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Too much deception!
The moment the voice fell, the expressions on the faces of every disciple from the outer sect of the Heavenly Perishing Sect became horrifying. What did he mean by that? Insulting our Heavenly Death Sect with no one?
An early stage of the seventh level of essence, and we are going to do it with practitioners of the eighth level of essence, or even the ninth level?
It's simply too arrogant and domineering!
"I come!"
Among the disciples of the outer sect of the Tianzhu Sect, a disciple walked out.
"It's Brother Tongbei."
"His strength is stronger than that of Senior Brother Hougun. I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to fight against Zhao Jiang."
"Try it¡¡"
"Senior brother Tongbei should be the strongest among the seven-level practitioners of Huajing. If even he is defeated by Zhao Jiang, then"
All the disciples opened their mouths to discuss, and at the corner of their mouths, they couldn't help but reveal a bitter and helpless smile.
The words of the disciples of Shendanzong, although, are extremely arrogant.
But if, Brother Tongbei lost.
I'm afraid, it will be true as it said, to refine the eighth level, and even higher disciples will fight.
"Brother Tongbei may not necessarily lose!"
"Look! Brother Tongbei, Xuanqi has the attribute of red fire, maybe it will be stronger if it generates and restrains each other!"
Everyone looked at the platform with extremely hot eyes.
"Tianzhu Zongtong cup, refined essence, eighth-level peak."
A man in a fiery robe walked up to the platform, cupped his hands and said, "Using the big to bully the small, originally, I didn't bother to do it, but for the sake of the majesty of the Heavenly Perishing Sect, I have no choice but to do so."
"excuse me."
"please¡ª¡ª"
? Both sides bowed and clasped fists at each other.
Hula!
The next second.
Two diametrically opposite strands of profound energy erupted suddenly on the platform, one was extremely cold, while the other was as fiery as fire!
Boom!
On the platform, sparks of profound energy shot out!
? As soon as the two made a move, they immediately used all their strength. Zhao Jiang's body was as cold as the wind, and he quickly walked across the platform, while Natong Cup, with the spear in his hand, was as red as fire.
Profound energy exploded in the air.
In just an instant, the two sides fought dozens of times!
As for the Tong Cup, the gun shot out like a dragon. Every time, the scarlet gun light was forced in a dangerous position, bombarding Zhao Jiang, flying backwards continuously, with profound energy like a mountain, pressing down heavily.
With such a fighting situation, many disciples of the Heavenly Perishing Sect were excited to see it.
"Even if he is an evildoer, it is impossible for him to single-handedly win the eighth level of essence with the initial strength of the seventh level of essence!"
"Indeed, this time, Senior Brother Tongbei made a move, which definitely made him suffer!"
Among the crowd, excited discussions continued.
However.
Seeing the scene on the huge square as the battle platform, Ye Chentian calmly shook his head and sighed, "I lost this cup."
The two sides played against each other.
Ye Chentian has already seen the outcome.
"Brother Ye, why do you say that, Senior Brother Tongbei clearly"
Huang Jing, who was standing aside, couldn't help asking.
Boom!
The voice did not fall.
A torrent of profound energy suddenly diffused.
Mysterious energy, turn the sky!
Zhao Jiang, who had already fallen below, seemed to be borrowing force out of thin air. He landed on one foot, took a sideways step with his left leg, and with the saber in his hand, he slammed up and down.
The cold profound energy is attached to the light of the knife, and even the people watching from afar can feel the chilling killing intent on the battle platform.
"die!"
The light of the knife suddenly hit the battle platform.
Two huge strands of profound energy collided.
At the critical point of the junction of profound energy, a strong wave flew out backwards, just as Ye Chentian expected, the cup was poured, and with a bang, it flew out from the wave.
And that Zhao Jiang, still holding a knife in one hand, stood steadily on the battle platform.
Between heaven and earth, there was an instant silence.
This cup is defeated!
Even at the peak of the seventh level of Huajing, he was still defeated.
In everyone's heart, there is inevitably a sense of sadness. Could it be that they are all disciples of the top sect, and the gap between them and the Shendan sect is so great?
"I come!"
Amidst the sighs of the crowd, there was a loud reprimand,Looking at the young man with an indifferent face, he scolded fiercely and coldly.
In his eyes, let a disciple of the early stage of the sixth level of essence step forward, and he would not be taken seriously at all.
"One sword is enough."
That Mu Feng glanced at Lu Yang indifferently, and said casually.
"Arrogant, too arrogant!"
"A sword can kill Lu Yang? Is he looking down on our Sky Perishing Sect, or is he treating Senior Brother Lu Yang as a casual cultivator outside!"
The disciples of the Tianzhu Sect all showed angry expressions, which is really too arrogant.
And Elder Gu Chuan above the sky.
Although he didn't speak, his face was extremely serious at the moment.
He wasn't angry, but faint and worried.
"Hmph, I'd like to see what ability you have to say this!"
Lu Yang scolded angrily, at this moment, all the disciples of Tianzhuzong are looking at him, and only by defeating Mufeng neatly can the dignity of Tianzhuzong be restored!
"please¡ª¡ª"
Mu Feng took a step back, put the green sword on his back, and still did not move.
"open!!"
Boom!
Lu Yang stepped on the ground with a bang.
The thick profound energy poured down on his back like a waterfall, and the profound energy exploded. On the surface of Lu Yang's body, the muscles seemed to be covered with a layer of golden battle armor.
"Golden Armor"!
The middle-level cultivation method of character is also the root of Lu Yang, who can stand in the top 200 among the 1,000 disciples of the Tianzhu Sect!
"Boy, die!"
Lu Yang scolded angrily, with an extremely solemn expression on his face, and he tried his best when he shot.
The sudden profound energy permeated the battle platform.
However, Mu Feng's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and his eyes were fixed on Lu Yang, like a bow and arrow ready to go.
"Armor Breaking Fist!"
The golden profound energy gathered on the right fist, and Lu Yang punched Mu Feng with a bang, powerfully, and bombarded out.
Swish!
The cyan sword light suddenly lit up in the air.
Everyone didn't even see clearly how Mufeng made this sword.
"well¡¡"
Above the sky, Elder Gu Chuan's dignified brows turned into a big Sichuan character, and he sighed, "It turns out that the confidence of your Shendan sect is not in Zhao Jiang, but in him."
"If it was Yangqiuzuo back then, I'm afraid, he could still win by a narrow margin, but now Yangqiuzuo has already been handed down personally."
"I am afraid that no one in the outer sect of the Heavenly Perishing Sect can win"
Following Elder Gu's sigh.
That Lu Yang took off from the huge battlefield square, followed, and hit the ground heavily.
On the chest, shocking bloodstains spread out from the sword marks.
The audience.
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