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    The selection rules for the Palace of the Holy Dao are very simple. Everyone who walks out will show their strength in the form of actual combat challenges, and apply all their talents in actual combat. No matter whether they win or lose, they will have a chance to be selected.  Excellent enough.

    Everyone will try their best to show their talents to win, because if they lose the battle, and they are not favored by the sages of the Holy Palace, they will face the danger of being eliminated. The winner, even if he is not selected, can still continue  fight on.

    Zhuge Ping, who was the first to fight, was very unfortunate to underestimate the enemy and was defeated, and the Holy Palace did not give him a second chance to fight. It can be said that the ending was very tragic. After all, Zhuge Ping is a genius descendant of the Zhuge family.  It's not easy to get to this point. There are only three people left in the Zhuge family.

    "Second battle, who will come?" the powerhouse of the most holy way palace continued, the atmosphere in the battlefield became a bit more serious.  next step away.

    "I." A deep voice came out, and then everyone saw a figure coming out, and many people showed strange expressions when they saw this person appear.

    He actually walked out so quickly

    Sacred fire religion, evil silence.

    Xie Ji is the most outstanding disciple of the Sacred Fire Sect in this generation. He has a higher status than Du Ao and is also stronger. His cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh-class prince. If he goes out to fight, no one can handle him except the top monster  Got it

    However, there were a lot of people on the battlefield, and everyone didn't think that Xie Ji would choose himself as his opponent.

    Xie Ji turned his eyes and landed in one direction, and suddenly many people showed a strange look, and then saw Xie Ji pointing his finger at Ye Futian, saying, "You."

    this

    Many people feel that it is very strange, Xieji, the evildoer of the Holy Fire Cult, the proud son of heaven, the seventh-class prince, he is going to challenge a heavenly position, which is really a bit of a bully.

    Obviously, Xie Ji's battle was purely for revenge for Du Ao, not for being selected by the Holy Palace.

    "That's okay too." Yi Xiaoshi narrowed his eyes, looked up towards the direction of the Holy Palace, and said, "Can I play instead?"

    "No." Said the strong man from the Holy Palace, "The rules of the selection battle are like this. You can choose your opponent at will. Of course, he can admit defeat. After all, he is only the person who is being challenged. The selection object this time is not him."

    Ye Futian belongs to the challenged, even if he is defeated, it doesn't matter. Later, he will have the opportunity to actively challenge others to show himself.

    Otherwise, passive challenges are also considered. If you meet a powerful person, it will be very unfair to those with a low level.

    But even so, with Xie Ji's identity and realm, he was a bit bullying. Generally speaking, he would disdain to do so, but Du Ao's killing was understandable.

    "Don't go." Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian, and Yi Xiaoshi and the others shook their heads at Ye Futian.

    "It's okay to feel it." Ye Futian smiled and walked to the center of the battlefield.

    Xieji should belong to the top level of combat power in the battlefield. He wants to try how strong he is. In the previous battles, he used the magic weapon to destroy the sky. Now, there is no magic weapon, no emperor's will, and the seventh-class prince  The realm of Xieji is three realms higher than his, and the opponent is also a top fighter in the seventh-class prince. This gap is indeed a bit big.

    But since we have come to this battlefield, we have to face it after all, so it is good to experience it in advance.

    "Sacred Fire Cult Xie Ji, the seventh-class prince." Xie Ji stared at Ye Futian with a slightly gloomy expression.

    "Please." Ye Futian had already reported his name and realm in the previous battle, so he didn't repeat it.

    When the word "please" fell, a ray of dark fire appeared in Xieji's eyes, and the terrifying princely will directly rushed into his mind. In an instant, Ye Futian felt like a terrible dark fire in his spiritual will  Lian appeared, expanding and growing continuously, coming with coercion, as if to devour and burn his spiritual will.

    It is also the will of a prince, but the state of evil and silence is much higher than him, and the will is naturally much stronger. Ye Futian's spiritual will gave birth to a wonderful brilliance, like the brilliance of a star, extremely holy, enveloping his own spiritual will from erosion.

    "Om." A terrible dark fire lotus seemed to burn directly in Ye Futian's mind, extremely overbearing, to directly burn his spiritual will, which has surpassed the level of princely will coercion.

    Xie Ji, he is a spiritual destiny mage.

    Flame is only one of his abilities. Only a spiritual mage can not only coerce with the prince's will, but even launch a substantial attack directly on the spiritual power.

    The holy star brilliance wraps the spiritual will, let the dark lotus swallow it, the defense is not broken.?It seems to be another level, crushing everything.

    Without exception, they all refused to enter Qiansheng Island. Their stage will be at the end.

    Many people are looking forward to what kind of gorgeous battle will erupt when those people collide.

    The night at the foot of the Holy Dao Palace is just like the day. A strong man released a spell to directly cast a false day, so that there is no night in this battlefield.

    ? Nobody gets tired, not even the spectators.

    Hundreds of strong men came out one after another, and there were a lot of Tianjiao figures who emerged, and those big men watched every match with great interest.

    "This battlefield belongs to those people after all. It seems that I can't see the picture you painted." Zhuge Canyang glanced at the quiet Ye Futian and his group. There are too many excellent people, and he also believes in Zhuge Mingyue  From the perspective of Ye Futian, if Ye Futian is a seventh-class prince, he can stand in the center of the stage, but the position of heaven is too weak.

    Facing top figures, he couldn't even fight.

    Not only Zhuge Canyang, but many people felt that as the battle broke out, the attention paid to Ye Futian became less and less, and this battlefield did not belong to him.

    At this time, another strong man came out, and many people cast their gazes. Someone in the crowd said, "It's Yan Nan from the Sword Saint Villa. His talent for swordsmanship is very strong, not much weaker than Yan Jiu, and his status in the Sword Saint Villa is extremely extraordinary."  , is very strong."

    Many people cast their attention, and everyone who remains on the battlefield today is the pride of a party.

    Yannan walked to the center of the battlefield, and he looked at Ye Futian and the others. He was present when Ye Futian snatched their relics before, so he naturally remembered the debt, but he did not challenge Ye Futian again.  Fu Tian might admit defeat as well, it's boring.

    "You, come out." Yan Nan's eyes fell on Ye Wuchen, Ye Wuchen is also a sword repairer, and he inherited the ruins of their Feijian City.
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