Under the watchful eye, Wang Yan walked out slowly, buzzing, and the noisy and noisy atmosphere not only failed to infect him, but made him calmer.

The heart is like stagnant water, calm and waveless, like a slowly and quietly flowing ocean, without a trace of ripples.

Suddenly, Wang Yan's footsteps faltered slightly, and in his soul perception, several extremely powerful and terrifying divine souls swept over.

Although these divine thoughts were as fast as thunder and fleeting, Wang Yan still sensed some familiarity from them.

One of the divine thoughts is vast and majestic, and it is the most powerful, and it is Bai Yiyuan.

"Want to do it?"

The corners of Wang Yan's mouth raised slightly, he snorted coldly, his feet suddenly exerted force, and his figure was illusory and ethereal in an instant.

Like a dragon piercing the clouds, running away from the dust, there is no trace.

When countless people saw this, they were suddenly amazed and amazed.

Because Wang Yan's feet didn't have any star power blooming, it seemed that he completely relied on the power of his body to perform mysterious footwork.

In fact, it's not, it's just that Wang Yan has applied the 'swimming footwork' to a certain extent.

If you use it to the extreme, without the coercion of star power, you can melt into the void and teleport for a short time, which is extremely mysterious.

This is also Wang Yan's continuous breakthrough with his own cultivation realm, only to discover the wonderful use of 'swimming footwork'.

After a few steps, Wang Yan was in a small world space, waiting for the opponent to appear.

One second and two seconds.

Three or four seconds passed, but no one walked out.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the scene, and many people turned their heads and ears.

Some people say that this opponent was frightened by Wang Yan's name of 'killing star', and he had no fighting spirit and did not dare to show up to fight.

Some people even said that Wang Yan's strength was too perverted, causing opponents to be reluctant to play.

After all, once he was crushed by Wang Yan in an instant, not to mention defeat, his face was gone.

And those who can come to participate in the Tianjiao Conference are either handsome or people with heads and faces, who is willing to lose face on such an occasion.

"The No. 26 signer, if he does not play again, will be deemed to have abstained and admitted defeat!"

At this moment, Bai Yiyuan snorted coldly, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

In an instant, a figure staggered across the void and flew into the small world space.

"That...... Wang Daoyou, knowing that he is not the opponent of Daoyou, is willing to admit defeat. ”

Admit defeat?

Wang Yan was stunned for a while, the fluctuations emanating from this person are not weak, it should be a high-level quenching star, why not admit defeat in a fight?

Is his prestige so good? Or is there something else to hide?

Wang Yan was thinking wildly, and this person flew straight out of the small world space, attracting countless insults and disdainful glances.

Suddenly, a radiant light descended from the sky, enveloping Wang Yan, and then suddenly condensed into a white jade token, on which was written 'Twenty-six'

"The twenty-seventh signer, the entry competition ......"

After Wang Yan's oolong farce, countless people's emotions that were finally high were depressed again.

The atmosphere is no longer hot, and the noise is gone.

It wasn't until the end of the finals that the sluggish atmosphere finally improved.

"There are countless participants in the Tianjiao Conference, and the fact that you fifty of you can stand out from them is enough to prove that you are extraordinary. ”

"Next is the final battle of the Tianjiao Conference, the battle for the ranking of Tianjiao. ”

"A stick of incense for a limited time, and the rankings are divided by the number of opponents eliminated. ”

Watching the white clouds in the sky escape under this thunderous cheer, Wang Yan shrugged his shoulders, completely indifferent to the Tianjiao Conference.

The so-called Tianjiao Conference is, to put it bluntly, to go through layers of elimination, screen out the best and strongest people, and conduct a duel.

There are no eye-catching rules and regulations, and there is nothing attractive about them.

If it weren't for the hard task he had given at the moment, Wang Yan would have wanted to turn around and leave at this time.

An hour later, the battle for the rankings officially began. ”

"Once again, I would like to remind you that you can do your best, advance bravely, and strive for a good ranking. ”

"Because of the first place in this Tianjiao Conference, you can enter the Forbidden Palace, meet the Emperor Jinling, and make a request to the Emperor. ”

Suddenly, the scene exploded, and countless people exclaimed, unabashedly cast jealous and envious glances at Wang Yan and other fifty people.

For the Dongzhou Continent, the Emperor of Jinling is like the scorching sun that shines on the five continents and the bright moon hanging above the nine heavens.

He is the most powerful man in the entire Eastern Continent, standing at the top of the pyramid, out of reach.

Countless people have never been able to see the dignity of the Jinling Emperor in their lifetimes, let alone make demands on him.

Only Wang Yan was unaffected, and secretly wondered, looking at the reactions of the others, he knew that they didn't know the reward for the first place in the Tianjiao Conference in advance.

You must know that the rewards of the Tianjiao Conference are different every time, but how did Wang Yuesheng know all this?

An hour passed quietly, and as Bai Yiyuan's voice sounded, everyone shot out at the same time, and the speed was as fast as a shock.

Wang Yan hesitated slightly, stepped on the ground with one foot, and the whole person shot out like an arrow from the string, instantly pulling everyone away and ranking first.

But at this moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, sharp and piercing, and disappeared in an instant.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Wang Yan hooked his lips and smiled at this moment, his eyes were as cold as ice, because the culprit who caused the sound of breaking wind was an inconspicuous wisp of star power, which was shooting at him at an extremely tricky angle at this moment!

Although the speed was amazing, it was almost the moment Wang Yan realized it, and he had already come behind him.

Everyone present is not an ordinary person, so they can naturally see it, let alone Bai Yiyuan, who is the host.

But surprisingly, no one spoke out or stopped them, and seemed to acquiesce to all this.

In a flash of thought, Wang Yan's right hand suddenly grabbed this incomparable star power!

Suddenly, the star power collided with the flesh palm, and the spatial ripples rippled, but they tended to calm down before they could completely spread.

There is no other reason, just because this star power disappeared after touching Wang Yan's palm!

It was as if it had been quietly absorbed, and not even a trace of aftermath rippled out!

"Thank you. ”

The corners of Wang Yan's mouth raised, and under the sleeve of his right arm, the dark cyan burial god pattern slowly calmed down and no longer squirmed.

The pure star power attack is undoubtedly a great supplement for Wang Yan, as long as it does not exceed the maximum limit of the absorption of the Burial Heaven God Pattern, no matter how much, swallow it all and use it for his own use.

In the next moment, Wang Yan flew into the small world space, and the remaining forty-nine people swarmed in front and behind.

"Everyone, you don't have to spare your hands, bombard this person with all your might!"

With a slightly abrupt cold shout, the air here suddenly condensed, like pouring lead, weighing more than 10,000 catties.

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils constricted slightly.

In his sight, forty-nine terrifying attacks burst out from all directions, enveloping the power of destroying the heavens and the earth!

(End of chapter)