green-robed young man.

"puff"

Like a watermelon exploding, the opponent's head exploded with a bang, and red and white pieces scattered all over the ground, looking extremely bloody.

But from the perspective of the Yanhuang side, it was extremely satisfying.

"Ah Yan killed well" Zhao Ying shouted loudly.

"Haha, Brother Song is so powerful," Ye Feng laughed.

"Long live the captain, kill those grandsons," Ao Tie couldn't help but shouted.

For a moment, the "God of War" players cheered.

As for the audience, the heads of state and others were smiling even more. The heads of the ten major families and the heads of the six sects sitting behind them were also very happy. Even Li Mu, who wanted to get rid of Song Yan, also felt happy. All showed a hint of pleasure.

After killing two immortal cultivators in a row, Song Yan still had no intention of retreating. He continued to scan the immortal cultivators with murderous eyes: "Who is not afraid of death? Come here and die."

On the side of the immortal cultivators, nine foundation-building masters were secretly transmitting messages. After some discussion, they decided to send a disciple of the ninth level of Xiantian to kill Song Yan.

"Xuan Xin, go kill this person," Wu Yangzi said to his beloved disciple.

"Yes, Master"

Xuan Xin stepped out, looked at Song Yan with cold eyes, and said: "You, an ordinary warrior, can kill two fellow Taoists. You are indeed somewhat capable, but you don't look down on other immortal cultivators. It's a mistake. I'm here to kill you on my master's orders, but I can give you a chance to strike first."

"You really want me to make the first move?" A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Song Yan's mouth.

"Let's take action"

Xuan Xin said quite confidently that his cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of innateness, and he also had a third-level treasure to protect him. Even if he stood there and let Song Yan hit him, he didn't think that a small eighth level of innateness could hurt him. .

Yes, the aura Song Yan deliberately showed was the eighth level of innateness.

"whoosh"

Xuan Xin only felt a blur in front of his eyes. Before he could activate the magic weapon to protect his body, he felt a pain in his chest. When he looked down, he found that a dagger had pierced his heart and pierced his heart. I feel like my life is passing away quickly.

Xuan Xin couldn't help but have a strong look of fear and unwillingness on her face: "This is impossible, I don't want to die."

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