The ninth and twenty-ninth chapter of the second round

Xiao Fan and Guan Xiaoqi recovered for the first time, picking up the jade card in their hands, as if they were waiting for something.

"The first round of Taibi is over. Now everyone follows the instructions of the jade card to enter the place where the second round of Taibi is located." A faint voice sounded.

"The first round is over so soon?" Guan Xiaoqi asked in amazement, but he was relieved after thinking about it. This place was originally small and it was easy to meet other people.

There are more than 18,000 people, it is easy to eliminate half of them, just like Xiao Fan, he doesn't know how many killed.

"Quiet." Xiao Fan made a silent gesture, staring at the jade card that was still blooming with brilliance.

"In the second round of the Grand Competition, you will see 108 peaks when you pass through the ghost caves. From now on, those who occupy the 108 peaks in half a month will advance to the third round."

The voice continued to sound, Xiao Fan's expression condensed slightly, and more than 9,000 people were eliminated in the first round, and the elimination rate was considered high.

But in the second round, 9,000 people competed for 108 places. The competition was a bit scary.

Although he didn't know where the Netherworld Ghost Cave was, it faintly gave him an extraordinary feeling that it was not easy to pass.

Moreover, even if you pass the Nether Ghost Cave and arrive at the so-called 108 Peaks, you will have to face the challenges of other monks. Only those who still occupy the 108 Peaks can be successfully promoted after half a month.

After a short while, Xiao Fan came back to his senses, his eyes were attracted by an arrow on the jade plate, and he didn't need to think about it. The arrow pointed to the direction of the ghost cave.

"Darkwing, do you know what that Netherworld Ghost Cave is?" Xiao Fan said in a congealed voice.

"I’m not very clear, but I heard that 40% of the people who enter it will die inside, 30% will go crazy, the other 30% can pass, and those who pass will gain a lot. Most of them will directly break through a small realm." An Yi shook his head.

He is the assassin of Yan Luo Mansion, and he is not particularly clear about the Southern Territory Competition of Wushuang Holy City. Of course, this time he has also inquired a lot of information in order to enter the ancient land of killing and hunt down Xiao Fan.

It's just that in his opinion, killing Xiao Fan didn't need to enter the second round, so he didn't know a lot of information, but he didn't expect it to fall into Xiao Fan's hands in the end.

"According to you, the person who will eventually pass the second round is almost less than 3,000." Xiao Fan touched his chin.

He had heard the fat man say that the Southern Territory Big Bi was cruel, but it was better than Xiao Fan had imagined, at least it was not as cruel as the Trial of Killing the King.

"Yes, in the end there should be three thousand people competing for 108 places." An Yi nodded.

"Lao San, Xiao Qi, you go first, and I will follow up later!" Just as Xiao Fan looked at the battlefield between the Fatty and the Amethyst Thunder Beast, the Fatty yelled.

"Second brother, let's help you solve it before leaving." Guan Xiaoqi worried.

"Don't worry, he can't kill me. It's been a long time since I have had such a hearty battle. You don't need to intervene." The fat man refused directly.

Guan Xiaoqi was about to say something, but was interrupted by Xiao Fan: "Second, you come back and follow!"

"Little five, let's go."

Before Guan Xiaoqi refused, Xiao Fan took He Chu Fan and flew away, and he could clearly feel the fat man's spirit power aura growing stronger.

Perhaps, for the fat man, it doesn't make much sense for him to compete for the Southern Territory Tournament. Participating in the Southern Territory Tournament and fighting against a group of masters means learning from each other to become stronger?

Among the people in this Southern Territory Competition, not many people will be stronger than the Amethyst Thunder Beast. Fatty fights the Amethyst Thunder Beast, and his strength will definitely improve quickly.

The blood of the war clan, only by fighting can it exert its true strength, but these days, the fat man's wildness has been suppressed, so the advancement of the cultivation base is relatively slow.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xiao Fan believes in the strength of Fatty.

Dark Wing and Guan Xiaoqi hesitated for a while, and finally followed, only the battle between Fatty and the Amethyst Thunder Beast continued.

Just as Xiao Fan and the others were approaching the Nether Ghost Cave under the guidance of the arrow on the jade card, dozens of hundreds of figures were lurking in the ancient forest not far from where the fat man and the amethyst thunder beast were fighting.

At this time, a black shadow quickly flew high in the sky and dived into the ancient forest.

"Master, Gongsunye was really killed by Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan and Guan Xiaoqi had already left, leaving only the fat Nangong Xiaoxiao fighting with an eighth-order amethyst thunder beast." A black shadow flashed out. On the branch of a big tree, kneeling respectfully in front of a young man in black.

If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely recognize that the young man in black was the lonely long wind who had escaped before.

"Nangong Xiaoxiao?!" Dugu Changfeng's eyes were extremely cold, and he said coldly: "Everyone is slowly approaching, don't let the fat man run away, he will die with the amethyst thunder beast, if not, just wait. They both lose and kill him, anyway, no matter what means they use, they will kill him for me."

"Yes, Master!" The crowd nodded at the same time, and then they turned into black shadows and disappeared in the ancient forest.

In an instant, only Dugu Changfeng and four men in black were left in the forest. The aura radiating from the four of them were in the middle and late stages of the War Emperor Realm, and their strength was not low.

"Xiao Fan, I can't kill you, but your brother, I can kill you at will. If you are to blame, I will blame you for offending me. This fat man is the first one." Dugu smiled sullenly and grinningly.

Dugu Changfeng had already seen the scene of killing Fatty in his mind, and his expression grew colder.

More than a dozen miles away, the fat man still fought fiercely with the amethyst thunder beast, and the fat man was collapsed by the amethyst thunder beast again and again, and got up again and again.

The white robe was covered with blood stains, but he didn't care at all. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to hit the Amethyst Thunder Beast until he couldn't stand up.

With the passage of time, the golden thunder electric flame on his body became more and more condensed, similar to Xiao Fan's killing armor, and it was able to play a certain defensive role.

The amethyst thunder beast on the opposite side became more and more frightened as it fought, and its heart was also very unstable. The fat man's momentum became more and more fierce, and his fighting will became stronger and stronger.

There are already several pieces of scales shattered on it, and purple blood is flowing out. Although the strength of the fat man is not lost to him, the strength seems to be its nemesis.

Normally, its proud defense is nothing at all in front of the fat man. For the first time in so many years, it has been beaten by amethyst armor.

"Come again." The fat man laughed wildly. He gasped, his face covered with blood, and he looked very hideous.

After fighting for so long, his soul power consumption was extremely serious. If it hadn't been supported by the fighting will, he would have fallen.

"Roar!" The Amethyst Thunder Beast roared, and it lost its previous momentum. Obviously, it also suffered serious injuries. It paced in the air, staring at the fat man coldly.

It doesn't understand why this human monk is so powerful, you know, it's still two levels higher than the opponent, even if it has a physical problem, it can easily beat him.

However, as an amethyst thunder beast, it has its own arrogance and will not be frightened by a human monk.

Suddenly, the amethyst thunder beast moved again, slaying the fat man with the momentum of thunder, and his domineering claws slammed down from the void, wanting to kill the fat man with one blow.

"Looking for death!" At this moment, the fat man moved suddenly, raising the Zhantian halberd high, and slamming down.