"Heaven and Earth Sword Array, a Collapsed Lake!"

If other people insulted the big formation of the Array Sect like this, it was impossible to say that the disciples of the Formation Sect had already rushed up to fight with him for a while, but the other person's punch was too fierce, too ruthless, too ruthless, too simple.

There were many geniuses gathered around, and their eyes were deep.

The seven major personal disciples, three or four core disciples of the Great Branch Sect, plus a few core disciples of the Small Branch Sect, a total of eighteen people, these are all very promising to advance to the innate, but at this moment, they originally swore that they could win the championship, but when they met the person in front of them, they had to put away their pride one by one.

In fact, the biggest favorite to win the championship in this world has become Yang Wuyue.

The third round is about to begin, competing for the top 30, still one by one, playing 29 games, and then looking at the winning and losing percentages to qualify.

Today is the most lively day, the elders of the small sects in the Qixuan region, the leaders of the sixteen Xiuwu families, the princes and generals of the thirty-six countries and the masters of their own countries, and the lords and deputy masters of the major seven Xuanwu mansions are flocking here, and they are even more complete than the day of the opening.

"One move, another move!"

"Where is that move, it's clearly a punch!"

"No one can stop Yang Wuyue from punching!"

There is no one to take on the fierce battle of devastating and decaying.

"Refining Weapon Sect, Fire Rock Luo!"

Yang Wuyue still had that breezy look: "Let's make a move!"

Huoyan Luo knew that Yang Wuyue was powerful, and since he was given the opportunity to make a move, he did not hesitate to take out the biggest hole card as soon as he played: "Abyss Fire!"

A dazzling red light flashed through the hole of the fire, it was the color of fire, the scorching heat of the crimson flame.

"Fire Spirit, High-Order Fire Spirit!"

"With only the peak cultivation of the condensation vein, you actually absorbed a high-grade fire essence?"

"The fire spirit in the human ranks! Dude, you're so willing!" On the side, those elders joked one after another, Huoyan Luo's father was the sect master of the refining sect in front of him.

"Don't mention it, in order for him to absorb this fire essence, it took a lot of effort!" Although the Sect Master of the Refining Weapon Sect only said this, the pride and satisfaction were self-evident.

"Good!" Yang Wuyue laughed and said, "You're qualified to take my punch!"

After that, a wave of turbulent air burst out above the fist in an instant, as if it was a ripple-like agitation, and if you look closely, it is actually the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that is flowing backwards, as well as the fierce thunder light.

"Thunder True Qi?"

"What do you mean, he didn't give his full strength at all?"

"What kind of demon is this?"

Yang Wuyue has actually been suppressing his cultivation at the peak of the condensation vein, and this moment is no exception, even if many people speculate that he is an acquired powerhouse, but he has never shown it, even at this moment, people have shown a powerful flame that can only be exerted by an acquired powerhouse, and he just burst out of thunder and lightning true qi.

"Shattered bones!" The vibration of the thunder made the body burst out with terrifying destructive power, this punch blasted out, the flames were instantly annihilated, and the ferocious impact seemed to cause a short period of condensation.

"Poof!" Without exception, it flew upside down, and the fight ended with another punch.

"How strong is he!" These geniuses are all gritting their teeth, and at this point, it's not strange to meet anyone, the real geniuses are starting to fight, but when you meet such a guy who is a punch no matter who it is, how do you fight. It's almost autistic to this group of geniuses.

"In the next battle, Yang Wuyue will fight Jiang Lanjian!"

"Jiang Lanjian!"

"Are the core disciples of the Sword Sect going to play?"

"No moon, come on!" Qin Xingxuan and Jiang Lanjian knew each other, and even came into contact with it, Jiang Lanjian was at least equivalent to a master in the middle of the day after tomorrow in the Tianyun Kingdom, because her teacher, Mr. Mu Yi, had also said that he might not be Jiang Lanjian's opponent, but Yang Wuyue in front of him was too strong, and it was so strong that it made people desperate.

Jiang Lanjian Tsing Yi took the sword and stepped into the ring, "I didn't expect us to fight so soon. Originally, I was going to deal with them, but now it seems that I have to give my best ahead of time!"

Yang Wuyue said proudly, "The genius of the Seven Xuan Valley, to be honest, disappointed me. So far, you have not even qualified me to draw my sword. However, out of respect for the swordsman, I won't use my fists this time!"

"Cang!" With two fingers together, a terrifying edge burst out.

"He's ...... With a sword!"

"We don't even have the qualifications to let him draw his sword!"

"Damn!"

Jiang Lanjian was extremely excited, and slowly rested on the hilt of his sword: "You are a swordsman! Good, good, good!"

"Cang!" A sharp aura came out wantonly, and the fierce sword qi suddenly burst out, and the moment the sword was drawn, it was a full blow.

"A sword!"

The cold light suddenly rose, and the speed was unimaginable, and the figure of Jiang Lanjian in front of everyone's eyes turned into a series of phantoms, and the sword light almost condensed into a thin line.

"How can this be stopped?"

How to block the sword blade that tore everything, Yang Wuyue came to tell them how to block it, he just waved his hand casually, flicked his fingers, and staged a move to snap the sword, and the terrifying sword light instantly shattered.

"Broken with a single bullet?" Everyone was stunned, this kind of sword qi changed and they didn't dare to connect it, but Yang Wuyue actually dared to use his fingers to catch the sword qi.

"If you enter the white blade empty-handed, he will not be afraid to cut off his fingers!"

Jiang Lanjian didn't have time to think so much, a sword was bounced away and turned around, and thirty-six swords came out in a row, and the angle was also extremely tricky, and the highly compressed sword qi rolled up a terrible wind.

His sword doesn't have so many bells and whistles, and it doesn't earth-shattering, it's just extremely sharp and unstoppable.

"How can this be stopped?" I don't want to play it with my fingers.

"The way of the sword, sharp, treacherous, fast!" Yang Wuyue still stood motionless, just pointing at the sword, and the sword qi swayed as if he was grateful. It looks very light, and even fluttering, it is not a thorn or a crackle, but a swordsman rarely uses a pump, that is, a simple draw.

A terrifying wind rolled up between the collisions, and the sharp sword qi was instantly eliminated into a breeze that blew by, and the turbulent air flow blew Yang Wuyue's long hair, indescribably elegant and natural.

But what was scattered casually was enough sword qi to kill the acquired powerhouse.

"What?" Jiang Lanjian was conceited that few people in his rank could do this, but Yang Wuyue actually dissolved it so easily.

"The mood of the wind!" Jiang Lanjian took a deep breath, and his momentum became erratic, "Then take it!"

It turned out that he had touched the threshold of the artistic conception of the wind, and this was originally his hole card at the bottom of the box. But looking at it now, Yang Wuyue's understanding of the wind is definitely above him, and in the face of such an unfathomable opponent, he is ready to fight with all his might.

"Mood!"

"They've all comprehended the mood!"

"At a young age, I actually began to get in touch with the artistic conception and cultivate the law!"

"Incredible!"