At this time, the eyes of the entire human race fell on the golden curtain of the land of Shura. The name of pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info Zhuang Yichen came into view, but many people in the literature and Taoism had a faint sting in their hearts.

Because Zhuang Yichen was still a martial arts person not long ago, it was so amazing and powerful to change the Wendao in a short period of time.

Zhuang Yichen was running on the vast field with the demon jinshi and the three demon people, and one after another war poems were blessed on his body, steadily leaving the demon clan behind him.

"It's strange, this little guy's battle poetry power is faintly better than others when he uses it, what is the reason for this?" Zhu Sheng looked at Zhuang Yichen in the light curtain, and his face showed curiosity.

"Hmm, you old guy is actually spying on my disciple!" The magnificent voice suddenly sounded, and Sun Shengxiong's body suddenly appeared.

"Nonsense, the trial in the Shura Land of our War Palace, why can't this saint see it! Not only can you see it, but it is still fair and just!" Zhu Sheng laughed, stretched out his hand and flicked it gently, a white jade table, on which the fragrance of wine and food was overflowing.

Sun Sheng sat down casually, unceremoniously reached out and poured a glass of wine, and drank it all. Squinted his eyes for a moment and said, "Don't think too much about your battle hall, Zhuang Yichen is already a member of our war hall!"

"There is no such rule in the Holy Courtyard, you can't leave any hall you enter! Besides, you old guy is too stingy, and a mere deputy envoy still wants you to keep such a prodigy!" Zhu Sheng said with a sneer.

"He is not yet twenty years old, and the deputy envoy of the military hall is already a little promoted, if you give him the position of the chief envoy, be careful that I will sue you in front of the Holy Lord!" Sun Sheng said with a glare.

The two half-saints giggled, drinking a little wine and watching Zhuang Yichen's every move in the light curtain, there was a flash of essence in their eyes.

Zhuang Yichen's speed was very stable, and the distance between the demon clan jinshi and the demon clan raised people slowly widened.

The wisdom of the demon clan jinshi in these seventeen levels is extremely high, and it is easy not to let the three demon clans scatter with them. Previously, Qin Aolong was besieged by exhaustion of talent in these seventeen levels, and finally used his hole cards to break through.

But Zhuang Yichen's pseudo-talent is extremely long, even if the wisdom of the demon clan jinshi is high, but the demonic qi of the three demon clans can no longer keep up.

After all, the Demon Jinshi is just a group of demon spirits, and the reason why the wisdom is extremely high in these seventeen levels is that it is just a program similar to that set by the computer, and it lacks some flexibility after all.

So when the three demon people had been thrown out of a distance, Zhuang Yichen immediately stopped and wrote: "It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are left, the spring silkworms are dead, and the wax torch turns into ashes and tears begin to dry!"

The face of this heroic general is very clear, and it is Fan Shihao's appearance. Zhuang Yichen's eyes were slightly moist, and at this time, Fan Shihao's heroic spirit roared angrily, and the phantom of the thick-backed long knife crossed a mysterious emergence, and pounced on the demon clan.

Not to be outdone, the demon blade loomed in the void, but it was at the most critical moment that he met Fan Shihao's heroic spirit.

Zhuang Yichen turned back, and after a hundred breaths, he intercepted the three demon warriors, and immediately summoned the heroic spirit of the headless general, and fought together.

"What a majestic talent! You can actually maintain two battle poems to fight at the same time!" At this time, in the battle hall, Zhu Sheng and Sun Sheng took a deep breath at the same time.

Even if they are two demi-saints, who have lived for hundreds of years, they have never seen a few such perverted characters.

"East Holy Lord!" Zhu Sheng shouted in a low voice.

"Bai Ya Sheng!" Sun Sheng also said a name, and the two glanced at each other, both seeing the look of horror in each other's eyes.

It turned out that Zhuang Yichen actually had the potential to be comparable to the Eastern Holy Lord and Baiya Saint, and he was still on top of the cultivation of Wendao.

"If his martial arts hall is not damaged, will he be able to cultivate both civil and military at the same time!" this thought flashed through the two of them at the same time.

The three demon clans were easily killed, Zhuang Yichen sneered, and immediately rushed back.

At this time, Fan Shihao's heroic spirit and the demon clan jinshi were fighting fiercely, but they were slightly behind.

Without the three demon clans raising people as minions, the demon jinshi was naturally not so terrifying, Zhuang Yichen deliberately pretended to be lacking in talent, and breathed for a while before he made a move when Fan Shihao's heroic spirit was about to dissipate, killing the demon jinshi.

"Boom!" At this time, there was a loud rumbling sound from the golden curtain outside the land of Shura, and Zhuang Yichen's ranking jumped again.

"I've broken through the eighteenth level!"

"yes, that's amazing! He hasn't spent forty hours yet!"

"Horror, it's really terrifying! We don't dare to call us a man in the middle of the Tao in front of him. The scholars of the Seven Kingdoms exclaimed one after another, and in addition to fear, they also admired and respected their eyes.

This is the top ten positions in the history of the Shura Land, and each of them is now an incomparably powerful demi-saint, and the top two are the Eastern Saint Lord and the Baiya Saint.

This is equivalent to saying that Zhuang Yichen already has great potential to become a saint, and he is still a half-saint of the legendary level.

"I'm afraid he's already used his hole cards!"

"Yes, relying on your own strength to pass the seventeenth level, it is not easy at the level of Wenju people!"

"It's hard to say at the moment, and let's see how long he can hold out at the eighteenth level!" The Wen Confucians had different views at this time.

Of course, these scholars basically don't think that Zhuang Yichen has the strength to pass the eighteenth level. After all, there are two demon jinshi in the eighteenth level, and even the middle level of the human warrior may not be able to break through.

Therefore, how long it can hold out at the eighteenth level has become the focus of debate among the Seven Kingdoms.

At this time, the world list is unusually quiet and quiet, in contrast to the previous noisy and enthusiastic.

Countless scribes were in a daze in their respective homes at this time, this Zhuang Yichen was so strong that it was so outrageous and demonic, who could compete?

"Based on my feelings about him, this son shouldn't have gone all out!, but if that's the case, it's already definitely beyond the strength of Wen Juren's level this time!" Guan Canghai was pondering at this time.

And Zhu Sheng and Sun Sheng in the Battle Hall were also in contemplation! This matter was also extremely incredible to them.

"Alas, we have completely become supporting roles!" Qin Aolong smiled bitterly at this time and said to Xie Zihui beside him.

"Yes, people are more popular than people! In the future, people will say that this year's Seven Nations Academy Literary Conference should only know Zhuang Yichen and not others!" Xie Zihui also sighed and said.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone fell silent, which is a miracle.