The sword qi cut through the sky, and at the same time shocked everyone's hearts, and at that moment, the dragon dust seemed to be above the ten thousand paths, becoming the king who ruled the eternals.

Even those elders stood up one after another, looking at the sword shadow in Long Chen's hand with a shocked expression.

"Chop"

The dragon dust broke off with a drink, and if the gods judged, the long knife slashed down at the ghost sand.

Ghost Sha was horrified in his heart, he never expected that Dragon Dust would have such a terrifying combat skill, and he could only resist it with all his might.

"Boom"

Like a heavenly knife slashing down the galaxy, the gravel flies, the heavens and the earth tremble, and the air waves rise in the sky, sweeping in all directions.

"Oops"

Tu Fang's face changed slightly, and as soon as he stretched out his big hand, an invisible big hand appeared, protecting Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu, who were closest to the battlefield.

"Everyone be careful, collectively lie down and defend"

After Tu Fang protected the two, he shouted at everyone.

When everyone heard this, they all tried to protect their whole bodies and fell to the ground one after another, while some people were unconvinced, just a small aftermath, can they be so careful?

"Boom"

When the terrifying storm swept in, those who were still standing couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and the terrifying hurricane, mixed with debris, swallowed them in an instant.

So the sound of screaming, and the sound of broken bones vomiting blood, echoed each other, and played an unusually heroic movement.

These people use their bodies and blood to vividly interpret the truth of "the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it" in post-modern techniques.

When the storm subsided, someone emerged from the dirt and looked at the scene in front of them, and couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

More and more people are coming out of the dirt, but their expressions are the same when they see what they see, that is, horror.

"Whew"

The dirt on their bodies was shaken away, Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu were unharmed, and there was no trace of dust on their bodies.

A pair of transparent big hands slowly dispersed, and the two of them didn't have time to thank Tu Fang for the rescue, so they were shocked by the phenomenon in front of them.

A large ditch was bottomless, stretching into the distance, and the whole ground had been deformed, and it was almost impossible to see what it was.

Broken earth and gravel flooded almost everyone, and in front of the ditch that was several feet wide, the dragon dust long knife landed on the ground, and his chest rose violently, and he kept gasping.

Not far from him, one of Onisha's arms and the part below his waist were all gone, and he stood there like a stake.

"Actually won?"

Tang Wan'er was surprised and delighted, and shouted loudly: "Long Chen, go and cut off his head, you are the core disciple."

Now that most of Guisha's body has disappeared, she is powerless to resist, if it weren't for her and Ye Zhiqiu, they would have rushed over and cut off Guisha's head.

A smile appeared on Tu Fang's face, although he was suspected of opening a small stove for Longchen at first, but the difficulty of this assessment was enough to make anyone shut up.

There is no doubt about the strength of Dragon Dust, and it would be a pity if such a figure did not give him a place as a core disciple.

It's just that it's really difficult to give out this place, and even the Tu side thinks that they are going to fail several times.

Longchen took a deep breath, dragged the long knife, and walked towards the ghost sand, now it was time to harvest the fruit.

"Hehe, you want to exchange my ghost sand's head for a reward?

Suddenly, the ghost sand raised its head to the sky and roared, and a violent soul power ran wildly in his body.

Everyone was surprised, they were already like this, and they were able to resist, what kind of monster is this guy!

Longchen was also taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, wait, we have something to say."

"Say you uncle, you bastard, I curse you not to die well"

"Boom"

After the ghost sand scolded hoarsely, suddenly the whole body exploded, and the minced meat flew sideways, scattered all over the sky, and it actually exploded like that.

For a while, everyone was stupid, this soul was too powerful, and in the end, it even had the strength to explode.

"Damn, how is this calculated?" Longchen was also dumbfounded, and there was no one to exchange for a reward.

Hurriedly ran to the place where the ghost sand blew itself up, and saw if he could pick up some big parts, and if he could make up a number.

It's a pity that maybe it's because Ghost Sha hates dragon dust too much, and would rather die himself than get any benefit from dragon dust on him.

At the cost of scattering his soul, he blew his body to pieces, and the largest piece was only the size of a finger.

Originally, Ghost Sha did not commit suicide, but after being beheaded by dragon dust, his soul would continue to be restrained and poured into the next corpse, in fact, he didn't have to die, a demon who cherished his life was so resolute, it can be seen how much he hated dragon dust.

Longchen looked at the corpses all over the ground, and couldn't help crying without tears, and said tentatively to Tu Fang: "Elder Tu Fang, can you see if we can count it without blocks, and weigh it in catties?"

He knew that if he wanted to put together a complete head, he didn't have to think about it, but he should be able to put together those things in terms of weight.

Tu Fang looked at the dragon dust and was speechless for a long time, could this be the fate of the odd number?

At the same time, he also remembered the master's advice, don't try to change the fate of Longchen, and now he finally believes that if he insists on giving Longchen a core disciple quota, I am afraid that it will bring great karma to the entire courtyard, and even the courtyard may be destroyed.

"I'm sorry, I can't be satisfied with this" Tu Fang sighed, he also sympathized with Dragon Dust, but unfortunately he didn't dare to give him this treatment.

The other elders couldn't help but let out a sigh, wanting to ask for a favor for Long Chen, but they still shook their heads when they thought of Tu Fang's iron-faced and selfless character.

Tu Fang's iron-faced selfless character, no one in the courtyard knows about it, and sometimes even the head of the house is polite to him.

Hearing this, Long Chen's face couldn't help but change, and just as he was about to speak, Tu Fang waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, although you didn't succeed, it is not a failure, Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu's core disciple identities are still retained, but as for you, ......"

"How am I?" asked Longchen hurriedly.

"I can only give you an outer disciple according to the rules of the other courtyard" Tu Fang himself felt that his face was hot, it was too condescending to do so.

Longchen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't get the identity of a core disciple, he was a little regretful, but it was okay to become an outer disciple, as long as he stayed in the other courtyard, there were still a lot of opportunities.

What's more, Longchen is not a loss, at least he deceived the Netherworld Ghost Shadow Step from the hands of Ghost Sha, and from Ghost Sha's resentment as if robbing his wife, Dragon Dust knew that this thing was definitely a treasure.

It's just that he doesn't have time to practice yet, but anyway, it's still very worthwhile to take a risk and get a powerful exercise.

Hearing this news, Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but show a look of disappointment, Longchen was already victorious, and it was really a pity that there was such an ending.

However, Lei Qiansheng and Qi Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the confidence of the body that had been hit by the dragon dust was slowly restored.

No matter how powerful a genius is, if there is no resource supply, it will be a cooking without rice and a source of water, and it will soon be thrown away.

"Dragon dust, don't be sad" Tang Wan'er walked up to Long Chen's side and persuaded softly.

Longchen laughed and shook his head: "Do you think I look like a sad person? If I was sad because of this little thing, I would have died of sadness."

Tang Wan'er's heart trembled when she heard this, sure enough, Longchen had experienced a lot of unusual things, maybe his strength was related to his experience.

Among the people present, only Tu Fang smiled slightly, and only he knew best how much bullying and oppression Longchen had experienced, perhaps in response to that sentence: either explode in depression or perish in depression.

Longchen certainly belongs to the former, he has experienced too much sadness, and this twist and turn is really nothing to him.

"This brother, thank you, I'm sorry, I cut down all your family heirloom knives" Long Chen handed the big knife to the big man, and said apologetically.

Only then did people notice that what was originally a good big knife was now covered with teeth the size of a thumb, and it looked like a saw from a distance, which was surprising and funny.

"It's nothing, it's the honor of his life that this long knife can contribute to Brother Long" The big man took the long knife and said respectfully.

He had already planned that this long knife would be stored in the future, which witnessed his friendship with Dragon Dust.

In the future, when Longchen becomes a peerless powerhouse, he can proudly take out the treasure knife, pat his chest and say to everyone: I have a lifelong friendship with Longchen, see, he once asked me if I borrowed a knife.

The matter on Long Chen's side is over, Long Chen did not get the nameplate of a core-level disciple, and only got the title of an outer disciple.

After watching the battle just now, everyone classified him as a monster-level powerhouse, and he was also regarded as a monster among monsters.

After everyone returned to their camp, Tu Fang stood in front of everyone, and the audience immediately became silent.

Tu Fang looked at the crowd: "First of all, congratulations to you here, you have become a disciple of the other courtyard, and all the resources of the other courtyard will be open to you in the future."

However, how much you can get depends on your own ability, and whether you are strong enough.

Therefore, you should remember that when you enter the other courtyard, your cultivation has just begun, because all the resources in the other courtyard need to be matched with the strength to obtain them."

Turning his head, he said to those applicants who did not get the assessment quota: "Although you were not selected, but you did not come in vain, many people should have obtained a lot of things in the assessment map, and they are not empty-handed."

Moreover, the annex has also reserved a path for you, and you can choose to stay, but don't be too happy.

You can practice in other monasteries, but you don't enjoy the treatment of disciples, you can receive some meager resources every month, and you have to do a lot of work, to put it bluntly, it is miscellaneous labor."

Everyone heard that they could stay, but when they heard the back, they gave up completely like a deflated ball.

They are all clothed and stretched out to eat, and they are the ones who open their mouths, and let them do chores, what is the difference between that and killing them?

However, there are also people who throw away their face and decide to be a real strong man, because here they see a broader space, and they are no longer willing to be a second ancestor, they want to be a strong man, even if they start from miscellaneous servants, they will not hesitate.

However, there are very few such people, among the more than 10,000 people, only more than 50 people remained, and the rest of the people were all led to other places and should be sent out of the courtyard directly.

So after the original huge crowd at the scene left, there were only more than 700 people left in the same place, Tu Fang waved his big hand, and more than a dozen elders slapped their big hands on the stone pillar, and everyone suddenly felt that their bodies were light and disappeared in place. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net