Dou Po: Signed for three years, starting from capturing the goddess

Chapter 494: Quartet Melee!

The gigantic sword trembled slightly, and immediately turned into countless light spots, and shattered away. On top of it, two figures slowly fell from the sky, and immediately landed on the seats.

There were two figures, one old and one young, the young one was familiar to Ning Luo, because it was Tang Ying from Wanjiange.

The old man next to him was a little short in stature, dressed in linen clothes, and looked like an inconspicuous little old man among all living beings, but everyone present knew that this little old man was also on the same level as Venerable Lei The same horrible presence.

"I didn't expect even Venerable Sword to come. It seems that the first to arrive at the Fenglei Mountains should be the advance troops of the Four Pavilions. The ones who come now are the real meat show."

The appearance of the sword venerable also instantly made the atmosphere around the square become hotter.

Regarding Venerable Lei's laughter, Venerable Sword ignored him, rolled his eyes, and sat down on the chair. Behind him, Tang Ying stood respectfully with his hands down.

Just as Venerable Sword sat down on the seat, a strange laughter with a slightly sinister taste resounded, and then a jet-black light came violently from the foot of the mountain, and finally appeared directly on the seat as if teleported. Be polite, wave your sleeves and sit down.

The figure that appeared was an old man in a black robe. His complexion was pale, there was some shadow between his brows, and his pair of pupils were one black and one white. It looked quite strange. Behind him, there was also There is a familiar figure, naturally it is Wang Chen from Huangquan Pavilion.

The eyes of the black-robed old man suddenly turned cold, but just as he was about to speak ironically, his face changed slightly, his gloomy eyes stared closely at the sky, and there, a wind sound like a dragon's whistle suddenly came.

"This old guy is obviously the fastest, but he always likes to be the last one." Venerable Sword also raised his head, looked at the distant sky with cloudy eyes, and said with a smile.

As soon as Venerable Sword's words fell, the sound of the wind like a dragon's howl came quickly, and immediately a huge blue whirlwind appeared in the eyes of countless people on the top of the mountain.

The huge cyan whirlwind, as if flashing, appeared above the huge square in a few breaths, and the two figures, riding a light wind, slowly landed on the seat from the sky.

"It's Venerable Wind? I didn't expect four Venerables to come to this conference. This trip is really worthwhile."

"The Dou Zun, who is extremely rare to see on weekdays, now has four of them come out at once. The Sifang Pavilion meeting is really big enough. No wonder it attracts so many people."

"Hey, I don't know who will benefit in the end from this meeting?"

"Today is a good day for my Fenglei Pavilion to hold the Sifang Pavilion Conference. Thank you for coming to Leishan to support my Fenglei Pavilion. However, everyone must know the rules of my Fenglei Pavilion. I hope that during the conference, nothing will disturb the conference."

Venerable Lei's faint voice, like thunder, resounded through the entire Leishan, and there was a little thunder in his voice, and some weaker people would almost involuntarily tremble slightly.

"This year's Sifang Pavilion meeting, the participants, including the four disciples of the Sifang Pavilion, have a total of 53 people. It is still the old rule. It starts with a chaotic battlefield until there are only eight people left in the final field. Now, all participants, Come in, everyone."

As the contestants entered the arena, Mu Qingluan, Tang Ying, and Wang Chen, who were sitting above the seat, looked at each other, and with a movement, they fell lightly into the square.

"Wow!"

As soon as the three of them entered the arena, a clear cry of cranes suddenly sounded in the sky, and immediately a colorful giant crane came flapping its wings from a place on the top of the mountain. Skip down.

With Feng Qing'er's appearance, the atmosphere outside the arena also immediately rose. Everyone knows that this year's Sifang Pavilion meeting, this woman's victory rate is probably the highest.

"what?"

While exclaiming, Ning Luo's moving eyes suddenly focused, and a sound of surprise and surprise came from his mouth.

The place where Ning Luo's eyes paused happened to be in a corner of the square, where there was a figure in black.

Ning Luo frowned slightly. With his current strength, it was impossible for this familiar feeling to appear inexplicably.
While Ning Luo was puzzled, the man in black clasped his palm, and a long spear flashed out, and his figure was just shifted, which just made the former see one side of his face.

Looking at the familiar side face, Ning Luo was stunned for a moment, and finally clapped his hands violently, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Lin Yan? How did this guy appear here?"

"Now that everyone is here, let's start the competition."

On the seat, Venerable Lei saw that the audience was full, so he stopped talking, raised his head, waved his palm, and a faint voice echoed in the ears of everyone in the audience.

Following Venerable Lei's words, the atmosphere on the square suddenly became tense, and 53 gazes glanced at each other, all of which were full of guard against each other. In this chaotic situation, as long as anyone can make himself If he keeps staying, then he will be able to win the next step, but at the same time, most people know that the selection in this round is extremely harsh and cruel.

Only eight of the 53 people remained, and among the eight places, four were basically occupied by people from the four pavilions. That is to say, among the remaining 49 people, only those who could successfully stay Four people!

Selecting four out of 49, this kind of selection method, one can imagine what kind of tragic battle will break out.

Ever since he discovered Lin Yan's figure, Ning Luo's gaze had been fixed on him. With his current eyesight, he could see the latter's strength at a glance, the four-star fighting emperor.

"I didn't expect to see him after a few years, but he has reached the level of Dou Huang." Ning Luo said to himself.

"Chong!"

While Ning Luo was talking to himself, the atmosphere in the square was tense to an unbearable level, and finally someone was the first to stab the weapon in his hand towards a person not far away like lightning.

When the two fought, the tense atmosphere on the square was instantly shattered, and tyrannical grudges of different colors gushed out immediately, and then the whole square fell into complete chaos.

More than 50 strands of dou qi of the Douhuang rank almost completely permeated every corner of the square, and the tyrannical energy coercion pervaded the square, making many people feel oppressed.

On the square, fighting spirit is overflowing, and chaos is constantly spreading. At this moment, almost everyone around is an opponent and an enemy, so everyone is like a frightened bird.

As long as someone enters within a few meters of his own, the battle energy in his body will be guided by the involuntary mind, and will launch a fierce attack on the person who broke into the range.

(End of this chapter)