The golden dragon is mighty, and the black giant sword is ancient.

When Chen Zimiao's illusionary golden divine dragon devoured the ground, Chen Tiansheng's body suddenly jumped up, and he stepped up with a sword in both hands, and a sword was pointed out, and a cold death intent erupted.

The golden dragon bit down on the black giant sword, and the stick and sword intertwined.

Suddenly, a powerful force was transmitted to Chen Tiansheng through the sword body, Chen Tiansheng's body was shocked, his body fell from mid-air, and his body rolled on the ground to unload that force.

Chen Zimiao in mid-air was also shocked by the huge force, and his body soared higher.

As soon as the strength of the two of them exploded, the long stick in Chen Zihao's hand turned into a divine dragon that punished the world. The dragon roared, and its majesty shook the sky.

Chen Tiansheng's face was stunned, Chen Zimiao's combat consciousness was the strongest among the people he had ever seen, and in such a short period of time, the same move was used again, and his momentum rose, even stronger than just now.

This style can't let him condense, Chen Tiansheng's eyes condensed slightly.

In the confrontation just now, he suffered some losses, and only by rolling on the ground did he unload the strength of his body.

As soon as his mind moved, the muscles of his body were knotted as tight as the handle of a bow, and he used the bladeless in his hand as a feather arrow and shot out suddenly.

The long sword broke through the air and came in an instant. The feather arrows turned into the long sword were amazingly powerful, and the sound of breaking the sky hissed and screamed, shaking the eardrums a little painful.

Chen Zimao's style of 'Divine Dragon Advent World' has not had time to strike, and the long sword has arrived. I had to blast out with a stick and swing away the long sword that broke through the air.

Taking advantage of this instantaneous interval, Chen Tiansheng's body jumped up, instantly reaching the same height as Chen Zimao, took the flying long sword, and blasted out with a palm.

Xiang Ren pulls out the mountain!

The furious palm power rushed out, enveloping Chen Zihao's figure in the middle.

Chen Zimiao's long stick was horizontal, the expression between his eyebrows was very solemn, and a golden light guarded him in front of him.

The palm strength was amazing, a sonorous sound broke out, and Chen Zimiao was blown away by the palm force, pointing straight to the edge of the ring to stabilize his figure.

A smear of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the whole person looked a little embarrassed. Although it was blocked in a hurry, it was hurt a lot, even to the heart.

Chen Zimiao was very shocked by Chen Tiansheng's sense of battle, and he was shocked by that series of reactions and responses.

Chen Tiansheng is still quite confident in his sense of battle, knowing that the ravages and life and death situations he has experienced are much more dangerous than this. And it is far from what Chen Zihao, who grew up in the greenhouse of Qingyang Houfu, can imagine.

Chen Tiansheng will not show mercy to his subordinates, as soon as his body landed, the whole person had turned into an afterimage and stepped out, slashing the long sword in his hand towards Chen Zimao.

The 'opening mountain' in the one-style splitting three-style slammed down, the sword intent was Lingran, and a killing intent shrouded Chen Zimiao's surroundings.

Although frustrated, Chen Zimiao was not to be outdone, and the long stick danced again, with exquisite stick techniques, blocking Chen Tiansheng's long sword moves. However, by this time, Chen Zimiao had already had an obvious disadvantage here, and Chen Tiansheng had controlled the rhythm from the frustration just now.

The sword is sharp, sword after sword, and Chen Zimiao is not given a chance to fight back at all.

That is, in a few breaths, Chen Tiansheng had already slashed out hundreds of swords, and Chen Zimiao struggled to support it and was undefeated. But anyone with a discerning eye can see that his failure is a matter of time.

Chen Zimiao was unwilling, but at this moment he had already shown defeat. Chen Tiansheng saw Chen Zimiao's mistake and slapped it with a palm, shaking Chen Zimiao into the air and throwing him out of the ring.

"This one Chen Tiansheng won!" The guard announced in a loud voice.

Chen Zimiao got up from the ground, his face was unwilling, he felt that there was only a line between him and Chen Tiansheng, and maybe the winner of the line was himself.

However, in Chen Tiansheng's opinion, his victory was expected, but there were also things he didn't expect, Chen Zihao and Shangguan Xing actually forced him to use the third form of "Three Styles of Brute Sword".

However, if he used the power of the Frost Martial Vein or the power of his eyes, even Chen Zimiao would be a matter of his move, and Chen Tiansheng at this moment was already different. Even if he meets Tatsuyuki again, he has the confidence to overcome.

This also made him more determined to go to the Holy Martial Academy, only by going to the Holy Martial Academy can he have the honor of worshipping under a congenital master, and with the guidance of a famous teacher, he can climb to a higher level of martial arts.

In the incredible eyes of everyone, Chen Tiansheng left the scene indifferently.

Everyone didn't expect that Chen Tiansheng would win the first place in the test, and this guy born in the sky has risen at a speed that everyone has to look up to.

Especially ****, in an inconspicuous crowd, there is a hint of struggle and unwillingness in the flashing eyes.

A few months ago, Chen Tiansheng, who had just returned to Qingyang Houfu, was not worthy of his attention at all, and even he disdained to make a move on Chen Tiansheng, in just a few months, Chen Tiansheng had reached a height that he could only look up to.

He is the one who has truly witnessed the rise of Chen Tiansheng, and no one is more shaken than his heart.

At first, he was worried that Chen Tiansheng would trouble him, and his gaze at Chen Tiansheng was a little evasive, for fear that Chen Tiansheng would find him in the crowd.

But then he found that Chen Tiansheng's gaze was far-reaching and profound, sweeping in the eyes of everyone, but he didn't take anyone to heart. Even when he swept over him, he didn't stop a little, **** knew that he had lost, not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of heart, and he lost cleanly.

As Chen Tiansheng said, a person with a strong martial heart will not set his sights on an ant that is weaker than himself.

The kind of confidence in Chen Tiansheng's eyes is empty.

It is the kind of self-confidence that no one in the Tianjiao present can enter his eyes, he is the real Tianjiao, the Tianjiao who is above everyone.

At this moment, **** thought of a person, a person who rarely came forward in public. That man is also empty-eyed, and he is also above the heavens.

Qingyang Houfu is a mountain, there are two tigers in this mountain, the law of nature, one mountain does not allow two tigers.

There must be a dispute between Chen Tiansheng and Chen Linzi.

……

The battle in the ring ended, and the middle-aged man in black above the attic said with great interest: "This Chen is naturally talented, even above your two disciples, why ......?"

The middle-aged man in black wanted to speak and stopped.

Chen Xiuhong said: "In this case, Brother Yuan Qing might as well be included in the door." ”

The middle-aged man in black laughed and said, "He Mou has this intention, no matter what the reason is, I won't let go of such a good seedling easily." ”

In the man's laughter, a bitter look flashed on Chen Xiuhong's face, this was a decision he made after thinking deeply.

The last assassination had already made him vigilant, and he was guilty of Chen Tiansheng's mother's incident, and now if Chen Tiansheng's safety could not be guaranteed, he was uneasy.

And he couldn't come forward directly, so finding an innate martial artist for Chen Tiansheng as a backstage was tantamount to giving him a protective umbrella.

The disciple of the innate martial artist, in the land of the Tang Kingdom, no matter who wants to move him, he has to consider whether he can bear the anger of the innate powerhouse.