On the throne.
now.
There were two rays of true energy with completely different lights and colors constantly clashing and colliding in mid-air, making a sound like thunder and electric shock, vigorous and powerful.
It was so shocking that a group of Taoist priests with low cultivation levels in the audience had to reach out to cover their ears with painful expressions.
"Damn it, is Taishi Yuan really so extraordinary? Except for that good-for-nothing Liu Quan, this person has defeated six people in a row. How can he still have such great achievements?"
Opposite Chen Heng, who looked calm, was the monk in green with an extremely ugly expression.
He is a descendant of the Tianchi Jiang family, and the Qi training method he practices is called "Shenlie Feijue Chongxuan Internal Method". It is the secret of the Tianchi Jiang family and can be used to cultivate the "Great Cave Jade Truth".
And among the ninth level and thirty-sixth level of True Qi rank.
"Dadong Yuzhen" is also among the best, ranking in the middle grade of the ninth level, which can be said to be extremely brilliant!
But even the ninth-level middle-grade "Dadong Yuzhen" is unable to compete with "Taishi Yuanzhen" and will inevitably be defeated.
at this time.
I feel that there is not much energy left in my body.
The green-clothed monk let out a deep cry in his heart, and raised his whole body's energy boldly, intending to make a last-ditch effort.
And noticed that the person opposite had a strange energy.
Chen Heng shook his head and urged Taishi Yuanzhen with all his strength. In an instant, it spread out twenty feet long, like a long dragon in the abyss that had broken free of its shackles.
A "Puff" sound shook the sky and flew straight towards the monk in blue!
It sounded like a mountain cracking.
It's just that Fang Yi touches each other.
Although it was originally at a disadvantage, "Dadong Yuzhen", who could still manage to fight back and forth, was immediately scattered to pieces, defeated, and was completely wiped out by Taishi Yuanzhen.
Seeing this, the monk in green clothes had a look of panic and panic in his eyes.
He forced himself to take the last breath of his true energy and hurriedly recited a spell, when a small seal of mountains and rivers flew out of his sleeve robe.
But Taishi Yuanzhen was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.
It's so fast.
Not to mention that the monk in Tsing Yi has not yet reacted.
Even the spectators outside the Dharma platform were dumbfounded and extremely surprised.
With an eardrum-piercing crackle.
The green-robed monk and the small seal of mountains and rivers he sacrificed in a hurry flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell out of the stage.
Until he rolled dozens of somersaults on the ground.
Feeling embarrassed and embarrassed, the monk in Tsing Yi barely managed to generate some strength, shouted loudly, stretched out his hands, stopped his decline, and jumped up from the ground.
"Taishi Yuanzhen is worthy of being the ultimate true energy in the four seas of Kyushu. Jiang Mou has really seen it today..."
There was silence for a while.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone watching the battle.
The green-robed monk's lips trembled again and again, and finally he whispered these words.
Immediately, blood stains emerged from the seven orifices, the light in his eyes dispersed, and he looked up to the sky and fell down.
"Brother Jiang?"
Several members of the family who were usually on good terms with him screamed in surprise and rushed over to rescue him.
There was an uproar in the field, and everyone was surprised.
If we include Liu Quan who made up the numbers, Chen Heng has defeated eight people in succession on the stage of law!
But there was no hint of fatigue in his expression. It was obvious that he still had a lot of energy left and was full of energy.
Such performance.
He is indeed unparalleled in strength and can be called a genius!
While everyone watching the battle was talking about it, Jiang Tongyuan and other members of the family had their faces as dark as water.
"Taishi Yuanzhen is really good at Xuan Gong. He is even more famous when we meet him..."
Wei Yang sighed softly with a lot of emotion.
"Let me take action."
now.
Wang Dian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"Brother Wang?"
Wei Yang was a little surprised when he heard this, but he slowly shook his head: "Don't be impatient, now is not the time for you to take action."
"If we continue to lose like this, I'm afraid that the family's reputation will be greatly damaged and ridiculed by outsiders, especially those from humble backgrounds, who will treat us as a complete laughing stock."
Wang Dian slowly opened his eyes and spoke with a hint of inexplicable coldness in his voice.
This person's facial features are not elegant and handsome, he is just elegant and restrained, just ordinary.
But if you look closely, you can see that there is something indescribably majestic about it, like a tall mountain in the wilderness, with a noble posture.
He looked at Wei Yang and spoke proudly:
"I know that you are planning to use the method of wheel fighting to kill Chen Heng's will. After he was exhausted for a long time, I finally took action and defeated him in one fell swoop. The final decision was made.
But when I was young, I, Wang Dian, was taught by ancient strangers. I drank red clouds in Beihai, received divine fire, and was taught by heaven...
Within the four seas of the Nine Provinces, when fighting against monks of the same realm, I claim that I will not be inferior to anyone, let alone just a mere Chen Heng! "
Wei Yang's eyes flashed when he heard this.
He was about to persuade again, but was interrupted by Jiang Tongyuan standing aside suddenly raising his hand.
"No! You are wrong! When a man acts, he should only do it without moving. If he moves, he will be shocked and achieve immediate results! If the thunder breaks out, who dares to do it?!
Since Chen Heng announced the invitation to the Fourth Academy, he just wants to use our name to ascend to the throne and serve as a ladder for him to advance. In this case, how can he be allowed to succeed?
I really don’t want to take any risks involved in this! "
Jiang Tongyuan put his hand on Wang Dian's shoulder, pressed it slightly, and said earnestly:
"Brother Wang, I know that the Taoism of Qin is extraordinary, but that Chen Heng, judging from these battles, he is really a character. He may have hidden some powerful methods. The only way to act is to win steadily. reason!
Just be patient for now. What does the temporary ridicule of others mean? Who are you and me? Why should we care about their thoughts? Don't look at Chen Heng, although he is very popular now, but if he overestimates his capabilities, he will become a laughing stock!
Just wait quietly. After this battle is over, Brother Zhuo will personally pour you a glass of wine to apologize! "
"..."
Wang Dian's eyebrows wrinkled.
After thinking for a moment, he finally shook his head and gave up for now.
"How about you, Dao Lian? What do you think?"
He suddenly looked towards the distance, the woman whose face was covered by a curtain.
"Don't call me that, Wang Dian. If you still can't learn to speak, then learn how to shut up."
Jiang Daolian's voice was soft and soft, like the mist clouds blowing over his face in the morning, but it was a bit alienating and cold.
Wang Dian's eyes darkened, and his expression suddenly darkened.
Jiang Tongyuan secretly screamed that something was wrong. He glared at Jiang Daolian and then went to comfort Wang Dian with gentle words. The attitude is kind and approachable.
Wei Yang looked at the chaos beside him and felt helpless, but he was too lazy to get involved, so he pointed to a young sword cultivator and said:
"Wei Zhuo, your swordsmanship is acceptable, you will be next! You must force Chen Heng to use other means besides Taishi Yuanzhen!"
The tall and thin Taoist from Wei Zhuo nodded, jumped up, and reached the altar.
And after a few breaths.
Wait until Chen Heng has finished adjusting his breath.
He just drew his sword in his hand and said:
"consult."
This time's invitation to fight.
Although there was no restriction on the fate of members of the family, Chen Heng was also allowed to adjust his breath.
However, in just a few breaths, Chen Heng adjusted his true energy to its peak, which really shocked Wei Zhuo.
I don't know if it's Taishi Yuanzhen's unique and magical nature of "the dragon and the sky are bright, taking in all the truths", which allows him not to be afraid of the losses in the battle.
Or maybe the people who were defeated in the previous fight didn't show much of Chen Heng's true strength.
This allowed him to restore his true energy to its peak state in a very short period of time.
But no matter which of the above categories.
For Wei Zhuo, this is really not good news.
He looked at the handsome Taoist dressed like snow on the other side of the altar, firmly holding the magic sword in his hand, not daring to be careless at all.
"Asking for advice."
Chen Heng cupped his hands and said.
Now after several battles, those in the family also understood what he meant.
If the fight fails, the elixir will be handed over to Mi Hui under the Dharma platform, so there is no need for Chen Heng to waste more words before the fight.
In full view.
People in these clans don't dare to pass things off as good or fake stories, and with Mi Hui watching closely, they can't stir up trouble among them.
At this time.
Chen Heng caught a glimpse of the magic sword in Wei Zhuo's hand and couldn't help but smile.
"Sword cultivator?"
he asks.
"It's just a way to protect the Tao, it shouldn't be called that." Wei Zhuo shook his head.
"turn out to be."
Chen Heng smiled noncommittally, called out the Qinglu Sword and held it in his hand: "Senior brother, please come!"
"Do you know how to use a sword?"
Wei Zhuo's expression changed, but the matter had come to this, and he could no longer think about it.
So he activated his true energy, pointed his fingers parallelly, and raised the flying sword, turned it into a long beam of light, and struck at Chen Heng!
Chen Heng's thoughts turned, and the Qinglu Sword also turned into a bolt of sword light, stably blocking the incoming sword in the air.
Immediately he did not retreat but advanced.
With the power of soaring into the sky and breaking through the clouds, it emits brilliant brilliance and cuts straight towards Wei Zhuo's leader of the Six Yangs!
…
…
The sword energy surged endlessly, making a harsh clang.
Both of these are the second realm of swordsmanship - the realm where sword intent takes form.
For a while, it was barely evenly matched.
But it's no more than a small stick of incense.
Wei Zhuo gradually showed his weakness. Chen Heng keenly caught a small gap and swung the sword light five feet around his body.
Instantly.
Wei Zhuo was a little unable to resist, and the veins on his forehead were beating wildly.
"Wei Zhuo has been taught by the elders of the clan since he was a child. All he has heard and heard are excellent swordsmanship skills. But even so, can he still be no match for Chen Heng? After all, he still lacks some experience... "
Wei Yang closed his eyes, no longer wanting to watch the battle on the stage anymore, and sighed in his heart:
"But Chen Heng, how old is he? How come he has such great experience in fighting? Even I feel a little ashamed...could it be that he started learning fighting when he was still in his mother's womb? "
Wei Yang smiled bitterly, feeling helpless.
And he has a sharp vision, so he can see that Wei Zhuo is destined to fall, and it is just a matter of how long he can support it, and there is no way to recover from it.
But in the eyes of some people in the family.
Wei Zhuo was just slightly behind, but he was able to regain the chance of victory soon.
For this reason, a monk from the aristocratic family named Huang Dalun started an argument with others. The quarrel was so intense that it attracted countless attention.
soon.
At a time when the dispute seemed to be getting more intense.
On the stage, Chen Heng's sword energy rotated several times, swinging past the attack like a swimming fish, and then with a scream, he suddenly split Wei Zhuo's flying sword!
Between the electric light and flint.
It stopped firmly at Wei Zhuo's neck!
There was silence for a long time.
Wei Zhuo sighed, bowed his head and said:
"Junior brother is a veteran in fighting. He is very skilled. I am not as good as you. I lost this battle..."
As soon as this sentence came out.
There was an uproar in the field.
The disciples of the noble family who were still arguing with others immediately stopped talking.
Among them, Huang Dalun, who made the most noise, was more like a blackbird with its neck stuck, and no words came out.
In the eyes of most of the Taoist priests, they only saw countless sword energy entangled together, clashing and making sounds, which was really dazzling and beautiful.
But he couldn't clearly see the thin sword moves in it.
Unexpectedly, with only a slight distraction, the winner and loser were decided on the stage, and they couldn't help but be surprised.
Don't talk about them.
Even some of the disciples who entered the house at the foundation-building realm were surprised and frowned.
"The time has been delayed for a long time, and I have warmed up. Next, I will no longer hold back. Only by using thunderous means can I show my ability to knock the mountain and shake the tiger!"
After Wei Zhuo sadly jumped off the altar, another beautiful girl named Yuan Guang stood up.
Chen Heng smiled inwardly and made up his mind.
…
And after the beautiful girl ascended the stage of justice.
There was a slight silence in the originally noisy place, which showed that she was quite famous in this courtyard.
Even Huang Dalun, who had already stopped talking, became excited and shouted proudly:
"This is Senior Sister Ji. She defeated the five monsters of Xiaoyin Mountain with her good swordsmanship at a young age, and even——"
Boom!
The words are not finished yet.
Chen Heng used all his strength to blast out a ray of innate divine light, and the girl's panicked protective means were torn apart like paper.
There was only one explosion.
The girl's figure fell to the ground without strength. She was protected by prisoner Qiao Yu's magic power at the last moment, and she barely managed to survive, but she was also unconscious.
"..."
There was silence for a moment.
Then another Jade Crown Taoist shouted loudly and flew towards him.
"This Senior Brother Xin is even more powerful. His Nine Spirit Yang Hou Technique has been taught by the elders of the Xin clan. It is so powerful that even the masters of the Zifu realm cannot take it lightly!"
Huang Dalun saw this and spoke loudly again.
And he just finished speaking.
Then they saw Chen Heng's sleeve robe, dozens of drops of bright red water flying out, and in an instant the nine-headed spirit general was beaten into powder.
And that senior brother Xin also rolled down the altar.
More air out, less air in...
"You gentlemen in front of me, how can you allow you to show off your cruelty?! Let Deng come and meet you!"
After a while.
Another man stood up with his sword in hand and jumped onto the altar in anger.
"Everyone, this battle is over! This senior brother Deng is proficient in the magic of thunder! He once used lightning to make arrows and killed hundreds of demonic birds in a row. If he takes action, he will be able to capture them with ease!"
Huang Dalun laughed again and spoke with a very determined tone!
Buzz!
There is no way to win three battles.
Brother Deng was defeated by the red water all over the sky and took the initiative to jump off the altar.
He glared at Huang Dalun who was confused, shouted in shame and anger, covered his face with his sleeves, and finally flew away directly with Qi, escaping from Baishi Peak.
"..."
Facing the joking gazes, hundreds of pairs of eyes.
Huang Dalun's throat trembled, but his face still pretended to be nonchalant, quite calm.
And not long after.
Another person shouted angrily and jumped onto the altar.
Huang Dalun was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly added:
"This is my clan brother, Huang Ruzhen! When Brother Ruzhen was young—"
boom!
The innate divine light from Chen Heng suddenly split into two, and then split into four, catching Huang Ruzhen off guard. His sternum was shattered, and all his limbs were penetrated, dripping with blood.
…
"This is Zhou Shu——"
boom!
…
"Senior Sister Saoyue has mastered the Circle Talisman Manifesting True Light Technique. She——"
boom!
…
"Brother Cheng has been raised with Yuye Golden Paste since he was a child. He can fight tigers and leopards at the age of three!"
boom!
…
"My brother Han Zhou has the appearance of a real person!"
boom!
…
As one figure after another was knocked off the stage, dust was scattered.
Huang Dalun's voice also became lower and lower, as thin as a gnat, inaudible.
In the end, he simply said nothing.
Just like a clay or wooden sculpture, he looked at it blankly, but couldn't make any sound.
And on the Dharma platform.
But the more Chen Heng fought, the more he felt at ease, and he felt like he had broken free from the shackles and had a relaxed and relaxed feeling!
He gave a clear drink and urged the flying sword, which turned into a rainbow that penetrated the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye!
The disciple of the clan who was fighting with Chen Heng was shocked when he saw this, and his face turned pale.
He originally wanted to dodge, but the flying sword came too fast, so he hurriedly summoned a small tortoise shell shield and blocked it in front of him.
But with one strike of the sword light, the small tortoise-shell shield was struck far away with sparks flying.
Then he slashed upward and cut off half of his neck!
He felt that the sword light was suddenly blocked by an extremely powerful force, and he could no longer move forward.
Chen Heng knew that it was the prisoner who had taken action to protect this man's life, so he recalled the flying sword in his hand and smiled softly:
"Concession."
"..."
The man on the altar was bleeding profusely from his neck. He secretly used his Xuan Gong for several weeks to stop the injury.
He looked at Chen Heng in panic, his lips moved again and again, as if he wanted to say something harsh, but in the end no words came out.
He jumped off the altar in panic and hurriedly got into the crowd, looking like he was out of his mind.
now.
Everyone is silent.
There was silence for a moment, as if you could hear a pin drop.
If Chen Heng knocked Liu Quan off the stage, they just looked at it as a joke and didn't take it seriously.
But as the fight intensified.
Their mood gradually changed from suspicion, panic and anxiety, and finally turned to horror.
Until now.
There was even a faint chill on the back, which was terrifying!
Chen Heng faced the many complicated glances and raised his eyes with a calm expression, turning a blind eye.
"Which senior brother will give me advice in the next game?"
He looked around the audience, his expression unchanged, and suddenly he shouted in a deep voice.
No one in the room answered.
His eyebrows were wrinkled, his eyes shone brightly, like two stars hanging in the sky, his energy was extremely powerful, and he shouted again:
"Who's going to play?"
So no one dared to answer.
Some people even lowered their heads unconsciously when Chen Heng glanced at him, unable to face him directly, and remained silent.
in this way.
After Chen Heng asked three more times, there was no response.
He smiled with a smile on his lips, his eyes wandered around, and finally landed on Wang Dian.
"Presumptuous! I'll fight you!"
Wang Dian saw the silent irony, ignored Wei Yang's repeated gestures, sneered and shouted.
When everyone heard this, there was a commotion, and there was a hint of excitement in their expressions.
"Yeah!"
Huang Dalun, who had been shrinking his head, suddenly became excited again. He opened his voice and shouted:
"This is Senior Brother Wang Dian, he once obtained ancient -"
"Brother Huang, shut up and don't ruin things!"
Several members of the family were immediately shocked and spoke in unison, quickly stopping him.
There was another one who was a little closer, and he immediately took action, covering his mouth in panic and gagging him tightly.
"..."
Huang Dalun's eyes twitched wildly, and he felt helpless.
(End of chapter)
