Chapter 334: I hate snakes most

At this moment, the eyes of the monks around the No. 1 ring were all focused on Feixian No. 1. Feixian No. 1 was too focused at this moment.

Up to now, no one has advanced to the other three light column arenas, and Feixian No.1 is the first one.

No one thought that he would become the first to advance this round!

"With his strength, he should be able to get a spot in the Flying Fairy Holy Realm, right?" The crowd murmured to themselves, looking at Flying Fairy One with envy.

Some people also showed excitement on their faces, Fei Xian No. 1 was promoted, and they could finally start guarding again.

however!

What disappointed them was that Feixian No. 1 had no intention of leaving the ring at all.

"Does he think?" The pupils of the crowd shrank slightly and their faces showed a look of consternation.

Many people instantly realized that he won five jade medals and did not want to advance. Does he want to continue to challenge?

But once he fails, he will lose five jade sword orders at once!

Five sword orders, that is equivalent to fifty regions!

Use one sword to fight five swords?

Many people started to move around again, all the previous fears disappeared, and some were just excitement.

The temptation is really too great. As long as they defeat Feixian No.1, they will not only win five sword orders, but also directly advance to the second round.

"call!"

Finally someone couldn't help it. It was a man in a golden robe with golden skin and long golden hair draped after seeing him, like countless little snakes wriggling.

"The Jinhualong, who ranked 198th in the genius list of the ten thousand races, is rumored to be a peerless genius of the Jinteng Snake tribe tens of thousands of years ago. He was banned with ancestral origin until he was born!"

Someone recognized the identity of the man in the golden robe, and couldn't help taking a breath.

Jin Hualong, a peerless genius tens of thousands of years ago, deliberately banned his own strength and was born in this life.

The strength of a person who can be banned with Ancestral Origin will not be too weak. This golden dragon is ranked in the two hundred, and its strength is definitely much stronger than the ghost.

There are even rumors. Tens of thousands of years ago, Jin Hualong broke into the fourth place on the ten thousand genius list, only a little bit before taking the top three of their generation.

If he wins the top three, he can also directly enter the Flying Fairy Holy Realm, there is no need to compete for the spot

He didn't do anything at the beginning, because he didn't want to take the risk of confronting Feixian No.1, because he never saw the bottom line of Feixian No.1.

But now, he finally couldn't help it, the temptation of five sword orders was too great.

As long as he defeats Feixian No.1, he will be able to advance directly.

"One hundred and ninety-eighth?" Xiao Fan frowned, "Should you be able to stand it?"

The reason for not letting Feixian One down, Xiao Fan wanted him to get as many gold spirits as possible. According to the rules of the second round, the more sword orders Feixian One had, the longer it would last.

Moreover, he didn't want Feixian No. 1 to be exposed for too long. The longer it was exposed, the easier it was to reveal its identity.

In the No. 1 beam of light, Jin Hualong looked at Fei Xian No. 1 opposite with a smile, and said, "I accepted these five sword orders."

After the words fell, Jin Hualong rushed towards Feixian No.1 without hesitation. With a flick of the hair on his head, he turned into countless golden snakes and shot at Feixian No.1 from all directions.

Fei Xian No. 1 didn't dare to underestimate it. This was the person who had won the fourth place on the Ten Thousand Clan Genius List, no matter how bad it was, it wouldn't be too bad.

Seeing those golden snakes flying in densely, Fei Xian No.1 did not retreat but moved forward. I don't know when a blood-colored long sword appeared in his hand.

The monster sword aura bloomed from the blood sword, and the golden snake was slashed by the sword aura before it approached.

"That's it?" When the defeated Molongzi and Shenlongzi saw the blood sword in Feixian No.1's hand, their pupils shrank suddenly.

In their minds, they instantly recalled the Shura sword they had seen before. This sword was almost exactly the same as that one.

Is this person Jian Hongchen?

Molongzi and Shenlongzi thought for the first time that Molongzi couldn't help but glance at Xiao Fan in the distance. He just guessed that Xiao Fan was Jian Hongchen.

But now, he believes even more that Feixian No.1 is the real Jian Hongchen.

No one would use his personal saber to other people, especially the arrogant figure like Jian Hongchen.

"Wan Snake Spirit Dance!" Jin Hualong saw those golden snakes be beheaded, his face instantly condensed, his hands changed, and endless golden light beams suddenly appeared.

No, it was a group of golden snakes, densely packed, as many as tens of thousands, densely covering every inch of space.

At the same time, the golden dragon has also become a snake that is hundreds of feet long, covered with golden scales, shining like a battle armor.

"Soul attack!" When the crowd saw this, they were slightly startled.

Some people even slap their thighs straight, amazed.

Yes, this person's strength is good, and his physical defense is also terrible, but there is no one perfect, so his soul defense is definitely not strong!

"See you are undefeated!" Jin Hualong sneered.

This Ten Thousand Snake Spirit Dance, but an ancient method of the Jinteng Snake Clan, is specifically aimed at the soul. It not only can make the monk fall into the illusion, but it can also turn into a thousand snakes and bite the monk's soul, which is extremely terrifying.

It was with this trick that Jin Hualong broke into the fourth place on the Ten Thousand Talents List, and even almost won the championship.

"I have to say that this ancient method is very strong. Even in the early stages of the Holy Emperor Realm, you will suffer accidentally." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, and said: "Unfortunately, Fei Xian No.1 has no consciousness. What is the use of soul attack?"

Although his soul clone was possessed by Feixian No.1, his soul clone could not be found in the soul attack.

Sure enough, before Xiao Fan's words fell, the smile on Jin Hualong's face instantly solidified, with a look of horror on his face.

I saw Feixian One's speed unabated, with a long sword dancing in his hand, ignoring the golden light snakes, and a sword pierced into the chest of Jinhualong.

"How come?" Jin Hualong's pupils shrank, and he wanted to retreat for the first time. At the same time, the golden snakes on his head spit out snake letters, and one after another shot Fei Xian No.

But how could Feixian No. 1 let him go? He just bullied himself and entered, completely ignoring the bites of the golden snakes, and slapped the huge head with one palm.

With a bang, the head the size of a Jinhualong house exploded directly under that palm, turning into a blood mist that slowly dissipated in the air, and all the golden snakes wilted.

"Don't you know what I hate the most?" Feixian No.1 let out a hoarse voice, and said coldly, "I hate snakes the most!"

When the voice fell, Feixian No.1 drew out the long sword, and immediately kicked the huge body of Jin Hualong.

The body, which was hundreds of feet long, flew upside down like a cannonball, smashing hard outside the beam of light.

Jin Hualong, defeat! At this moment, everyone looked at Feixian No. 1 and became even more jealous.