Chu Yan and Su Xing ran wildly all the way, and soon, they rushed to a green mountain peak not far from Mobei City.

Chu Yan followed Su Xing, just arrived at the foot of this mountain, and when he looked up, he was immediately stunned....

I saw that at the foot of the mountain peak, on the large meadow, countless figures were fighting frantically....

The one wearing the white robe is Ling Tianzong, and the red-robed side is the Fire Xuanzong....

As far as the eye can see, all kinds of sword lights, sword shadows, fists, and palm prints bring up pieces of various true qi frenzy, flying through the air, almost covering the entire sky....

The powerful force collided and exploded, exploding waves of qi in the air, and even the Qianzhang mountain peaks not far away trembled and shook from time to time....

There are no less than a thousand disciples on each side, joining this melee!

However, although it was the first time for Chu Yan to see such a large-scale group battle of martial artists, he quickly calmed down from his state of shock.

On the battlefield at this time, Ling Tianzong on the white-robed side was obviously at a disadvantage, while the Fire Xuanzong on the red-robed side was completely at an advantage in the battle situation.

Especially some powerful red-robed disciples, rushing left and right, the disciples of Ling Tianzong who were bumped into by them basically did not have a single enemy, let out a miserable scream, and were bombarded all over the sky....

Fortunately, the two sects were extremely restrained and did not make a dead hand, so basically those who were beaten down were all injured, and no disciples were damaged.

The closest position to Chu Yan was a red-robed martial artist attacking a white-robed Ling Tianzong disciple.

Huoxuan Zongzi, who was wearing red leather armor, suddenly flashed out, clapping his palms continuously.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The palm shadow was like the wind, and under the flying, it was continuously slapped on the chest of the Ling Tianzong disciple who was sluggish.

Burst!

Opening his mouth and spewing out a large mouthful of blood mist, Ling Tianzong's disciple was slapped upside down and flew out, falling to the ground, vomiting blood again and again.

"Haha, I'll just say, Ling Tianzong is all waste, and he can't even take a single trick from me!"

The young man in red armor, seeing this, couldn't help laughing, his face was full of sadistic laughter.

"Song.... Song Kun, when my inner disciple of Ling Tianzong arrives, he will avenge me......"

The disciple of Ling Tianzong, who was injured by the slap, struggled to get up from the ground, glared at Song Kun of the Fire Xuanzong, and said fiercely.

"Huh!? Dare to stare at me and look for death! ”

The inner disciple of the Huoxuan Sect named Song Kun, seeing that the disciple of Ling Tianzong who was beaten by himself, was still not convinced, and he was immediately furious, and he shouted violently, and said

"Ling Tianzong's garbage, don't think I don't dare to kill you! Give me ..... death."

Rumble!

With a roar, Song Kun suddenly slapped out his palm, and the sharp palm wind condensed into a fiery red palm print, with a violent true qi, and it slammed straight towards the stunned Ling Tianzong disciples.....

"You...."

Seeing this slap, Ling Tianzong's disciple was already injured and powerless to resist at all, his face was suddenly full of despair, his face was pale, and his face was full of despair....

"Is it ..... that you just died?"

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death to come, suddenly, a loud bang exploded in front of him....

"Huh?!"

suddenly opened his eyes and looked, but it was only Song Kun's palm just now, which was shattered by a fist mark, turned into a wave of residual energy, and scattered in all directions....

In the tumbling waves, a black-robed figure strode over and stood directly in front of him, looking straight at Song Kun who was frowning with a pair of cold eyes.....

The sudden change suddenly attracted the attention of the two sect disciples who were fighting around them, and they all turned their heads to see....

"Who is this man? Ling Tianzong's? ”

"Isn't Ling Tianzong a white robe? How is he in a black robe? ”

"You don't understand this, Ling Tianzong doesn't stipulate that you must wear a sect robe, especially the outer gate ....."

"However, the inner disciple of Ling Tianzong is not here, isn't an outer disciple sent to death?"

“……”

When everyone saw Chu Yan with a cold face, they discussed incomprehensibly.

Several disciples of the Fire Xuanzong looked at Chu Yan, but they were laughing again and again, with expressions full of good play.

"It's... It's Senior Brother Chu Yan! ”

A few Ling Tian Sect disciples recognized Chu Yan, and their faces immediately lit up, and they shouted excitedly.

Although there were not many people participating in Ling Tianzong's outer sect trial, on the day the results were announced, tens of thousands of outer sect disciples were all there, so Chu Yan, who won the first place in the outer sect trial, naturally knew a lot of people.

At this time, seeing Chu Yan appear, all the disciples of Ling Tianzong became excited.

Seeing the reaction of the Ling Tianzong disciples, Song Kun frowned, glared at the black-robed young man in front of him, and looked up and down.

"Are you from Ling Tianzong? What is the cultivation? ”

Chu Yan smiled indifferently and said softly

"Qi Refining Realm Eight Heavens!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of laughter sounded, especially Song Kun, who almost fell to the ground laughing while holding his stomach.

"A waste of the Eight Heavens of the Qi Refining Realm, I thought it was a disciple of your Ling Tianzong Longmen, hahaha, tell you, I am a Heavy Heaven of the Innate Realm, I don't want to die, immediately kneel down, kowtow two hundred times, Lao Tzu considered letting you go"

Song Kun looked at Chu Yan with a sneering expression, and suddenly released the momentum of the Innate Realm on his body, crushing towards Chu Yan.

"Without further ado, who... Let's shoot! ”

Chu Yan stretched out his hand and pointed at Song Kun, and the tone of his expression pointed to a roadside wild dog.

"Boy, look for death!"

Song Kun roared violently, and his true qi surged to his right palm, roaring like thunder towards Chu Yan.

This move was unexpected, making everyone stunned at the same time, and their faces were shocked.

The next moment, a huge fist shadow flashed through the air and met it furiously.

Rumble!

Immediately afterwards, Song Kun's body was hit by the shadow of the fist, like a disemboweled cannonball, flying straight upside down, almost across the entire battlefield, and knocking away more than a dozen disciples of the two sects who were fighting.

Burst!

After landing on the ground, Song Kun spurted out a large mouthful of dirty blood, his whole body convulsed twice, and he passed out directly.

What's the situation!?

On the battlefield, because of this mutation, more and more disciples of the two sects stopped fighting and gathered here, and when they saw the situation clearly, more than a thousand disciples of the two sects all felt a buzz in their heads, and they were suddenly blinded.

Song Kun!?

Song Kun, the inner disciple of the Fire Xuanzong, was bombarded and flew tens of thousands of steps away!?

One punch... Defeat the Innate Realm powerhouse!?

Qi Refining Realm Eight Heavens, defeat the Innate Realm One Heavy Heaven powerhouse with one punch!?

Among the disciples of the Fire Xuanzong who stopped fighting, another inner disciple stood up, glanced at Song Kun, who was vomiting blood in the distance, and immediately scolded....

"Humph! Rubbish! Shame on me for the face of Huo Xuanzong. ”

Immediately, this person turned his head to look at Chu Yan and said

"Boy, you're good, I'll meet you... My name is Zhao Yang, and I am a peak cultivator in the Innate Realm. ”

After speaking, he slowly pulled out a meteor hammer from behind him, waved it twice, and looked at Chu Yan.

After a long time, seeing that Chu Yan still had an indifferent expression, and had no intention of drawing his sword at all, he couldn't help frowning.

"Boy, you don't draw your sword?"

Chu Yan raised his eyebrows, his face was full of casualness, and said, "Is this necessary?" ”

"Okay, boy, you're crazy enough to let you die at my hands today... Pick up! ”

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