Fang Zheng's face was middle-aged, and he roared with Xuan Li, "The competition begins!"

The noisy auditorium gradually fell silent.

Wang also bent slightly towards Wu Chen and arched his hand: "Zhongzhou, you are still from the king of Tianzong."

The appearance is decent and the demeanor is elegant, which has attracted the attention of many Beizhou female cultivators, and the corners of Wang Huan's mouth are becoming more and more curved.

On the other hand, Wu Chen seemed a little casual, for the person who had murderous intent towards him, Wu Chen did not intend to leave a good face for the other party, and nodded almost invisibly, which was regarded as a reply to the other party.

caused a sigh in the audience,

Wang Huan's face was uncertain, he took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to step forward immediately, slapped Wu Chen to death, forced out a smile, and pretended to say: "Senior Brother Wu of the Heavenly Dao Academy, please first." ”

The corners of Wu Chen's mouth curved into an unpredictable arc, even if the local hospitality was difficult, Wu Chen did not intend to waste it. Wu Chen is not the son of a thousand who is immersed in cultivation, and he knows how to be polite.

As soon as his feet sank, his body moved forward slightly, and the pale yellow force emerged, constantly escaping towards the surroundings, and with a sound of "bang!", dust rose under his feet, forming a small piece of gray mist.

Except for the initial pale yellow afterimage, Wu Chen was nowhere to be seen on the stage.

"Senior sister, why is he gone?" Mo Cheng asked curiously, shaking Yun Banfan's left arm.

Without waiting for Yun Banfan to say the three words "look carefully", Wu Chen's figure instantly reappeared in front of Wang Huan, the demon suppression knife in his hand was curved like a full moon, flashing with blood-red knife light.

Wu Chen didn't return the favor to the king, it was not a full effort, but it was also six or seven percent of his strength.

The king who was caught off guard didn't expect Wu Chen to be so disrespectful, and polite words could be regarded as true.

Wang Huan, who is at the peak of the Xuan Master, still has a lot of real materials, and the white Xuan Li instantly appeared in front of him, and then instantly condensed the shield, and the beautiful reaction ability of this hand far exceeded that of most monks of the same age in Beizhou.

However, the two of them moved too quickly, so what they watched in the audience was only a knife falling and a shield block, and it may not have been a moment in time.

"Bang!", and the two of them fell backwards to each other a few meters away.

Shaking his numb hands, Wang was still not doing those senseless politeness.

The white Xuan Li condensed on the surface of his body, forming a set of translucent armor, which made Wang Huan suddenly burst into battle.

The white aura around the body became more and more intense, and the Xuan power gradually turned into a dragon, but the head was illusory and could not be seen clearly, and before Wu Chen attacked again, Wang also decided to retreat with the advance, and it was a wise choice to come with the dragon.

Wu Chen, who originally planned to continue to compete as amusement, suddenly became serious, because Wu Chen's ears sounded Dean Zhou Wutong's voice: "Don't play to the end, you can't stop safely, hurry up and go all out to win the kid from the Heavenly Sect beautifully, the old man still has something for you to do." ”

After hearing the sound, Wu Chen's momentum soared suddenly, full of force, the white Xuanlong had not arrived, and Wu Chen's huge law appeared behind him, holding a demon suppression knife magnified several times in his hand.

Wu Chen, who was originally loose, has undergone a earth-shaking change in momentum, giving everyone the feeling that it is the word "tall and mighty", even if it is prefixed with the word "very".

The completely condensed and completed law phase, one step at a time, with both hands raised, the demon suppression knife returned to the king of the illusion of the non-white dragon.

The law phase fell into the knife, which seemed to be full of loopholes, as if it could dodge a knife with a slight flash.

At the moment when the law phase fell into the sword, Wu Chendong opened his own door to the sea of knowledge, and the majestic divine sense gushed out like sea water, and with a little guidance, it was twisted into a strand and went straight to the sea of knowledge in Wang Huan's mind.

Wang Huan, who was attacked by his divine sense, suddenly had a blank in his mind, and the movements in his hands and the operation of his Xuan Li were all stagnant.

The white dragon looms, swaying, there is a faint light flickering on the waist of the king, it is a piece of jade that can protect the soul, it is the king is fortunate to get it through the experience of the sect, and the jade is the next grade, but the mystery weapon that can protect the soul is extremely rare, and it is also the place that the king is proud of every day.

After all, the Xuanyu Weapon was not a soul stone, otherwise even the lowest-level soul stone would be able to reduce Wu Chen's direct divine consciousness attack to the greatest extent.

With a "bang", the jade weapon on his waist broke, but it still won Wang Huan a momentary respite.

The big knife falling from the law phase was getting closer and closer, and suddenly the speed was increased again, and Wang also used a moment of sobriety to move his body half a step, unable to dodge half a step out of the range of the Demon Suppression Knife.

After an instant, the king still knew that there was a blank in the sea, and he didn't know why.

"Boom!" With a bang, the demon suppression knife held by the law minister cut off Wang Huan's white Xuanli Youlong, as well as the Xuanli cover that rose from the other party's subconscious, slashing diagonally on the right shoulder, still on the back of the knife, using blunt force, Wu Chen was not stupid, he killed the Zhongzhou monk in front of so many people.

The Demon Suppression Knife fell on Wang Huan's right shoulder, and after a crisp sound of "Bang!", it flew upside down several meters away.

There was a cramping pain in his head, struggling to grit his teeth to stand up, but he didn't succeed, and the place where his right shoulder touched the demon suppression knife was no longer sensational, and he was afraid that the bones would be shattered inch by inch, but fortunately, they were all skin injuries, and they could recover as long as they took a while.

Yun Yao, a plain-clothed woman from Tianzong in the middle of the first row of the audience, got up suddenly, Wu Chen's attack on Wang Huan's divine consciousness at the beginning did not pay attention to her, but when the jade hanging from Wang Huan's waist was broken, Yun Yao finally noticed that something was wrong, but before he could really reflect it, Wang Huan flew upside down and fell to the ground, and his divine sense probed away in an instant.

Yun Yao sensed a remnant of the divine consciousness fluctuation that made his heart palpitate even the strong man of the Xuan Emperor, and after repeated confirmation, he was sure that the divine consciousness fluctuation that was not weaker than his Xuan Huang came from the ordinary man in the wide courtyard robe standing opposite the king.

The king did not lose money, but he was very wronged. Obviously, two children were playing and playing, but one child suddenly discovered that the other child had no less strength than an eight-foot strong man, how could this be beaten?

Wei Yin, who was on the side, was briefly surprised, and then quickly pretended to be unfathomable, met Yun Yao's suspicious gaze, and chuckled: "Alas, you said this Wu Chen, I don't know how to start, does this hurt the harmony between our Heavenly Dao Academy and the Heavenly Sect a lot?"

Yun Yao looked at the other party's face with an irrepressible smug expression, and put down a sentence, "The skills are not as good as others, and I can't complain about others." He sat down heavily on the stone chair again. The eyes are cloudy.

And Mo Cheng in the second row, even ninety percent of the audience decoration, at this moment, there was only one thought in his heart: "This is the end?"

From the announcement of the middle-aged referee to the fall of the king, it was less than half an hour's effort, and I didn't see the wonderful fight, the gorgeous Xuanli fluctuations, this is the end!