"There are only two people left!" At this time, the eyes of everyone outside the land of Shura were focused on the golden curtain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qin Aolong, the ninety-fifth in the history of the Wenju people in the land of Shura. Zhuang Yichen, the land of Shura, Wenjuren's historical ranking is eighty-eighth. Although Zhuang Yichen's level was only thirteen, he was much ahead of Qin Aolong in terms of time.

Although Generalissimo Li firmly believed that Zhuang Yichen could eventually surpass Qin Aolong, it was related to his daughter's lifelong happiness and the important thing for him to ascend to the Holy Dao, so he was also very attentive and stared at it.

At the same time, above the court of the Seven Kingdoms, in front of the countless canopies of various states and counties, the scribes and warriors and the common people gathered together and were unable to get through.

"These demons are too weak!" Zhuang Yichen stepped out, his face calm and unwavering. After the treasure was raised, the poem was completed in a few breaths. The headless general conjured up by the pseudo-talent qi roared angrily and rushed towards the demons.

The demons of these thirteen levels are naturally stronger than the first two levels, and the demons who could have been easily killed actually adopted guerrilla tactics at this time and fled separately.

"I want to go!" Zhuang Yichen's expression was cold, and when his writing moved, there was suddenly snow and ice in front of him.

Zhuang Yichen, a human-level war poem, is now familiar with his chest, and there is no sluggish feeling between writing, as if he has been immersed in literature and Taoism for many years.

The speed of the three demon talents slowed down first, and the headless general roared fiercely, and pounced on it and slashed down with an illusory blade.

These demons roared, trying their best to resist, but their movements had already been cut in two.

The headless general's momentum was extremely fierce, and the momentum of these demons who were originally guarding the pass was forcibly suppressed, and they became more and more panicked.

"These demon spirits who have been blocked in the land of Shura by the holy power still seem to have some independent spiritual intelligence!" Zhuang Yichen's heart moved, this place was even more difficult than he imagined.

The headless general quickly wiped out most of the demons, leaving one demon to flee with serious injuries.

Zhuang Yichen did not chase and kill immediately, but took a pill to restore his talent and slowly breathe. Of course, he was actually just making a show to the people in the Holy Courtyard who were secretly monitoring, and the internal force in his body at this time was almost only a dime.

Half an hour later, Zhuang Yichen did not hurry to chase and kill the demon people, and after another half an hour, he beheaded the demon people.

After a short teleportation, Zhuang Yichen was teleported to the fourteenth level. At this time, outside, I don't know how many people took a deep breath, as if they had a toothache.

"What a fast speed!" Qin Guowen muttered, watching Zhuang Yichen's position on the historical ranking rise to eighty.

"Great! It would be nice if I had the strength of the dean!" The people of Yan Guo's literary jue cheered, and they both felt admiration and admiration.

A hint of a smile appeared on Generalissimo Li's face, and the beads full of countless holy dao mysteries seemed to be surnamed Li soon.

"Why is this surnamed Zhuang so strong!" Yuan Long's eyes showed a look of jealousy, and he barely used all his hole cards to reach the fifteenth level. Even if he reached the fourteenth level, it took a lot of effort.

"This is the gap!" Xie Zihui had a wry smile on his face, thinking that he was worthy of being a figure that even the clan uncle valued, and he was indeed a generation of Tianjiao.

Five hours later, Zhuang Yichen killed two demon people in one go with an original battle poem and stepped into the fifteenth level.

"I didn't expect him to strike so quickly!" At this time, in the sixteenth level, Qin Aolong also felt a sense of crisis. Shen Nian made a circle in the Lifting Human Seal, where there was a dark black wooden plaque, exuding an astonishing momentum.

After a momentary hesitation, Qin Aolong still gave up the idea of using his hole cards, and applied a swift poem to himself, leaving the demons behind him a little farther.

The geographical area of the sixteenth level is very large, and Qin Aolong's ability to adapt to emergencies is naturally extremely strong, and he quickly formulated a strategy for guerrilla warfare.

It is also said that he is extremely lucky, and he has experienced in this land of Shura, and both his talent and courage have been sharpened to the extreme, and he is only a trace away from the Holy Pre-Wen Jinshi.

Fortunately, he was vigilant in time and used Wenbao to forcibly suppress the ascension of the realm, but this also made his combat power reach the peak of Wenju people.

Except for the demonic perverts like Zhuang Yichen or the children of a family of the level of Kong Sikong and Xie Mingxiu, it is not easy for the rest of the people to be stronger than Qin Aolong in the Wenju stage.

How can a person who can be given a national surname by Emperor Qin and cultivated with all his heart be an ordinary mediocre talent.

Zhuang Yichen's ranking on the historical ranking had risen to fifty at this time, which was an extremely astonishing statistic, and even Zong Wuxing and several other Wendian scholars were stunned.

"Fortunately, Li Wufeng and I bet on the level instead of the historical ranking, otherwise we would have lost now!" At this time, Qin Guowen Ru secretly rejoiced in his heart, but his heart also fell high.

With Zhuang Yichen's speed of hitting the level at this time, it is no longer impossible to surpass Qin Aolong.

The world list has exploded, and countless people are exclaiming that Zhuang Yichen is too ***, others only started after four days of breaking through the level, and it took less than twenty hours to break through to the fifteenth level.

"Maybe he can enter the top 30 in history and squeeze out a few demi-saints!"

"How is that possible!The first thirty are all half-saint powerhouses, big shots of the human race!"

"What's that! This is just the ranking of the demi-saints when they were in Wenjuren, Zhuang Yichen is definitely the most outstanding Wenju person in our human race now!" Many people couldn't help but argue, and at this time, the pathetic Qin Aolong had been temporarily forgotten.

"The speed is going to be tightened again!" Zhuang Yichen still felt that his speed was too fast, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

After grinding for more than a dozen hours in the fifteenth level, Zhuang Yichen himself felt a little bored.

However, at this time, Qin Aolong's information changed, and the sixteen levels in the back became seventeen.

"Qin Aolong has rushed to the seventeenth level!"

"He's so strong! He's doing better than I thought!"

"Yes, seeing this son's performance, it won't even be inferior to Kong Sikong!" The Wen Confucians were very appreciative, and Qin Aolong, who was on the list of the world, also became the focus again.

"It's almost!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, his writing was very chic, and a battle poem of a headless general was once again powerful.

"Roar!" the headless general appeared majestically, howled miserably, and then rushed forward with his sword.

After a hundred breaths, the demons were completely wiped out, and the figure of the headless general also turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into nothingness.

The power of teleportation appeared, and within a short period of dizziness, Zhuang Yichen finally reached the sixteenth level.