The Huo Tianjun came in person, which shows that the Nantianmen still attaches great importance to this selection competition.

Many people's eyes flashed with infinite yearning. For them, if they can stand out in the selection of heavenly soldiers, it would simply mean that a chance to turn things around has come.

The Fire Heavenly Lord had already practiced to the great perfection of the Immortal Lord five thousand four hundred years ago. His flame power was already superb, and he could even evaporate the planet with a wave of his hand.

Among the evaluations of the older generation of strong men thousands of years ago, many people think that he has the possibility of impacting the position of the Immortal Emperor. Despite this, the power of the flame he practiced is too extreme, which damages his immortal roots and makes him no longer have the opportunity to impact the position of the Immortal Lord. However, as time accumulates, his flame power is becoming more and more terrifying.

Huo Tianjun just glanced at the dense crowd and spoke briefly to announce the elimination rules. The strong people in the fairy world are respected, and this is even more so in the selection of the Nantianmen, and everything is spoken with strength.

The large-scale duel of 5,000 people began quickly. Since the square had been blessed by the magic power of the Eighteen Immortals, it did not collapse.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, most people were eliminated, and in the end, only more than a thousand people were left to enter the final competition.

Among these more than 100 people, nearly two hundred are masters in the Immortal Lord Realm, and the others are also in the late stage of Xuanxian and the Great Perfection of Xuanxian. They are all very skilled, and some even have understood the power of extremely rare types of laws.

The more than a thousand people were divided into ten groups to confront each other, with one hundred and thirty-two people in each group.

This means that each group has to compete for sixty-six games, because six games will be played at the same time for different venues. Therefore, in fact, each group only has eleven rounds.

Liu Feng made a appearance in the fifth round of the first group.

In the first and second rounds before him, both the Immortal-level opponents were against the Xuanxian-level opponents. There was no suspense, and the winner was decided almost instantly.

But what surprised Liu Feng a little was that the two immortals who took action seemed very low-key and stopped when they saw it. They did not use their harsh moves to kill people.

From entering the fairy world, this fairy world gave Liu Feng the impression that the strong are prey on the weak and the fittest survive, but the attitudes of these two immortals made him feel a little different.

The third game was a battle between two Xuanxian Great Perfection cultivators.

The sword wearing a square scarf and a white robe held a magic sword engraved with the stars' reversal runes. The sword moves were very open and closed, with a strong aura. He was obviously a sword cultivator who practiced Confucian swordsmanship, and the other was a big man of five or three thick. The man was carrying a mountain knife on his back, and the sword was extremely heavy. The two were fighting hard at this time.

"But Wang, you'd better give up. You're no match for me." The man wearing a square scarf swept your heavy mountain-cut sword with a sword, and said in a light tone.

"Sour Scholar, it's not too late to beat the knife in my hand first and then brag!" The man, who was called Wang Butcher, turned red when he heard the other party's words, and his sword became even more fierce.

Before this king's butcher had achieved the immortal path in his early years, he was really a butcher in the mundane world. Later, by chance, he ascended to the Tao. He even realized the thirty-six ways of slaughtering swords and created a mountain-cutting sword as a magic weapon according to the shape of his slaughtering knife he used to slaughter livestock.

Among magic weapons, this mountain-cutting sword is definitely not a high-quality product, and can even be said to be a poor quality product with rough workmanship, but its advantage lies in its strong momentum and extreme hardness, which is simply irresistible to ordinary people.

Using this mountain-cutting knife to use the slaughter knife technique is quite powerful, but it is extremely ugly and ugly.

The white-robed sword cultivator laughed, stopped talking, and continued to fight with the butcher Wang.

The white-robed sword cultivator and Wang Butcher had had many competitions before, and each time he steadily gained the upper hand. Although Wang Butcher's slaughter knife skills have made some progress recently, he also has his tricks that have not been used yet.

The two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, and finally he was impatient. He shook the long sword of the star in his hand, and led the power of the star above the nine heavens, poured it into the long sword, and blasted towards the butcher Wang.

What the butcher Wang knew was just some crop poses. Although they had brute force, they could not resist this attack produced by the power of the heavenly way. With a roar, he still fell out from afar, and threw a dog into a big hole in the ground. If the square had not been blessed by the magic power of the eighteen immortals, a great rift would have been smashed out.

"Ha, butcher Wang, you should be convinced now. I will be a heavenly soldier in the future. I will be a tribute to me when I see you in the future." The white-robed sword cultivator won the opponent and was in a good mood, laughing.

The butcher Wang stood up with an unlucky look on his face and left cursingly.

"This butcher Wang is a weirdo. If you are lucky, you may not have no chance to meet a weaker opponent." Liu Feng said in his heart.

The fourth round of the game was carried out among two cultivators, one fat and one thin.

The fat man held a black stick in his hand, which didn't look like a high-level magic weapon. He probably didn't know where to buy inferior products. It can be said that even the magic weapon of those cultivators in the fairyland was much better than the stick in his hand.

The fat man looked vulgar and had a small beard on his chin. He walked onto the field, clasped his fists at the people around him, and laughed a few times.

At this time, his opponent also walked up and stopped less than ten meters away from him. His opponent's figure was completely opposite to him. He was a thin man, and he was like a bamboo pole, thin and tall, unlike the fat man who liked to make obscene laughs. The thin man's face was cold and he stared at the fat man with a chilled look, as if he was staring at an enemy who had not seen for many years. Indeed, for anyone who inspires to enter the heavenly soldiers, there is no big difference between the stumbling blocks that block the front and the enemy.

What was slightly surprising was that the weapon in his hand turned out to be an oversized rifle!

Liu Feng, who was watching next to him, was stunned to see this. Judging from his appearance, this gun was almost exactly the same as what he used when he was in the wilderness of the Moon Realm. This kind of gun does have huge lethality against some natives and ordinary mutant creatures in the low-level plane wilderness of the Moon Realm, but when dealing with immortals, it is impossible to even touch the other party's hair.

But after a closer look, he soon discovered the difference between the gun. Liu Feng found that there was a huge airbag at the top of the gun, and then a small formation was carved on the sight of the gun, and the entire Gun God used the power of rules to carve an unknown pattern.

It is unknown what substance is stored in the airbag, but it seems that it has extremely destructive energy. The gun sight is obviously a tracking formation that can accurately track the enemy's energy bullets.

The patterns carved on the gun can break any power of laws exerted by the opponent.

"This gun is actually a magic weapon of Xuanxian!" Liu Feng quickly came to a conclusion, which also opened his horizons. He had never thought that this gun could be refined into a magic weapon, even though it was only Xuanxian's magic weapon.

Since there are Xuanxian-level people, there are no immortal-level people, or even immortal-level people. After all, guns were the tools that Liu Feng relied on for his survival back then, so he still has feelings for this. If he had the chance, he naturally wanted to have a powerful enough gun magic weapon.

"Fatty, admit defeat, otherwise I will use this gun to smash your ass!" the thin man said coldly.

Many people onlookers laughed. Such funny words were actually spoken by the thin man in such cold language, which made him feel a different feeling.

The fat man with a vulgar face touched the little beard on his chin and smiled: "Don't show off in front of Fat Master, be careful that Fat Master uses a stick to penetrate your asshole!"

As he said that, he also symbolically paused the black stick in his hand.

But as soon as his word "eye" fell, the thin man quickly picked up the gun, hooked the trigger directly, and a special bullet depicting the Xuanxian rune passed through the space and shot it quickly towards the fat man.

Seeing this, the fat man screamed strangely, turned around quickly, and lay on the ground, but the bullet flying in the air turned around and hit his butt accurately.

His pants burned instantly, revealing two large pieces of white flesh.

"Master Fat, I'll fight with you!" The fat man roared, bounced up from the ground, and was about to poke the thin man with a stick.

The thin man's movements were extremely quick, and a series of bullets were shot out, each shot accurately on different parts of the fat man's body.

The fat man's reaction was also very fast, so he would not let his opponent attack like this. But he saw a blue light flashing, and there was a piece of green armor on his body, covering the burned clothes, and finally regaining a little image.

The bang and bang sparks kept flashing. Under the bombardment of special energy bullets, the armor continued to deform. If it continued, it would sooner or later be bombarded by the bullets, and then he would suffer a lot of flesh and blood.

Moreover, this bullet is extremely domineering, and it seems that it only hurts the flesh and blood. In fact, the energy bursting out from it will gradually blow away the human immortal energy little by little, making it impossible for people to exert their absolute combat power in a short period of time.

The thin man's cultivation is not much different from that of the fat man. If he can use this special bullet to consume part of the fat man's strength before the real battle, he will naturally increase his chances of victory.

The fat man screamed again and ate a few bullets. Seeing that the green armor was about to be penetrated by the bullets, the fat man suddenly stopped screaming, and a slutty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The black stick in his hand suddenly waved, touched it a few times, blocking the energy bullets that were shot back.

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