The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 2061: Sword of Death

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Chapter 2061 The Sword of Death

"It's really boring, I can't let go of a fight!" Xian'er likes to leapfrog and challenge, and she suddenly loses interest when she heard that she is going to fight with monks of the same level.

Xian'er did not speak with outsiders behind his back. There were cultivators in the fifth stage of Xian'er who heard Xian'er's words, and many of them looked at Xian'er, saying that this little girl is really ignorant of the heights of the sky, and she is so arrogant. , Don’t think you’re a fifth-grade immortal, but how old are you? Which Five-Rank in the room is not longer than the years of your precipitation?

However, no one said anything. After all, this is a little girl. She is young and ignorant. She is an adult. Who knows the same as a child?

There were a lot of people participating in this competition, but according to the rules of the competition, first a trial and a sieve, only a thousand people left to enter the official competition.

Wang Meng and others also successively played against the monks of the same level.

Wang Meng faced a fifth-grade immortal in his forties. According to age, this is absolutely unfair. But this is a world that respects martial arts, not age, only strength.

The middle-aged Xianzun wears a blue robe, has a big head, high cheekbones, big hands, big feet, and tall, like an ape-man.

The middle-aged Xianzun still has a long white beard with five strokes.

"Little baby? Give up! This deity loves children and doesn't want to hurt you." The middle-aged Xianzun looked at Wang Meng with a slight smile and said.

"Cough cough! Well, don't think I am young, but I am actually very cocky." Wang Meng pierced Xiao Baifang and said.

The middle-aged Xianzun almost fell on the ground, trough! What does this have to do with **** or not? , Can the **** beat me?

An article of laughter in the stands.

"Cuckoo! Master is really funny. Is this a psychological tactic?" The iron **** who hadn't played yet grinned and smiled.

"My brother is true, to remind him not to take it lightly. Alas! My brother is such a good person." Xian'er said with big eyes and a smile.

The Devil Emperor and the Iron Rooster pouted their lips vigorously. If Wang Meng is a good person, it is estimated that there will be no good people in the world.

At this time, on the ring, the middle-aged fairy statue stretched out his hand to make a request with his bare hands: "Children! Please, the deity will let you ten moves!"

The middle-aged Immortal Venerable didn't even look at the young man Wang Meng. Although he was particularly surprised that Wang Meng had reached the fifth-rank realm of Immortal Venerable at a young age, how many years had he settled? How long has Wang Meng settled? This little baby will die even if it is dry.

Xianzun has no dignity? Even if he is acting, he has to let the child do some tricks, otherwise people will say that he is bullying the small.

"Thank you! But one move is enough!" Wang Meng grinned and said.

"This kid can blow too much!"

"The ignorant have no fear!"

"He will cry soon!"

"Who? Punch him, let him get rid of it!"

There is chaos in the stands again.

Wang Meng is speechless, why doesn't I have a heart to tell the truth?

The middle-aged Immortal Venerable doesn't want to talk nonsense, standing with his back, really intends to make Wang Meng ten tricks.

"That? His uncle? How about that? As long as I hurt you, you lose, how about it?" Wang Meng bared his teeth and said as he looked at the middle-aged Immortal Venerable.

What? wounded? how is this possible? The middle-aged Xianzun almost died of anger. Not to mention the injury, that is, if he can make Wang Meng kick and punch Wang Meng, he has no face to see people, and he is injured?

"Don't talk about being injured, if you can touch a vellus hair of the deity, the deity will give up!" The middle-aged Xianzun looked ugly.

"I don't bully. If you say that you win or lose by injury, it counts!" Wang Meng looked righteous.

The hands of the audience in the stands are itchy, and they can't wait to go up and beat this kid, it's so good.

The middle-aged Xianzun did not speak, but his face was purple and angry.

The middle-aged Xianzun stared for a long time, but did not see Wang Meng's move: "Why haven't you made it yet?"

"Ah? You didn't say that you are ready? I'm still waiting here, until I'm thankful." Wang Meng looked surprised.

Slot!

Everyone is speechless, are you stupid?

The middle-aged Xianzun wants to die.

"You can make a move!" The middle-aged Xianzun gritted his teeth and said. He did not want to bully the kid just now, but now, he decided to beat the kid severely.

Cang Cang!

The sound of the sword being unsheathed suddenly resounded throughout the audience, and a cold light flashed across the ring.

"Ah!" The middle-aged immortal retreated violently, with a look of horror!

At this time, his five-stroke long beard had been cut off by Qi Gen, and he fell on the ground. There was an inch-long wound on his chin. The wound was not deep, but it was dripping blood.

The audience was silent.

Everyone looked at Wang Meng with his sword in its sheath in surprise.

Quick!

Too fast.

Except for some of the ninth-rank powers of the Immortal Venerable, nobody actually saw when Wang Meng made his sword!

Wang Meng won the first game with a sword of silence.

This sword of silence, Wang Meng has been useless for a long time.

"I admit defeat! Thank you!" The middle-aged Xianzun's face flushed, fists, jumped out of the ring, and left directly. He stayed faceless. Just now, if Wang Meng's sword was a little bit lower, it would wipe his neck. This is the mercy of Wang Meng's men.

At this time, no one dared to underestimate Wang Meng.

In the next game, Xian'er, Iron Rooster, and Devil Emperor also won easily. However, it was not as unrestrained as Wang Meng.

Xian'er and several people all defeated their opponents within a few rounds and won easily.

According to the rules, guard ten rounds for the first round of selection.

After ten games, Wang Meng's four are still alive and well, and they still win easily.

Several people determined the ranking and entered the next round.

The performance of the four little guys surprised many people. It can be said to be stunning.

With so many people, this is not a game that can be completed in one day.

After half a month, all four of them were among the thousands.

After entering the thousands, the rules of the game changed. All contestants who have entered the thousands can choose to compete with the monks of the same level, or choose to challenge the monks of higher level than their own for a more extreme challenge.

You can choose the opponent's level at will in the leapfrog challenge. If you are not afraid of death, you can choose the higher one.

Wang Meng directly chose to challenge the Xianzun who reached the seventh stage of the Xianzun. Moreover, he still chose the powerhouse at the pinnacle of the Seventh-Rank Realm of the Immortal Venerable, Chu Bai, who was known as the Heavenly Sword Immortal Venerable.

As a sword repairer, Chu Bai has a strong offensive power. Not only is it unmatched in the same level, but he leapfrogged and challenged and defeated an eighth-grade veteran immortal, and his scenery was incomparable.

Wang Meng's challenge caused a sensation.

"Are you sure you want to challenge Chu Bai? According to the rules of the battlefield, leapfrogging challenge is basically a life-and-death battle. If you are severely injured or killed, the other party is not responsible." The staff in charge of registration kindly reminded Wang Meng road.

The staff responsible for registration are also kind. It is a pity to see that Wang Meng is so young that he can stand out in the battle of Immortal Venerable. Moreover, Chu Bai is not an ordinary person, with a good reputation. He is less than 30 years old and young. It was already the Seventh Stage of Immortal Venerable, this was a rare talent in a century.