As the number one genius on the list of mountains and rivers, the title of Dust Yao Sword Evil has long spread throughout the Immortal Sect. (.800Book800)

This person's real name is Chenyao, and Sword Evil is his title, which is recognized by many disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Because of his 'sexuality' personality is withdrawn and indifferent, he has always been a loner, it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and he does it only according to his preferences, so he is known as the sword evil.

Dusty Yao joined the Immortal Sect at the age of eight, and it has been fifteen years so far.

At the age of twenty-three, he has advanced to the sixth level of the Martial King, such a supreme qualification, he can be called a genius that has not been encountered in a century.

Originally, Chenyao had only been promoted to the sixth-level Martial King two months ago, and he was preparing to conduct the assessment of the inner 'door' after this Mid-Autumn Festival.

As we all know, with his strength and talent, it is easy to pass the guò inner 'door' assessment.

Therefore, in the hearts of the 60,000 outer 'gate' disciples, it is already a sure thing for Chen Yao to become an inner 'gate' disciple.

But no one expected that He Wuxian would be born out of nowhere, with an absolutely domineering and arrogant attitude, to win the second place in the list of mountains and rivers and challenge the dust.

Dusty Yao has been famous for a long time, and his prestige in the eyes of the outer 'door' disciples is very high, and his whereabouts are mysterious, and he rarely 'shows' his face, which makes people feel even more unfathomable.

He Wuxian is a new disciple who has been in the 'door' for less than two months, but his behavior is flamboyant and domineering, and from the first day he enters the 'door', his reputation has spread throughout the entire outer 'gate'.

More importantly, he has the capital of arrogance and arrogance, and he won consecutive battles in this Mid-Autumn Festival, showing an invincible majestic posture.

The more than 30,000 onlookers were all weighing and speculating in their hearts, which of these two people was more genius?

Who is the real number one on the list of mountains and rivers?

Finally, in the midst of the endless discussions, Dust Yao appeared.

His figure was like a dark yellow 'colored' streamer, flying out of the crowd and landing in the ring, facing He Wuxian from a distance of thirty zhang.

It was only at this time that He Wuxian saw the first day of the mountains and rivers list, and looked at it carefully.

Dusty Yao is a handsome young man with a thin body and pale skin.

He was dressed in a blue robe, with a silver belt around his waist, and a pair of unpretentious black cloth shoes under his feet.

Behind his back is a three-foot-long sword, the scabbard is dark gray 'color', revealing the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

He clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his pale and handsome face had a sneer, revealing a somewhat bewitching aura.

At this time, he was also looking at He Wuxian.

A pair of narrow eyes, the black 'color' eyes reveal a sense of confidence and uninhibitedness.

Even if He Wuxian has won all the way, the momentum is like a rainbow, and it is the time when the edge is 'exposed'.

But Dusty was fearless, never worried about this, and was as confident as ever. Read the full text of the latest chapter

After looking at He Wuxian from head to toe, his thin lips moved, and he spoke confidently.

"You're no match for me. ”

"You're just a third-level martial king, even if you have the ultimate talent, you will never be able to beat a sixth-level martial king. This is the consensus of the martial arts world, and no one has been able to change it for thousands of years. ”

"Even if you have a dragon pet, you may be able to fight with me, but unfortunately pets are not allowed to participate in the ring battle, so you will definitely lose. ”

"Admit defeat! Be the second on the list of mountains and rivers with peace of mind, and after I am promoted to the inner 'gate' disciple, you will become the first. ”

Dusty Yao stared at He Wuxian condescendingly, and said these words with a calm expression and a confident tone.

His tone seemed to be narrating a fact, rather than deliberately provocative or 'provocative'.

However, what he said was well-founded and clear, and it was impossible to refute it.

More than 30,000 people watching around the square also nodded secretly in agreement when they heard this, and even said that this was true.

Moreover, in everyone's minds, He Wuxian is domineering and arrogant, and Dusty Yao is self-confidence.

Many disciples have already decided that He Wuxian is by no means an opponent of Chenyao, and he will definitely lose.

However, the voices of discussion in all directions failed to make He Wuxian's face 'color' change in any way.

He didn't seem to hear at all, and he didn't care about what the crowd was saying.

"Dusty Sword Evil, although your words are very reasonable. But it's a pity that I forgot to tell you that my storage zài is the most unreasonable. ”

"And my favorite thing to do is to break your so-called consensus and create miracles that seem completely impossible to you. ”

Hearing this, Chenyao was not angry, the corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, nodded and said: "Why don't you hate, you are really crazy enough, exactly the same as the rumors." ”

"I admire your arrogance, but I'm sorry, I'm going to beat you with my own hands. ”

"Let's take it!"

As the words fell, the scabbard behind the dust yao shook, and a sword that 'shot' from the cold light flew into the air and landed on his right hand.

Even the action of drawing the sword is so maverick, handsome and a mess.

The disciples who were watching around the square immediately applauded and cheered, cheering for Chenyao.

"The shadow of the sword in the distant mountains rises!"

The cold cheer started, the sword light suddenly appeared, and tens of thousands of sharp sword qi swept through the ring.

The three-foot cold light sword bloomed with dark yellow 'color' sword light, coming from far and near, like a sword that cut through the sky, and went straight to He Wuxi's throat.

The strength of the sixth-level martial king all exploded, and this sword light contained six million jin of power, which was enough to destroy the mountain land in an instant.

Seeing the sword light coming, He Wuxian was fearless, holding the blood-drinking knife tightly with both hands, and the Tongtian Seal on his arms flashed with purple light.

"Heaven and earth collapse!"

With a roar of rage, the eight-zhang-long flame sword rose into the air and slashed down towards the top of Dusty's head from top to bottom.

Between the calcium carbide firelight, the sword light and the sword light collided together, bursting out with a deafening loud sound.

"Boom!"

The sword and sword light exploded almost at the same time, turning into thousands of finger-sized shards, and slamming around the ring.

The crisp sound of "click" sounded, and the already overwhelmed ring finally shattered and collapsed, turning into a ruin.

The figures of He Wuxian and the Dusty Sword Evil flew back through the fragments of the ruins at the same time, landing on the edge of the formation light shield.

'Fighting' a move, neither of them was able to take advantage, and it turned out to be an equal 'color' situation.

"Can you block my attacks?"

Dusty gaze, through the scattered pieces of bricks and stones, stared at He Wuxian, with some appreciation in his eyes.

But he seemed to think of something interesting, and he couldn't help but sneer at the corners of his mouth.

"Sure enough, there is some strength, so this challenge is a bit interesting. ”

Thinking like this in his heart, Chenyao's figure had disappeared in place, turning into a dark yellow 'colored' sword light, and rushed to kill in front of He Wuxian.

"Near the water, the blue 'waves' are born!"

The dim yellow sword light of Zhang Yu Chang instantly enveloped He Wuxian's figure.

The sword light 'excited' and 'swinging' strangled it, like the layers of 'waves' on the surface of the lake, endless, distinctly layered, and the power continued to burst out and superimpose.

This is the second of the four styles of returning to the dust, and it is the most powerful move in melee combat.

Dust Yao has practiced the Dust Sword Technique for twelve years, and he has already cultivated the Four Styles Sword Technique, and his power is naturally extraordinary.

Endless sword light strangled around him, and He Wuxian's flame shield immediately made a clicking sound and was shattered.

At the critical moment, he snorted coldly: "Dragon Flame Protector!"

In an instant, the snow-white Dragon Flame Armor burst out with a dazzling white light, condensing into a white light shield.

"Bang bang bang!"

The continuous sword light slashed at the dragon flame shield, making a continuous muffled sound.

The Dragon Flame Armor is already an eighth-level mysterious weapon, and the skill of Dragon Flame Body Protection is also enough to resist the full force of the high-level Martial King.

At the same time, He Wuxian held the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and instantly slashed out eight hundred sword rays towards Chenyao.

"Eight Desolations!"

Endless sword light slashed towards Dust Yao from eight directions, completely sealing all his retreats.

Each sword light contained more than five million catties of power, and the power accumulated together was comparable to the full force of a sixth-level martial king.

Seeing the sword light coming, Dusty Yao's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face retreated sharply with a solemn face.

He couldn't understand how it was possible for such a powerful attack to erupt with the strength of the third-level Martial King.

"Dust Barrier!"

At the critical moment, Chenyao roared angrily, and his whole body bloomed with a rich dark yellow 'color' brilliance.

The thick and condensed dark yellow 'color' brilliance is the most 'fine' essence of the earth system, condensed into a barrier shaped like loess, which is the dust barrier!

Dust Yao is the Earth Warrior King, and what he is best at is defense, and the Dust Barrier is his strongest defensive move.

"Bang! bang!"

A full eight hundred sword rays slashed at the dust barrier almost at the same time, and several deafening rumbling noises erupted, shaking the earth and trembling.

The sword light shattered into thousands of fragments, turning into flames in the sky, enveloping the dust in it, and there was no trace of it at all.

At this moment, more than 30,000 people around the square all held their breath, and their hearts were in their throats.

Everyone sweated for Chenyao, for fear that he would be killed on the spot by the fierce and incomparable sword light.

After all, the power of the Eight Desolations was very terrifying, and the violent and domineering momentum of the eight hundred sword light slashes was clearly felt by everyone.

In the blink of an eye, the flames disappeared, and Dusty appeared in the field unscathed.

Everyone cheered excitedly, shocked by the sheer strength of the Dusty Clouds.

In everyone's opinion, Dust Yao can even resist such a powerful attack as the Eight Desolations, and it really deserves to be a sixth-level martial king, too powerful!

At the same time, Dusty Yao swung his sword again, slashing out a dazzling sword light towards He Wuxian.

"Storm and Storm Rushing Man!"

The dark yellow 'color' sword light of Zhangyu was long and carried the momentum of stirring the wind and clouds, and he went to kill He Wuxian from the bottom up.

A sword came out and the sky and the earth changed color, the wind blew in the dark night sky, and the dark clouds covering the sky and the moon surged wildly, enveloping the entire Zhenghe Peak.

The power of this sword is truly earth-shattering and terrifying.

In the face of such a powerful attack, He Wuxian's expression was cold, and his brows were deeply furrowed.

"The sixth-level martial king is really good, the power of this sword is too strong!"

No matter how confident and domineering he was, he had to admit that Dusty Yao was worthy of being a genius of a sixth-level martial king, and his swordsmanship was really superb.

By now, he had to use his hole cards, otherwise he would not have been able to block this almost certain sword.

Thinking of this, a 'fine' light flashed in He Wuxian's eyes.

He thought of the dragon tooth of the divine soldier that he had just obtained, and the source of all poisons.

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