Fantasy: The Script Is Tampered With, And The Supporting Role Becomes Destiny!

Chapter 222 Canglan Martial Dao Sacred Land, Central Martial Sage State!

"It turned out to be the Dragon Spring Sword? This is a treasure that can only be obtained by the winner of the Samsara Sect's Inner Sect Tianjiao Tournament.

"It is said that black iron is cut like mud. I never expected to see it after participating in the Baizong Grand Competition."

Lin Xiao made a playful sound from the corner of his mouth.

"Su Ling Tian, ​​for the sake of being an ant, I will let you do a trick!"

Su Han's eyes were extremely calm.

"You are too weak."

Immediately, the nail slowly lifted and slid down, the movement was very slow.

Crash.

Swipe with a finger, and blood spills out!

The moment when hundreds of thousands of people were watching, no one saw clearly.

The way to survive here, as long as you compromise is to bury yourself!

There was a trace of blood at the corner of Lin Xiao's mouth, the sword fell to the ground, his hands covered his blood-sprayed neck, regret and fear appeared in his eyes.

Slowly raised his finger and pointed at the other party, "You lowly ant, how dare you..." The body's perception spread through his mind like a tide, and he fell to the ground on his back.

Lin Xiao's competition token was shattered.

The voice under the arena spread across the huge mountain in an instant, and the cultivators around who hadn't participated in the competition were rushing here one after another!

The referee on the stage, at this time, was fighting fiercely.

"Su...Su Ling Tian won.

In the city of guardianship, on the arena of millions of peaks, dozens or hundreds of lives will fall every moment.

In some arenas, Tianjiao, Bloodthirsty, Hidden Weapons, etc. appear.

Some lunatics even treat their opponents as nothing, and after killing them in public, forcibly destroy the opponent's corpse!

If it is crushed into powder, the bones will not be left behind.....

In order to win in the arena, countless cultivators break through their own bottlenecks.

After fighting for a long time, the sound of fighting in the mountain gradually became thinner.

It can be seen how many people cherish their lives in front of fame and interests!

(cefd) Su Ling Tian looked at the scene here and shook his head.

whoosh whoosh!

Three Gold Core early stage auras quickly came to the arena, and the air waves emanating from them stirred up hundreds of spectators.

"Is it so courageous? Dare to be presumptuous under the ring."

I saw a flower petal embroidered behind the three of them. Wearing a long skirt, with a veil on her face, her temperament can be regarded as beautiful.

"It turned out to be the Wanhua Sect. I'm so old and abrupt." The referee of the ring said in awe.

The woman standing in the middle stepped forward.

"Old man, how many people are left?"

After the referee picked up the list and looked at it, cupped hands said respectfully: "There are thirty-five people left."

"Give all the names to the palace newspaper. I will fight against thirty-five people alone. I don't want to waste time."

The woman standing on the plate smiled slightly and said, "They're all a bunch of humble ants, hurry up and admit defeat!"

Everyone was full of anger, but they didn't dare to express their dissatisfaction.

Su Ling Tian shook his head helplessly and said, "I'll do it."

The rest of the people are not optimistic about Su Ling Tian in their hearts. In their view, although Su Ling Tian is considered a monster, the other party is one of the big sects. This is purely courting death without knowing the heights of the sky and the earth!

"Boy, report your name. I don't want to kill the unknown." The woman pointed her sword at Su Ling Tian!

"Su Ling Tian!"

The woman smiled dismissively and said: "You are a lowly cultivator, you are tired of your job, and you are in a hurry to seek death!"

The woman exploded with Gold Core early stage coercion, and the pure aftermath shocked and injured the thirty-four cultivators who did not make it to the ring.

A sword in the woman's hand was pulled out, and the brilliance flickered, and the countless sword shadows could confuse people's minds.

"Hmph! Take some weight......

Watching countless silky, sharp Sword Qi with killing intent surround the ring.

The woman flew out like snow, with a sword coming!

At this moment, Su Ling Tian took a step slowly, the Sword intent fluttering all over his body was still in the void, unable to move, and the Sword Qi overflowing with killing intent dissipated immediately.

bang bang bang!

bang bang!

Dozens of crackling sounds came out one after another, and the slight aftermath echoed around the body.

"Su Ling Tian, ​​you...you are a soul refiner?"

"It counts that you have some weight, but today you must die here to show the power of my Hundred Flowers Sect Sword Technique!"

The woman Qingkong leaped, holding the sword with one hand, condensing the formula with one hand, a faint white light flickered all over her body, a faint snow frost appeared on the sword body, and the sword slashed down, colliding with the air, and countless frosts flashed.

Su Han raised his head slowly and unleashed a self-created soul attack!

Just now I knew that I was not idle, and I used Divine Sense to watch millions of fights, and I learned the skills.

The icy Sword Ray slashed at the Tianling Gai.

Everyone in the audience agreed that Su Ling Tian had turned into two frozen corpses.

"Blade of Soul" Su Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, a thumb-sized blade appeared between his brows, rotating at a high speed, emitting a southern white light.

Wow!!!

wow!!!

In the void, frost is flying, like a building.

Immediately afterwards, the blade of the soul evolved into shadows of knives, spears, and halberds, and all kinds of fierce killing moves came towards the woman one after another.

There was a violent explosion in the air: "Boom!"

There was a burst of air fluctuations, tremors, and roars.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of small lightning bolts appeared in the air, and slowly disappeared

The woman's face was cold and her eyes were unblinking.

As the sword in his hand turned into broken fragments, it slowly fell to the ground. .