The next day's palace examination was over, and the final four stood out.
It was Nan Fei, Bai Yunsheng and two other Orange Soul Realm disciples, namely Yan Sanshi, a disciple of Qinghai Peak Baxia, and Ye Kai, a disciple of Qi Zhuzi of Bugu Peak.
The third day is the last day of this palace examination. The top three will be decided, and they will represent Tiandi Mountain and other young leaders from the Western Wasteland Demon Realm to go to Pilu Wonderland in two months.
Whenever the palace examination comes at this time, the demon king has always drawn the Black Wood Ling himself to decide the competition. But when Chu Jiangtian looked at the Black Wood Ling in his hand and casually spit out two names that no one had expected, all the disciples present were stunned.
Oh--the first game of the fourth round of the palace examination turned out to be Bai Yunsheng versus Nan Fei.
The strongest versus the weakest is clearly a meaningless contest.
The autumn day was bright. Bai Yunsheng, dressed in plain clothes, walked onto the Immortal Platform amidst the "mercy" that attracted everyone's attention. Nan Fei had already been waiting with his sword in his hand.
What puzzled everyone was that Chu Han from Seven Kills Peak did not raise any doubts about such a duel, but looked at the two young demon cultivators on the stage calmly, as if they were dust.
Many disciples sneered in their hearts, thinking that Bai Yunsheng was offended in the last round and would definitely not be happy with the strongest sword this time. He was not Xiang Wujian.
Bai Yunsheng has obviously understood the horror of Nan Fei - someone as strong as Xiang Wujian was completely defeated by his sword. He probably has nothing to contribute except "delivering food". In fact, he is still confused now as to why he got a bye to enter the third round.
Three rounds, that should have been Nanfei's right.
At this time, he was already standing opposite Nan Fei.
Bai Yunsheng was still ready to challenge with a smile. He could lose, but like Xiang Wujian, he never thought of admitting defeat.
"Senior Brother Nan Fei."
He bowed and saluted Nan Fei.
Nan Fei looked at Bai Yunsheng with a downward gaze and said coldly: "Another newcomer."
"I think that my senior brother's strength is far inferior to me, but I still want to practice my body skills. Please be merciful to me, senior brother."
"Palace Master Chu Han has waited for so many years and accepted you?"
Bai Yunsheng said calmly: "That's right."
"The God of Death doesn't seem to know how to teach his disciples." Nan Fei quickly lost patience and frowned, saying, "This competition is simply a waste of time."
Bai Yunsheng stopped talking, lowered his eyes, took Cang Ming's hand, and walked away with seven killing steps.
"Hmph, seven killing steps, I will defeat your seven killing steps!"
Nan Fei shouted coldly and was about to slash Bai Yunsheng with his sword, but just when he was about to draw his sword, his hand suddenly stopped.
The blade of the sword that was about to be unsheathed was forcefully withdrawn. At this moment, Bai Yunsheng's sword easily pierced Nan Fei's left arm.
The disciples present were stunned.
Bai Yunsheng was also stunned.
"you win."
Nan Fei was not stunned. He said a word indifferently, jumped off the Immortal Platform and left the back mountain while everyone was stunned.
"Nan Fei gave in?"
"Senior Brother Nan Fei has given up?"
"The boy won?"
The disciples who had been silent for two days could no longer hold back their dislike of Bai Yunsheng, and suddenly broke out into an uproar, talking together in small groups.
The departure of Nan Fei was like a mountain crashing into the sea. In an instant, the water rose and overflowed, and the shore was covered with trees.
"How can this be?"
"what happened?"
"Isn't it too fake?"
The voice of people gradually boiled up on the Immortal Platform.
"quiet!"
Chu Han's voice penetrated the bodies of the disciples like a blade, tearing apart the chaos. His voice was not high, but it seemed to rise from the bottom of people's hearts, making people shudder.
At this moment, the disciples who were fighting for Nan Fei seemed to understand, and then they all regained their composure. No matter how much they were puzzled, unwilling and protested about this absurd result, they could only suppress it and dare not reveal it.
Because of Chu Han.
The best killer in the world is Chu Han.
...
"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes."
This is a saying that has been circulating in the world for a long time.
As for how long it lasts, it may be longer than the history of the human race.
Since ancient times, the rivers and lakes have been filled with disputes between humans and demons. Wars between heaven and earth, extermination of families to seize treasures, killing demons for souls, killing people and exterminating souls. Throughout the ages, there have been countless disasters that have resulted in rivers of blood for the sake of spiritual practice.
After all, greed is just a word. Those who are greedy for life seek survival, those who are greedy for money seek treasure, those who are greedy for power seek power, and those who are greedy for strength seek strength. For countless years, how many heroes have descended from the sky and how many immortal monsters have died in the endless world.
Between right and wrong, I left my destiny to the word greed.
I don’t know when, an organization with a different sect suddenly appeared in the world: Sun Moon Pavilion. No one knows who founded it, and no one knows where it is. They only know that there are many masters in this pavilion, and they are powerful.
It is like a mountain, but it never fights for power and interests, and brings trouble to life. Its appearance seems to be just to establish a supreme authority, just like the sky high above, overlooking the turbulent rivers and lakes.
Later, for unknown reasons, Sun Moon Pavilion established the "Thousand Years List" and "Dragon Qian List" in the world. Every hundred years, they would rank and measure the world's masters at the ends of the earth on the shores of the Eastern Wilderness.
The power of the world. Later, due to the emergence of more and more young talents, the ranking time of the "Dragon Hidden Ranking" was reduced to a certain period of ten years.
Regardless of whether there is a sect or not, as long as the masters in the world meet the qualifications, they can be listed on the list and become famous all over the world. Over time, the Four Wastes and Five Continents have attached great importance to the importance of the two major lists, especially the "Thousand Years List"
——That represents the pinnacle of the world. Any master on the list has the power to shake the world.
Chu Han is the second-ranked monster on this year's "Thousand Years List", even surpassing Chu Jiangtian, the Demon King of the Western Wilderness. Chu Jiangtian is the Lord of the Western Wilderness, and his status is higher than Chu Han, but when it comes to killing, he is
It is weaker than Chu Han.
More than 900 years ago, Chu Han, who was still on the "100-year-old list", went to Pilu Fairyland on behalf of the Western Wilderness Demon Realm. At that time, five of the six elite disciples from the Northern Wilderness Demon Realm and the Eastern Wilderness Demon Realm died under the Seven Killing Steps.
Fifty years ago, during that trip to the fairyland, the Western Wilderness Demon Realm was besieged by the other two realms, and five disciples suffered heavy casualties. Chu Han rushed to the Hell Law Mountain in anger and killed the two lords of the Eastern Wilderness Demon Realm.
Even the Chaos Beast Jie Tian, one of the three major royal families in the Northern Wilderness Demon Realm at that time, was killed by Chu Han's Phoenix Blood Blade.
That battle affected countless disciples from the two desolate demon worlds.
Since then, the name of the God of Killing has dominated the world, and he has been under the prison of Seven Killings, and has no life for ten.
...
Climbing to the Immortal Platform.
With the end of the last competition, the top three candidates for this palace examination in Tiandi Mountain have been born: Bai Yunsheng, Nan Fei, and Yan Sanshi.
Bai Yunsheng was knocked out of the stage by Yan Sanshiyi's palm in the finals and won the second place. He couldn't even break through Yan Sanshiyi's defense.
The time is coming to an end.
The rustling autumn wind swept across Luantai, blowing Chu Jiangtian's voice to every corner of the mountain.
"Yan Sanshi, Bai Yunsheng, fly south. In two months, you will go to the Demon Realm of the Northern Wilderness together with the disciples selected by the ten lords of the Western Wilderness. This matter is of great importance, so you should prepare well."
As he spoke, he took out a form-grabbing weapon.
"The name of this gun is Chaiyue. Yan Thirty, and it is your trophy."
After saying that, a red halberd flew down, and Yan Sansheng lightly jumped up to catch it with both hands.
"Thank you, Lord Demon King!"
I saw fine scales embossed on the body of the halberd, like flowing blood drops, and the blood-red halberd light spat out from the mouth of a beast's head. I don't know how much blood it had to drink to get this bright red.
…
The mountain behind Tianzhu Peak is Zaiwang Valley. This is the forbidden area of Tiandi Mountain and the spiritual destination of Tiandi Mountain.
The Tomb of the Demon King is here.
On the eve of the third day of the palace examination, Chu Jiangtian and Chu Han stood silently in front of the Tomb of the Demon King. In front of them was a stone tablet dozens of feet high, rough, yellow, and stained with damage.
This place is a space independent of the surrounding world. It is gray and unobstructed. Only this dilapidated towering stone monument stands and supports it.
The two stood for a while, and a vigorous voice echoed in the space: "Have you seen that person?"
"Yes, uncle."
"Master."
Chu Jiangtian and Chu Han immediately knelt down and worshiped.
"What do you think?"
Chu Han respectfully replied: "The sacred beast Suzaku."
"No, it's not that simple. Master Suzaku is a five-element beast that controls all fires in the world. How can he worship my mountain gate?"
Chu Jiangtian couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Master, what do you mean..."
The voice said: "He is not a demon."
Chu Han was immediately startled and asked: "What? Is he from the Central Plains? But there is clearly a demonic aura about him."
Chu Jiangtian also questioned: "Yes, his evil spirit is unmistakable."
The voice sighed slowly and said: "The evil spirit is certainly true, but it is not his. I suspect that Suzaku is possessing him."
If Feng also had a shocked expression, it must be the one painted on the faces of Chu Jiangtian and Chu Han at this moment.
After being silent for a while, Genius Chu Jiang asked again: "What plans does Uncle Master have?"
"Let him go to Beihuang."
Chu Han's eyes flashed and he hesitated: "With his strength, I'm afraid..."
"How can a person who can freely enter and exit the Fire God Stream be a mortal?"
Chu Han and Chu Jiangtian looked at each other, and the same shock turned into the shocked words in the Demon King's mouth: "Did that divine fire change...?"
The voice seemed a little tired, and became smaller and smaller: "Go, he is the key to whether the inheritance of Pilu Wonderland can be successful in the Western Wilderness this time."
"Yes, uncle."
"Yes. Master."
After the two demons of Chu Jiangtian left, an old man dressed in gray cloth slowly appeared in front of the stone monument. His gray-red hair looked like a bird's nest. He was old but his eyes were burning. Looking closely, he saw that the changes in the Vulcan Stream were the same as that day.
The mysterious man who appeared at that time was somewhat similar.
He is the most senior and most powerful demon cultivator in Emperor Mountain today—Dijiang Beast, Chu Wuchan.
Chu Han's Seven Killing Steps were created by him.
Back on the third day of the imperial examination, just when Nan Fei was about to defeat Bai Yunsheng in seconds, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Nan Fei, stop."
It was Chu Jiangtian, and Nan Fei immediately recognized it. He was using karma to communicate with himself. This can be done by reaching the Orange Soul Realm, but the lower the cultivation level, the easier it is to be seen through.
"What did you say?" Nan Fei said in surprise.
"Admit defeat and let Bai Yunsheng win."
"reason."
"No need to ask any more questions."
"Then he's dead."
Nan Fei didn't buy it at all, and the candlelight sword was half out of its sheath.
In fact, Chu Jiangtian had been worried about how to persuade Nan Fei. This child's temper was just as weird as Chu Han. So he had to show his trump card: "This is what Uncle Master meant."
This sentence turned out to be useful. Nan Fei didn't say another word, but pressed back the sword that was immediately revealed, and then he gave up the defeat cleanly.
...
After leaving the Immortal Platform, Nan Fei ran directly to the Valley of Forgetfulness. There were not many people who knew that Chu Wuchan was still alive, and he was one of them.
Nan Fei saw Chu Wuchan sitting cross-legged in front of Wangsheng Valley, seemingly waiting for him.
There was a trace of doting in the old man's domineering eyes, and he said slowly: "Fei'er."
Nan Fei walked up to Chu Wuchan, saluted respectfully, and said, "Grandpa."
Chu Wuchan looked at his grandson's expression, sighed softly, and said:
"This is the first defeat you have experienced, but I do have a last resort."
"Is it because of Bai Yunsheng?"
"You can say that."
"Why choose me?"
"Some things shouldn't be known to too many people."
Only then did Nan Fei realize that there was something fishy, and asked again: "Who is he?"
Chu Wuchan sat upright and said seriously: "I can't say, and I don't know."