Early the next morning.

Thunder and Thunder war drums sounded in the Shifang City.

The drum sound was extremely strong.

The tranquility of the ancient city sky was as if it was about to shake off all the floating clouds floating in the sky.

It gives people a feeling of morning bells and evening drums, and makes people excited.

Everyone in the city was awakened by the sound of the drums, walked out of the hall, followed the sound of the drums, and gathered towards the center of the ancient city.

The direction of concentration is where the competition with Luo Gusha last night was.

Bronze tripod, sacrificial platform.

Today is a grand event for the entire Chinese martial arts. The martial arts alliance, the ten major families, the four major families, and all forces in the martial arts have sent representatives to participate.

Dozens of forces gathered here.

And I didn't see it clearly when it was dark last night, and now I'm here again during the day.

Lu Fan discovered that around the bronze tripod sacrificial platform was a magnificent and spacious battle arena.

The battle stands are arranged like sword blades. There are also many observation stands around the battle stands. These observation stands are composed of stone steps.

"Let's choose a place to sit first." Song Buyu took the Song family members to find a location in the southwest direction.

Sit down.

Sitting on the viewing platform and looking at the battle platform below gives people an extremely solemn, solemn and murderous feeling.

When I looked at each battlefield, there were spots of blood left on the ground. These blood stains were very ancient and had already penetrated into the stones on the ground. It was obvious that a long time ago, someone had fought life and death on the battlefield, leaving behind tragic blood stains.

"Did these bloodstains be left behind for thousands of years?"

Song Yingyu took a deep breath, with shock in her eyes: "I seem to be able to feel the monstrous sound of killing from the ancient killing field, as well as the sword light and sword shadows, and that shocking move..."

Song Yingyu was shocked and made a sigh and sigh.

At this time, all the people of all forces had found a seat.

Lu Fan glanced over and found that in addition to the ten major families, there were three major families, Wu Alliance, and many other people he had never seen before, but they were a small group of people who were so powerful.

These people are roughly three or five people in a group.

But everyone's body contains extremely terrifying energy.

It is not difficult to guess that these people should be the hidden family members who are invisible in ancient times, but have extremely profound inheritance.

Similarly, he also saw the Lu family camp.

Because Shangjing is also located in the north, there are many people from the Lu family this time.

Lu Fan even saw many familiar faces.

Those are his elders, and even brothers and sisters.

The same blood flows in my bones.

But with that bloody night, these family affections no longer existed.

But there was only one person who attracted more attention from Lu Fan.

Lu Nanting.

A figure that can be seen at a glance even in an environment where thousands of people gather and strong people are gathered.

Even in the cold northern border, he was still wearing green clothes, holding an ink-colored scabbard, sitting in the center of the crowd.

He closed his eyes, as if he never cared about external things.

But those who know his background know that Lu Nanting, the Lu family's grandmaster of the house, has the strength of half-step supreme, not less than Song Jianqiu. He is the active and the only highest combat power in the world!
Chapter completed!