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After waiting for all the disciples to get the jade pieces, Beixue Xingtian said in a deep voice: "The third level is to prove the truth with martial arts. Each person will defeat the top ten with ten games in ten games, and conduct the last martial arts. The first three will get the quota of our Beixue Generals. Half a year later, our generals and troops in the Western Regions of the Northern Desert compete for the only thirty places in the Sea of ​​Injured Souls."

The disciples were silent. After half a stick of incense, Bei Xue Xingtian sat down again. The third level was to prove the Tao in martial arts. The order of martial arts was determined according to the marks on the jade pieces obtained in the individual's hands. The marks ranged from one to two hundred. The opponents of the head and tail were the opponents, and two hundred and one jade pieces, one of which was blank, was bye.

To prove the truth of life and death with martial arts is not a dispute, but an interpretation of one's own martial arts and the evolution of one's combat power. If one needs to control his strength and restrain one's hands, it is not a martial arts but a dispute. The human race lives in this vast land of wilderness, fights with the heavens and the worlds, fights with endless wild beasts, fights for survival at all times, and is always fighting for the bloody land. Only by not considering life and death can one's combat power be fully sublimated, and even breaks the shackles, breaks the shackles between life and death and then establishes.

The most important thing is that when the generals compete, they do not care about life and death. No matter how strong the talent and high understanding are, they are still very angry when they are killed by their peers. They are always protected and are not worth cultivating. Human warriors have the combat power and cultivation of life and death. The initial martial arts are born from killing.

The third level of the martial arts competition is opened, and hundreds of powerful people in the North Snow Clan are all full of blood. This is a century-old event. The young people fight to the death and reach the peak. There is another meaning in the North Snow Clan, that is, to make a master, to make a formal debut, to reach the peak of the clan, and to be qualified to enter the Western Regions of the North Snow Clan, and even the entire North Snow land. It can be regarded as a master who has finished his studies and officially debuted.

As for what kind of achievements you can achieve in the future, or whether you are bleeding from the middle of the road and die in a foreign land, it depends on your personal luck and opportunity. This is a unique qualification for the general. Generally, those who come out of the Ministry of War are not recognized as their debut. In the eyes of the real human powerhouses in the Northern Wilderness, the general is the lowest bottom line.

Of course, there are also times when young strong men in the Ministry of War have made great progress in their cultivation and combat power, which is recognized, but this is too rare and almost rare.

On the general stage, since Beixue Xingtian sat down again, all the Supreme Elders gathered their eyes, no longer as calm as before. This third level is the real big competition, using martial arts to prove the truth without considering life and death. If the first two levels are fate, then this third level is to confirm gains and losses, in order to break through again. This is the last chance to step in before the generals compete.

After a brief silence, a slender figure took steps towards the Pure White Battle Platform. This figure was...

Mu Xue!

Xiao Yi's eyes moved. Since he let go of everything and focused on the sword art that day, even Xiao Yi knew how far his true sword art cultivation had reached. However, as his steps moved, the sword that had been asleep for a long time finally began to bloom. The sword sounded in the void, and the invisible sharp aura began to fill every inch of the void. Some people from the Beixue tribe who had just entered the bone tempering realm even felt a tingling pain in their bodies. A biting cold air that was like a sword edge rose from their spine.

"What a strong sharp aura!"

"When did such a swordsman have emerged from Purgatory Peak? That's the swordsman's sharpness and mysteriousness!"

Some of the powerful Beixue tribes who had just arrived at the station do not know, but the disciples had completely remembered this ordinary woman in the previous two levels. Now it seems that the sharpness she showed before was only the tip of the iceberg.

As Mu Xue stepped on, there was also a disciple who was walking on the steps of the second level of the earth. He was a disciple with a dragon walking on the tiger and a calm breath. He had been on the Purgatory Peak for 60 years and was a true veteran. If he had been in another ten years, he would have been over a hundred years old and was not qualified to enter the generals and fight again.

"Hanzine! He once entered the top ten in the second level of the earth. He had the cultivation of the sixth level of heavenly tribulation in his early years. He mastered a powerful palm technique. His palm name was Hanyang, which had the power of cold yang covering the sun. He could also rank in the top ten among many military tactics in the clan."

"Although this woman is strong, she cannot be a match for Hanzhi. Now Hanzhi has at least the seventh level of heavenly tribulation, and it may not be known that she has condensed her fighting soul."

Some disciples exchanged their will, not because Mu Xue was too weak, but because Han Zine was too famous. This is the gap between time and time, and there is not enough time for everyone to make a judgment.

Ten breaths later, the two of them stepped onto the battle stage almost at the same time. The green jade flakes on their bodies appeared in the air and appeared in front of everyone. There were a mark and two hundred marks on the jade flakes.

Hanzin looked at Mu Xue, who was thousands of feet away, and Wufeng was automatically in the ice-blue battle suit. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said coldly: "If you don't want to be injured, go on your own. Don't think that if you have the chance to get lucky, you can soar into the sky. I had the same idea back then, but it gradually settled down. No one here lacks luck. It is absolutely impossible to take the opportunity to get to power."

Mu Xue was silent, her expression was calm, like a quiet pool, deep and cold. Facing Han Zi's cold gaze, she said lightly: "Are you finished talking?"

Um?

Hanzhi raised his eyebrows: "You really want me to take action. It seems that you are not giving up. Okay, I will let you see my strength, but it is too late for you to retreat now. I will let you try to suffer. This is the pain that young people must experience!"

boom!

In an instant, a powerful aura burst out from Hanzine's body. This aura shattered the vacuum, and the powerful battle aura fluctuated in an instant to cover the entire battle platform. Cold air was everywhere, with a bone-broken coldness.

"The Eighth Heaven of Soul-Merging!"

"It is not about experiencing the eighth level of heavenly tribulation, but about the cultivation level of the eighth level of soul-melting heaven."

Many powerful people from the Beixue tribe exclaimed. They could feel that the yang harmony aura emitted from Hanzine at all times. This yang harmony aura is not the first yang breath that has survived the eighth level of heavenly tribulation, but a pure yang energy condensed by the war soul and naturally emitted, which is not comparable to the scattered soul thoughts.

roar!

A majestic and grand roar sounded, and from behind Hanzine, a cold white giant python condensed from the void. The giant python was like a psychic, with human-like emotions flashing in its ice-blue eyes, and this gaze was also like Hanzine, which belonged to him.

"The Ice Xuan Python, it turns out that it is an observation and reference to such a five-star wild beast, comparable to the powerful person in the Kaitian Realm of our human race."

"It is the upper-level war soul. It seems that Hanzine's martial arts will is also very important. I just don't know if it condensed the war soul clone, and a few more paths have been condensed. Even if it is only 60% of its original cultivation, with the eighth level of soul fusion, it is enough to suppress all the seventh level of warriors."

On the Qianzhang Battle Platform, Hanzin showed a proud look on his face, and then sneered: "I won't bully you. I just condensed a fighting soul clone. If you can catch his three moves, I will spare your life."

call out!

Immediately, a cold white python that was only half its size swam out. At the same time, a huge war energy differentiated from Hanzine's body, and beside it, a war soul clone condensed and formed.

He also has a war soul, but his cultivation aura is weaker than the cold zine. This war soul clone is just like the cold zine. It is just like the cold zine. It is the cold qi all over the body, and the body also presents an ice crystal-like color. After all, it is not a real body. Despite this, the powerful war energy fluctuations are still shocking. This is the war soul clone of a strong man in the Soul-Merging Realm. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the war soul clone, the higher the level of the war soul clone, and the higher the cultivation level of the war soul clone, the higher the cultivation level of the war soul clone.

However, even though Hanzine showed a powerful cultivation aura, Mu Xue's expression was still indifferent when the battle soul clone. Hanzine's eyes turned cold and she said coldly: "Okay!"

Rumble!

The battle soul clone belonging to the Hanzhi stepped and stepped out one step, and the battle air like frost roared out, as if it turned into a torrent of ice and snow. He suddenly slapped out with his palm, and his five fingers were like icicles, covering a void, and grabbed Mu Xue in the sky. The frost palm was circling in the palm of his palm, gathering into a frost sun.

"The first move of Hanyang Palm, Hanyang is about to appear!"
Chapter completed!