After Xu Yang was promoted, a look of relief suddenly appeared on the faces of all the cultivators. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lu Chen and Xu Yang are the two insurmountable mountains recognized by Xuanwu Mountain, and the cultivators present, except for a few cultivators who are aiming to be the first, the other cultivators have no idea at all.

Now that these two have made the cut, it's time for them to perform. Although the other cultivators were fierce, how could they compare to Lu Chen and Xu Yang.

Just when Xu Yang was promoted, Yan Zhendong's eyes fell on Murong Sang's body and said, "You were the third a year ago, and this third game is up to you." ”

Murong Sang's figure rose and fell, and he landed in the ring with a bang, and arched his hand: "Senior brothers, please!"

Lu Chen's gaze fell on him, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he secretly said, "This guy has made a lot of progress." "Murong Sang now is very different from two years ago, his cultivation has advanced to the peak realm of the spirit without exception, and the aura emanating from his body is completely integrated, full of a different kind of fluctuation.

Before his words fell, a cultivator beside Zhu Heng shouted loudly: "Just let me meet you." ”

The man was still in mid-air, and the cold sword light had already rolled out from his body. The awe-inspiring brilliance of the past has approached Murong Sang.

Murong Sang smiled slightly, and pointed towards the void. With a pop, when the heavy ripples spread, a wisp of sword light went up retrograde and collided with the sword light that the opponent blasted down.

No matter how brilliant this cultivator's sword light was, under Murong Sang's sword light, it slammed on the spot with a pop.

A flush swelled up on the cultivator's face, and the whole person slammed into the ring like a scale.

Murong Sang let out a long roar: "Eat me with a sword." With a bang, the endless flow of sword light shot out from his body, and the cold sword light rippled all over the sky, heading straight for this cultivator.

The cultivator's eyes widened, and he roared wildly: "Don't you think about it!" The sword light above and below Zhou's body shot wildly, trying to compete with the sword light that Murong Sang shot out.

Without any accidents, the cultivator's defense was like a piece of glass, blown apart and ceased to exist. Under the impact of the violent force, this person snorted and fell straight from the ring, already defeated!

Murong Sang snatched the first win!

The cultivators present all changed color. Zhu Heng's pupils shot out strong fluctuations: "Murong Sang, this guy, can actually grow to this level in just two years, it's not simple, in his state, I don't have the certainty of defeating him, it's better to wait until other cultivators appear on the stage to polish his sharpness, and then I will appear on the stage, defeat him, sweep away a strong opponent, and the rest will be much easier." ”

After two years of cultivation, his strength has also grown to an extraordinary level, although the true intent of the sword path has not yet broken through the spirit seed, but it is not far away, and the strength of the body, although he has not set foot in the Great Perfection of the Spirit, but it is only one step away.

He has absolute confidence that when Murong Sang's aura declines, he will make a move and defeat him!

Among the cultivators present, there are not a few who think they have the strength to hit the top ten, and there are not a few who he generally plans.

One by one, they all want to pick up ready-made bargains.

The other cultivators in the field, one by one, do not seek merit, and then seek no fault, and besides, in the face of Murong Sang, they may still lose, but at least they have the opportunity to perform, and they think that if they perform well enough, they may be able to win the attention of the mountain lord and give them additional rewards.

At the same time, another cultivator, with a bang, pushed out the violent qi waves on his body, and stabbed up with a swishing sword light, and said sharply: "Senior Brother Murong, even if you are fierce, I want you to ask for advice or two, and I invite you to give me advice." ”

The buzzing and fluctuating sound waves exploded in an instant, and the wind and waves that opened up enveloped Murong Sang.

Murong Sang's eyes showed a bright color, and he nodded: "Senior brother's swordsmanship cultivation is good, but if you want to get a bargain in my hands, some are not enough, look at the move!"

With a bang, the sword light that rushed out came out almost strangely, and suddenly hit the weak point of this cultivator, and the sword light shattered, and he was pushed off the ring by the fierce force, and he was already defeated.

A cold light swept up in Murong Sang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Who else." ”

Before the words fell, another cultivator rushed out: "Me!"

Poof, also under a sword, this person's body swayed continuously, fell from the ring, and was defeated.

Even so, other cultivators were already rushing up in an endless stream!

Bang, Murong Sang used two swords for the first time to defeat one challenger, and at this time he had already defeated nine challengers. Up and down Zhou's body, the terrifying and vibrating qi waves turned into a white smoke and sprayed out from the top of his head.

Even if nine cultivators were nothing to him, but nine people in a row still made his aura fluctuate a little.

The eyes of the powerful top ten contenders in the audience suddenly lit up, and they roared angrily: "Senior Brother Murong, I'm Lou Lelin here to meet you!"

"Haha, Senior Brother Murong, Zhu can't help but itch, please don't hesitate to teach. ”

In an instant, at least five people in the audience moved together.

Shen Xingzhou looked at such a scene in front of him and sneered: "A group of wastes who only know how to take advantage!"

Zhang Wei'an's eyebrows twitched slightly, with a mocking expression.

Tong Qianyuan looked like he was in a good mood, and he was surprised: "Interesting, it's really interesting, these junior brothers are all rushing to make a move at this time, and in the end it depends on them, who can be the first to get into the ring and fight with Senior Brother Murong!"

Speaking of this, Tong Qianyuan's eyes had some deeper meaning.

Xuanwu Mountain made him feel the most threatened, one Lu Chen, one Xu Yang, and the other was Murong Sang. Without him, Murong Sang made too fast progress, even if he was Tong Qianyuan, he also felt a little ashamed.

At this moment, no matter who rushed up to fight Murong Sang, in his opinion, it was a rare opportunity to observe Murong Sang's strength, and he wanted to capture Murong Sang's flaws and prepare for the battle later.

I saw five figures, and they landed in the ring almost instantly. The cultivators present couldn't tell for a moment who was the first.

Others can't see it, but Lu Chen can't see it, it's Zhu Heng. Even if he was disdainful of Zhu Heng, he could see from the fact that he was so much faster than others that this person's strength was stronger than the others, and he nodded: "This guy hasn't wasted his cultivation in the past two years, and he is still working hard as a cultivator!" However, if he wants to win against Murong Sang, he is a little taken for granted. ”