Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

Under the ring

"You... mean!"

With blood and broken teeth in your mouth, horse like a dragon is angry Gossamer, his face was full of anger.

After all, he is a dignified Mid-Conjuction Realm 2nd layer Martial Artist. He is also considered an expert in the tyrants. However, he was hit by Fei Ren. It was undoubtedly a shame. In addition, Fei Ren shot. The speed is so fast that it is hard to avoid.

"If you lose, you lose. If you are not convinced, you can try again, but Young Master can't guarantee that you will survive..."

With an unwilling horse like a dragon, Fei Ren raised his mouth, revealing a mocking look.

Originally, he was not a believable man. There are not only eight hundred lives in his hands but also one thousand. There are even more Martial Artists swallowed by Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron.

If it weren’t for being in the Qingyang Arena right now, with a lot of people, and not wanting to expose the secret and true strength of Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron, Fei Ren would have kept his hands, otherwise he would have Just slap the horse like a dragon in front of you with a palm, instead of hitting it hard.

"Asshole! Damn it!"

Although the chest is full of anger, Fei Ren's strength is indeed far above him. At this time, horse like a dragon is not only a mouthpiece. There is no other way.

"Fei Ren wins the sixth game!"

Although the horse like a dragon is still foul-mouthed, it speaks quickly, but the gray-clothed servant in charge of the referee next to him But he didn't stand up. He stretched out his hand and waved, and several staff members rushed out of the passageway next to him, and then carried the seriously injured horse like a dragon down.

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"It's another seckill, so it seems that this Fei Ren is going to hit ten consecutive victories..."

"Hey, is this kid going to break the Qingyang Arena record..."

"It should be impossible...As far as I know, Qingyang has been in the past two decades. The strongest record in the arena is fifteen consecutive victories. The record holder is Feng Wumen’s sect master Feng Buqun. He is High Star Realm powerhouse..."

See Fei Ren in On the ring, one man holds the pass, blocking ten-thousand invincible posture. At this time, everyone on the battle stage is also discussing spiritedly. Most of them are loose cultivators and dignitaries from Body Refinement Realm, but there are also some Mid- Martial Artist of Conjuction Realm seems to be equally shocked by Fei Ren's strength.

.....

In the Qingyang Arena, fierce battles are still going on, and apart from Fei Ren, which is somewhat deserted, the other arenas are in a battle. Frenzy, the defeated Martial Artist from time to time was bombarded out of the stage, reduced to a corpse, blood splattered on the spot.

After another hour, Fei Ren still stood quietly in the middle of the ring, no one could beat him, and his winning streak record has been maintained.

"The seventh game, Fei Ren wins!"

"The eighth game, Fei Ren wins!"

......

"The ninth game, Fei Ren wins!"

At this time, the gray-clothed servant in charge of the referee was already shocked by some numb, and his voice gradually became stiff.

No way, Fei Ren’s strength is too terrifying. No matter what the opponent’s cultivation base is, he will eventually leave the field with a disastrous defeat. Some of the more unlucky guys can’t even stand Fei Ren’s hand and are killed on the spot. Among them are the experts of Mid-Conjuction Realm 4th layer!

"This kid is really a freak. He obviously only has the cultivation base of Mid-Conjuction Realm. Even Mid-Conjuction Realm 4th layer Martial Artist is not its opponent. How does this guy cultivation? .... Is he really a loose cultivator?!" Not far from the arena, I saw Xiahouba both hands crossed near chest, standing quietly in a corner of a high platform, with a shocked expression , The look towards Fei Ren below is also full of incredible, as if watching a monster.

"It's no wonder King Jin Your Majesty wants to win over this kid. It seems that my information is not accurate..."

It seems that I remembered something, Xia Houba's mouth showed a touch With an inexplicable smile, the next moment turned and disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

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In the ring, I waited again. Time it takes to burn a stick of incense. Seeing no one came forward to challenge, Fei Ren also browses slightly wrinkle, at the same time looked towards the gray-clothed little boy on the side

"Is there no one?"

"Heroes, there are no challengers in the silver ring here...."

Seeing the gaze projected by Fei Ren, the little man in grey clothes is like a big enemy. He immediately turned out the roster in his arms and looked up and down, then his face was helplessly said, and his tone became a little cowering, as if For fear that Fei Ren will get angry.

After all, Fei Ren's strength is too exaggerated. Few people who can walk through the five moves in his hands are either seriously injured or killed. The remaining challengers are all scared to other arenas. , Don't dare provoke him at all.

"Really no one?!"

Hearing this, Fei Ren was also a little surprised. Now he has won nine consecutive victories, and he is only one game away to reach a ten-game winning streak. .

According to the rules of Qingyang Arena, there is a big gap between the rewards of nine-game winning streak and ten-game winning streak. Although the nine-game winning streak can also enter the Hundred Treasures Pavilion and choose a treasure, the essence stone reward is finally obtained. But only half, just like five consecutive victories, as long as ten consecutive victories or more are achieved, all essence stone rewards can be obtained!

"Let me go! This way, Young Master, I have not played so many games in vain, blood loss!"

Thinking of this, Fei Ren's face suddenly became a little blue and ugly.

"Heroes, that...If you still want to continue playing, you can also be promoted to the Golden Ring, and the winning streak is not interrupted..."

See Fei Ren's face changed, and the gray-clothed servant on the side was also trembling in his throat, and then weakly reminded him, as if he could see Fei Ren's thoughts.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!"

tone barely fell, Fei Ren's face was stagnant. "You didn't ask either..." The gray-clothed servant scratched his head and smiled dryly.

"Then you will help me get promoted to the Golden Ring!"

Just like the face change of Sichuan Opera, Fei Ren is overjoyed again, opened the mouth and said.

In a short while, under the leadership of the little man in gray, Fei Ren also came to the center of the entire Qingyang Arena, where there is an incomparable gigantic arena, and the entire arena floor is made of solid The granite casting is strong enough to withstand the impact of Essence Power below High Star Realm, and it is rare in value.

"That Fei Ren has been promoted to the golden ring! Is he really going to hit the ten-game winning streak?!"

"However, Mid-Conjuction Realm's first cultivation base has hit the silver all over the world. Invincible in the ring, this kid is even more powerful than the Iron Fist Gu Yun before..."

"It's really a talented person from generation to generation, except for Ziyang Chamber of Commerce and Fengwumen, didn't 't expect our Azure Yang County has also produced such a genius Martial Artist..."

On the high stage of the arena, I saw Fei Ren coming to the competition arena in the center. A voice of surprise came out, followed by endless discussions, group voices were noisy, and the atmosphere in the arena once again came to a climax.

"Golden Ring, the tenth game, Fei Ren vs. Sun Xingtai!"

The voice of the gray-clothed young man came out again. Next moment Fei Ren also jumped onto the ring, and at the same time Stand steadily.

"Is this guy my opponent..."

Lightly spits out one mouthful of impure air, Fei Ren raised his eyes and looked towards the opposite side of the ring, only one The thin, slender black haired youth is drinking mellow wine, the bottle gourd in his hand is raised high, and the sallow face reveals a trace of drunkenness. At this moment, his eyes are drooping, as if a drunkard who has not yet sobered, makes people unprepared. heart of.