The reason why the martial arts club is held once every thirty years is that there are different opinions, but the most reliable one is that it takes thirty years for the vast majority of cultivators to climb to the highest peak from croaking to the ground, and when the cultivator reaches the age of thirty, it is also the golden age of life, whether it is the mind or the body, it is in the peak state, at this time, if there can be a grand competition, to a large extent, it can broaden the horizons, and even make the strength of the cultivator to a higher level.

Thirty years, thirty years old, this is a hurdle.

This statement made a lot of sense to ordinary cultivators, in fact, although the Martial Arts Society was nominally a grand event for the younger generation of the Slim Realm, most of the cultivators who participated were also around the age of thirty, and even more had reached the age of not being confused.

But at this martial arts meeting, this argument is obviously untenable.

Snow Flower Holy Land Xue Qianqian, Confucianism and Taoism Zungong Su Bancheng, Holy Sword Gate Nie Qianrou Himeno, Wind Kingdom Kunlun Nu Thirteen Niang, Flame Spirit Gate Haoyang, the youngest is only nineteen years old, and the oldest is only twenty-three years old, plus the eighteen-year-old boy powerhouse A Zhe who came out of nowhere, like mushrooms after a rain, so that everyone feels the vigorous breath of life.

This is the first time that the martial arts meeting has been held outside the five holy places, and it is the first time that it has a huge scale of more than 6,000 people, and it is the first time that so many young and strong people have emerged.

Not to mention that there was also a Ying Yunmo who was already the sect master of the Sword Dao Sect at a young age and had already entered the Spirit Void Realm.

Such a grand occasion, the past and the present.

Although as early as a few years ago, Ling Yun, who had the Heavenly Extreme Ghost Eye, had said that in a few years or so, the Shiwei Realm would usher in a prosperous era, but when the older generation of cultivators saw so many young powerhouses gathered together and the hairy hair that was revealed in the prosperous world, they still couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The two old men, Mochenzi and Kameyama Shou, were the most deeply touched.

On the third day of the martial arts meeting, the quota of the top 100 demon cultivators had been decided, and in one morning, the top ten had been decided.

The five people of Himeno Su Bancheng Kunlun Slave Thirteen Niang Haoyang reasonably appeared in the list of the top ten, and the young man who was not inferior to these five people from the beginning was also like a dark horse to enter the top ten, and his name was ranked before Haoyang Thirteen Niang.

The other four cultivators, one was Yu Linzi of Qianyu Mountain, the other was Guan Feibai, a young powerhouse of Yunhai Temple, and the other two were two casual cultivators who appeared in everyone's eyes for the first time.

As soon as the list of the top 10 came out, it attracted everyone's attention.

These ten people, regardless of the final ranking, will make a name for themselves in the entire world of micro-fiction in the coming days.

More than 300 rings in the competition area were dismantled and cleaned up, and the intensity of the next competition, these rings obviously couldn't bear it, in order to prevent the battle from affecting the audience in the outfield, the Kendo Sect even set up an enchantment for this purpose.

The five battles in the first round were decided by drawing lots, Himeno vs. Haoyang, Su Bancheng vs. Qianfoshan's Zen Cultivation Kaye, Azhe vs. Guan Feibai, the young powerhouse of Yunhaiguan, and the other two Sanxiu became opponents, as for Kunlun Nu and Thirteen Niang of the Kingdom of Wind, they unexpectedly stood on the same field.

The competition had just begun, and Thirteen Niang just stood in the enchantment and showed her face, bowed slightly to Kunlun Nu, and then walked out of the enchantment.

The audience who was about to watch the only female cultivator in the top ten show off her heroic posture was dumbfounded.

Thirteen Niang abstained.

Kunlun Nu entered the next round without moving his blade.

I don't know if this result is lucky or unfortunate for the Kingdom of Wind.

After that, there were only four battles left in between.

This time, except for Kameyama Shou, who was still gloomy and sitting on the audience, the rest of the people went to the competition venue.

Mo Chenzi came to Ying Yunmo's side and asked, "Sect Master Yun is not worried about the young man under your sect?"

Ying Yun Mo didn't answer and asked, "Then Elder Mo, aren't you worried about your apprentice Su Bancheng?"

Mo Chenzi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "My own apprentice has a few catties and a few taels, I, as a master, can still handle it accurately, if I can't even deal with the meditation of a thousand Buddha Mountain, then what qualifications do I have to be my big disciple of Confucianism, Taoism and Zungong?"

Ying Yunmo smiled slightly and said, "Ah Zhe was brought out by me personally, and the opponent is just Guan Feibai, who is at the peak of the calamity, so naturally I don't have to worry about it." ”

Mo Chenzi was slightly stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "That young man is so young, is he already a spiritual power?!"

Ying Yunmo just smiled and didn't speak.

The two of them quietly looked at Himeno and Haoyang who were preparing, and after a while, Ying Yunmo suddenly said, "Ah Zhe is a demon cultivator. ”

Mo Chenzi shook his hand and pinched off one of his beards, but quickly regained his composure, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Ying Yunmo turned his head and said, "Pretending to be deaf and dumb?"

Mo Chenzi scratched his ears and said, "What was Sect Master Yun talking about just now?"

Ying Yun Mo was not shocked: "Don't think that I don't know that your five holy lands have bad intentions, but no matter what tricks you have, let the horse come over, and my Kendo Sect will follow!"

Mo Chenzi speculated in his heart, but he still had a confused expression on his face, and said, "Sect Master Yun, why can't the old man understand your words?!"

Once the reader is shameless, there is really no way to be reasonable, Ying Yunmo just smiled to himself and looked at the competition between the fields.

Among the four battles, the competition between Himeno and Haoyang attracted the vast majority of people present.

Two young powerhouses who have been famous for a long time, a peak showdown.

The two saluted each other, then each took a step back.

Himeno, who was carrying a long sword, waved his robe, stretched out his right hand, and said calmly, "Please." ”

Haoyang was slightly stunned and asked, "Senior Brother Ji doesn't have a sword?"

Himeno smiled indifferently.

The crowd began to whisper.

You must know that Haoyang, who is also a famous and strong man of the younger generation, is not a cat or dog without a name or surname, Himeno did this, and he did not treat Haoyang as an equal opponent at all.

How could he do that? Why did he do it?!

Haoyang's eyes narrowed slightly, arched his hand at Himeno, and said, "Since this is the case, then Haoyang is not welcome!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

There was a burst of exclamations.

His speed was so fast that before the exclamation had subsided, he crossed a distance of more than ten zhang and appeared in front of Himeno.

In a very short period of time, his right elbow was back, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and the power of fire in a radius of hundreds of zhang frantically poured into his right fist, his right fist began to heat and turn red, and finally began to burn, and the heat wave swept out, separated by dozens of zhang distance, and there was an enchantment, as if, the people outside the field still felt the pressing heat.

"Flame Fist!" Haoyang burst out, his flaming right fist slamming towards Himeno, like a burning meteor.

Himeno's expression remained unchanged, and his right hand, still outstretched in front of him, shifted three inches to the left, slapping like lightning on the flaming right fist that smashed into his chest.

This beat seems random, but in fact the force is extremely great, Haoyang not only deviated from the side with his right fist, but also followed a stumbling body, and on the ground in front of his right fist, a big pit suddenly appeared, and the surface was full of burn marks.

The fist wind alone knocked the hard stone slab out of a hole, if this punch hit a person, then how terrifying is the scene of the soldiers?!

Haoyang missed the blow, but instead of being annoyed, he raised his right foot and used his left foot as a guide, and his whole body rotated extremely fast, so fast that his right foot rubbed against the air sharply and began to burn.

A perfect arc of flame suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

In the face of this natural homeopathic blow, Himeno did not retreat but advanced, blocking the menacing whip leg with his right hand, and pushing the latter's chest with a palm of his left hand.

The palm of his hand was still three inches away from Haoyang's chest, and the shirt on Haoyang's chest began to tear inch by inch.

Haoyang burst out and added three points of strength, Himeno's arm was pressed inward, and his left hand also deviated by an inch, grazing Haoyang's chest, and a burst of energy shot out like lightning.

The next moment, a palm print suddenly appeared above the barrier, and a circle of ripples rippled on the surface of the barrier.

The dozens of spectators in front of that terrifying palm print were all pale, if there was no enchantment to block them, I am afraid that these people would either be killed or injured.

Could it be that the power of these two people has reached such a terrifying level?!

Mo Chenzi stroked his beard and sighed: "The afterlife is terrifying, the afterlife is terrifying!"

Shadow Cloud was silent.

In the middle of the enchantment, the two of them each handed out two moves in an instant, and then quickly separated.

Retreat, for a better offense.

Under the noses of thousands of spectators, Haoyang disappeared from the spot again.

Everyone was looking for him, the venue was only so big, and there was no shelter, but everyone couldn't find the disappeared Haoyang, and when they were puzzled, they saw Himeno in the field suddenly raised his head.

Everyone also looked up, and was speechless in surprise.

I saw that hundreds of basin-sized flame fists suddenly appeared in a place hundreds of feet high above the field!

Like a flaming meteor shower.

Haoyang stepped on the void, his hands burned, and he punched down, and the speed of his punch was so fast that everyone saw a series of phantoms.

Every punch is a shooting star.

Hundreds of fists are hundreds of fire meteors.

I don't know who yelled, "God, Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

Looking at this terrifying fire fist in the sky, everyone gasped.

Himeno's face finally showed a solemn look.

The scorching Pegasus Meteor Fist smashed down like an overwhelming smash, instantly submerging the entire field, and with each flame fist intent smashing down, the ground trembled, and the entire earth trembled like a drum hammered by dense raindrops.

Such a dense attack, let alone a person, even a fly can't dodge.

When the smoke cleared, everyone looked over in fear, and their scalps suddenly tingled.

The whole ground had sunk three or four feet, and every foot and inch had become potholed and tattered.

To everyone's great surprise, in the center of the venue, there was a piece of ground that was one foot square intact, and Himeno stood on top of the column, looking up at Haoyang who was stepping on the void above.

His shirt was still neat, there was not a single wrinkle on it, the only difference was that the sword on his back was already in his hand.

"Watch out!" Himeno said in a deep voice, and then lightly stepped on the ground, and with his movements, the one-foot square column shattered, and not only that, but a huge depression appeared in the ground.

And Himeno used the power of this shock to rush towards Haoyang high above like lightning.

The Sword Dao Sect is passed down from the sword to the world, and so is the Holy Sword Gate, when each disciple builds the foundation, he will choose a sword from the sword mound of the Holy Sword Gate and become his own natal sword.

And the sword that Himeno got in the sword mound is called Yulong.

Before the sword was unsheathed, there was already the sound of a dragon's roar.

Haoyang is like a great enemy.

At this moment, he no longer hesitated, and the power of fire in his whole body began to run wildly.

The flames that had disappeared reappeared in his hands, and then spread like living creatures to his arms.

In an instant, the unicorn arm was ready to go.

Behind him was the enchantment, and there was no way to retreat, he could only take the unsheathed sword.

The palms slammed forward.

Two flame qilins rushed out from their palms and roared towards the Dragon Sword.

It's all around in the blink of an eye.

The two flame qilins opened their bloody mouths at the same time and bit into the scabbard, and the terrifying bite power caused a crack to grow in the scabbard that had been refined by the secret method.

Just as the scabbard was about to crack, a roaring dragon roar reappeared, and the entire barrier began to shake rapidly.

A huge dragon phantom appeared in everyone's sight, and the two flame qilins burst back in horror, but the next moment they were swallowed into the belly of the dragon phantom.

The huge dragon phantom was castrated unabated, and it slammed into Haoyang brutally

At the last moment, Haoyang crossed his arms in front of him.

Under the huge impact force, the whole person smashed into the barrier.

In an instant, the powerful enchantment behind him collapsed, and Haoyang's whole person was also knocked into the air and submerged into the clouds.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The power of one blow is so terrifying!

Mo Chenzi stroked his beard and said, "Although the sword is not unsheathed, Himeno uses the scabbard as a sword, which can be regarded as a sword." ”

Ying Yunmo said softly: "The reason why he didn't come out of the sword is that he is trying to cultivate sword intent, I have seen a person in the Demon Domain, who has sealed the sword intent for thirty years, and opened the gate of heaven with one sword move." ”

Mo Chenzi showed an unprecedented look of panic and asked, "Is there such a powerhouse in the Demon Domain?!"

Ying Yunmo nodded, "This person's name is Leyou, I'm afraid he will be a big rival in my Pattern Realm in the future!"

Mo Chenzi was shocked and didn't know how to speak.

The hanging hearts of the surrounding audience finally fell, and the winner of this battle was decided.

But for some reason, Himeno, who was the victorious side, raised his head to look at the sky, but the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

Only then did people discover that the clouds that Haoyang had submerged into turned a strange red, as if there was a fire burning in the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the sky above the entire Kendo Sect turned fiery red.

The overwhelming heat turned the whole world into a huge steamer.

People started sweating, and some even passed out from heat stroke.

At this moment, people were surprised to find that a burning flame had passed through the clouds.

It was a fire man, a fire man in a flame armor.

A gray-bearded cultivator suddenly shouted, "Fire Spirit Battle Armor! It's actually Fire Spirit Battle Armor! Hasn't this thing always existed in legends? Could it be that the Fire Spirit Gate can be made?!"

Haoyang, who was wearing the fire spirit battle armor, stepped on the void and looked down at everyone, like a god overlooking the common people, and his gaze finally fell on Himeno's body.

"Now you are worthy of my sword. ”

Himeno's face returned to calm and indifference, and he slowly drew his sword from its sheath. >