Chapter 459: Nine Great Disciples
In the dark world, Ye Zun was also watching all this, but he knew that all this was an illusion, an illusion, although people who had fallen into Mu Chen's changing swordsmanship knew it, but they still couldn't help but believe it, to feel terrifying, and to feel that their bodies were shattered with everything in the world. γReading.comγ
"Collapse the sword technique, respond to all changes with the same, collapse!" When the darkness in the illusion came, on the battle platform, Mu Chen's sword changed to an extreme, the sword light was dazzling, the brilliance was as dazzling as the scorching sun, as vast as the stars, and a breath of extinction was released, locking Ye Zun, and the killing befell Ye Zun's body, tearing his body apart.
"Wrong, your swordsmanship is indeed varied, the illusion is real, this move can affect people's minds, make them believe in everything they see, feel the destruction in person, let them put down resistance, in fact, your swordsmanship is not the human body, but the human heart, the heart, collapsed, collapsed, how to resist, so, as long as my mind is tough enough, the changes in your swordsmanship are like nothing to me. β
Ye Zun opened his eyes, looked at Mu Chen with a smile, and strolled forward, at this moment, Ye Zun felt that Mu Chen's sword was at most similar to the attack formed by the fusion of his four powers, the reason why Ye Zun was defeated by him at the beginning was completely due to the effect brought about by the change, which made Ye Zun's psychological face feel that he was too much stronger, and the sword technique was destroyed, and it was the heart and the will that were destroyed.
As long as his heart is tough enough and his will is strong enough, Mu Chen's Collapse Sword Technique is a little bit stronger than Batu and them for Ye Zun.
"The Great Desolate Sword, I've recently tasted the fur, you can give it a try. As Ye Zun stepped out, the surrounding heaven and earth, in an instant, a barren ancient aura surged out, as thick as dark clouds, around the battle platform, the barren aura of the ground was even more crazy convergence, all the plants on the plain were withering madly, the barren aura of the ground was extracted, and they instantly lost their vitality.
"There was such a strong barren aura that was present in all directions, and I felt it flowing under my feet, all converging towards the battle platform. "Between heaven and earth, the barren breath gathers, gathers into a barren cloud, shrouded in the battle platform, an ancient aura envelops the heaven and earth, so that people farther away are looking here, over there, such a strong barren atmosphere, what kind of means is this?
Many elders have cast their eyes over, they are the elders of the Great Wilderness Tribe, the Great Wilderness tribe is known as 'Wilderness' in the southern part of the wilderness, but now the Great Wilderness tribe, there is no one who can mobilize the power of the wilderness, and no one has comprehended the two sets of peerless martial arts, but there is one person, and all the elders of all the people have looked at Ye Zun.
"This kid, could it be that he has succeeded in cultivating the Great Desolate Sword!" Many elders trembled in their hearts, the Great Desolate Tribe has long since broken away from this name, and the name of 'Desolate' shocks the wilderness, in today's Great Desolate Tribe, no one can mobilize the power of the desolate, and at this moment, Ye Zun is mobilizing the power of the desolate to attack.
"Son of Demon, although he has comprehended the Great Desolate Sword and the Great Desolate Fist, how difficult it is to succeed in cultivation, I originally thought that he wanted to fully display these two sets of martial arts, and his own strength was at least at the level of the Eighth Order Sword King, but now, it is completely beyond my expectations. The Great Elder muttered to himself, his cloudy eyes couldn't hide the excitement, the Great Wilderness Tribe, there must be someone who can mobilize the power of the Wilderness, and the name of the Great Wilderness Tribe is well deserved.
Under the gaze of countless people, on the second-order sword king battle platform, the barren aura converged into a barren sword, with Ye Zun waved his hand, the barren sword bombarded out, and the heavens and the earth were still at this moment, only the endless desolation was raging, the terrifying barren aura engulfed everything in front of him, the breath was as vast as the power of heaven, and Mu Chen's attack was also engulfed, his eyes were filled with a thick color of death, he felt that he was about to be killed by this sword, in the face of this sword, he didn't even have the idea of resisting, and was about to be killed.
Everyone was staring at each other, and their eyes were also filled with a thick sense of shock, and they, the people of the Great Wilderness Tribe, finally saw how terrifying the power of the Wilderness was.
"Hehe, little guy, congratulations on winning the place of the disciple of the personal lineage. β
A voice sounded, pulling everyone back to reality, only to see the elder above the battle platform wave his hand, the barren aura between heaven and earth all dispersed, and heaven and earth returned to calm, Mu Chen did not die, but he felt that he had died once.
"Thank you, Elders, for saving me. Mu Chen said gratefully.
The elder laughed and said, "You and Ye Zun are both outstanding geniuses of my Great Wilderness Tribe, how can they fall easily, this battle platform Ye Zun has seized the place of personal disciple, you have no opinion." β
"Of course not, I'm convinced. Mu Chen said, indeed, in the face of that kind of terrifying attack like death, no one is unconvinced.
"Sorry, I can't stop it. Ye Zun smiled apologetically at Mu Chen, Mu Chen rolled his eyes, this guy, if it wasn't for the elders to save him, he would have really died, but Mu Chen didn't hate Ye Zun either, this is a battle, Ye Zun is afraid that the person who will lose if he doesn't show his true strength is him.
"Hee-hee, Brother Ye won. Li Xiaoxiao was overjoyed, her eldest brother Ye had won the place of personal disciples, and everyone who knew Ye Zun was happy for him, personal disciples, among the hundreds of thousands of martial cultivators in the Great Wilderness Tribe, there were only nine, which was a supreme honor, symbolizing everything, and also indicating their future achievements.
On the battle platform, Ye Zun looked at the other battle platforms, there were already eight battle platforms that had finished the game, and there were still fourth-order sword king battle platforms still fighting, but at this moment it was also the last battle, the two fourth-order sword kings were both top geniuses fighting fiercely, the sound of battle was like thunder and shook the sky, everyone was watching them at the moment, and in the end, the white-robed young man who made the gun defeated the opponent and knocked the other party out of the battle platform.
At this point, the battles on the nine battle platforms were all over, and the nine personal disciples also appeared, each of them stood on their own battle platform, accepting the attention from all directions, and the eyes of the endless crowd watched them, these nine people, at every level, belong to the strongest people, overpowering the geniuses of the same realm, these nine people will also be famous in the wild south, and even other places.
"The nine of you are the most talented, most perceptive, and most outstanding geniuses of my Great Wilderness Tribe. The Great Elder looked at the figures on the nine battle platforms and said with a smile, "Now, let's introduce ourselves individually, if you want your name to be famous in the southern part of the wilderness, or even the wilderness, you must first make a name for yourself in my Great Wilderness tribe, the Qinghuo tribe has geniuses, the Qingfeng tribe also has geniuses, and my Great Wilderness tribe also has them, and they are not weaker than them." β
On the ninth-order sword king battle platform, Chu Qiong looked in all directions, "A generation of disciples, Chu Qiong." β
On the eighth-order Sword King battle platform, a young man facing the handsome man smiled and said, "A generation of disciples, Shi Huang. β
On the seventh-order Sword King battle platform was a cynical young man, and he smiled, "Second-generation disciple, Miao Tong. β
The sixth-order Sword King Battle Platform was the indifferent swordsman who faced the ordinary and had an ordinary breath; "Second-generation disciple, cold-blooded. β
Needless to say, the fifth-order sword king battle platform pouted, "It's not that I don't know Lao Tzu, I, three generations of disciples, Gu Huang." β
On the fourth-order Sword King battle platform, a young man with a spear on his back, wearing a white robe, was spotless and clean, and he said, "Three generations of disciples, Ding Ghost. β
On the third-order sword king battle platform, this person does not cultivate weapons, but specializes in fist and leg skills, and for him, his fists and feet are the most powerful weapons; β
On the second-order Sword King battle platform, Ye Zun said, "A generation of disciples, Ye Zun. β
When it was the turn of the first-order Sword King battle platform, there was a ten-year-old girl who was the same age as Ye Zun stood there, this woman was very outstanding, heroic, wearing an ancient sword at her waist, and a pair of phoenix eyebrows flashed with wisdom, she said, "A generation of disciples, Murong Xue. β
At this point, everyone knows all the names of the nine disciples who are in the lineage, and they will also remember these names