The last stage of the Huiwu is in full swing, pushing the atmosphere to a climax, more and more admiring controllers enter the venue, making more and more people gather in this area of the Origin Realm, not only the imperial capital, but also the masters who followed the Yueyang Empire sect to the Origin Realm are also watching the Huiwu on the side.

With the passage of time, the undercurrents of various forces surged, not only in the direction of Wan'an City, but also near the Imperial Capital Imperial City.

The imperial city was still so quiet, as if it was empty, Qihua took most of the soldiers to the martial arts venue, resulting in an extremely small number of soldiers guarding the imperial city.

This is a building in the imperial city, it seems that it should be a place for other ministers or officials, at this time a group of people are at the door, menacing, but there is no one around.

"Boom!" With a loud sound, a figure dressed in the clothes of the Dome Empire was blasted out, covered in charred black, and even small flames were burning.

"Spare my life, woman, I really don't know!" the mustache on the man's face was burned clean by the flames, and he knelt down crying and begging for mercy.

A fiery red figure slowly walked out of the house, and a seven-tailed phoenix phantom behind him faintly dispersed, staring at the mustache with crimson eyes, and his cold eyes were abnormal.

"Let me ask you, what is this for?" The fiery red shadow took out a pill from her arms, which was exactly the same pill that Yun Cang had obtained in Qingshi Town.

The mustache wiped the carbon black on his face, and he could see that he was very afraid of the woman in front of him, and he could only try his best to recall but could not remember anything.

"I ....... Before the mustache could speak, the fiery red figure moved in place and instantly moved in front of the mustache, and stuffed the pill in his hand directly into his mouth!

"Poof!" a strange purple suddenly appeared in the mustache's eyes, and the whole person instantly fell silent, like a puppet.

"Hmph!" the fiery red figure kicked the mustache to the side, snorting softly, only to find that the mustache struggled to stand up, still not responding at all, only the purple in his eyes was disgusting.

One of the people at the door said, "Commander Ji, could this pill be used by Qihua to control the officials of the imperial capital?"

The hot red lips pursed slightly, but she didn't speak, which was also what she suspected, maybe this pill was the reason for the disappearance of the imperial capital officials.

"There are not even people in such a big imperial city? What about those people from the military department? are all gone?" This is exactly Ji Yaofeng, who received Kong Fu's secret letter, has been hiding in the imperial capital for a while, secretly investigating the use of this pill, and secondly, tracking down the reason for the disappearance of the imperial capital officials.

It was too strange that there was not a trace of the power of the origin in the huge imperial city.

"Let's go. Ji Yaofeng's long hair fluttered, and he left the imperial city with the people of the Knights of Yuanfeng with an order, leaving only the mustache that stood in place and was as indistinguishable as wood.

The origin realm of the imperial capital, the martial arts field.

The girl of Tianxumen had a gloomy face, and struggled for a long time before she panted and said, "I admit defeat." ”

In front of him, the king had heard what the girl of Tianxumen said, and he also withdrew his fighting posture, stood still and bent down to salute the girl: "The king has offended, please don't hold a grudge against the girl." ”

"Fighting and martial arts, where is there any offense?" The girl glanced at Wang Ji meaningfully, and then stepped down.

Yun Cang, who had been paying attention to this side in the stands, found that although the girl of Tianxumen was on par with Wang Ji's strength, on the whole, Wang was still very strong.

Wu Ze nodded at Wang Ji, and Wang Ji stepped down and returned to the ranks of the Liyuan faction.

Zhan Mo said to Wu Ze: "It's really ruthless, it seems that Wang can be regarded as a quasi-champion of martial arts." ”

The same idea also came to the minds of everyone in the venue, although this king has not had such bells and whistles in his moves, but with that solid foundation, he can really be regarded as a quasi-champion of martial arts.

The battles of the other sects also ended one after another, and the competition at this stage also came to an end, followed by the other disciples who did not appear.

Now the more powerful disciples of the Yueyang Empire have gradually appeared, the plainly clothed young man of the Chopping Bamboo Sect, the Wang of the Liyuan Sect, and the disciple of the Tianxu Gate should be the girl, but it is a pity that this girl has been defeated by Wang Ji, but maybe there are still hidden outstanding disciples in the Tianxu Gate who have not made a move, and the Qishou Star side is very quiet, and there has been no disciple to fight.

The origin realm of the imperial capital is somewhat interesting, Yuncang, Yunyi, Wen Yu, the Qingsong Gate alone occupies three positions, and the others are the Shamen and the Selfless Sword Gate.

In this way, the top 10 places have basically appeared.

Wen Yu looked at Wen Ruan and said, "If you don't make a move, I'm afraid there will be no place for you in the top ten." ”

Wen Ruan has not made a move since the beginning of the meeting, and has been very low-key.

Wen Ruan said indifferently: "Rankings and those things are not interesting, isn't the main event still to come?" Wen Ruan nodded his forehead and looked at Qihua.

Wen Yu didn't speak again, it turned out that Wen Ruan's attention was not on Huiwu, but on seeing after Huiwu was over.

Before leaving, Jingshan had already told Wen Yu and Wen Ruan, as well as Sikong and Dusk Zhiyan, and now that Yuncang Yunyi was exposed, Qihua had brought a full 3,000 soldiers from the imperial capital, which already explained a lot of problems.

So Wen Ruan still didn't plan to make a move, and left all his strength for the end.

"The Imperial Capital Origin Realm and the Dome Empire, it depends on this meeting. Wen Ruan muttered to himself, a verdant source power looming.

"Then it's over. Wen Yu's words were not small, Yun Cang and Yun Yi both heard it, and Wen Qingsong and Qin Shan also heard Wen Yu's words.

Before they could speak, Wen Yu dodged and entered the field below.

"Yo, this young man from Qingsongmen is on the field!" Zhan Mo seemed to be particularly interested in Wen Yu, and when he saw him playing, he also watched with interest, who would Wen Yu choose as his opponent?

Zhan Mo saw Wen Yu's gaze and looked around, and finally stopped at the position of his own bamboo slashing faction.

"No...... not. Zhan Mo smiled bitterly, this action Zhan Mo already understood that Wen Yu was going to fight against this disciple of his own sect.

The plainly dressed young man got up, no need for Wen Yu to say more, he naturally understood what Wen Yu meant, and the current competition was almost the battle for the top dozen of them, fighting for the ranking.

"Lingshuang, be careful to face the battle, that young man from the Qingsong Gate is not simple. Zhan Mo didn't forget to say a word of advice before Lingshuang came on the field.

Lingshuang nodded, turned around and picked up his sword, and entered the arena.

"Next is the sword duel! The younger generation of the Yueyang Empire and the Dome Empire, whose swordsmanship skills are superior?"

When Qihua saw Wen Yu, she moved, but was discovered by Xu Feng beside her and asked, "Lord Qihua, is there something wrong?"

Qihua shook her head, for some reason the Spirit Fox Origin in her body trembled slightly when she saw Wen Yu, as if there was a sense of fear in the underworld.

"This kid is not simple. ”

The third-order Qihua of the Unity Realm actually had a fear of a young man of the eighth order of the Meditation Realm.

Lingshuang held the long sword in his hand and faced Wen Yu: "You should know that even if you are superb in swordsmanship, it will be difficult to make up for the gap in strength, right?"

Wen Yu was carrying the Qingcang Sword undeniably: "Indeed, with the strength of my Meditation Realm Eighth Order against your half-step integration realm, there is indeed a gap in strength, but don't you know?"

Lingshuang asked, "What?"

"The swordsman is the best at creating miracles!"

"Qiang!" Wen Yu raised it with one hand, and the Qingcang sword behind him was unsheathed in an instant, flying into his hand, and the whole person turned into a pitch-black and fierce black shadow, shooting towards the spiritual frost!

The Qingcang Sword was unsheathed, and the Qingsong Sword Domain was like a cover in an instant, covering the entire field!

"Hmph!" a light snort came from Lingshuang's nose, and he held the sword in his left hand, and the sword was not yet unsheathed at this time!

I saw that the Qingcang Sword in Wen Yu's hand emitted an extremely shocking buzz, and one after another afterimages appeared behind him, and a sword slashed on the Lingshuang scabbard!

"Ping!" A spark burst out, and then an extremely cold qi erupted from the spirit frost's body, and pieces of thin ice spread from the position where the Qingcang Sword touched the scabbard to Wen Yu's palm!

At the moment of separation, the thin ice disappeared, Wen Yu turned around, volleyed a sword, and stabbed on the sheath of the Spirit Frost sword again!

This time, Lingshuang was not so calm, and the incomparable sense of penetration from Wen Yu's sword directly made Lingshuang take a few steps back, and the moment it was contacted, even the speed of thin ice did not catch up with Wen Yu's movements.

"Lishuang Sword!!" Lingshuang shouted out the name of his sword, Lishuang Sword, as he retreated.

In the blink of an eye, an extremely hard ice cube was attached to the scabbard of the Lishuang Sword, and it shattered in the spirit frost's grip with all his might!

At this time, the appearance of this Lishuang sword appeared in Wen Yu's eyes, the eyes were silver-white, and there were countless cold qi on the blade, and even the air was about to freeze, and at a distance of ten meters from the spirit frost, he could still feel the coldness and piercing bones.

The unsheathed Lishuang Sword was like a heart of ice under the ice lake, and an invisible coercion shrouded Wen Yu's body.

If you look closely, the cold air makes a faint touch of ice attached to the Qingcang Sword.

The Spirit Frost Long Sword pointed straight at the ground, provoking a piercing sword light and rushing towards Wen Yu!

"Click!" Wherever the sword passed, a thin layer of ice rose on the ground!

"Green Pine Seven Swords, Three Styles!" Wen Yu was not suppressed by the sword of Lingshuang, but burst out of his own body with the power of the origin to block the cold to the outside world, and a sword-wielding figure appeared, and the light green power of the origin met the cold light sword!

A figure rushed towards the sword from afar, the two collided hard, the sword was directly picked up by the figure, and the figure was split in half without a sword.

After that, the two long swords were intertwined! Wen Yu made a sword sideways, Lingshuang took half a step back, dodged closely, and lifted an ice cube with the Lishuang Sword in his hand, stabbing at Wen Yu's face, and the Qingcang Sword was horizontal in front of him, allowing the ice to shatter in front of him.

The shattered ice ballast, some of which are cool.