"The simple competition is not meaningful, right?" When Ma Long came to a life and death platform, he looked at Fang Yi and said, "It's better for us to add some lottery. Whoever loses? The other party's storage bag is the winner. What do you think?"

Ma Long glanced at the two people behind Fang Yi. He was afraid that Fang Yi would hand over his storage bag to others before he came to the stage. In this way, even if he killed the other party, he would not get Fang Yi's storage bag. There was no benefit, so Ma Long naturally would not do it.

"Okay, my storage bag is on my body. If you have the ability, just take it." Fang Yi nodded when he heard this. He had already seen the person's thoughts.

"Okay, I will leave my life for you when you go on the road." Ma Long pointed to the Life and Death Platform and said, "As long as we inject spiritual power, we can go up."

Fang Yi and Ma Long respectively injected spiritual power into the Life and Death Platform. A light curtain suddenly rose around the Life and Death Platform. This light curtain is a rain shield to prevent the spiritual power of cultivators from escaping from fighting in Life and Death Platform.

Seeing the light curtain of the Life and Death Platform light up, a group of cultivators immediately rushed around. Although there were many life and death platforms in the city, there were not always fighting. At this time, it was the time for cultivators in the city to bet on winning or losing.

"How come you are a mid-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage?" Seeing Fang Yi's cultivation level on the platform, the cultivators around were speechless. Cultivators who could survive in the sea of ​​chaos were undoubtedly fighting for a long time. The gap in realm was like a natural barrier, and very few people could challenge the level.

It was not a battle at the same level, which immediately reduced the interest of the cultivators around. No one thought Fang Yi could win, so naturally no one opened the bet.

"Die." After getting on the life and death stage, Ma Long basically had no nonsense, and a three-foot flying sword came into the air.

Fang Yi's body remained motionless, and he also controlled his natal flying sword to block it. The two flying swords collided with each other in the air, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

"What are Fang Yi doing? You should kill this guy with one sword quickly." The little devil was anxious and talked to Long Wanda with a divine sense.

"Didn't you see so many cultivators around you watching? Fang Yi doesn't want to expose too much strength." Long Wanda said.

But even so, Fang Yi, a cultivator in the mid-stage foundation building stage, was already surprised by many people in the audience, and some even shouted that the bets would open, asking Fang Yi to win.

Fang Yi drove the flying sword and fought with Ma Long for a while, and then seized a gap. The speed of the flying sword suddenly doubled and pierced Ma Long's dantian.

"impossible."

Ma Long's dantian was pierced by a flying sword, and his spiritual power was leaking wildly. He couldn't believe that he would be defeated by a mid-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage, but immediately afterwards, Fang Yi's natal flying sword quickly magnified in front of his eyes, and his eyebrows were penetrated, and his consciousness and spiritual consciousness were instantly broken, and he fell.

Fang Yi casually put away Ma Long's storage bag, swept his spiritual sense and found that there were more than a hundred top-grade spirit stones in it. Although it was not many, it was better than nothing.

"It was the late stage of foundation building, so I was too careless." The crowd of people watching from the life and death stage suddenly became turbulent. The killing of the higher level in Red Brown City has not happened, but the probability is very small.

"That young man seemed to have practiced some kind of masterful sword-controlling method, so that he could find the flaw and kill the late-stage cultivator of the foundation-building stage in one fell swoop."

"The middle stage of foundation building can kill the late stage of foundation building, and it is a dignified and head-on battle. This young man should not be underestimated."

When everyone looked at Fang Yi again, there was a serious look in their eyes, and no one continued to challenge. Fang Yi had already proved his strength in front of everyone.

Ma Long died, the light curtain around the Life and Death Platform disappeared, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed, but Fang Yi's appearance was engraved in their minds.

At the same time, in the secret room of a mansion in Red Brown City, a white-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhang Heng, come in." The old man said.

"Master of the Island." The door of the secret room opened, and the cultivator named Zhang Heng bowed and walked in.

"Look at this." The island owner waved his hand and a light curtain appeared in the air. The battle between Fang Yi and Ma Long just returned on the light curtain.

"This young man's sword technique is good." Zhang Heng commented: "With this sword technique, it is very good to kill ordinary late-stage foundation building with a higher level."

"Is it just good?" the city lord smiled and said, "Why do I think this young man still hides his strength."

"If you have any hidden strength, just find someone to try it. I will make arrangements now." Zhang Heng bowed and said withdrew.

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"It seems that the five unlucky people we killed outside the city today were probably blackmailed by people like Ma Long." Fang Yi and the little devil king Longwangda found an inn to live in. In the room, Fang Yi arranged a formation to isolate his spiritual sense and voice.

The cultivation of the five cultivators is definitely the lowest among the late-stage cultivators of the foundation building stage. If they are threatened in this way, they might really choose to lose money and avoid disasters. This led to the fact that there was no spiritual stone on their bodies in the end, and they did not even have the right to survive on Red Brown Island. They had to go outside the city to rob.

"These people are really shameless," said the little devil: "I'll just converge my breath to the early stage of foundation building tomorrow to see if I've challenged me. Then I'll clean up one."

"You kill the late stage of foundation building. Do you think you are not famous enough?" Fang Yi glanced at the little devil and said, "I have to fight with that Ma Long for dozens of moves, and finally won the life-and-death battle with my moves. I'm still afraid of causing trouble."

"Then you just pretend to be a half-step golden elixir? I guess no one dares to challenge you." said the little devil.

"The breath-catching technique is not a disguise technique. My true cultivation and realm can be seen by the Jindan stage practitioner at a glance."

Speaking of this, Fang Yi was depressed. The breath-catching technique was passed to the little devil himself. But now, no matter whether the little devil turned into a human form or converged his breath, even the middle-stage Jindan cultivator could not see through it. Instead, he used the breath-catching technique himself, and his true cultivation level was fully exposed in front of the golden elixir cultivator.

"You humans have too complicated ideas." The little devil scratched his head and said.

"Hmm?" Fang Yi suddenly frowned and took out the crystal card. At this time, in addition to recording time, a number flashed at the corners: 1.

This means that Fang Yi won a life-and-death battle.

But at this time, a person's appearance and name suddenly flashed on the crystal card, and the number of the Life and Death Platform also appeared. This means that the other party has chosen the Life and Death Platform and is waiting for Fang Yi to accept the challenge.

"Liu Zongming?" Fang Yi showed the crystal card in his palm to Long Wanda and the little devil in his palm, and said, "I haven't heard of this person at all."

"Reject." Fang Yi's spiritual sense sank into the crystal card, rejecting the challenge.

"Buzz." Before Fang Yi could take it back, a trembling sound came from the crystal card again. His appearance and name had not changed, but it was Liu Zongming.

"Go and pass it over." Long Wanda also smiled helplessly.

"That's all."

Fang Yi said: "If you refuse again, you probably will continue to send a challenge. What Fang Yi can't understand is that he has never heard of the name Liu Zongming. He has just arrived at Red Brown Island and should not offend anyone. If you say that Ma Long wanted to blackmail the spirit stone because he saw that he was low in cultivation, he wanted to blackmail the spirit stone, but Liu Zongming sent a challenge without even saying hello, which makes him a little confused.

"I guess it's possible that the onlookers saw you killing Ma Long and got his storage bag. It's because you won so hard that he wanted to win Ma Long's storage bag away." The little devil king analyzed seriously: "So I suggest you kill Liu Zongming in a crushing manner as soon as you come up. I guess no one will cause trouble for you again."

Fang Yi glared at the little devil, pushed open the door and walked out, and asked, "Are you going?"

"Go, of course." The little devil stood up and followed Fang Yi out of the inn with Long Wanda.

On the 13th arena, Liu Zongming inputs spiritual power and sits on the life and death stage to calmly regulate his breathing, suppressing the excitement in his heart. He is already dead, but unexpectedly, a glimmer of hope suddenly comes.

Originally, after Liu Zongming arrived at Red Brown Island, he had always followed the rules of Red Brown Island, but he didn't know when he offended people. When walking on the street, there would always be early-stage cultivators coming to provoke, either challenging the provocation or insulting in the street.

In the end, Liu Zongming couldn't bear it anymore and took action to kill a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. As a result, he was arrested by the island master in the name of provoking trouble and was waiting for the execution of the death penalty. Only in prison did Liu Zongming realize that his imprisonment was probably related to the island master.

After figuring this level, Liu Zongming, who had no hope, could only wait for death slowly, but today he was suddenly raised by Zhang Heng, the island master's confidant, asking him to challenge a mid-stage foundation-building cultivator. As long as he wins, he will be free.

After confirming that he was challenging a mid-stage cultivator in the foundation building, Liu Zongming was also excited. His strength was considered a strong man among the late-stage cultivators in the foundation building stage, let alone a mid-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage.

Although Zhang Heng had informed Liu Zongming that Fang Yi had killed Ma Long with his sharp sword technique, Liu Zongming still had the confidence to win the battle and win this glimmer of hope.

Fang Yi, Long Wanda, the little devil came to the 13th arena and saw Liu Zongming sitting cross-legged on the life and death stage. Fang Yi did not hesitate anymore and entered the life and death stage to enter the spiritual power of the life and death stage.

"You are Liu Zongming?" Fang Yi asked, "Why should I challenge me?"

Liu Zongming opened his eyes, stood up and said, "I saw the battle between you and Ma Long, so I wanted to challenge him."

Fang Yiwei narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment: "There was no you among the crowd around him at that time."

"Those are not important." Liu Zongming said: "You should just treat it as an excuse."

Liu Zongming said, a long gray-black knife appeared, and pointed at Fang Yi from a distance, and drank it in his mouth: "Go."

The long gray-black sword slashed horizontally and vertically, and the two sword lights crossed into a cross to slash Fang Yi.

"Break." Fang Yi's natal flying sword flew out, broke through the cross sword light, and flew Liu Zongming's long sword with the flow, and Fang Yi's natal flying sword flew backwards.

"Come again." Liu Zongming's long sword cut through the sky and stabbed Fang Yi's dantian. Fang Yi's natural flying sword came forward, and the swords collided, making a "dou" sound.

The flying sword and the long sword flew and collided under the control of the two. In this battle, Fang Yi vaguely gained the upper hand with his exquisite sword skills.

"Kill!" Suddenly, Liu Zongming roared, and the gray-black sword no longer fought with Fang Yi's flying sword, but slashed directly towards Fang Yi. Fang Yi's natal flying sword seemed to be faster, turning into a silver light and shooting towards Liu Zongming.

"Huh?" Liu Zongming was shocked. The other party's flying sword was a little faster than his long sword. He quickly gathered all his spiritual power to resist, and his spiritual sense controlled the gray-black long sword to continue slashing towards Fang Yi.

In Liu Zongming's opinion, the sword of a middle-level foundation-building cultivator is enough to rely solely on spiritual power. However, when Fang Yi's natal flying sword seemed to penetrate his chest without any obstacles, Liu Zongming finally understood that he had miscalculated the other party's strength, but he didn't understand why a middle-level foundation-building cultivator could have such strong strength.

Fang Yi's flying sword penetrated Liu Zongming's chest, then flew backwards, penetrated through the back of Liu Zongming's head, flew out from the middle of his eyebrows, completely destroying Liu Zongming's sea of ​​consciousness and spiritual consciousness.

"It turns out that this is also a dead end." Before Liu Zongming died, he realized that waiting for him was never life.

As soon as Liu Zongming died, the gray-black sword lost its spiritual support and fell to the place. Fang Yi then picked it up and threw it into the Juntian Cauldron. He picked up Liu Zongming's storage bag. His spiritual sense swept over. Fang Yi shook his head helplessly, and it was empty again.

Fang Yi looked back and thought, he had killed many people recently. In addition to Du Jun's half-step cultivator, only Ma Long had spirit stones on his body, and his luck was really bad.

"A cultivator in the late stage of foundation building died?"

Some of the onlookers in the audience seemed to be unable to believe that as cultivators, they could naturally see that Liu Zongming's strength was good among late-stage cultivators in foundation building, but they were killed by a middle-stage cultivator in foundation building, which made them a little difficult to accept. Even if Fang Yi's sword technique was a little more agile, he could not ignore the gap in realm.

"It's not too surprising." One of the cultivators said: "He has killed a late-stage foundation building stage just now."

"What? What do you mean is that he has killed two late-stage cultivators in the foundation building stage?"

"Yes, I watched that battle, too."

"I didn't expect that someone could go above the level to kill the enemy." The cultivator shook his head and sighed.

In the secret room of the Red Brown Island Island Lord’s mansion, the island owner was admiring the scene of Fang Yi and Liu Zongming fighting. The island owner nodded with satisfaction and said, “How about it, I just said that he still has hidden strength. I guess his strength is more than that. I will arrange another game and arrange it for his two companions at the same time.”

"Lord of the Island, do you want to..." Zhang Heng seemed to suddenly understand something and said.

The island owner waved his hand and said, "We must also see how strong they are. The challenge is arranged to be held at the No. 9 Life and Death Platform, where no one is watching, and there is a formation that isolates the spiritual sense to explore. Let me see what level he is at for giving his all."

"Where is the opponent?" Zhang Heng said: "Liu Zongming is considered to be among the late-stage cultivators of foundation building."

"I remember there was a man named Chen Nan in the prison, so let's just him." The island owner said lightly.

"Chen Nan?" Zhang Heng was silent for a moment and asked, "Island Master, I don't have the strength of a half-step golden elixir, but I can't deal with Chen Nan, right?"

"If you can't pass Chen Nan's level, it will have no effect on me, just do as you do." said the island master.

"Yes." Zhang Heng bowed and left.

After killing Liu Zongming, Fang Yi and the little devil of Long Wanda returned to the inn. Not long after, Fang Yi's crystal card trembled again.

At the same time, Long Wanda and the little devil's crystal card also trembled at the same time.

The little devil said with an excited look on his face: "Since someone thought of me."

"Chen Nan? Another person I haven't heard of." Fang Yi couldn't help looking at Long Wanda and the little devil's crystal card. They were all unfamiliar names. On the morning of the next day, the numbers of the Life and Death Platform were also nine."

"It seems that we have been targeted by someone." Fang Yi shook his head helplessly.

"No. 9 Life and Death Platform?" Long Wanda said: "This Life and Death Platform seems to be different from other Life and Death Platforms."

"How is it different?" the little devil asked with a little excitement in his tone.

"The No. 9 Life and Death Platform is set up indoors, with a formation that isolates vision, spiritual consciousness and voice." Long Wanda said in a deep voice.

"So, this is simply tailor-made for us." said the little devil.
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