Bian Qing is the general of the Moon God Army, famous all over the world in the battle of Broken Soul Ridge; Bian Qing is a civilian hero, entering the Falling Moon Imperial City, and the people are empty; Bian Qing is a blessing from heaven, and the trial secret realm can create a record of more than a month; Bian Qing is a legendary disciple, and was accepted as a personal disciple by the first person in the Falling Moon Yuan Martial Emperor Realm; Bian Qing's wealth is all over the sky, and he can take out millions of high-grade yuan stones with a wave of his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bian Qing is a waste of firewood blood, and even the Tianyuan Dao Sect has determined that he cannot advance to the Yuanwu King Realm; Bian Qing is a convicted minister, who was condemned by the decree of the Lord of the Falling Moon Country, and deprived of his general Yulu; Bian Qing is a disciple of the Supernumerary Academy, and he is not a formal disciple of the academy at all.

But in today's battle in the ring, Bian Qing not only shocked the disciples who were watching in the ring, but even many courtyard masters and elders also looked at him, this Bian Qing is also too powerful, Ye Yongyuan is an elite disciple ranked one hundred and nine in the elite list, his strength far exceeds the half-step Yuanwu King Realm of the same level, and it is similar to the initial strength of the Yuanwu King Realm of ordinary forces, and under Bian Qing's hands, it seems to have fallen into the downwind. Not only that, this Bian Qing looks calm and unhurried, as if he still has unused strength, how strong is his real strength?

"Bian Qing, it turns out that your name is Bian Qing?! and told me that you are Ji Ying, and it is so bitter to be concealed by you!"

In the phalanx of the psychic branch, the Hong brothers looked bitter, thinking of Bian Qing and their various tasks in the robber wilderness, they couldn't help but feel sad, Hong Tong was defeated by Qiu Jing, and stopped in the elite battle early, Hong Ping was not even qualified to participate in the war, and he still regarded others as a drag at the beginning, which was really blind.

"Bian Qing, this is the trump card in Yang Xuangu's hand, right?!"

Yin Hong, the master of the Psychic Academy, smiled gloomily and muttered to himself. Of course, he would not reveal his true thoughts to the elders and disciples beside him.

"Bian Qing, it turns out that he has such an extraordinary talent, no wonder Excellence wants me to recruit him into the Fengxiang Branch, alas!"

Zhuo Wu, the master of Fengxiang Academy, sighed, and finally understood the real reason why the family Tianjiao deliberately passed on the message to him, this young man who seemed to be a waste of firewood bloodline must be hiding some earth-shattering secret, this is the real reason why even the powerhouses of the Yuanwu Emperor Realm would look away.

"Senior brother really has a vision, he actually saw the extraordinaryness of this kid early on, and included him in the door, and the Tianyu Sect can be regarded as a successor!"

The emperor is happy with mixed feelings in his heart, and he doesn't know whether it is sadness or joy.

"Hmph, this kid also has a hand with me, no wonder he dares to promise me that he wants to step into the ranks of Tianjiao's disciples, Fang Xuan, this old ghost, really has some ways, no wonder Elder Taishang admires him so much!"

Yang Xuangu changed from worry to surprise, sitting in the center of the phalanx of the supernumerary courtyard, she had a stronger and stronger premonition that the promise she had received in the main hall of the courtyard was really possible.

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"Bian Qing, although you are good, but in front of my elite disciples, you are nothing?!"

Ye Yongyuan's apricot eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted extremely angrily, under Bian Qing's ever-changing boxing techniques, he had no power to fight back at all, except for relying on the protection of Yunxia Jia, his silver bell and silver needle could not penetrate Bian Qing's range of several zhang at all.

With Ye Yongyuan's angry and depraved scream, his momentum suddenly changed, and the ten silver needles and the string of silver bells were actually connected with his Yunxia armor, turning into a demonic body.

This body is about dozens of zhang high, and the left arm has turned into a shocking mouth, but the teeth in the mouth are bells the size of a skull, making a piercing bell, the sound is sharp and terrifying, and around the ring of hundreds of zhang square, the thousands of Yuanwu Monarch Realm disciples in the front row can't resist the intrusion of the bell, and they fall to the ground one by one, and even fall into a coma.

Not only was the ringing soul-grabbing, but the right arm also turned into a giant claw dozens of feet long, the cold light at the tip was shining, and the cold air was cold, and he went straight to the place where Bian Qing was standing and grabbed it.

"This trick is still a bit like that! Since you have cultivated such an evil sect demon skill, I can't keep you today!"

Bian Qing was not afraid, his tall body jumped up in the air, as if he was hanging in the air, standing in front of the giant monster, let out a cold roar, in the opposite body, Bian Qing keenly sensed a trace of evil aura, it seems that this kind of supernatural power, from the corpse mountain and sea of blood, there are countless curses of unjust souls. Such an evil method shows that this Ye Yongyuan is not a good type, Bian Qing has no scruples in his heart, and the most powerful fist method is also struck out with all his might.

Dabi Square was originally clear in the sky, and suddenly in the sky above the twenty-two rings, a cloud of several miles in a radius suddenly appeared, the dark clouds continued to condense, and it turned into a pitch-black mass of dozens of zhang, in this black cloud, suddenly electric flashing, faint thunder continued to sound.

In the midst of the thunder, the monster that Ye Yongyuan had transformed into trembled slightly, as if he was a little afraid of the thunder. Strange Shadow Center, Ye Yongyuan was calm, he didn't believe in the other party's one-style boxing method, he was able to break through his six-grade armor, relying on this armor, he went from the most unpopular ordinary disciple to the elite disciples, and finally was rated as the one hundred and ninth in the overall list, this little-known wild boy, with a savage move, just want to defeat himself, it's just wishful thinking.

"Thunder Punch!"

A low roar came from the thunder, tearing the piercing bell to pieces, and a bolt of lightning pierced the heavens and the earth, and stabbed straight at the strange shadow.

"Not good!"

Ye Lie, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, suddenly exclaimed, his body turned into a streamer, and he rushed straight in the direction of the twenty-two rings.

"Hall Master Ye, do you want to eat your own preface and interfere with the rules of Dabi!"

Yang Xuangu screamed softly, and with a light wave of her jade hand, a cloud of colorful brilliance flew out, just blocking Ye Lie's way.

"Stinky mother-in-law Senior Sister Yang, please raise your noble hand!"

Ye Lie was forced to reveal his true body in mid-air, and originally wanted to curse, but he couldn't help himself and asked Yang Xuangu for favors!

At the same time that the two were entangled, in the direction of the twenty-two rings, there was a loud bang, Ye Yongyuan's gorgeous body, like a ball of stinky meat, was knocked out of the ring thousands of feet away, and fell out of the ring directly, plopping on the hard bluestone ground, smashing out a pit several feet deep, Ye Yongyuan's face was scorched, his body was soft, and there was no trace of breath at all, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Bian Qing, a disciple of the Supernumerary Academy, wins!"

In the ring, even the referee was a little dumbfounded, how could such a powerful move come from the hands of a disciple of the half-step Yuan Martial King Realm, no wonder this Ye Yongyuan would be defeated so miserably.

"Disciple Shuiyun listen, this person has cultivated evil demon arts, if it weren't for that demon armor body protection, I would definitely take his life, this time, the courtyard is more than I can't kill it all, if he cultivates demon skills and is found by me to hurt the innocent, I will definitely kill him with my own hands, I swear here, there is no lie!"

Bian Qing stood tall and announced loudly. In addition to Bian Qing, how could the elders and courtyard masters present not see the evil of that strange armor, as a martial artist pursuing the strongest martial arts technique, it is not uncommon to choose astray demon arts, this Ye Yongyuan is different, his demon art seems to have changed his personality, and even his behavior has become neither male nor female, which is indeed a little weird.

After being recognized by Bian Qing, he defeated it in one fell swoop, which can be regarded as breaking the first demonic power in Ye Yongyuan's body, as for the future development, no one dares to guarantee it.

There is another important reason why Bian Qing kept his hand at the last moment, that is, this Ye Yongyuan was born in the Shuiyun Branch, Feng Wushuang was in the Shuiyun Branch, and was accepted as a disciple by his courtyard master, Bian Qing certainly didn't want to offend this courtyard master who had never met too much.

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Bian Qing's victory made the onlookers around the twenty-two rings fall silent for a long time, the one-style fist technique like the birth of the thunder god just now has exceeded the level that the Yuanwu Monarch Realm can control, and has obviously reached the Yuanwu King Realm, why does Bian Qing give people the feeling that he is still a half-step Yuanwu King Realm? Could it be that he has hidden his cultivation.

The disciples of the Supernumerary Court are different, in the phalanx, there is an earth-shattering cheer, there is someone in the Supernumerary Court who can defeat the disciple who is ranked one hundred and nineth, doesn't this mean that in this year's big competition, the Supernumerary Court is very likely to produce an elite disciple ranked within the top 100?!

Bian Qing's punch has also been seen by the disciples of the Supernumerary Academy, but whether it is power or momentum, this blow in the ring today is obviously several points stronger than before, marking Bian Qing's true strength and the potential to take a big step forward.

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The astonishing movement in the direction of the twenty-two rings finally attracted the attention of the top 100 disciples, Ye Yongyuan's strength, most of these people had heard of it, and even fought with it.

This Bian Qing, who was born out of nowhere, has never really paid attention to it except for some famous people, in their opinion, a waste wood bloodline, and a disciple of the Supernumerary Academy, it is impossible for him to pose a threat to himself.

The earth-shattering blow of the thunder killing fist completely despised and disdained it, and smashed it in one fell swoop, and the top 100 disciples present, including Ye Junjie, finally understood the fact that the way of martial arts, there is a sky outside the sky, there are people on people, there is never an eternal strength, and there is no unshakable ranking.

If you can't move forward bravely as a martial artist, you will eventually be overtaken by the latecomers, and then you will be left far behind, which is the eternal truth of the martial arts road.

More than half of the top 100 disciples knew that they did not have the ability to resist Bian Qing's thunderous punch, so in order to keep their ranking, they could only secretly pray not to meet this supernumerary disciple named Bian Qing in the next round of lottery matches.

"Bian Qing, you are really ghostly, this seat has long forgotten you, why do you want to keep up, it seems that if I don't completely eliminate you this time, you may really become my enemy!"

Ye Junjie muttered to himself, the scene in front of the pioneer camp kept flashing in his mind, Bian Qing held a sharp sword in his hand, and desperately stabbed his amazing sword, which is still a nightmare in his heart.

"Sword! This kid is a swordsman, why do you only fight the enemy with fists!"

When Ye Junjie thought of this, he suddenly felt fear, cold sweat was pouring from his back, and his eyes were extremely complicated, and he didn't know whether it was hatred or fear. (To be continued.) )