At the beginning, some people were worried about what to do if the gutter capsized, Yan Yu was not so strong, and was defeated by a nobody halfway.

Soon after, many warriors cried and came out to complain...... Several major sects were instantly relieved.

Yan Yu is very strong, and among the martial artists of the Reincarnation Realm, he also properly occupies the upper echelons and even the top. It would be strange that those nameless factions, or scattered martial artists, could defeat Yan Delirium.

"Didn't you give up, why are you still staying here and not leaving?" Yan Yu shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't know what to do, and asked casually as he met everyone's righteous indignation and angry gaze.

The seemingly bland sentence, coupled with his disgusted and contemptuous expression, has a great effect.

Many warriors who have been violently beaten have once again surged with anger and ...... in their hearts Fear.

With Yan Yu behind their backs, they still dared to speak out, but in the face of him, they really didn't dare to beep loudly.

Yan Yu threw the ring to the inspector and said lightly: "Before I came out, I walked around the ghost city a few times, but I didn't find anyone else. I'm sure I'm the last one to come out. ”

As soon as these words came out again, the nameless fire in the hearts of the onlookers rose violently again.

If it weren't for this guy, how could this sword trial conference be mixed up to such a point?

The inspectors, who had already been instructed, finally announced: "Well, eighty-sixth, the other rankings are postponed by one place." ”

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Although he knew that Yan Yu had robbed the harvest of so many martial artists, he would definitely be able to enter the top hundred. Knowing that even if it is a big sect like the Sword Pavilion, it will not be hard against the imperial court.

But after the results came out, it was inevitable to cause a sigh.

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In the palace.

The third prince Wang Xuexin, flipped through the information passed on, and from time to time picked up a pen to mark a certain place, and said: "Old Yuan, what do you think?"

Yuan Lao also had a copy of the same information in front of him, but compared to the smile of the third prince, his face was solemn: "It's not easy to control." ”

"Oh?" the third prince looked up in surprise and motioned for him to continue.

Yuan Lao didn't say it directly, but pointed to a certain place in the information and asked, "From the beginning of the Golden Jade Mansion to the present, has the Lord found anything strange?"

"What's so strange?" the third prince muttered, flipped back and looked at it carefully, his eyebrows unconsciously twisted: "You mean, his rise rate is a little faster?"

"It's more than that. ”

Yuan Lao's wrinkled face, accompanied by the dilation of his eyebrows, became more and more serious: "Zhang Dejun is dead, the pattern of Jinyu Mansion has been greatly changed, and he has integrated it into an iron plate in a short period of time.

Peng Yuanxing died, and it stands to reason that he offended the local forces, but he instead participated in the sword test conference, and if he used this to make a name for himself, he won the first place.

At that time, not only can he be regarded as riding the big tree of Song Yuntian, but he can also show his strength to all the forces in Donglai County. When the time comes, Yan Yu will go to Donglai County to take up a job. Will the local forces still secretly plan revenge and prepare to kick him out?"

The third prince realized: "As Yuan Lao said, then the head snake of Donglai County will change his strategy and choose to win him over and integrate him into the interest network."

As long as this goal is achieved, Yan Yu will have his own foundation, and gradually spread with a point of breaking surface. When the wings are full, they will have the right to choose, and they will no longer be forced to be attached to me. ”

Thinking of this, the third prince couldn't help but smile: "Yuan Lao's reminder that day is indeed very reasonable. This person is very ambitious, he will not be limited to being a chess piece, he wants to be a chess player, a chess player. ”

Yuan Lao sighed lightly, and his tone fluctuated slightly: "The most important thing is that Yan Yu now has preliminary capital. ”

"Capital?"

The third prince narrowed his eyes and smiled: "What this prince wants is his capital." If you are willing to be mediocre, and Yu will be a pawn in my palm?"

"It seems that the Lord has already prepared?" Yuan Lao looked at him with some surprise.

The young man smiled slightly, his facial features under the sun looked extraordinarily innocent, but the words that came out of his mouth were like sharp thorns, which made people shudder. "Soul Snatcher Bone Poison. ”

Yuan Lao was stunned, his sadness faded, and he chuckled: "In this way, the old man will be relieved." Unless he breaks through the Immeasurable Realm within five years, he will definitely die. ”

"Five years?"

The young man sneered: "The martial artists in the world don't know how many mortals, there is no one in a hundred miles who can reach the Gangsha Realm, and the Gathering God Realm is even more one in a thousand, he can reach the reincarnation realm in such a short time, which has already impressed me, as for the immeasurable realm......

Under the whole world, the martial artists of the Infinite Realm, according to the statistics of the imperial court, are only hundreds, and the fastest ones are lucky to break through in their forties, if he can break this record, even if he is allowed to be a chess player, what does it matter?"

Yuan Lao said: "However, even now, he is enough to attract attention. I'm afraid that after the sword trial conference is over, many people will show him goodwill. ”

The third prince nodded: "So, you have to use some strength to make the eldest brother and second brother of this prince also notice him, and even want to recruit him." ”

Yuan Lao concluded: "In the end, when he thought he had succeeded, you said this poison again, and with persecution, he had to obediently bow his head and do a ...... by your side again Dog. ”

"Yes, yes. The third prince stroked his palms and chuckled, his eyes full of coldness: "Chess player?"

——

Sword trial conference.

The Sword Pavilion was afraid of the court behind Yan Yu, not himself.

Being able to resist the urge to slap him to death and leave Yan Yu to continue to participate in the second round is already the final compromise. As for other special care, don't think about it.

After a period of rest, the second round finally began.

The rules are also very simple, two by two, play a win, and then gradually eliminate the promotion......

Emmm, most of the opponents Yan Yu encountered were bullied by him in the ghost city.

Even though these unlucky people later pinched their noses and accumulated enough crystal nuclei to reach the top 100 again, and some even ranked higher than Yan Delirium's, this did not mean that they could just surpass Yan Delirium.

Then when fifty into twenty-five, a warrior did not spare his hand for a while, and killed the opponent of the competition, so he was disqualified.

It just so happened that there were twenty-four left, and there was no place for byes.

In this round, Yan Yu finally met a strong man.

Well, at least the strong man that most people think is a genius from the Qianling Sect - Liu Jinpeng.

Then, he lived up to the ardent expectations of his father, fellow villagers, sect elders, and melon-eating masses, and was cut to the ground by Yan Yu in three moves, seriously injured and dying.

Well, at this point, a major sect that founded the Sword Trial Conference has been eliminated.

Following.

Yan Yu staggered onto the stage, looking at the indifferent man not far away, his pupils contracted, and he raised his vigilance for the first time.

The Sword Pavilion finally exerted its strength.

The seven sons of the Sword Pavilion died, and the few after Kong Yi were also eliminated, and now there are only the first three left, and this guy in front of him is one of them.

Very strong.

The seven sons of the Sword Pavilion ranked third, Bai Yiwen.

Fortunately, he had obtained [Spirit Pattern Heaven] before, and eighty skill points allowed him to improve [Transcendental, Martial Dao, Nine Heavens Aurora] from [Ascending Peak Creation 2140] to [Ascending Peak Creation 82140].

Judging from the battles in the past few days, [Ascending to the Peak] is equivalent to the reincarnation realm of this world.

He is now at the middle and upper level of the realm alone, but with the blessing of the Blood Soul Ring and various swordsmanship methods, it is enough for him to stand at the top level of the reincarnation realm.

"Bai Yiwen, a rare warrior who uses a sword from his mother. Yan Yu's gaze swept over the two scabbards hanging from the other party's waist without a trace.

The long sword has three feet, and the short sword has two feet and one inch, and the length complements each other.

Click

Yan Yu leaned sideways with the sword, holding down the hilt of the sword, his thumb was slightly forced, accompanied by a clear long groan, Chixiao suddenly came out of the box with thousands of purple electric light.

The dense electric current, flashing with dazzling arcs, instantly enveloped the entire ring, turning into a terrifying thunder cage.

"Kill!"

Without any pause, Yan Yu turned to the thunder, quickly disappeared in front of Bai Yiwen's eyes, and reappeared, the sword blade had already reached Bai Yiwen's heart.

The short sword arced, fluttering out like a poisonous snake, and smashed accurately on the blade of the Chixiao sword, and the moment the two collided, blooming into an eye-catching spark.

The long sword is like a dragon, pulling out a little cold star, and dragging the sword of the short sword with a shake.

In an instant, the short sword soared into the air, drawing an elusive trajectory, smearing towards Yan Yu's throat, and its long sword was inserted into the center, forcibly blocking the momentum of Chixiao's backblock.

"Interesting. Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, stepped out of the sword step, his body was short to avoid the throat-cutting sword, and he raised his hand to twist the hilt of the short sword.

"Don't think about it. ”

The long and short swords of the son and mother complement each other and are indispensable.

Bai Yiwen would not let Yan Yu grasp his shortcomings so easily, and swung away from the red sky, and the long sword was slashed diagonally towards Yan Yu's left arm.

"It's late!"

Yan Yu frowned, his soul power condensed and exploded, and he instantly pierced into Bai Yiwen's soul sea, so he decisively gave up snatching the short sword, and with a slip of step, Chixiao twisted and stabbed straight into the palace.

False move!

Bai Yiwen reacted and concentrated on resisting this invisible attack, while his soul power was knotted, he controlled the short sword to twist and twist, and once again wiped it towards Yan Yu's throat.

Click!

This time, the other party sent it to the door, and Yan Yu naturally would not turn a blind eye.

Seeing that the purple lightning was condensed in the palm of his hand, accompanied by a crackling sound like thunder, he raised his hand decisively and pinched the short sword that cut his throat, allowing it to penetrate the palm with unparalleled sharpness, but he was stuck by the flesh and bones.

Bai Yiwen was stunned because he didn't expect Yan Yu to be so ruthless, and the battle could not start for a moment, so he broke his offensive in this way and gave a strong counterattack.

At the critical moment, he had to take a short sidewalk, retreat a little distance, and draw his sword awe-inspiring when avoiding the vital point, the long sword broke through the air like a wind wheel, trying to stop this fatal sword.

Collapse!

Yan Yu's pupils shrank, as if the pain of piercing the palm had never existed, and he stabbed straight with his strong sword, and with a fierce move, he completely tore apart the wind wheel long sword, broke through the grid, and pierced Bai Yiwen's shoulder blade.

"Get out of here!" Bai Yiwen's face changed slightly, and his heart was ruthless, ignoring this sword-piercing sword, and the long sword flicked towards Yan Yu's wrist holding the sword.

"Are you afraid of you?"

Yan looked at him with disdain, the [Golden Jade Glazed Body] was finally completely transported at this moment, and the illusion he had deliberately given Bai Yiwen before finally worked.