The three rounds of battles have all come to an end, and what shocked everyone was that a monk who was no more than the Martial Sect Dual Heaven, with an incredibly strong posture, killed all the way and defeated three powerful Martial Sects one after another.

It was a powerful shock to everyone, and it still feels a little unbelievable.

The ancestors of the three dynasties don't know how many years they have lived, but they have really not seen a few amazing people like Ye Zichuan over the years.

This is still in a big world like the Martial Realm, if it is in those small worlds on the edge of the heavens, it may not be possible to produce such a peerless Tianjiao for thousands of years!

After the end of the third round, there are only nineteen Keqing who have successfully advanced at this moment, and each prince is average, and one person under his command will be promoted.

However, the real situation is not like this at all, a prince like Xiang Dicang, the guest under his command is beyond imagination, and those who advanced to the fourth round include Ye Zichuan, Ziyue, and Ge Yuan!

And the Nine Emperor Emperor Emperor Qing, among the guest ministers under his command, there are also two people who have been promoted, one is the little marquis of the Beibohou Mansion, and the other is the top few people on the quasi-king list.

In addition, two people under the command of the eldest prince and the second prince also advanced.

This also means that all the guest ministers under the command of some princes have lost, and they have not even entered the fourth round, losing the qualification to compete for the position of prince.

"Xiao Yezi, my revenge depends on you!" Jiang Yufan walked to Ye Zichuan's side at some point, patted him on the shoulder and said.

Ye Zichuan smiled bitterly, Jiang Yufan also took a few glances at the battle with others, and deeply knew that his opponent was terrible, almost not much less than the pressure Tiancang gave him, and he was a powerful opponent.

"As long as you call me sister, I'll help you get that guy!" Ziyue poked her head out from the side at this time. It looks quirky.

Jiang Yufan rolled his eyes when he heard this, he was two or three years older than Ziyue, how could he call her sister?

"By the way, Brother Jiang, who is your opponent? Why haven't you heard the Third Prince mention it before?" Ye Zichuan changed the topic and asked.

Jiang Yufan's brows furrowed, and his eyes were full of solemnity: "That person's name is Chong Wenhuan." It's the little marquis of the North Bohou Mansion!"

The first sentence Jiang Yufan said made Ye Zichuan slightly shocked, he didn't expect that person's identity to be so high, it turned out to be the little marquis of the Bohou Mansion, the same as Jiang Yufan!

"That guy had been infamous until then, and was hidden by the Snow of the Northern Bohou Mansion, and there were very few deeds about him, so little was known. But I've heard that guy has gone through a few tricks under the hands of the Martial King, and he is safe and sound!"

A glint flashed in Ye Zichuan's eyes. The shock in my heart was even greater.

There is no doubt that the Martial King is powerful, standing at the pinnacle of the First Realm, and the more powerful of them can even divide the Realm King and rule over dozens of worlds!

And Chongwen Huan was able to go through a few moves under the hands of the Martial King without harm, and his strength can be imagined, even Jiang Yufan is not his opponent.

"Among the four little marquis of the Bohou Mansion of this generation, the strongest of the North Bohou Mansion, our Dongbo. It's lonely!" Yu Shan sighed.

Seeing this, Ye Zichuan patted him on the shoulder: "You are already strong enough, what you lack is just time!"

Jiang Yufan turned his head. looked at him with a smile: "What about you? Erzhongtian has such combat power, and the Young Emperor List is not enough for you to stay, do you want to make a Young Emperor List and write you on it?"

Ye Zichuan's mind was full of black lines, and he was speechless for an instant.

The Emperor is already the pinnacle of the cultivation of all living beings, and the cultivation of all living beings. After that, the Tianzun realm relied on the comprehension of the rules of the Heavenly Dao, which was beyond the scope of living beings, and it was not much in an era with the Heavenly Venerable.

Now many Tianzun. It's all accumulated over countless epochs, and many of them are old monsters that haven't been born for dozens of epochs.

Ye Zichuan didn't dare to have the slightest extravagant hope for that prohibitive realm, and only by becoming an emperor could he have the qualifications to win the championship.

In the end, Jiang Yufan looked at Ye Zichuan, Ziyue and Ge Yuan, and said solemnly: "Whether the three princes can become the princes of the dynasty depends on the three of you, cherish!"

Ye Zichuan and the three nodded solemnly, even if he was not the third prince, he had to go all out for the last three places to enter the secret land.

His current cultivation is still too low, only the Second Heaven, if he enters the battle of canonization, it is two things to be able to get the name of a saint, let alone the Great Sage and the Saint King above!

After the defeated people all walked off the high platform, the ancestor who presided over the third level spoke.

"The third round is over, and a total of nineteen people are in the fourth round. The ancestor who presided over the third level said, "The rules of the fourth round have changed from before, in this round, everyone has to play eighteen duels! That is, except for yourself, you and the remaining eighteen people will have to fight once!"

"Whoever wins the more games, the higher the ranking, and in the end, it will be scored according to the order of the ranking, according to which prince you are, there are only two people in each battle, and the others rest!"

After the old ancestor's voice fell, his eyes as deep as the starry sky swept over Ye Zichuan and the other nineteen people, and finally said: "Now everyone step forward and write their own names, and I will randomly decide the order and candidates for the battle." ”

Ye Zichuan and Ge Yuan, who were standing beside him, Ziyue glanced at each other, didn't say anything, and stepped forward to report their names.

The old ancestor's somewhat wizened fingers ran over the small stone balls from before, and the small stone balls turned into stones, like tokens, and on each piece, a different name was engraved on it.

Ye Zichuan also listened with his ears up at this time, remembering everyone's names in his heart, and secretly thinking about them against their faces and cultivation.

After the nineteen people said all their names, the ancestor glanced at them, and then said, "In the first scene, Nangong Bo is facing Dongwanghou!"

Hearing these two names, two faces flashed in Ye Zichuan's mind, and then he stepped aside with the others and gave way to the high platform.

According to the news he got from Emperor Cang, Nangong Bo was a guest under the command of the Fifth Prince, and Dongwanghou was a guest under the command of the Sixth Prince, and he had a lot of fame in the Martial Domain.

The cultivation of the two people in the field is both in the Seventh Heaven of the Martial Sect, and they are full of qi and blood, and their divine power is strong, and they have combat power comparable to the peak of the Nine Heavens, which should not be underestimated.

As the ancestor's words fell, the two of them burst out with a sky-high momentum, and as soon as they came up, they used powerful martial arts, one palm was like glass, and the other fist mark broke the sky, and they collided together without any fancy.

A bright purple light flashed in Ye Zichuan's eyes, the purple qi was surging, and there were infinite Dao mystical methods circulating in it, imprinting the martial arts of the two of them one by one, and constantly evolving them with the Fighting Saint Method, turning them into their own means!

Ziyue watched Ye Zichuan turn into a purple double pass, a strange light flashed in her glass-like eyes, thoughtfully, if you look carefully, you will find that in the depths of her eyes, there is also a purple light flashing!

The cultivation of Nangong Bo and Dongwanghou is in the Seven Heavens, their strength is equal, and they belong to different princes, this arrangement of the Emperor Ancestor is very meaningful, that is, to start with the weakest and eliminate them one by one.

The fierce battle between the two people in the field continued, it had reached a white heat, the divine power was boiling and tumbling like magma, the qi and blood were rumbling, the exuberance was incredible, and all kinds of powerful martial arts and secret methods were continuously unleashed from the hands of the two of them, shattering the void, and all kinds of violent power were surging.

In this battle, the competition is whose foundation is more solid, whose Dao heart is more firm, and who is indomitable, fearless and fearless will stand in the end.

The time of the battle between the two is extraordinarily long, and the rolling divine power has hardly declined in the slightest, and it is unbelievably majestic, each of which can be called a dragon and phoenix among people, extremely powerful.

The momentum of the two is also rising, the momentum is like a rainbow, the fighting spirit is soaring, and they will not fall for a long time.

In the end, Nangong Bo performed the supreme secret technique, and his aura suddenly increased a lot, like some kind of secret method to stimulate his potential, and finally defeated Dongwanghou with a brutal attitude!

When the five princes outside the arena saw this scene, they almost yelled excitedly, while the faces of the six princes were completely gloomy.

Dong Wanghou is the only guest secretary under his command to advance to the fourth round, the strongest among several guest secretaries, and now he lost the first game, and anyone who encounters such a thing will not have a good face, and his mood has fallen into a trough.

"In the first game, Nangong Bo wins, score one point!" the ancestor announced, and then said, "In the second game, Gong Shaoquan vs. Wen Shaobin!"

When Ye Zichuan heard these two names, a string of information flashed in his mind again.

Gong Shaoquan is a guest under the command of the Eighth Prince, and Wen Shaobin is a guest under the command of the Tenth Prince, and the cultivation of the two is exactly the same, both of them are in the Seven Heavens of Wuzong.

Two young men walked out of the crowd, and with a slight leap, they came to the high platform, and after the ancestor announced the start, the two instantly clashed together!

Purple qi gushed out from Ye Zichuan's eyes again, branding every move of the two of them in his eyes, constantly evolving with the Fighting Saint Method.

He is learning the Tao and cultivating the Tao, using the Tao of others to cultivate his own Tao and make his path more complete and more flawless.

Ziyue has been paying attention to his every move from the side, and thinks that this big boy who can blush is particularly interesting, full of mystery, not only is his combat power so strong, but it seems to have something to do with the Great Qin Dynasty.

Because as far as she knew, the secret method of pupil technique was the most common secret technique among the people of the Great Qin Dynasty, although it was also available in other places, but compared to Great Qin, it was not enough to see.

Those monks of Great Qin claim to be qi practitioners, swallowing the glow in the morning, eating at night, although they have taken the road of martial cultivation, but the exercises and methods of cultivation are unique, and the pupil technique is an extremely famous secret technique for them, which is very famous among the heavens.

Ziyue herself has this talent, because her mother is the authentic bloodline of the royal family of the Great Qin Dynasty, and she has also obtained this talent.

At this time, seeing that Ye Zichuan also cultivated the pupil technique, he couldn't help but be a little curious in his heart, and began to speculate wildly. (To be continued.) )