Soul Devouring Sword Master

Being one of the three sects in the Canglan Region, the competition is fierce and they have been fighting openly and secretly for many years. If there is an opportunity to attack the opponent, the leader of the Thunder Prison Sect will naturally not miss it.

"Yes, Jianzong, I guess it would be good if one of them came out alive. I remember that in the last battle of luck, the whole army seemed to have been wiped out. No, it seems that one came out alive, but there were two missing pieces. Arms, haha.”

The leader of the Blood Fiend Sect echoed, with a malicious smile on his face and said deliberately sarcastically.

On the side, Lu Ming, the deputy sect leader of Huangji Palace, chuckled and did not hide his contempt. He had long wanted to annex Jianzong and Huangji Palace, but Jian Feiliu had always been ignorant of current affairs.

As for the masters of Bingling Palace, Bing Hanxin, and Xuanmen Sect Master, they looked indifferent and had no interest in getting involved in this kind of thing.

As for Gu Yuan, he turned a blind eye. It didn't matter. The fight between the various forces had nothing to do with him, and he didn't bother to care about it.

"Humph, it was before, but I may not have a chance this time!"

Faced with the cynicism of several people, Jian Feiliu frowned and retorted, saying so, but in fact he also knew that it was just to comfort himself.

Among other things, just in Canglan Territory, the strength of Li Luo and Chu Yang is far inferior to that of other forces. What's more, in the battlefield of the Fall, they face the pride of all major realms and all kinds of monsters. If you don't get past the second round, your chances of survival are very low.

But even so, you must participate in the Battle of Luck. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you are lucky, someone may rush forward with sword flying and want to change the languid state of the Sword Sect. If you even participate Without the courage, the Sword Sect will never have any hope of rising.

If you participate, you will at least have a glimmer of hope. If you don't participate, it will only gradually decline and eventually perish.

"Haha, is that right? Jian Feiliu, do you dare to bet with me, ten million top-quality spiritual crystals, on whether anyone from your Sword Sect can come out alive? Do you dare!"

The leader of the Thunder Prison Sect smiled coldly.

"If you ask me to bet, will I bet with you? I don't care!"

Jian Feiliu responded coldly.

"Haha, it seems that you know that all the disciples of the Sword Sect are dead and will definitely lose, so you don't dare to bet, right?"

The leader of the Blood Fiend Sect smiled sarcastically.

"The method of provoking generals is of no use to me!"

Jian Feiliu snorted coldly, but couldn't help clenching his fists. He was very angry in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. Who said he was the weakest in Jian Zong? Without strength, no matter how much he had, he would be pale and feeble.

In fact, he didn't ask too much. If someone from the Sword Sect made it to the second round, he would be satisfied as long as someone was alive, but this was not an extravagant wish.

In all the fate battles, Jian Zong, very few people survived, and in many cases, the entire army was wiped out. How could Jian Feiliu not know this?

"They're a bunch of trash. It's better if they die, so as not to embarrass us in the Canglan Region!"

Lu Ming raised a smile on his lips and glanced at Jian Feiliu provocatively.

"Yeah, it's best if they all die and no one comes out!"

The leader of the Thunder Prison Sect and the leader of the Blood Evil Sect said with a strange smile.

Jian Feiliu clenched his fist suddenly, making a creaking sound, and his eyes were bloodshot, but he still didn't say a word. In this situation, no matter how much he did, it would only add to the humiliation.

"Someone's out!"

At this time, someone suddenly shouted in the stands.

Buzz!

The next moment, above the battle platform, the space fluctuated and ripples appeared.

Immediately, several figures appeared out of thin air and landed on the battlefield.

At the same time, the space in front of these people trembled, and a token flew out.

Several people subconsciously grabbed the token and saw that it was engraved with a real dragon pattern, glowing with glory.

"They are the pride of my mountain area, haha. Two of them have passed, haha..."

In the stands, an old man with a white beard stood up and was very excited. He was the leader of Shanyu.

"Someone from my Blue Extreme Region has passed, that's great!"

On the other side, there was also an old man laughing.

On the battlefield, several young men flashed and flew towards the positions of their respective leaders.

Buzz! Buzz!

Immediately afterwards, someone else appeared above the battle platform.

There is no doubt that those who appeared were those with enough luck value of 5,000 who were transmitted through the light beam.

One after another, figures appeared one after another.

"Haha, someone from my Huangshan region also passed..."

"After more than ten years, someone in our Blood Sword Domain has finally succeeded..."

In the stands, some people stood up one after another and shouted excitedly when they saw the pride of their domain appearing.

There are also many people who keep their brows furrowed, waiting for their own pride to appear. When they see the pride from other realms appearing one after another, they can't help but feel a little anxious.

Those who appeared at the beginning were all the proud ones from the middle and large regions, and there were very few from those regions.

In fact, before this, many people had come out, but after all, they were only a few. Most of them were some arrogant people in the middle region who were afraid that they would not be able to keep their luck, so they came out early.

But most of the pride are still in the Fallen Battlefield, looking for other opportunities, and now, the Fallen Battlefield is about to close, and during this period, the most people are coming out.

Buzz! Buzz...

The space rippled continuously, and figures appeared one after another.