Seeing that those starlight war horses were about to rush in, Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth and kept swinging his long sword to smash those starlight war horses.

A starlight warhorse is nothing at all, but it is very terrifying when hundreds of starlight warhorses impact together.

Zhou Yuan tried his best to actually smash all the starlight war horses.

However, what caught his eye was actually a thumbs up, which was directly suppressed on his head.

"You can't beat me!"

Zhou Yuan shouted angrily, the long sword slashed again, and a fire cloud sword with a dragon roar blasted towards Zhang Mofan.

This Zhang Mofan is simply arrogant, and he actually doesn't attack him with a weapon, but a thumbs-up.

However, what he didn't expect was that Zhang Mofan's thumb suddenly swept out a pitch-black vortex, tearing his sword straight away.

In the end, Zhang Mofan's thumb also hit his chest directly, directly knocking him out.

"Zhou Yuan, you lost!"

Zhang Mofan said lightly.

Zhou Yuan spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, glared at Zhang Mofan angrily, and said, "I didn't lose!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and the Fire Cloud Sword in his hand continued to stir, turning into a stream of Fire Cloud Sword Qi.

At this moment, his momentum also rolled up, forming a whirring wind.

Zhou Yuan's clothes were blown over, and his black hair actually turned into the color of fire clouds, constantly dancing.

In his eyes, there was no longer the slightest fear, and he looked down at Zhang Mofan gloomily.

At this moment, it was like the Fire Cloud Demon Lord descending.

"Now answer me, who lost?"

Zhou Yun asked in a low voice.

Its voice, like a demonic sound, reverberates through the heavens and the earth.

Built to last!

When many disciples saw this scene, they were all secretly shocked, this terrifying momentum had completely surpassed the level of the sixth-layer imperial qi.

There is no suspense about who will be the real winner.

It's Zhou Yuan.

That's what he's really capable of.

"This Zhou Yuan is worthy of being a genius in Zhongzhou, Zhongzhou is the strongest prefecture among the hundred states, can the genius it cultivates be weak?"

"The warriors of the 100,000 Great Mountains have all been selected layer by layer before they entered the Zongheng Gate, to be honest, except for those top geniuses, we, the martial artists of the Eastern Zhou Holy Land, are not as good as them. ”

Many miscellaneous disciples shook their heads.

However, Zhang Mofan didn't think so, his eyes shone brightly, one side was golden and the other was purple.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mofan levitated, holding a shield in one hand and a long sword in the other.

With a casual swing of the sword, the entire ground cracked.

Zhou Yuan's dark eyes were extremely shocked: "You-"

He remembered this move, this was the trick that Zhang Mofan used to defeat his younger brother at the beginning, and now, he used this trick again, and his momentum was even more terrifying.

He knows that this is Zhang Mofan's real hole card, because if he doesn't show it, it will be very expensive.

At this time, Zhang Mofan is like a god overlooking the heavens and the earth.

"Zhou Yuan, are you worthy of fighting with me?"

Zhang Mofan's voice, as if like a god, shook the dark clouds, and actually began to collapse.

"Are you still going to fight?"

Zhang Mofan held the Eastern Emperor Sword high, and the golden light flashed, illuminating the entire space.

"I am the first day genius in Zhongzhou, the first day genius of the 100,000 mountains, among the 100,000 mountains, no one can defeat me, and neither can you. ”

Zhou Yuan roared.

Obviously, he still refuses to admit defeat, and the pride in his heart makes him unable to give in.

Zhou Yi has always let his brother go, just because Zhou Yuan is too proud, and his cultivation has been smooth all the way, and he has never suffered any setbacks.

It is precisely because of this that the pride of his own savings is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Even if he was allowed to die, he would not give in.

"I am the most talented martial artist in the 100,000 Great Mountains. ”

Zhang Mofan swung his long sword, and the golden sword shot out directly.

The assessment of the Void Battlefield is not a real strength test, he defeated Zhou Yi, and now, he has defeated Zhou Yuan.

The first day of the 100,000 mountains is no longer in suspense.

The golden sword swept through, this move, even if Zhou Yuan could resist it, the end would not be much better.

However!

Right now.

A long robe suddenly spanned between the two of them, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the golden sword was directly shattered.

The one who came was Elder Qingfeng!

"You have won this battle, and there is no need to continue fighting. ”

Elder Qingfeng smashed Zhang Mofan's sword and said indifferently.

Zhang Mofan retracted his fighting spirit, re-transformed into a four-layer imperial qi martial artist, and arched his hand: "Elder Qingfeng, I hope you can discipline the disciples around you well, this Ling Mitian is a resource of the Zongheng Gate after all, although it is nothing if it is destroyed, however, I don't want to make too much trouble." ”

From the beginning, it was Zhou Yuan who took the initiative to provoke him, and he made a move.

Now, if he defeats Zhou Yuan, the other party will probably be a little more restrained.

"Zhang Mofan, your talent is very strong, I'm afraid it is comparable to those genius disciples of the Eastern Zhou Holy Land, but there is one thing you are missing. ”

Elder Qingfeng said.

"Am I wrong?"

Zhang Mofan was slightly stunned and said, "Where did I go wrong?"

"You are wrong for not worshipping me as a teacher. ”

Elder Qingfeng said, "Do you know how many genius disciples I have taught? The disciples at the top of the vertical and horizontal list, there are fifty percent of the disciples, all of whom I have taught, as long as I am given enough time, it is not impossible for Zhou Yuan to catch up with you." ”

He has his own method for teaching his disciples, as for Bai Qiu, will she?

Many of the miscellaneous disciples around Bai Qiu failed to become introductory disciples, and as for the miscellaneous disciples he taught, ninety percent of them were able to become introductory disciples.

He values Zhang Mofan very much, in his opinion, Zhang Mofan has extraordinary potential, at least greater than the Zhou brothers.

However, Zhang Mofan did not worship his mountain.

"Then I'm looking forward to his growth, but the martial artist that I, Zhang Mofan, defeated, is destined to always crawl under me, and there is no way to catch up with me. ”

Zhang Mofan said that, he left directly, and more than a dozen miscellaneous disciples of Autumn Leaf Peak left with him.

Wang Miaomiao walked behind Zhang Mofan, frowned, and said: "Zhang Mofan, Elder Qingfeng is a very old elder of the Zongheng Sect, he himself has average talent, but he is very good at teaching disciples, perhaps, he really wants to seriously cultivate Zhou Yuan, and Zhou Yuan's growth is absolutely terrifying." ”

"Oh, that's really that powerful?"

Zhang Mofan couldn't help asking.

"Hmm!"

Wang Miaomiao nodded and said, "Every year when the introductory disciples are assessed, all the cultivation peaks, and the number of successful Qingfeng is the largest. ”

"And what about our Akiba Peak?"

Zhang Mofan asked.

Wang Miaomiao's face was slightly embarrassed, and she said, "It's been almost three years since I came to Qiuye Peak, and during this period, only one disciple became a beginner disciple, and the other miscellaneous disciples either failed or were expelled from the Zongheng Gate. ”

(End of chapter)