There was silence all over the imperial palace. If there was any sound, it was Chu Yan's footsteps. All the eyes of thousands of imperial palaces fell on him.
At this time, he was extremely handsome. The sun was falling in the sky, but it seemed to only highlight his extraordinaryness. He nodded slightly and walked out of the crowd step by step with such confidence.
Everyone turned their eyes, and when they saw his face clearly, their hearts trembled.
"What did he do, what did he do!" Yue Lang roared, showing a look of extreme pain. How could it be possible? Why was he the one who defeated the tyrant so powerfully? How could this be possible?
The Qingzhou swordsmen and the Mad Lion clan all showed signs of pain. They didn't want to believe it, but the fact was here. If they didn't believe it, what was the use?
Seeing that handsome figure, Fairy Yuehu was equally surprised, but after just a moment, she felt relieved and showed a bright smile.
Isn't it normal for him to do this?
He is the person who has disturbed the Immortal Realm in the past few decades. The genius of the Dragon Alliance defeated all the enemies in the world in the fantasy cave. He killed thousands of geniuses with a sword. He has an invincible posture. He has the enemy of the Immortal Emperor, but he is chatting and laughing. He has Ninth-grade life soul, isn’t this how it should be?
"Is it him?" Changsheng Mu was also stunned for a moment. He had met Chu Yan once. In the restaurant, he immediately showed an interesting smile: "It's a bit interesting."
The Nine Princes and Ye Feng all frowned slightly, obviously not expecting that the boy who contradicted him before was actually the new defender.
But after a moment, Ye Feng withdrew his gaze, still cold. The defender was not invincible, but was the strongest for some casual cultivators. Compared with them, the descendants of princes, it was nothing.
In the last Immortal Banquet, the Tyrant swept through hundreds of battle stages, but in the end only achieved the eleventh place, not the champion of the Immortal Banquet, because that position was not worthy of a casual cultivator.
"Is it you who defeated the tyrant?" Emperor Qingfeng looked at Chu Yan with a faint smile in his eyes.
"Back to the emperor, you are the junior." Chu Yan said respectfully, and the emperor nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, I look forward to your performance."
"I won't let the emperor down." Chu Yan responded.
In the imperial palace, a maid next to the emperor stepped out and said slowly: "The defender has come to the stage. Next, the battle of the Immortal Banquet begins. The first battle is a chaotic battle, with the defender as the center. Anyone who wants to join in the big fight can come on stage.”
"Whoosh!"
As soon as the words fell, countless figures immediately rose up in the imperial palace and jumped towards the battle platform, with more than a thousand people in total.
Chu Yan was not surprised by this number. After all, just one hundred people were defeated, and there were one thousand people. Plus the disciples of the major sects and the descendants of princes, there were a thousand people. It was normal.
From this, we can also see how powerful the tyrant is. In the last battle of the Immortal Banquet, he was able to fight out of a thousand people and become the eleventh, which shows how extraordinary he is.
This was also the best achievement achieved by casual cultivators in the past generations, and he was finally reused by the emperor and named a defender.
"Ye Feng, you have indeed joined the battle!" Everyone said, Ye Feng took a step in the air and landed on the battlefield, and the people around him spread out some distance.
What follows is a chaotic battle. Most people will definitely choose the person next to them first. Ye Feng is the most valued seed player in this year, so no one wants to stand with him.
"You'd better hope that in this chaotic battle, you will be eliminated, otherwise I will take your life." Ye Feng's eyes penetrated the crowd and landed on Chu Yan, and said lightly.
Hearing this, Chu Yan's eyes narrowed, and then he sneered: "You have to be careful. After all, the battle of the Immortal Banquet was witnessed by the emperor. Even if the descendants of the princes died, it would not be a strange thing."
"This lunatic..." Everyone was speechless. The chaotic battle hadn't even started yet, but he actually ran into Ye Feng?
Above the imperial palace, many princes looked at the emperor with smiles and asked with a smile: "Emperor, what do you think of this battle?"
"A group of juniors, we don't know yet, but looking at Ye Feng, they seem to be very confident."
"What does the emperor think of the new defender?" A beautiful woman next to him asked with a smile. Emperor Qingfeng glanced at Chu Yan: "He is courageous. Although his level is slightly lower, he must be certain that he can defeat the tyrant. I don’t know how far it will go.”
"I have never heard of a fifth-level Immortal defeating an eighth-level Immortal. I am afraid that this boy has practiced some Xiaoxiao technique, similar to poison magic. But on this Immortal Banquet Battle Stage, this kind of trick will not go far. ." Ninth Prince sneered.
"That's not necessarily the case. I heard a little bit about the battle between this son and the tyrant that day. I heard that he was defeated by pure force. Maybe there will be some miracle." Some people defended Chu Yan.
Emperor Qingfeng kept smiling and did not respond. At this time, he turned to look at Qing Yi, only to see Qing Yi's beautiful eyes always looking at Chu Yan, actually showing a smile, and said lightly: "Qing Yi, do you know him?"
"He will win." Qing Yi said crisply. Everyone was slightly startled and slightly surprised. Including the emperor, he also showed a smile but did not respond.
"Next, let's get started." Someone above the Imperial Palace ordered. The next moment, the battle platform in the center of the Imperial Palace trembled strongly, and then deep in the ground, there seemed to be a force rising, endless, breaking Opening up everything, he actually lifted the battle platform and sent it into the nine heavens.
In the end, the battle platform turned into a floating battle platform like the fairy city. There were eighteen huge green peaks below, occupying eight formations and covering the battle platform with endless bright brilliance.
Chu Yan was in it, felt all this, and secretly admired Qingfeng Immortal Dynasty's arms, such a suspended battle platform, I am afraid that even if the Immortal Lord fights, it can block the rest of the power.
"In the next battle, you can admit defeat. Those who admit defeat are not allowed to kill. Of course, if both sides are unwilling to admit defeat and fight desperately, causing casualties, no one is allowed to retaliate." Another voice came from the imperial palace.
"start!"
With an order, thousands of people on the battlefield flashed away in an instant. Most people would choose a place near the edge, because there, there is the outside world behind them, and they would not be attacked by surprise. They could concentrate on attacking the people in front of them. Of course, , there are also some unlucky ones who did not grab the edge and were placed in the center of the battle stage.
Such a person is surrounded by enemies from both sides and will usually be besieged and eliminated first.
But there are also accidents, such as some truly talented people. They don't care about their location, because where they are is a battlefield storm. No matter how many people surround them, they can win. For example, Ye Feng is like this. He doesn't want to The others also waited, but took the initiative to attack, killing everyone along the way. Everyone he met was killed.
In addition to Ye Feng, there are also several people who performed extremely well, such as Tyrant. Even though he was defeated by Chu Yan, he was still qualified to compete. His violent power allowed him to sweep across the side and hit the enemy with one punch.
Jiang Yan and Zhao Yu are both valued descendants of princes. In addition, there are some dark horses, such as the young demon lord of Jiuyou Demon City: Demon Dragon.
The power of the demon cultivator is extremely domineering, and he is not afraid of strong enemies. Even if he encounters the descendants of princes, he will not shy away. He will face the crisis directly and win with force. The more he fights, the braver he becomes.
There are also people from the Yue Clan participating in the war. Yue Lang and Yue Hu, as well as the Qingzhou Swordsman and the Crazy Lion Clan, are all there. However, they are not amazing enough compared to those top figures, but as a top force, they are passable and not to the point of being eliminated.
On the platform, Chu Yan was walking. The platform was huge and a self-contained space, enough for a thousand people to perform at their best, so he was not in a hurry. There were also some people who saw him and reported some lucky attacks. After all, he His realm was very low. Although he defeated the tyrant, many people did not think that Chu Yan would be very powerful except for those who witnessed the battle that day.
It's a pity that they were all defeated.
"Stop!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Chu Yan, making him frown slightly and stop.
"Although I don't know how you defeated the tyrant, you do not belong to this battlefield." A seventh-level genius said indifferently.
"You are no match for me." Chu Yan glanced at the immortal and said calmly. The immortal's eyes shrank. He is also a descendant of a prince and has very strong talent. However, he was born at the wrong time and his level is slightly lower. If he waits any longer, In ten years, in the next battle of the Immortal Banquet, he will definitely be incomparable.
Unfortunately, this time, he knew very well that he would never reach the end, but even so, he still did not allow anyone with a lower level than himself to exist on the battlefield.
So he decided to let Chu Yan be eliminated.
"Arrogant!" The man let out a low roar, clasped his hands together, and saw that there were layers of curse seals wrapped around his body. Each curse seal contained a different kind of power. Then these curse seals were born into the nine heavens, like Endless stars blasted towards Chu Yan from a distance.
Looking up at the curse seals all over the sky, Chu Yan shook his head helplessly: "Why don't you listen to the advice?"
"Buzz!" Chu Yan opened his palm and saw a small sword tomb emerging, like an island. Then he waved his sleeve and the island lifted into the sky. Then he heard a "dong-dong" sound, and the island In the middle, thousands of swords were shot out, and the phantoms were unified, and every sword was filled with strong chill.
"Bang!" The next moment, the endless cursed starlight was seen fading under the swords, and the swords continued to clang and clank. Tianjiao's face turned pale, and he was immediately enveloped in the endless sword light, and he was in a sword storm.
"No..." Tianjiao screamed, followed by popping sounds. Tianjiao spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees on the ground. While gasping for air, he looked at Chu Yan in horror.
"How did you do it?" Tianjiao whispered. He was sure that the move just now was not an immortal technique, nor did it have any immortal power. It seemed to be a very pure attack, but he failed. Don't even know what happened.
"Life Soul Suppression." Chu Yan smiled faintly. After defeating him, he did not take the opponent's life because it was unnecessary. Tianjiao's heart trembled, and then he lowered his head: "The tyrant lost to you unjustly, I admit defeat!"
