Chapter 358: I'm Arrogant, What Can You Do?

Under the stunned expressions of the three elders, Chu Yan swept over, flew onto the battle platform, and stood opposite Jia Qing.

At this time, when Jia Qing saw that the opponent in this battle turned out to be Chu Yan, his face suddenly changed greatly, and his eyes trembled slightly.

"Jia Qing, meet again..."

Chu Yan chuckled.

Hearing this, Jia Qing looked at Chu Yan's calm expression, and suddenly his face became even more gloomy, and he said violently

"Chu Yan, you....you're too arrogant!"

Chu Yan chuckled, last time in Ruyang County, Jia Qingkeng's own affairs, now it's time to settle down.

"I'm just arrogant, what can you do!?"

Jia Qing's face was purple and red, his green muscles exploded, he stared at Chu Yan, his eyes were red... Raise your hand and point, said

"You....you....!"

He knew very well in his heart that he was not Chu Yan's opponent, and even the geniuses of the top 100 and more than 60 on the Emperor List were defeated by Chu Yan, and he had no hope of winning.

Moreover, he pit Chu Yan last time, if Chu Yan really moved to kill, then....

The battle of the emperor list, but you can't help but kill!

So, Jia Qing glared at Chu Yan, his face was constantly changing, and all kinds of struggles and distortions continued to appear on his face.

Fight to the death!?

If you can't block Chu Yan's sword, you will definitely die on the spot.

At this time, Chu Yan's faint smile fell in Jia Qing's eyes, but it was as hideous and terrifying as a demon, which made his heart cold and cold, and fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

"I... Admit defeat! ”

Finally, Jia Qing's tense body suddenly loosened, his eyes instantly dimmed, and he said softly.

As soon as the words fell, the majestic golden-armored God of War behind Chu Yan suddenly slashed out, slashing at the even taller God of War Spirit Pattern behind Jia Qing.

Immediately, Jia Qing's phantom of the God of War, which was more than ten feet tall, was cut off by nearly one-third, and all of them were absorbed by Chu Yan's God of War.

Chu Yan, who had won many games in a row, originally had a height of nearly five zhang in the spirit pattern of the god of war, but at this time, after absorbing a large amount of Jia Qing's spirit pattern, it instantly doubled, soaring to about eight zhang, and became even taller and more powerful.

In the stands ....

The scene of the top 100 geniuses on the emperor's list, Jia Qing met Chu Yan, and directly admitted defeat, which shocked countless people.

"What!? Is Jia Qing stupid!? ”

"That's not right, with Jia Qing's record of winning streaks, it's impossible not to even fight, just admit defeat!?"

"I see, isn't there anything greasy, I guess..."

“……”

The voices of various discussions in the stands were chaotic, and only Xiao Yun'er was full of chuckles, knowing the reason,

After all, only a few people knew about the strong strength that Chu Yan showed at the "Panlong Pavilion Banquet", so it was not surprising that these doubts and doubts were heard.

Jia Qing walked off the battle stage, and when he heard all kinds of discussions in the stands, his face became more and more purple.

"Humph! A bunch of! When you are in Chu Yan's hands, you will know how wise my choice is! ”

Thinking of this, Jia Qing's face changed and quickly disappeared into the crowd in the stands.

On the stands of the South District....

Chu Yan walked along, winning the three elders and a group of Ling Tianzong disciples, with a stunned expression, and returned to the Ling Tianzong camp.

As soon as he was about to start cultivating, he heard Elder Mu ask in a trembling voice

"Chu... Chu Yan, how did that Jia Qing admit defeat? ”

In this battle, Ling Tianzong, from the elder to the disciple, raised his heart to the noisy eyes, and looked at the battle that was about to start with a nervous expression.

As a result, Chu Yanfeng came to the stage calmly, just smiled, and said two words, and the opponent directly admitted defeat!

What's this called!?

You know, the other party is the 97th genius master of the top 100 on the last emperor's list, and he actually... When he saw Chu Yan, he directly admitted defeat!

This... It's so weird!

"This... I don't quite know what he's thinking! ”

Chu Yan thought about it, replied casually, and then sat cross-legged directly and began to cultivate...

If it was normal times, Chu Yan wouldn't mind telling the three elders about the last time he participated in the "Panlong Pavilion Banquet", but now, Chu Yan's "Rakshasa Wuji Determination" cultivation has reached a critical time, so every minute and every breath is very important to Chu Yan.

Southern Battle...

Seven rounds of fighting have passed, and some warriors have begun to be eliminated one after another.

When their God of War Spirit Pattern is only half of its height, it will disintegrate, and the qualification token will dim.

This means that they are eliminated from the tournament and will not be scheduled to fight again.

In the southern battle platform, at this time, the remaining warriors, nearly half of them, a hundred warriors, and only fifty of them are still waiting to continue the competition.

Chu Yan didn't know how the qualification token was used to rank the warriors, but obviously, the Southern Battle Stage, so far, there has not been a situation where the strong and strong have met, and the way of fighting in the ranking is very reasonable, basically the weakest fifty people are eliminated,

However, there are a total of five battle platforms, and the progress is naturally different when they fight at the same time.

In the Eastern Battlefield, the first battle between the two finally appeared.

Everyone looked at the East Battle Platform, the Blue Mountain Gong Han Wuya and the woman in white....

"I didn't expect that the person with the first talent this year will be defeated by me!"

Han Wuya's face was cold, and he was carrying a blue long sword, and around the sword body, the cold air that bubbled out of the sword body constantly froze the circulating air into snowflakes, and the flying field was scattered.

The son of the Blue Mountain, the cold is endless! The existence of the fourth place in the top 100 of the last Emperor List is considered to be one of the few people who have hit the supreme position of the Emperor List in this year's Emperor List and may defeat Zhan Wuji.

Under the strong strength, it is naturally extremely confident!

"Let's make a move!"

The woman in white, with a pleasant voice, without a trace of emotion, and a white veil covering her face, giving people a fluttering fairy feeling.

Hearing this, Han Wuya's eyes flashed lightly, and immediately, the blue true qi on his body surged and stirred, his true qi was rich and terrifying, at first glance, he thought it was like a condensed sea water, surging and rolling.

Boom!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the light blue sword qi was dozens of zhang long, and it was slashed down with a sword, as if even the sky was about to be smashed!

Lan Wuya had seen the first few battles of the woman in white, and even the top dozens of geniuses on the Emperor List were all defeated in one move under her, so Lan Wuya regarded her as an opponent who could fight, and when he took out his sword, he did it with all his might, without sparing the slightest hand.

"The tower turns to glass, yellow, now!"

The woman in white, seeing a shocking sword coming, turned her slender hand, and with a wave of her hand, a golden light appeared in the sky, like a scorching sun, ten thousand golden lights flashed, and at the same time, these golden lights quickly condensed in front of her.

Touch!

The sword light fell straight down, slashing fiercely on those golden shields of light, and in an instant, the sword light dissipated, and the shields of light shattered...

"You're good! This sword has my thirty percent strength! Your talent and strength are good! ”

Han Wuya said flatly

"Come down, I'm going to get serious, I hope you can catch it!"

"Let's make a move!" The woman in white had a light voice without a trace of emotion.

Hearing this, Han Wuya nodded, the true qi on his body soared again, and a fierce sword qi rose into the sky, and snowflakes appeared all over the sky, and among them, a scene like heavy snow in winter appeared on the battle platform.

It's just that among the snowflakes, sword lights flashed inadvertently, like silver meteors crossing the sky, and the cold sword qi brought up stirred up in all directions.

"This... This is a sword momentum! ”

"It's so strong... Snow sword intent? ”

"That's right, the snow sword intent of the Xiaocheng realm! Very strong! ”

“….”