"You...... What kind of demon magic did you use!?" Shao Feng's face was full of pain, but he still asked with force.

"Oh, if you can't beat me, I'll say that I used the demon method?" Yan Long sneered and said, "I thought you were strong, but now it seems that it's just that." ”

"You!" He had always been high up, how could he have been humiliated by such words, under the shame, his anger was completely ignited, the silver light in his left hand flashed, and a spear appeared in his hand, stabbing at Yan Long: "Give me death!"

"Presumptuous!"

Before Yan Long was ready to fight back, a loud shout was heard in the air, which shook Shao Feng's internal organs and fell there.

A powerful aura suddenly locked on him, and Zipu's figure also appeared in front of him: "Since you have been knocked out of the circle, defeat is a foregone conclusion." Do you want to ignore the rules!"

Shao Feng's heart was shocked, and his eyes slowly looked down with a look of disbelief, only to find that the red circle planning the scope of the competition area was right behind Zipu!

In front of his eyes, the sky suddenly swirled.

"Elder Zipu, please calm your anger! The dog was also carried away by anger for a while, please allow Elder Zipu to allow Shao to come to the stage and take away the dog, and then discipline him!"

Elder Zipu snorted coldly and nodded.

If the head of the Shao family was amnesty, he hurriedly rushed to the test platform and came to Shao Feng's side.

Not only is the bone of the hand broken, but it is almost impossible to recover!

But in front of everyone's eyes, it was impossible for him to really attack Yanlong, so he had to hold back his anger, pick up Shao Feng and fly away.

The moment he got up, Yan Long clearly felt an extremely oppressive aura sweeping over him.

"Huh...... Do you want to kill me?" Yan Long looked at the back of the Shao family head and smiled coldly.

At the end of the competition, a total of 432 winners also came to the competition platform. Zipu said in a loud voice: "Everyone, from today until the end of the competition, you are all the pre-selection of the Son of Heaven. The Son of Heaven won the championship, and the one who won the championship will be the real 'Son of Heaven'!"

"Next, each of you will start to enter the group stage, and the rules of the group stage must be understood by me as well. Then, please bring your dependents to stay in the first-class inn prepared for you by the city lord. Tomorrow is the opening ceremony of the group stage, so you can get a glimpse of the moonlight in our Dark Star City while you prepare. ”

When Zipu's voice fell, it was the end of the game.

When many people left, they were more talking about Yuwen Zhiyuan or Dongmen Xueyue, but Yanlong, who almost staged a "miracle" scene with his own strength.

After all, the strength of the eighth level of the Condensing Xuan Realm defeated the sixth level of the Xuan Realm, and almost pressed their lifelong Xuan Dao cognition to the ground and rubbed it fiercely, and even subverted their three views.

There has never been a Xuan Xuan Realm who has been able to win the Quenching Xuan Realm in a simple Xuan Power competition, and even if there is one in history, most of them rely on their own Xuan Gong to increase or increase their Xuan Weapon. At the moment when the dragon was urged by the Xuan Force, people clearly perceived that he was indeed the eighth level of the Xuan Power of the Condensation Realm.

That's where it's scary.

When night fell, Yan Yetong had already fallen asleep. Yan Long, who climbed to the roof, looked at the moon quietly, as if he saw his grandfather's old but kind face.

The footsteps behind him came from far and near, Yan Long closed his eyes and wiped away his tears with Xuan Li, and then he turned around and said with a smile: "Old Qin, it's so late, don't you go to sleep yet?"

Qin Yan shook his head and smiled, Yan Long's actions couldn't hide his perception, so he asked, "Homesick?"

Yan Long shook his head.

"That's missing your loved ones. ”

Yan Long was silent.

Qin Yan smiled faintly, sat down, and looked up at the bright moonlight: "It's not a shame to miss your relatives, you are still a child, there is no need to pretend to be so mature." ”

Yanlong: "......"

"It seems that I shouldn't talk about this topic, so I won't talk about it. Let's change the question...... You are here to participate in this Son of Heaven Championship Championship for the sake of the soul of the Buddha returning to the Yuan Sand, right?"

Although Qin Yan's question was a question, it was in an affirmative tone.

"Yes, I have a reason to win. Yan Long said in a firm tone.

Seeing the firmness in Yan Long's eyes, Qin Yan secretly sighed in his heart...... It seems that there is no way to get the Fan Soul Returning Yuan Sand.

"But in fact, Qin Lao doesn't have to be disappointed. Yan Long suddenly smiled slightly: "As long as the Ruan family can get to know each other in the future, I can do something for the Ruan family in the future." ”

Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, laughed, and then sighed: "But you really can't find a reason to admonish the head of the family." ”

Yan Long smiled unabated: "I don't know...... Disciple of the Emerald Feather Sacred Domain, is this identity a reason? It was also recruited by Mentor Yun Dieyi. ”

"!!!" Qin Yan's eyes showed a deep shock, and he stared at Yan Long tightly for a while, and suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: "It seems that the young master can't break his inner demons." ”

"Ruan Fenghan, ......" Yan Long raised his head and whispered, and then laughed: "That's it, I'll try my best to be merciful." In the final analysis, the two of us are actually just a big slap in the face, and there is no need to expand the contradiction more and more. ”

"It's best if you think so. Qin Yan said leisurely, "I'm afraid that the young master doesn't think so, alas, it seems that the old man still has to persuade the young master." ”

Yan Long nodded and smiled, and then chatted with Qin Yan for a few more words, and watched Qin Yan leave.

After Qin Yan left, behind Yan Long, the body of the ice slowly appeared, floating quietly in the air, like a small and delicate ghost...... At night, she could finally appear in front of Yanlong in her ontological form.

"Youbing, you say, if I am against one of Shangyu Wen Zhiyuan or Dongmen Xueyue, who will win?" Yan Long did not look back, but asked directly.

"Hmph, the group stage hasn't started yet, you're good, I'm starting to think about the finals. You Bing clasped his hands on his chest, and his posture looked very old-fashioned. She snorted coldly, but still answered Yanlong's question: "If you are right, Dongmen Xueyue may have a chance to win, but if you are against Shangyu Wen Zhiyuan...... Frankly, even I don't see the slightest hope of victory. ”

Hearing this, Yan Long frowned: "Is the tenth level of the Quenching Xuan Realm so terrifying?"

"No, if it's just a simple Tempering Xuan Realm level 10, you definitely have a chance to win. However, Yuwen Zhiyuan's Quenching Xuan Realm level 10 seemed to give me a feeling of transcending this level...... It's like, on the surface, he is at the tenth level of the Quenching Xuan Realm, but in fact, he is already the first level of the Gong Xuan Realm!"

Yan Long's brows sank suddenly, but You Bing said again: "However, the nineteen-year-old Gong Xuan Realm is at the first level, except for the five major sects, it is enough to be called the pearl of the world among the younger generations of the two cities, so there should not be such an absurd situation." ”

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Following.

In the martial arts arena, the pre-selectors and spectators of the Son of Heaven have arrived early, and some changes have taken place in the competition table.

The red circle originally used to show the scope of the competition area has been cleared, and there are thirty-two small competition tables suspended above the test bench, which are faintly filled with a mysterious atmosphere...... It is the Xuanli barrier arranged on the periphery.

"It was a floating test bench for the group stage, and it was also called the sub-arena. Seeing that Yan Long's face was a little puzzled, Qin Yan took the initiative to explain: "The four hundred and thirty-two pre-selections of the Son of Heaven will all have a group stage there. ”

"The four hundred and thirty-two Son of Heaven pre-selectors will directly determine the top thirty-two, which means that a total of four hundred Son of Heaven pre-candidates will be transferred to the second arena before the top thirty-two qualifying battles will be held, but not many people will pay attention to such a game. ”

"As for how to determine the top 32, the 432 Son of Heaven pre-selectors are divided into a total of 32 groups, each group has 14, and the 14 Son of Heaven pre-selectors who have the most wins will enter the top 32. ”

As he spoke, Zipu had already appeared on the stage and said loudly: "Now I invite the four hundred and thirty-two pre-electors of the Son of Heaven from yesterday to come to the stage to draw lots!"

The much-anticipated pre-electors of the Son of Heaven came to the stage one by one to draw lots, and Yanlong was naturally no exception. After returning from the draw, Ruan Fenghan's number was 0805, and Long's was 0607.

"The pre-selection of the Son of Heaven with the same number is the opponent you encountered, and after the game, you need to conduct another round of drawing until each group determines the first place. The young master is the fifth lottery of the eighth group, and he has to play with the person who also drew the fifth lottery on the eighth test table. Yan Gongzi's is the seventh draw in the sixth group, and similarly, he has to play with the person who drew the seventh sign on the sixth test table. Both of you need to win fourteen games to win the top spot in your group. ”

At this time, two people from each group had already appeared on the thirty-two floating competition tables, and the battle began, which was as exciting as yesterday.

With the passage of time, Yuwen Zhiyuan and Dongmen Xueyue have also been on the test table once, but before they can start to shoot, the opponent has already conceded defeat...... It's not that they don't have self-confidence, but they really can't see the slightest possibility of winning in front of these two heavenly pride.

At this time, the referee's shout came from the No. 6 test platform: "The two pre-candidates of the Son of Heaven who drew the No. 7 lot, please come to the stage!"

"I went. Yan Long got up, nodded slightly at Qin Yan and Yan Yetong, and then jumped up and landed on the No. 6 competition platform.

"Hey, look, it's the eighth-level Yan Dragon of the Condensation Realm yesterday!"

"I didn't see how he won yesterday, but I must take a good look today!"

"Pull it down, do you still think he will win today? Yesterday, it was Shao Feng who was too careless, so that Yanlong had a chance. ”

"You really don't have a backache when you stand and talk, even if Shao Feng doesn't use all his strength in the Xuanli competition, can you break all the bones of the Xuantian Realm at the eighth level of the Condensing Xuan Realm?"

“......”

Seeing Yan Long come to power, Yan Jiangeng's face suddenly turned solemn. His Xuan Power level is also the sixth level of the Quenching Xuan Realm, yesterday's Shao Feng was defeated by his men due to carelessness, today, he must not have that kind of low-level mistake again!

"Competition...... Let's go!"

With the referee's order, Yan Jian was like an arrow on the string, and the Xuan Power exploded instantly, and the Xuan Power of the sixth level of the Quenching Xuan Realm surged up without reservation, and a sword sound sounded, and the tip of the sword that condensed all his Xuan Power pierced Yan Long directly.

"He actually used a sword directly!"

"It seems that it is also to play steadily, after all, if you are still careless, Shao Feng's fate yesterday is a lesson for him. ”

"It seems that Yanlong is going to stop here completely. ”

Facing the oncoming cold sword light, the corners of Yan Long's mouth grinned, and the Dawn Shadow was instantly launched, and in the next moment, Yan Jiangeng's sword passed directly through the afterimage!

Yan Jiangeng was shocked in his heart, but although he was not shocked, the long sword in his hand was like a flexible poisonous snake, instantly locking the place where Yan Long appeared, and at the same time, the sword shadow behind him bloomed, and the sword shadow in the sky stabbed in the air, directly attacking Yan Long.

Cha!

It's an afterimage again!

Yan Jiangeng was completely flustered at this time, but before he could react, the sky above the upper left suddenly covered with purple light, and a violent aura of Xuan Li came at the same time, accompanied by Yan Long's loud shout: "Thunder Hell Explosion!"

Bang!!

The thunder and lightning were raging, the purple light burst out, and with a cry of pain, Yan Jiangeng was directly blasted out, slammed into the Xuanli barrier of the test platform, and fell directly to the ground.

Once again, there was silence.

The referee was stunned for more than 20 seconds before he reacted: "In the seventh game of the No. 6 test platform, Yanlong won!"