There are many changes in the fight between Chen Yu and Liang Cheng, but in fact, the time is very short, only about a minute before and after.

The voice of the Kaiyang Pavilion disciple who was still admiring Liang Cheng's strength before stopped abruptly, revealing a shock.

Liang Cheng fell under the ring and was caught by some Kaiyang Pavilion disciples, and when he caught his body, many martial artists who shot out involuntarily retreated from the impact of the power attached to his body.

At this time, the huge Yanwuping was in an uproar again.

"How can this be? The sword spirit and the natal sword qi can't block a punch?"

"How can this fist be so domineering? What kind of magic power is this?"

"In vain, I still admire Liang Cheng very much, but I didn't expect him to be so vulnerable!"

"Liang Chengtai disappointed us!"

“……”

Among the voices, some people changed their tone and began to criticize Liang Chenglai, thinking that Liang Cheng had lost the face of Kaiyang Pavilion.

In the ring, Chen Yu beckoned, and the damaged spirit flew up and merged into his body.

"Senior Brother Han, what about now?" Lin Ya asked at this moment as he spoke towards the man in white beside him.

"Very strong!" the man in white said, "Chen Yu's physique is strong, I'm afraid it's comparable to Senior Brother Qiu Kui of Shaking Light Pavilion!"

"Qiu Kui?" Lin Ya raised his eyebrows and said, "Senior Brother Qiu Kui is known as invincible in horizontal training, and the six-grade sword spirit can't cut through his skin, this Chen Yu is so strong?"

The man in white nodded, "Chen Yu's spirit spirit is also very strong, and the six spirit spirits are all above the fourth grade, especially the black sword broken sword, as well as the vine-like spirit and the armor spirit that appears on the surface of his body, I am afraid that they have all reached the level of seven ranks." Any of these three can be a promising top genius in the Yu Spirit Sect!"

"It seems that he is indeed not just arrogant!" Lin Ya said: "Even Zuo Yan'er's junior sister is missing, but Chen Yu can survive, not pure luck!"

Whew...... While Lin Ya and the man in white were talking, several figures jumped directly into the ring.

The few people who jumped onto the stage were almost in no particular order, and after they glanced at Chen Yu with hostility, they looked at each other, looked at each other a little, and then argued.

"You guys go down, leave this guy to me!"

"Zhong Lin, you want to fight with me?"

"Wang Zheng, you are only two places higher than me, why do you want me to go down?"

“……”

The few people who jumped on the stage actually argued.

Chen Yu looked at these Kaiyang Pavilion disciples for a long time, shrugged his shoulders, and said jokingly, "Do you want to wait for you to decide the winner?"

"Fart!" a tall warrior said angrily: "Give me down, let me come!"

"The intention of the pavilion master, the top fifty Kaiyang Pavilion disciples can all come to the stage to pick ZHAN, and those with the lowest ranking will get the right to pick ZHAN first!" A figure fluttered like a hong, landing on the edge of the ring, it was Lan Xinyu, she shouted, "Zhong Lin, you stay, and the others will pick ZHAN later!"

That Zhong Lin was thirty-five or sixteen years old, thin and small, and he was proud when he heard the words.

"In addition, after each pick ZHAN, let Chen Yu of the Yu Spirit Sect rest for ten minutes!" Lan Xinyu said again.

The others jumped out of the ring reluctantly, leaving only Zhong Lin standing on the stage, muttering, "Ten minutes of rest?"

Lan Xinyu did not respond, and was about to turn around and step down.

"You don't have to wait ten minutes!" Chen Yu shrugged and said, "Come on!"

Lan Xinyu was slightly stunned, looked at the audience, Lin Ya nodded in the audience, Lan Xinyu said: "Since Senior Brother Chen said that there is no need to wait, then there is no need to wait, if Senior Brother Chen needs to rest, he can bring it up at any time!"

With that, Lan Xinyu jumped into the ring.

Chen Yu looked at Zhong Lin, this Zhong Lin was also a genius disciple of the ninth layer of the Yunling Realm, and his strength was by no means inferior to Liang Chenglai.

"Langya Sword Sect, Kaiyang List Forty-five, Zhong Lin, please consult Yu Lingzong Gaoming!" Although he was extremely hostile to Chen Yu, Zhong Lin still bowed his hand, not wanting to lose his demeanor.

Those who can be among the Kaiyang Pavilion are all dragons and phoenixes among the people of the Sword Sect, and in the face of Chen Yu, a disciple of the Yu Ling Sect, they all maintain the face of the Langya Sword Sect, which shows that the Langya Sword Sect is still doing a very good job in condensing the hearts of the disciples, which is stronger than the Yu Ling Sect.

The thirty-six peaks of the Yu Spirit Sect are full of factions, and in terms of cohesion, they have to lose to the Langya Sword Sect.

"Don't be angry, because you will be knocked off the stage by me soon!" Chen Yu smiled and said.

Zhong Lin looked angry and took off the long sword behind his back.

Chen Yu no longer waited for the opponent to make a move this time, his body flashed, and he rushed out, and the spirit armor condensed in the first time, turning into a weightless, but incomparably solid red gold armor.

Chen Yu pounced extremely fast, Zhong Lin snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with extreme anger, he felt that Chen Yu underestimated him, because Chen Yu did not urge the six spirits at the same time as against Liang Cheng, nor did he take out his weapon, which made him hold back a fire in his heart.

A sword stabbed out in the air, fast as a ghost, and in an instant, the sword spirit of the black se flashed, flashing out a dark and dark sword qi, blocking the void.

The sword intent is intertwined into a net, and the opponent who enters the net is torn to pieces.

The manifested sword intent is opened, and there is nothing to be done.

Chen Yu didn't do a flash at all, and directly crashed into the net, at this moment, a lot of blood flames emerged from the surface of his body, knocking the net of sword intent out of a large humanoid hole, and then stabbed at his sword with the power of the sword spirit.

At this moment, Chen Yu volleyed in the air and circled behind Zhong Lin.

Zhong Lin didn't expect Chen Yu's body technique to be so subtle, and the sword momentum was exhausted, and his mind couldn't help but change greatly, and he hurriedly turned around to defend.

IT'S JUST THAT ZHONG LIN CAN'T IMAGINE HOW RICH CHEN YU'S BODY METHOD IS AND HOW RICH ZAHAN'S FIGHTING EXPERIENCE IS.

As soon as he turned around, Zhong Lin saw Chen Yu volley into the air again.

This body is folded too fast to be caught at all!

When Zhong Lin, who had changed greatly, turned around again, he slapped out his backhand, and the majestic Linggang surged like chao, sharp and cold.

But before this palm was punched, Zhong Lin only felt a pain in his back, and a strong force struck, and his whole person fell forward, rolling to the edge of the ring.

Before he could get up, a Linggang had already slammed into his ribs, blasting his body into the air and falling towards the ring.

Zhong Lin, who fell, was caught by several Kaiyang Pavilion disciples, and his injuries were not serious, but he was inexplicably ashamed, looking at the faces of his fellow disciples, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he rolled his eyes and passed out.

There was an uproar in the ring, and there was a lot of discussion and quarrel.

"Senior Brother Zhong also lost?"

"How so?"

"How can we tolerate a Yu Ling Sect disciple running rampant on our Yanwu Ping?"

In the ring, Chen Yu stood tall, looked around, and said loudly: "Who else?"

Two figures burst into momentum and leaped into the ring like rainbows, and one of the burly men in green shirts glanced at the other, and jumped off the stage without saying a word.

"I'm coming!" the remaining man shouted angrily, "The person who defeated you will be the forty-third in the Kaiyang List, Lie Hong!"

Chen Yu looked at the person who came, this person's breath was deep, and his strength was not much different from Zhong Lin.

Under the ring, Lin Ya said, "Senior Brother Han, what do you think now?"

"The evaluation needs to be improved further!" The white-clothed disciple beside Lin Ya became a little dignified, and said: "Relying on that armor-like spirit, the strength of Chen Yu of the Yu Spirit Sect in hand-to-hand combat is probably the real ability to overwhelm all the disciples of our Kaiyang Pavilion!"

"Hand-to-hand combat?" Lin Yashen changed slightly.

"There is also the power of qi and blood and the mysterious body technique!" said the man in white: "His qi and blood are very vigorous and powerful, enough to withstand any evil spirits, which is probably one of the reasons why he survived in the ancient ZHAN field." As for the body method, senior brother, you should see it very clearly, the existence of this body method allows him to quickly close the distance between him and his opponent, and kill the opponent in close combat!"

Lin Ya nodded and said, "How many places does Senior Brother Han think he can break into the Kaiyang List?"

"In terms of the strength he has shown so far, he should be in the top ten!" said the man in white, "I don't see him releasing that kind of wild word hole card, unless he also fuses a more powerful spirit!"

In the ring, Chen Yu shot first again.

Since he decided to establish his authority, Chen Yu would no longer correct him, defeat all the disciples of Kaiyang Pavilion with a sweeping attitude, and only by stepping on Kaiyang Pavilion could he establish his authority fiercely.

Chen Yu's speed rushed towards Lie Hong like the wind.

Lie Hong's god remained unchanged, his body flashed, and a sword stabbed out.

There was only this sword light left in Chen Yu's eyes, dazzling as the sun, the light and shadow under the sword light were wrong, it was difficult to distinguish the sword momentum, and it was even more difficult to capture Lie Hong's figure.

Similar swordsmanship supernatural powers, Chen Yu had seen that when Chu's city ZHAN was selected, Chen Daolin's Great Bright Sword was similar to this Liehong's swordsmanship supernatural powers. Of course, Lie Hong's strength is not comparable to Chen Daolin, with the blessing of the sword spirit, the power of this sword is far better than that of Chen Daolin.

Moreover, there is still a difference between the two kinds of swordsmanship, although Liehong's swordsmanship is also as bright as the sun wheel, but it is more of a visual obstacle caused by the mistake of light and shadow, and it is not as dignified and upright as the Great Bright Sword.

However, the current Chen Yu is not the Chen Yu in the selection of Cheng ZHAN.

Blood flickered in his eyes, and a fiery aura appeared in his eyes.

As soon as the Blood Flame Eye Technique was opened, Chen Yu felt that the light and shadow of Liu Cuo had become a little dim, and in the light and shadow of Liu Cuo, the sword momentum became distinct, and Lie Hong's figure was also revealed behind the sword momentum.

Under the magic of the Blood Flame Eye Technique, the delusion has been broken.

Chen Yu punched the sword blade that was holding the sword spirit.

Aung Aung ...... The sound of three dragon roars sounded, and Chen Yu was like an ancient dragon, and a punch was like a dragon entering the sea, setting off turbid waves.

With a hard punch, he abandoned the fancy and left only the domineering of Xiaolongquan.

Lie Hong behind the sword blade sneered, he was absolutely confident in his swordsmanship, and he didn't think that Chen Yu would be able to block it.

Before Chen Yu defeated Liang Cheng and Zhong Lin, in Liehong's view, it was just Chen Yubi who attacked the void and took a trick. Now, such a tough encounter can be said to be in his arms.

If he loses all the hard work, Lie Hong feels that he has nothing to say...... Of course, this possibility seems to him to be almost non-existent.

Rumble......

The blade of the sword stabbed open the fist and hit Chen Yu's fist.

In this instant, the fist armor in Chen Yu's hand burst out with an extremely dazzling red gold aura, intertwined with the white self aura emitted by the Liehong Sword Spirit, and his dragon-shaped fist suddenly shattered, turning into a violent wind and scattering.

The long sword in Lie Hong's hand was bent, and the sword spirit was against Chen Yu's fist, and the power exploded to the extreme.

The armor on the surface of Chen Yu's body moved, converging towards his fist like water.

As soon as the dull sound disappeared, in the muffled sound, fragments flew up.

Lie Hong's eyes suddenly widened after the sword spirit, and his expression froze at this moment.