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In a box on the north side of the stand, Di Tian was also impressive, but he stood respectfully behind an elderly man.

The man is in his forties, with a Chinese face, thick and long eyebrows, and a golden robe.

This person is the peak master of Tianshu Peak, and he is also the master of Emperor Tian, a strong man at the peak of the Divine Power Realm, known as the Tianshu Divine Monarch, although he is now full of restrained breath, but his eyes are open and closed, and sometimes there is a scene of stars collapsing, which shows that he has participated in the creation.

"Ditian, is that little guy Yang Xuan that you praise a lot?" At this moment, Tianshu Shenjun spoke, and his eyes directly locked on a handsome young man with a bit of evil spirit in the west stand.

"Master's eyes are like torches!" Di Tian smiled and nodded, Tianshu Shenjun went out last night, and he had never seen Yang Xuan at all, but now he recognized Yang Xuan at a glance, just this ability made Di Tian amazed.

"Well, this son is good, not only has he comprehended the sword intent, but his physical body is also extremely strong, he should have cultivated a complete ancient body refining secret technique!"

Tianshu Shenjun bowed his head, picked up the teacup on the table next to him, took a sip, and then gently tapped the table with his fingers, making a rhythmic sound, and asked, "Did he really break through the ninth floor of the Ancestral Witch Tower?"

"It's true. Di Tian said.

"In the past ten thousand years, only Wu Ming has broken through to the eighth layer, this son is very extraordinary!" Tianshu Shenjun smiled and said, "Emperor Tian, that kid's talent is much stronger than you, and you are not jealous at all?"

"It's false to say that you're not jealous, but there's pressure to be motivated, isn't it?"

"Well, that's right, I haven't taught you in vain all these years. ”

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"The sword fighting conference is an annual event in my Divine City, the main purpose is to screen out outstanding disciples in order to cultivate, in the martial arts competition, you must not be cowardly, all show me real skills, as long as you perform well enough, the sect's reward is indispensable. ”

Dressed in a bright silver robe, the imposing He Buyu quickly appeared, and after a simple opening sentence, he looked around the audience, nodded his eyes to the box where the Tianshu Divine Monarch was, and then said loudly, "The top 100 disciples are out." ”

Whew!

A group of 100 people stepped down from the stands, and under the gaze of countless envious eyes, they came to a huge sword fighting platform in the center of the martial arts arena.

"Very good, you guys yesterday saw it in person, and it can be said that everyone performed quite well. ”

The sword fighting platform is empty, why not nod silently, and said, "Let's get down to business, and then draw lots to face off." ”

As soon as the words fell, with a wave of his robe, hundreds of tokens flew down.

Seeing this scene, the hundreds of people in the sword fighting platform shot one after another and grabbed a token.

Yang Xuan was also impressed, and grabbed a token cleanly.

This is a lottery, Gao Yi mentioned it to Yang Xuan yesterday, so Yang Xuan is no stranger to this, grabbed the token and looked at it, and saw a token engraved with the word "one".

"Each looks at the token, the face is from one to one hundred numbers, the number one is against the number two, the third is against the fourth, and so on. ”

Speaking of this, He Buyu paused and said, "Now, the disciples who have drawn the No. 1 and No. 2 lots, stay on the stage, and the others will go down and wait for their own fights." ”

Hearing this, a group of people got off the sword fighting platform.

Soon, there were only two people left in the sword fighting platform, but the moment they saw these two people, the audience was shocked, and the sounds of surprise and doubt rose and fell like a tide, resounding one after another.

"It's really a narrow road, the two of them are a pair!"

"Zhuge Yun is in trouble, and he has no chance of winning against Yang Xuan. ”

"Of course, even if Yang Xuan's strength is not as good as Xiao Buye and Jiang Yichen, I'm afraid it's not much worse, and it's easy to deal with Zhuge Yun. ”

"I heard that the two of them are going to fight for life and death on the sword fighting platform, but I don't know if Zhuge Yun dares to sign a life and death contract with Yang Xuan and separate life and death. ”

Under the noise, Zhuge Yun's face was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth twitched, obviously he didn't expect to touch Yang Xuan in the first round.

"Zhuge Yun, aren't you shouting to kill me, now that the opportunity has come, let's make a life and death contract first. Yang Xuan went straight in with a single knife and opened his mouth to make a life and death contract.

Zhuge Yun was silent, Yang Xuan defeated Duan Hui, Lin Yu, and Wei Jun respectively yesterday, the strength is obvious to all, how can he be Yang Xuan's opponent, once the life and death contract is set, he will definitely die.

No one is not afraid of death, especially a person like him, who has a prominent status and has been clothed and fed since childhood, in the face of the impending death crisis, he is trembling all over.

"Hey, Zhuge Yun, you're dumb, but you have something to say. ”

"Yes, let's all wait, if you don't dare to sign the contract of life and death, then hurry up and admit defeat, anyway, you are also famous in the Divine City for bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, even if you admit defeat, no one will laugh at you." ”

"Haha, this guy is cowardly. ”

A lot of ridicule poured from the stands in the four directions, making Zhuge Yun's fingers tremble with anger, he knew that he would definitely become the laughing stock of Shencheng from now on, and lose face.

"It seems that you have offended a lot of people in the Divine City, so many people are waiting to see your jokes. Yang Xuan said sarcastically.

"I, admit it, lose!" Zhuge Yun endured the anger and killing intent in his heart, squeezed out three words from between his teeth, and then hurriedly got off the sword fighting platform and left the martial arts arena in a gloomy manner.

"Escaped?"

"Hmph, it's really a master who bullies the weak and fears the hard. ”

"Waste, waste, I see what kind of face he will have in the future to stay in the Divine City. ”

Seeing the commotion in the audience, why not say coldly, "Okay, be quiet." ”

After speaking, he cleared his throat and raised his voice, "Yang Xuan won, and then the No. 3 and No. 4 picks will take the stage." ”

Hearing He Buyu's words, Yang Xuan got off the sword fighting platform and returned to sit down next to Su Ziyao and the others.

At the same time, two figures rushed to the sword fighting platform.

Both of them are in their early twenties, their cultivation is quite comparable, and they are both in the Nine Heavens of the Vientiane Realm, and they will draw their swords and fight fiercely.

It is indeed a fierce battle, the two have comparable combat experience, and the swordsmanship of cultivation is also indistinguishable, although Yang Xuan is a human being in two lives, he can't see which is stronger or weaker in a short time.

Not to mention him, many outer disciples can't judge who wins and who loses, because the strength of the two is really evenly matched.

After a series of golden and iron sounds, Yang Xuanjian raised his eyebrows, and was surprised to find that one of them had actually awakened a different martial spirit.

This is a young man who is not tall, has a mediocre appearance, and can't attract people's attention even if he is thrown in the crowd, only to see the vision of the martial soul behind him disappear in a flash.

Immediately, a thick white fog erupted from him like an ocean, and suddenly a vast fog enveloped the entire Fighting Sword Arena.

"What a weird martial spirit!" Yang Xuan squinted his eyes and said, he tried to release his perception, and found that his perception could not penetrate the thick fog, which was like a wall of heaven, isolating the perception of the martial artist.

"Is this Yin Hai's martial spirit, it's really eye-opening!"

"There are many martial souls in the world, but this is the first time I've seen this kind of weird martial soul!"

"It's really weird, but I have to say that this kind of martial spirit is very powerful!"

"Alas, Yin Hai is really deep enough to hide, I remember that he didn't use this kind of martial soul in the Sword Fighting Conference?"

"He was unlucky in a sword fighting conference, and he was knocked off the stage by Jiang Yichen with a sword, so it should be too late to use it. ”

The sound of the stands in the four sides was endless, and they were all shocked by Yin Hai's martial spirit.

This kind of dense fog martial soul is also too different, and it can actually isolate the perception of the martial artist.

Under normal circumstances, it doesn't matter if you lose your senses, but in this kind of dense fog where you can't see your fingers, if you lose your senses, it's very bad.

Whew!

The sword light flickered in the thick fog, and Yin Hai's opponent was like a headless fly, and he didn't know where Yin Hai was at all, so he could only swing his sword indiscriminately.

For a while, the sword aura of the sword fighting platform was vertical and horizontal, and the dense fog was like the wind and clouds, but Yin Hai never appeared, he was a poisonous snake, lurking in a hidden place, waiting for the opportunity to give the strongest blow to the opponent on the same stage.

"Yin Hai, you bastard, get out of here. ”

"Come out, the sword fighting conference is for sword fighting, and you use this kind of indiscriminate martial soul to win or not. ”

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort came out, and immediately after, a sword qi pierced through the dense fog, breaking through the air and killing to the extreme.

Needless to say, it was Yin Hai who made a move, which made people unguardable.

"Ahh

"The sword fighting conference does not stipulate that you can't use martial spirits, get out of here!" With a long roar, the thick fog of the sword fighting platform dissipated, and a figure also appeared from the corner of the platform, it was Yin Hai.

At that long whistle, he pounced quickly, swung his long sword, and launched a fierce attack, but before his opponent could react, the whole person was swept out of the sword platform by the long sword like a broken kite, and he fell unconscious.

defeated the opponent with a sword, Yin Hai returned his long sword to the sheath, walked off the sword fighting platform with a cold face, and returned to the place where he was sitting, clean and neat.

"It is worthy of the Sword God Palace, and there are many geniuses, and none of the people who can enter the top 100 are soft persimmons!" Yang Xuan said with emotion.

"Brother Yang, can this martial soul still be a dense fog!?" Tie Feng asked in surprise.

"What is this, you look at it, there will definitely be no fewer of the top 100 awakened alien martial spirits. Yang Xuan said lightly.

"Let's not talk about the alien martial soul first, do you have a chance of winning against that Yin Hai?" asked Li Yunfei.

"Of course, his Dense Mist Martial Soul is strong, but it is not without flaws, I only need to use the Flame Martial Soul to give him a sea of fire, and he has nothing to hide. ”

"That's good, but Yin Hai is not the most powerful, you have to be careful of Xiao Buye and Jiang Yichen, these two are your fierce rivals. ”

"Well, I'll be careful. ”

While talking, two more people climbed the sword platform and began to fight.

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