676 The 19th round, the war begins!

At noon the next day, an eleventh round of Nascent Soul monk came to the stage to challenge Ye Qin.

Ye Qin suppressed his opponent with three small magical powers, flying swords, and defeated his opponent. The whole process was smooth and there was almost no suspense.

This time, Ye Qin's bottom line of strength was still not able to be measured.

In the next few days, although there were many monks watching at the arena where Ye Qin was located, few monks came up to challenge them.

Those Nascent Soul cultivators with weaker strength only made Ye Qin famous in vain when they went up, so they were naturally unwilling to take action. Only Nascent Soul cultivators with higher strength and strong confidence would consider going to the arena.

As for those Nascent Soul cultivators who have fought for the 16 or 7th rounds, they will not go to the arena too early. The battles in the Demon Fighting Platform will take turns to fight in more than ten rounds. First, the challenges of the same level and level and strength are emphasized, and second, those Nascent Soul cultivators of the High-wheeled Round also want to see Ye Qin's more strength bottom line.

"In the twelfth round, Ye Qinsheng!"

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"In the 16th round, Ye Qinsheng!"

Ye Qin sacrificed five small magical flying swords, defeating a sixteen-wheeled Nascent Soul cultivator, which caused an uproar in the Demon Fighting Stage.

"Oh my God, he actually used five flying swords of different systems, and he was clearly a five-spirit mixed root cultivator. How did he cultivate such a bad mixed root to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul? If I had five-spirit roots, I might as well just hit the head and die. Maybe I still have a chance to get good spiritual roots to cultivate immortals in my next life."

"This is a rare monk with all spiritual roots, and he is also a high-level monk. I can defeat the eighteen rounds by suppressing him!"

The monks on the Demon Fighting Platform were shocked and talked a lot.

After Ye Qin finished the sixteenth round, he roughly estimated the number of seventh-level Yuan crystals he obtained, which was about 65,000. These Yuan crystals are temporarily enough for him to spend a while. As for the future, he will think of other ways to earn spirit stones.

He came to this Demon Fighting Platform just to get some Yuanjing to use it, and he didn't mean to be popular here. He was able to defend the sixteenth wheel, Yuanjing was enough, and his reputation in Demon Spirit City was slightly more famous, so he would not be despised by the monks in Demon Spirit City.

"I'll just keep to the sixteenth round, help me calculate Yuanjing, I'll go down."

Ye Qin saw that there was no Yuanying monk coming up to challenge him, so he said to the guards of the Demon Spirit City who was in charge of the arena.

"What, you only plan to guard the 16th round?... Your strength should not have been used much, so why not continue to fight a few more rounds? If you win, the Yuan Crystal you get will double! Your fame will also soar. As long as you guard the 19th round, the lords of the Demon Spirit City will take the initiative to invite you to join their power. Such treatment is what other Nascent Soul Cultivators dream of!"

The guard of the Demon Spirit City who was in charge of the ring was stunned, shocked, and hurriedly persuaded. He could not believe that Ye Qin would give up the opportunity to become famous and become famous at this time and choose to leave the ring. For the taxes of the Demon Spirit City, he must also keep Ye Qin behind and continue to challenge.

"No need, please help me count it. How many yuan crystals are left after deducting one-twentieth of the tax?"

Ye Qin shook his head.

He has no plans to surrender to a certain lord's power.

The guards of Demon Spirit City had no choice but to touch the bag containing a large number of Yuan crystals in their hands, and slowly counted the number, and were reluctant to let Ye Qin leave the arena.

But many monks in the audience refused to agree.

"You can't! We just bet a thousand seventh-level Yuan Crystals, which beat you up to seventeen consecutive rounds, and it's still one round away. You run away now, wouldn't we lose a big Yuan Crystal in vain?!" A group of Jindan monks below the stage shouted, almost crying.

"I have suppressed three hundred tenth-level Yuan crystals and blocked you from the eighteenth rounds. If you dare to come down halfway now, I will lead all my brothers to chase you! My godfather is the ancestor of the God Transformation, I have countless brothers, and the Southern Demon Continent has no place to stand on your foot!"

A big fat monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul roared in anger.

A large group of monks around him were shouting.

There are many monks who bet on the No. 10 arena.

Ye Qin looked at the monks who were clamoring in the audience that were almost making trouble, and then his face darkened. Anger arose in his heart. Not only did this group of monks use his rounds to bet, but they also dared to openly threaten him.

Chase him?

Even if the Ghost Lord brought hundreds of Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivators on a skeleton warship to chase him, he never frowned and was still afraid of this threat!!

"Have you counted it? Give me Yuanjing!"

Ye Qin didn't even look at the angry monks under the ring and said coldly to the guard of the Demon Spirit City.

His tone is so tough that he will not continue to compete.

This time, the many monks in the audience finally became anxious. The No. 10 ring has attracted the great attention of the monks in the Demon Fighting Platform. At least hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators have bet on this ring, and most of them are able to defend the sixteen or seventeen rounds of Ye Qin, or even more.

Ye Qin suddenly wanted to get off the arena, and most of them were going to lose all their money.

Even the group of women in red, monks in purple and monks in white, monks in white felt very abrupt. The woman in red hoped that Ye Qin could play the nineteenth round to see if she wanted to recruit Ye Qin and serve her.

"Zhang Xian, go up and force him to continue fighting. In addition, find several eighteen-round monks to come over and fight him. The Demon Fighting Platform will fight ten times in ten times, and you must fight until he is defeated and force him out of all his strength! He thought that the Demon Fighting Platform ten times in the Demon Spirit City was a joke, and you can get it if you want to!"

The woman in red said in a cold tone.

"Yes, young master!"

Not far away, a strong man from her subordinate immediately obeyed the order and appeared on the No. 10 ring. He shouted to Ye Qin, who was about to collect money from the ring, "Lower Zhang Xian, a late-stage cultivator of the 16th round of Nascent Soul, challenge you now! According to the rules, you have not left the ring yet, and you must accept the challenge you are here!"

The strong man said, throwing out a bag of Yuan crystals and summoning a small earth-type shield-shaped magic weapon and a small gold-type long sword magic weapon. The strongest earth-type shield defense magic weapon and the strongest gold-type attack magic weapon gave him a great advantage when facing other cultivators.

The guard of the Demon Spirit City who was in charge of the ring immediately accepted the strong man's bag of Yuanjing, and then looked at Ye Qin with a helpless look, "According to the rules, the opponent has already gone to the ring and paid Yuanjing, and you have not finished liquidating Yuanjing yet, you must accept the other party's challenge!...Or, you can directly admit defeat, and even a Yuanjing cannot be taken away."

Ye Qin was annoyed. No bad rules could even go down the arena.

He pointed his foot gently and flew to a height of a thousand feet.

"cut!"

Five flying swords turned into five rays of light, intertwined, and blasted towards the ring.

boom!

The bluestone arena that is thousands of feet a radius is destroyed.

Ye Qin was very polite in the previous battles, basically until he was called. The opponent knew he would lose, and he would take the initiative to retreat from the arena with tact. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, if he was serious, he would not be able to withstand the ring in a radius of thousands of feet.

The dust fog dissipated, Zhang Xian in the center of the ring half-kneeled on the ground, his face turned pale blue, the poisonous fog of the wooden sword had invaded his body, his body was trembling slightly, barely controlling the magic shield and the long sword. His earth-type shield-shaped magic weapon had broken into dozens of pieces, and the long gold-type sword had several cracks. Although it was a small magic weapon of magic weapon, the quality of his magic weapon was still much worse than that of Ye Qin.

In the end, Zhang Xian couldn't hold on, and squirted out a large mouthful of blood that surged into his throat, and fell on the ring.

The full-strength attack of the Big Five Elements Sword Formation caused Zhang Xian to suffer a severe blow, and the meridians in his body were almost destroyed by violent mana and broke. Even if he recovered from injury for a year and a half, it would probably be difficult to fully recover to his peak state.

Several monks hurried onto the ring and carried Zhang Xian down.

"Third~, in the seventeenth round, Ye Qinsheng!"

The guard of the Demon Spirit City in the early stage of Nascent Soul was already scared to run out of the ring, with awe in his eyes, as if he had seen an extremely fierce monster.

The monks on the Demon Fighting Platform were also shocked.

There are many precedents of death in the Demon Fighting Platform. Fighting on it is dangerous to be dead, and serious injury is nothing. However, it is extremely rare for monks to be beaten so miserably in the first attack.

The woman in red standing in the distance watching the battle, cursed the useless, it was useless.

"Who else?!"

Ye Qin said coldly.

He already knew that the Nascent Soul monks here would not let him get off the ring easily. Since that was the case, he would beat them until no one came on stage again.

Perhaps it was to delay and let Ye Qin stay on the ring. Not long after, another late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator came on stage and began the eighteenth round of challenge! However, almost all the monks on the field were not optimistic about this monk, and could stop Ye Qin from continuing to rush forward in the round.

Even the monk himself had a frustrated face, as if he was going to attend the funeral.

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The Nascent Soul Cultivators in the Demon Spirit City and the Demon Fighting Platform fought in turn for nineteen rounds. The masters above twenty rounds, except for important things, almost all those who could come appeared outside the city to watch this arena battle. Among them, there were no less than a hundred monks and masters in the 19 rounds. There were also as many as seven or eight masters in the twenty rounds.

Each of the twenty-wheeled monks and masters were famous. They were extremely prestigious and status late-stage Nascent Soul monks in Demon Spirit City. They appeared near the Demon Fighting Platform and immediately caused a sensation.

But most of them were silent and did not indicate whether they would come to the stage to challenge.

The problem is very simple. Even though Ye Qin took out five small magical magic weapons, he seemed to have retained more means, and he could not tell where his limit was.

"He has the strength of the Ninth Level of the Nascent Soul and the Five-System Flying Sword, and can force his fight at least nineteen rounds!... As for the future, it's hard to say. Does he have other means?"

A monk's path.

The monks all agreed with this.

Sure enough, there was not much suspense in the 18th round. It took a short while before the challenger only endured Ye Qin's second attack. The pressure was too great. Before Ye Qin was severely punished, he hurriedly accepted it out of the ring so as not to be beaten to death.

Next, there are nineteen wheels!

This round is very critical. As long as you win, you will be recognized as the top Nascent Soul monk in Demon Spirit City, and will be valued and won by almost all the lords of the God Transformation Stage.

In addition, there is a great opportunity to challenge twenty rounds.

There are only ten monks who have guarded twenty wheels in the entire Demon Spirit City, and their status is unimaginable. These monks of twenty wheels are all the most peak cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Junior Brother Cao, I remember that you seem to have been guarding the 19th round. Do you want to go up and try it?...If you feel that you have no chance of winning, then you don't need to force it. If you are injured, I can't explain it to the ancestor Cao."

The woman in red said lightly to the monk in purple gold.

"What are you talking about with Senior Sister Dou? Brother Cao has always been so brave. There is something he dare not do. If he doesn't have the courage to go up and let me go, he will lose and be beaten up. Brother Cao, look, Senior Sister Dou has called you and asked you to play, so I won't really need my brother to do it for you, right?"

The man in white laughed and pretended, but he didn't even mean to raise his foot.

The man in purple gold-dressed face twisted a little, and he glanced at the man in white with some embarrassment and annoyance, and said hatefully, "No need, I'll try to think about what he has!"

"Cao Liangbai, a monk with the ninth level of the 19th wheel of the Nascent Soul."

The man in purple gold flew into the sky and said in a deep voice.

The No. 10 are already ruined, and they can only fight in mid-air. Those who land first will lose.

Ye Qin looked at the man in purple gold clothes.

He used five flying swords to fight the eighteen rounds. However, fighting the nineteen rounds is already the top fighting technique in the Demon Spirit City, but he is afraid that five are not enough.

Ye Qin summoned his hand and, in addition to the Five Elements Sword Formation, there was an additional wind-type flying sword weapon beside him.

There was another surprise and uproar in the magical arena.

"Aren't you the Five Spirits? Why did you have another wind-type?!"

The corners of the purple-gold man's eyes twitched slightly, his face changed, and he said with a tough tone, "How many small magical magic weapons do you have? Use them with all your strength!"

"Take all your strength?...You are not qualified yet."
Chapter completed!