Invincibility starts from strengthening everything

Not long after walking, the eyes suddenly opened up.

At first glance, Su Wei thought he had accidentally walked overboard, because the entire starry sky was exposed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't even see the ground under his feet.

However, after regaining consciousness, Su Wei discovered that this place is still inside the hull, and both gravity and air still exist.

The reason why there is such a scene in front of you is not the mysterious film method on the Horn Spaceship. The method here is amazing at first glance, but in fact it is just a very simple method similar to a projection wall to project the external scene. That's all.

The ground under his feet still existed, and Su Wei was down-to-earth, feeling that this scene was a bit ridiculous.

The place is very big, but the number of people is relatively small. There are less than a hundred people in the God Cabin Lianxu, and they are scattered everywhere. Not many people even noticed Su Wei's arrival.

The most conspicuous thing was the black-faced man suspended cross-legged in the air, with the Horn Clan spaceship as the background, his aura seemed to be a bit deeper than that of Zhuang Yan.

The only fit monk present.

Su Wei seemed to be the last one to arrive. After he arrived, the black-faced man opened his eyes, and his voice spread all around.

"Everyone has arrived, presumably, everyone is not clear about the purpose of coming here?"

The cultivators below responded one after another.

"In that case, don't talk nonsense, take the sword!"

The black-faced man said inexplicably, and after that, there was no movement, and nearly a hundred colorful small swords suddenly scattered in the air.

All the cultivators on the scene had been prepared for a long time, and they all used their means to grab it in the air.

Su Wei raised his brows and sighed inwardly. Zhuang Yan seemed a bit shameless. He knew that he belonged to Zhuang Yan, yet he dared to target him like that.

Don't say anything about the situation, just start the whole thing, isn't this intentional to manipulate him?

Su Wei simply stood where he was, not moving, not trying to grab the colored sword.

The black-faced man didn't even look at Su Wei, but saw a small purple sword flying towards him rapidly.

How could Su Wei fail to see that this big black-faced man was trying to blackmail him again, this sword has great strength, once he catches it, he will be in a mess.

The speed is extremely fast, even if you dodge, Su Wei also expects that Feijian will chase after you, and the fit monk will stare at you, no matter what you do, can you still avoid it?

Among the crowd, the cultivators who had already grabbed their flying swords turned their attention.

Being able to come to the God's cabin is not a good thing, how can you not see that the black-faced man is deliberately embarrassing Su Wei? It's just that some people didn't understand the reason, so they were a little puzzled and surprised, while those who knew the reason sneered unabashedly, waiting quietly for Su Wei to appear in a panic.

Neither hide nor catch.

Su Wei wanted to understand these two points, so he knew what to do. Since nothing worked, then of course there was only one way.

do nothing.

Su Wei remained motionless, as if the purple flying sword did not exist.

The few people who were waiting to see the joke were startled when they saw this, and even the big black-faced man couldn't help but look at Su Wei.

The purple flying sword stopped silently in front of Su Wei's right.

The point of the sword was less than a centimeter away from Su Wei's pupil, and the sharp sword energy almost hurt Su Wei's pupil.

In this false void, it was completely quiet, and the cultivators, who didn't rely on breathing very much, were inexplicably short of breath.

"How dare!"

A two-meter-tall man suddenly yelled, piercing the silence.

It seemed to be a switch, and then aroused many people's appreciation for Su Wei's courage.

The face of the black-faced man turned even darker.

And those who planned to watch Su Wei's jokes were also bored.

Su Wei raised his hand and grabbed the flying sword hanging in front of his eyes.

"It's really interesting. It turns out that even if you don't take the initiative to draw lots, it will be sent to you."

Su Wei sneered and said lightly.

The black-faced man also recovered his normal expression at this time, and said lightly: "I know you don't understand the rules, so I just came here to remind you."

"Then, thank you, senior."

Su Wei bowed his hands in a dignified manner, but even a blind man could see that Su Wei didn't have any respect for the black-faced man.

It is also true, who can be a god, who is not a proud and arrogant person, even if you are a fit senior, if you are unkind to me first, I will just show off, and I will show off, how dare you kill me at will?

Entering the God's Cabin is a real step into the sky and becoming a truly important person on the spaceship. The period of practice is almost infinite. Everyone is an extremely precious resource and a new force to maintain the long-term voyage of the spaceship.

Even a fit monk would never dare to kill a junior in the divine cabin at will.

Su Wei had calculated exactly this point, so he didn't follow the mind of the black-faced man, and did the dodge move that he knew would make a fool of himself and was useless, so I stood here, if you dare to kill, then kill him.

Of course, if the other party really wants to kill him, he just dodges once, so what? The fit monks are all in front of others, as long as they have the intention to kill, they will do everything the same.

It's better to be a bachelor.

"The color of the flying swords in your hands is the signature you draw, and the two flying swords of the same color are rivals!"

"Hold a middle sword and collide with the opponent to open an independent battlefield! The winner will come out with the sword!"

"Remember, this seat deliberately exposed this Horn Race building boat to your eyes, in order to let you understand that the winner this time will fight for the fate of our human race! Put away your playful thoughts and do your best, we Choose the best person! A life-and-death struggle, use all your means!"

After the black-faced man finished speaking in a low and deep voice, he closed his eyes and fell silent.

The cultivators below, after a short pause, looked for their opponents in the crowd.

With a solemn expression, no matter whether he was ridiculing Su Wei or praising Su Wei before, there is only one identity at this time.

The hope of the human race.

Although it is only the prelude to the battle of survival, it is also solemn and solemn.

Another purple sword was in the hands of a man with a thin expression and a pale and weak face.

Su Wei saw the other party walking towards him.

Su Wei raised his purple sword.

"In the early days, why did you take the humiliation yourself?"

The other party sneered, raised his sword and touched Su Wei.

The sword in his hand merged with the opponent suddenly, and rushed straight up. The next moment, the purple light scattered, and the surrounding scenery turned into a vast expanse of white.

It is like a pure land in a small world, but there is no ground, no up and down.

Like white space.

The purple sword was suspended above the position at this time, turning slowly.

When the winner picks up the sword, this strange space will disappear.

Su Wei grinned slightly, focused all his attention, and put himself into a fighting state.

Indeed, it was a little inappropriate for him to participate in this competition. His cultivation base was too low, and those who normally entered the God's cabin were basically late stage or even peak.

In terms of whether there are people with lower cultivation bases, there are, but there are very few of them. In the process of drawing lots that can obviously be manipulated by humans, Su Wei's opponent is of course impossible to be an opponent with a low cultivation base that the probability is not high. .

This seems to be the comrade of a patient with kidney deficiency, a proper peak of refining deficiency.