In the northwest district of Junlin Ancient Town, there is a huge square paved with marble.

Above the square, there is a martial arts pattern formation with bright yellow radiance. The entrance of the formation has a formation screen, which allows you to clearly see the scene in the formation.

This is the place for the martial arts competition and marriage competitions prepared by the killing clan, and the scene is spectacular and luxurious.

They used the gimmick of recruiting relatives, but in fact they chose potential worship for killing clans.

They completely built their own expansion strength on the pain of humiliating Shangguan Yudi.

At this moment, nearly a hundred cultivators in the formation were fighting fiercely, just to win the final victory.

Those who win in the end will receive preferential treatment for the killing clan. They can rush to another place to challenge the killing clan, or join the killing clan and become worshippers.

Bai Heming came to the registration place, and the deacon in charge of the registration glanced at Bai Heming and said.

"Have the kid been weaned? Today I entered the formation and had a hundred people fighting each other. Although I had tokens in my hand, I could induce the token to leave when I encountered danger, but the sword had no eyes. It was often faster to stimulate the token than the attack speed, which was life-threatening!"

Although the deacon said a reminder, his tone was full of sarcasm.

"Haha" There was also a burst of laughter around, Bai Heming was so young that he was crazy.

"Now young people are so self-righteous and think there is no danger, so they come to take advantage of the troubled waters!"

In their opinion, Bai Heming's strength is only seven or eight sections of the Transformation Realm.

A strong man bearded with a sharp sword on his shoulder. He walked to Bai Heming and shouted.

"Before weaning, go back to me and block my words!"

After saying that, his whole body was full of momentum, and his big hand grabbed Bai Heming's shoulder and wanted to throw the latter away.

Bai Heming's eyes flashed with magic flame runes, his eyes directly hit the big man. He raised his hand slightly and heard a scream.

Peng!

Click~

The strong man, whose arm was suddenly grabbed by Bai Heming, rotated, his arm broke and hit the ground, screaming in tears.

Everyone around was shocked and looked at Bai Heming with fear. They were all a hundred-man team in the next issue with Bai Heming.

They knew this strong man Li San, a well-known butcher, who had a great strength in the early stages of his life.

In their opinion, the young and unreasonable young man may have the strength to the late stage of the transformation of the emptiness, or even the peak.

Bai Heming looked at the big man who was rolling and howling on the ground, and said coldly.

"Dry tongue! But today, I feel so in a very bad mood to kill people, so I will save your life!"

After the words came, Bai Heming glanced at the registered deacon, not knowing whether Bai Heming said to the strong man or what he said to him.

Peng!

With a loud bang, the strong man on the ground had been kicked away by Bai Heming, and he didn't know where he landed.

"What, I won't give a registration token!" Bai Heming looked as usual, staring at the registration deacon.

If the other party speaks rudely again, he doesn't mind losing his skills and destroying him.

With his current physique, in this ancient jungle town, even if he cannot move with the power of martial arts, he can still stand out for the heroes.

Moreover, the power in his body was not the power of the martial arts pattern, but the magic power that was higher than the power of the martial arts pattern.

This beast forest, the seal against the power of martial arts, is invalid to him!

"Young man wait a moment, it's good to be quick!"

The deacon, with a cold forehead, was so angry that he didn't dare to wipe it. He quickly helped Bai Heming make a token.

Most of the cultivators in the first phase of Bai Heming gathered together in groups of three or three, and they were engaged in some conspiracy.

After dozens of minutes, Bai Heming's token was prepared and he waited for another hour.

The hundred people from this period entered the martial arts formation one after another!

The deacon looked at Bai Heming and walked towards the entrance of the martial arts formation, and a touch of viciousness flew in his eyes.

"The token is tampering with it!" another deacon suddenly spoke.

"Hmph, those who dare to threaten me will have to pay the price!" The deacon snorted coldly.

"You are not afraid, he is the last winner!"

"Haha, do you think it's possible, someone stronger than him?"

The deacon laughed loudly, and before he could finish his words, a purple light flashed in front of his eyes.

Whoosh, whoosh

The purple light exploded, and the sharp sword energy burst out, directly under his horrified and dull gaze, shattering his entire body, and blood splattered all over the sky.

Until his death, he didn't even scream!

The deacon next to him was sprayed with blood on his face, his heart was chilled, and his legs were trembling.

All this made the practitioners around him clamor and stayed away from the deacons here, so as to avoid unintentional disasters.

At the entrance of the martial arts formation, Bai Heming waved his hand and then brought the Purple Dove Demon Heart Sword into his brain.

He could hear clearly the conversation between the two deacons through systematic feedback.

Doing tricks on the token makes him encounter danger in the formation and unable to induce the token to leave.

Although he did not think that someone would be in danger of his life in the formation, he was unforgivable to be plotted against by others.

At this point, he turned his back to his body and did not stop at all. Killing an ant was as simple as drinking tea and water.

When he reached the entrance of the formation, Bai Heming stepped into the formation without any scruples.

The people around him felt cold in their hearts, and they looked at Bai Heming's back full of fear.

Some people with weak strength and weak minds have given up entering the formation and stay away from the killing star Bai Heming.

The remaining deacon suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Bai Heming disappearing at the entrance of the formation and waved his hand to clean up the dismembered deacon.

But he took out the jade pendant and sent a message, but the message was intercepted by Sha Pokong.

"Baidi even dares to make a big fuss in Luo Ming Palace, so his temper is so easy to talk to!"

At the top of a tower above the Formation Square, Sha Potian looked at Bai Heming in the Formation.

"Old Yang, go down and deal with it. The deacon is transferred away. The Baidi killed the deacon, so the old guy in the family will not know about it!"

"Yes, young master!" The old man who had been following him jumped and disappeared into the tower.

Among the martial arts formations is a circular light platform with martial arts killing formations all around.

These martial arts killing arrays will shrink within half an hour, leaving only one person's position on the circular light platform.

In other words, the hundred of them must win the final winner within half an hour.

Bai Heming was wearing black clothes and stood casually on the Light Platform, and everyone looked at him.

Eliminating the cultivators who dare not come in, Bai Heming still has more than 60 people left in this period.

The people who stayed behind were all people who were quite confident in their own strength.

Even if you lose, you can still run away!

After everyone stood on the Light Platform, the martial arts formation was instantly activated, and the martial arts attack array from all directions gradually approached the Light Platform.
Chapter completed!