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Volume 2 - Tianxu Fengyun Chapter 307 Nine levels of domain capital, layers of iron and blood!  (three)

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    "Whizzing!"

    Another two rays of light flew out from the top of the Serpent Hall. The two rays of light were actually one black and one white. The white was transparent and the black was pure. It was very different from the ordinary.  (No pop-up novel website *Piaotia Literature* www.piaotia.com)

    Two rays of light disappeared into the two figures sitting cross-legged in the center of the Jiao Snake Hall, who were almost alone. Then these two figures suddenly stood up, looked at Zhou Yiren, and sneered: "Boy, you are so big.  Tone!¡±

    These two people are the first and second place winners in the last Jiao She Domain Baidu Martial Arts Tournament, Nangong Bai and Nangong Hei.

    He is worthy of being the champion and runner-up of the Baiyu Martial Arts Competition. As soon as he stood up, there was an invisible force that was crushing Zhou Yiren. This kind of force was much better than the dozens of people just now who all had at least the fifth level cultivation of the real person realm.  The aura and pressure unleashed by warriors united is much more powerful.

    Under the oppression of this invisible force, Shui Lin, Murong Fengxue, Jiu Du and other three people finally could no longer hold on.  ¡®Kaka!  ¡¯ His waist and legs made a crisp sound at the same time, and his straight body was about to bend down under pressure.

    With Nangong Hei and Nangong Bai taking the lead, the geniuses who were instantly killed by Zhou Yiren found their backbone in an instant and immediately leaned their aura towards Nangong Hei and Nangong Bai.

    All the momentum merged together to form an almost substantial oppression, as if half of the sky had fallen.

    Shui Lin, Murong Fengxue, and Jiudu couldn't bear it anymore. The moment this substantial oppression came into being, their faces turned pale in an instant.

    "What, you two have an opinion?" Zhou Yiren glanced at Nangong Hei and Nangong Bai coldly, his body shook slightly, and the power of the gods emanated from the blue sun in his soul.

    The divine power of Huanghuang easily dispelled the oppression that was almost as strong as the collapse of the ground that day, making the pressure on Murong Fengxue and the other two people lighter.

    "Boy, you are looking for death!" Nangong Hei's eyes narrowed instantly, staring at Zhou Yiren like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, his voice was extremely sinister.

    "Zhou Yiren. This Nangong Hei was the runner-up in the last Baidu Martial Arts Competition. Two years ago, his cultivation level reached the sixth level of the real person realm. He practiced the heaven-level technique "Great Dark Netherworld Xuanluo**  ". His strength is unfathomable, and he is cruel and ruthless. You have to be careful."

    Murong Fengxue approached Zhou Yiren.  Tell Zhou Yi people all the details about Nangong Hei.

    With his strength, he might not even be able to catch Nangong Hei's attack. He would not be able to fight against Nangong Hei's attack with Zhou Yiren and all the geniuses. He could only tell Zhou Yiren all the information he knew.  In this way, to help Zhou Yiren.

    ¡°It turns out that in the last Baiyu Martial Arts Competition, I had the cultivation of the sixth level of the real person realm. No wonder I can¡¯t see the depth of these two people now.  ¡¯

    Zhou Yiren suddenly understood, but he did not take Nangong Hei into his heart. In that small space corroded by the demon sword, Zhou Yiren had already set his sights after a conversation with Xin Yuanzi.  It was pulled out from the Baidu Martial Arts Competition and placed on the top of the world, the strongest.

    ?????????? If there is even a mere Nangong Bai or Nangong Hei, he can¡¯t defeat them.  If he was invincible, why would he go to conquer the world and those ancient people?  Are the strongest men of the Middle Ages competing against each other?

    Zhou Yiren glanced at Shui Lin and Murong Fengxue.  He signaled them to calm down, then turned his head and glanced at Nangong Hei lightly: "In this life, there are many people who want me to die, but in the end, I sent them all to the underworld."

    "Really?" Nangong Hei licked his lips and revealed a sinister smile: "But in this life, anyone I want to kill will always have the only choice but to die! You, you will not be an exception!"

    "Then you can come and give it a try, but before you come, be prepared to die!"

    "Presumptuous!" Nangong Hei's eyes flashed with infinite violence. In his life, no one had ever dared to disobey him. Zhou Yiren was confronting him tit for tat at this time, and had provoked his endless killing intent.  As soon as he moved, he was about to attack Zhou Yiren.

    "Stop! Xiaohei, have you forgotten where you are now? How can you do whatever you want? Don't stop yet!"

    "As for this arrogant boy, after he enters the Nine-layer Realm City of Dragon Snake later, you can do whatever you want, it's up to you."

    Nangong Bai, who had been beside Nangong Hei, spoke up. He shouted to stop Nangong Hei, looked at Zhou Yiren coldly, and stopped talking.

    Although Nangong Hei is fearless and arrogant, he respects his brother Nangong Bai very much and is even a little afraid. Hearing Nangong Bai's words, he immediately stopped and the cruelty in his eyes was slowly suppressed.

      But the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Yiren was even more ferocious.

    The warriors from other areas present looked at Zhou Yiren with eyes full of pity and gloating.

    In their view, offending Brother Nangong is almost like offending the King of Hell. It is almost like being sentenced to death.

    About half a stick of incense has passed. Although there are still several proud people sitting cross-legged on the ground in the Serpent Hall, there is no more light shining on the top floor of the Serpent Hall.

    The great power in the capital that presided over the Hundred Domain Martial Arts Competition crossed the space and reached the few proud men who were still sitting cross-legged on the ground. He shined a light on these proud men. After a while, he withdrew his light again and ignored those proud men.  Instead, they ordered people to drag out the proud men who were still sitting cross-legged on the ground. Then, they announced the end of the first round of virtual space eliminations and began to count the life medals and eliminate those at the bottom.  Proud son.

    The behavior of the host made many people puzzled, but more people took it for granted. These people who took it for granted were all the proud men from various regions who had participated in the Hundred Domain Martial Arts Competition at least once.  .

    "Murong, those warriors haven't woken up yet. Their souls are still in the virtual space. The host thinks that they are too weak and take too long, so he wants to eliminate them.  , but why did they drag them out directly? If so, where will their souls go after they come out of the virtual space? Wouldn't this cost them their lives?"

    Shui Lin asked with a surprised look on his face, and Jiu Du also looked puzzled.

    Zhou Yiren, on the other hand, thought of the mountain of corpses and sea of ??bones in the virtual space, and vaguely understood what had happened to those proud men who were still sitting on the ground.

    These warriors may have entered the small space that was corroded by the demon sword by chance, and their souls may have been completely devoured and annihilated by the demon sword.
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