Chu Yan's life soul had cracks and was shattering.
On the Diyun Sect side, an elder showed a mocking smile: "The Wang-grade Ming Soul is powerful, but you must have the ability to create it. If you can't create it, if it breaks, it will be trash."
Motu ignored this elder. The current situation was serious and his life and soul were broken. This would pose a lifelong threat to the martial arts association. Otherwise, he might not be able to become a king in his lifetime, and would never be able to achieve perfection.
"Master, why is this happening? Just now, junior brother, everything was going well. Could it be that the fourth-grade king-grade life soul is too strong and he can't control it?" Mu Bai asked. Motu didn't know, and he was nervous.
Of course, no one would know that Chu Yan's life soul was shattered at this time, but he was not satisfied and wanted to destroy it.
"I am pretentious, fourth-grade life soul, you are not worthy of me!" Chu Yan roared in the dantian, punching out one punch after another. The life soul seemed to have a spirit, and was also angered by Chu Yan's arrogance. : "Hmph, you arrogant boy, you destroyed me, and you will never be able to gather your life soul again! Why don't you compromise with me, and I will definitely help you achieve greatness!"
"You overestimate yourself!" Chu Yan sneered. For others, once the life soul is broken, it cannot be condensed, but he is different. The only thing he learned in the four months in the Mirror Secret Mansion was creativity. As long as the life soul is not fully formed, he can destroy the life soul and create it again.
"Broken!" Chu Yan finally punched out, shattering the life soul that was about to condense.
"Crack!" The soul of life was finally broken. Mo Tu's old eyes were sad and he sighed.
The people of the three sects all sneered, "Chu Yan, it's useless!" This is the only thought in their minds. If their souls are broken, they will never be able to become kings again.
Mu Bai and others clenched their fists and looked at Chu Yan worriedly.
Luan Zhiyi was in the ninth row and looked back at Chu Yan: "You haven't even condensed the soul of life, you lose! Without the soul of life, you can't break the ninth row!"
Chu Yan glanced at Luan Zhiyi disdainfully, and he stood up. Everyone was surprised. After Chu Yan died, they all thought Chu Yan would give up, but Chu Yan actually walked in front of Zizhu?
"He still wants to break Zizhu?" King Chu roared.
"The life soul is broken, he can't break this Zizhu!" Chengjiang sneered. Chu Yan's life soul was broken, which made him find a little more confidence.
Su Muyan puffed up her cheeks and glared at Chengjiang: "Even if my brother Chu Yan can't break the ninth row, he is still arrogant. Unlike some people, he is not as good as me on the stage. My brother Chu Yan, now enter As a king, Po Zizhu is not as good as my brother Chu Yan, but he still has the nerve to say such big words! As my brother Chu Yan said, is a person like you worthy of talking about martial arts?"
"You are looking for death!" Chengjiang's eyes were cold, and he glared at Su Muyan with a stern glare. These words were the scars in his heart. Boom, he took a step forward, and a violent wind bloodline approached Su Muyan. .
"Bang!" King Chu took action. He was like the knight behind Su Muyan, standing there forever, holding his hand and crushing Chengjiang's power.
"Chengjiang, this is the Tiandao Sect, it's not your turn to act wild!" King Chu said displeased. He was originally a simple and kind person, but today Chengjiang had angered him.
"Your Tiandao Sect humiliated me, so I will make her pay the price today." Chengjiang said coldly. In the Haotian Sect, he was defeated in a battle with King Chu. Today, he has become the king, but he is no longer afraid of King Chu.
"I'm telling the truth. Besides, your eighth-grade disciples bullied me, Senior Brother Mubai. Wouldn't you say some treacherous words if you win?" Su Muyan shouted.
"That's enough!" Motu growled, stopping King Chu and the two of them. How could he not see that Chengjiang was deliberately looking for an opportunity to take action and trigger a war.
"Chengjiang! Wait below, I'll kill you later!" But at this moment, a shocking sound sounded. In the ninth row of bamboo forest, the voice of Chu Yan, his cold eyes opened and closed, and he stabbed coldly. Chengjiang.
Chengjiang said coldly: "You are a piece of trash whose life and soul cannot be condensed. I'll wait for you below!"
Chu Yan didn't speak. He was a little angry, but he soon calmed down and looked at Zizhu in the ninth row.
"My heart is infinite, how can you stop me? Cut it off!" Chu Yan took action, and the ninth row of purple bamboos was cut off!
Everyone was shocked, Mo Tu’s old eyes were also full of surprises, Chu Yan, broke the ninth row of purple bamboo? In the realm of absolute dust?
Chu Yan, broke the record again? Caught up with Luan Zhiyi?
But Motu was a little distracted. In the Juechen realm, Chu Yan could be said to be invincible in this realm. It was no exaggeration to say that he was the King of Juechen. But after all, his life and soul were shattered, and the way forward was probably going to stop.
"Heaven is jealous of talents!" Mo Tu felt resentful in his heart. He had decided to go to Wanqing Tianzun afterwards and help Chu Yan recast his soul at all costs.
In the ninth row, the first one, Chu Yan broke, and then he looked at Luan Zhiyi coldly: "What, have you reached your limit?"
Luan Zhiyi's face didn't look good. Indeed, the first one in the ninth row was his limit. The second one, he had a hunch that if he dared to break it, he would probably suffer a strong backlash and lose his life. He is a monster of a generation and would never do such a stupid thing.
So when he saw Chu Yan stepping here today, he felt unhappy, but he immediately calmed down and looked at Chu Yan: "I don't believe you can still break it!"
Chu Yan glanced at him coldly and shook his head: "In your opinion, you are a monster. If you can do it, others will definitely not be able to do it. But you don't know how big and vast this world is, and it is stronger than you." There are too many people!”
Everyone was shocked, who was Luan Zhiyi? Last year's number one in the Shengtai Monument, a peerless genius! But today, Chu Yan said to Luan Zhiyi, "There are too many people better than you?"
"Break!"
Chu Yan took action, so easily, as if he didn't use any force, Zizhu snapped in response.
The ninth row, the second purple bamboo, is broken!
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Everyone was shocked. How did Chu Yan do it? Each one of the ninth row of purple bamboos is extremely tough. Mu Bai admitted that he couldn't break it with a single blow with all his strength, but why was it so easy in Chu Yan's hands? It was as if he had stopped thinking about it.
"Do you believe it now?" Chu Yan looked at Luan Zhiyi coldly and arrogantly.
Luan Zhiyi's face turned red, and he felt humiliated. He was trapped by this purple bamboo and could not break it, but Chu Yan did it, and he was still in the Juechen realm! He is unwilling to give in, he is angry, and he is an unparalleled talent that only appears once in a century!
"Ah!" Luan Zhiyi growled, and he raised his hand to break the bamboo.
"Nonsense!" The elder of the Shura Sect frowned, drank blood and broke the bamboo! Luan Zhiyi actually did the same thing as Mu Bai in order to win Chu Yan.
Unfortunately, at the moment Luan Zhiyi chose to drink blood and cut off the bamboo, his faith had collapsed, and his pride in being extraordinary was trampled on. How could such a humble heart cut off this purple bamboo?
"Boom!" Luan Zhiyi was knocked out of the purple bamboo forest and vomited blood. He looked at Chu Yan angrily.
Chu Yan looked at Luan Zhiyi arrogantly: "You have failed! Your limit is not my limit!"
"You, like your brother, pride yourself on being extraordinary and think that everyone in the world should revolve around you. But do you still remember? I said that I could kill him in the Juechen realm, so when I became a king in the past, I killed him. you!"
"You can't become the king!" Luan Zhiyi didn't believe that Chu Yan could still become the king since his soul was broken.
"Don't worry, you will see that day! When the time comes, I will challenge you!"
"You said that my level is low, and you don't bother to bully me. But today I have humiliated myself, so you can let me know some of the differences. Let me ask you, Luan Zhiyi, do you still want to lose face? This is what you say The gap?" Chu Yan smiled, his smile was contemptuous, and the next moment, he raised his hand, and Zizhu broke in response.
Ninth row, third root!
Chu Yan smiled, with such disdain: "Is the gap you mentioned the gap between you and me?"
Ninth row, fourth root!
Ninth row, fifth root!
…
Ninth row, eighth follow!
At this time, Chu Yan seemed to have entered a mythical realm. All the purple bamboos were broken in his hands. He looked at Luan Zhiyi coldly: "You don't believe it?! Why do I need you to believe it? Do you still want to see it?"
"The eighth one in the ninth row...Junior Brother Chu Yan has tied the record of the king! In one, it is the Zizhu that can only be broken by the emperor level! He did it at the Juechen Realm!" All the disciples of the Tiandao Sect were pleasantly surprised.
Luan Zhiyi's face turned red and he was speechless. He called himself a genius and a monster. He was so arrogant before and looked down on Chu Yan, but today, Chu Yan returned all of this in front of him!
"This Purple Bamboo Forest Formation is originally a property of your Tiandao Sect. Another ancient has just arrived. You must know the mystery of it. Why are you proud of winning?"
"Haha, how ridiculous! Emperor Yun Sect! Tianshan Sect! Shura Sect! I, Tiandao Sect, have the honor here, you are not convinced! Come on, Cheng Feng, Chen Han, Zi Qingyun, come up and compete together! Or let you three sects The king-level elders are here! After all, this Purple Bamboo Forest Formation belongs to our Tiandao Sect. I, the Tiandao Sect, don’t bother to bully you!” Chu Yan was arrogant. He looked down with cold contempt. He is here today just to serve the Tiandao Sect. Promise!
mad! How crazy, come together, kings and elders! Chu Yan, in the Purple Bamboo Forest Formation today, is going to challenge all the kings with his Juechen Realm.
But will any elders really challenge it? Obviously impossible, they are all shameless people. But among the disciples, who can beat Chu Yan?
Cheng Feng, Chen Han, and Zi Qingyun have only reached the eighth level.
"Crack!" At this moment, another purple bamboo broke in response, the ninth one in the ninth row! Double Nine to the extreme, break! Cut off by Chu Yan’s hand!
Chu Yan smiled, his smile was so arrogant, he looked down at the crowd, he broke the record again today. Create unlimited honor for Tiandao Sect.
The ninth row and the ninth follow, the double nine is the ultimate, the ultimate king. Chu Yan succeeded today, everyone was very surprised, even the faces of the three sects were not good-looking.
In this competition, no words are needed, Chu Yan won!
Chu Yan did not continue the challenge. He had already certified his name for Tiandao Sect and there was no need to waste time, so he slowly walked out of the Purple Bamboo Forest Formation and came to Mo Tu's side.
"Master! I didn't embarrass you." Chu Yan smiled happily, and Mo Tu patted his shoulder excitedly: "Good boy! Good boy!"
"Junior brother, you are amazing!" Zi Yan also smiled sweetly from the side: "From now on, our Tiandao Sect will be proud of you."
"Senior sister, you're welcome. Next, it's time for someone to fulfill their promise." Chu Yan's eyes sharpened and he looked at Cheng Feng at this moment.
Everyone was shocked. Because they were too excited, many people had forgotten the bet between Chu Yan and Cheng Feng. But today, when Chu Yan won, he mentioned it again, and many people were shocked to remember it.
"Why are you standing there stunned? Come here quickly! Kneel down and apologize to my senior sister!"
