Hundreds of divine patterns come from all directions.

In an instant.

Converge into hundreds of light curtains, and then envelop the Daybreak artifact from six directions.

In each direction, there are eighteen light curtains.

At the end of the six divine patterns, there is a throne, and one person is decided from the final six.

Murong Jueding stroked the big bell and said loudly: "Everyone, whoever can win the throne and ring the divine bell, I, Murong family, will promise him a request, and it will be met within the ability, and under the six grades, everyone can participate." ”

The light curtain buzzed

Everyone's expressions flickered.

Murong Jueding's words are extremely weighty, under the six grades, isn't it true that ninety percent of the people present can participate?

Zhang Tongxin was overjoyed, stepped forward, and shouted: "I'm coming!" ”

This is an opportunity, and if you do it yourself, you will be doing it for your family.

At that time, his status in the clan will be even higher.

Mo Xuan and Murong Fei glanced at each other.

He knew that this was Murong Jueding giving him a chance, and if there was no legitimate reason, the Murong family would not have come to the rescue of Zhong Ting.

Many people are eager to try it.

There are a few people who have already stepped into the path of the Divine Pattern.

A curtain of light, like a shield, emits light, hindering everyone's progress.

Zhang Tong entered the Divine Pattern and felt a pressure, but it was not very strong, his body was like a tiger, gathering qi as a blade, and one attack after another flew out, and he soon broke through the eight light curtains.

The fastest one had already arrived at the fifteenth light curtain.

The man was a young man, with a handsome face, followed by a floating sword, glowing red and clanging.

Xu Ruxing frowned, turned around and looked at the broken sword behind him, a little familiar.

This sword seemed to be psychic, and it had been following him all the time, but it was very strong, and now it had reached the thirteenth light curtain, leading many people, and he didn't care very much.

Zhong Ting manipulated the broken sword.

Breaking through the thirteen light curtains all the way, he was already completely familiar with the sword body, and he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart, "I suddenly feel that there is nothing wrong with making a sword." ”

Tao Jiang nodded again and again on the side, and agreed: "It's good if you think about it thoroughly, in my opinion, your body is already difficult to repair, and you will stay here in the future, and I will serve you." ”

“……”

"Someone is catching up."

Behind, someone was like a bamboo, all the way to the twelve-fold light curtain, and then stopped.

The man looked at Zhong Ting in front of him and wondered in his heart: "The sword is also okay?" ”

"Could it be that man?"

Many people noticed this sword, and Xu Ruxing was at the forefront, only one step away from this sword, and everyone thought that this was his sword.

Murong Jueding looked at the huge hall, more than thirty people entered the Divine Pattern Light Town, turned to look at one person, and said with a smile: "Gongsun City Lord, who do you think can win the championship?" ”

Gongsun Yu looked at it for a few breaths and said with a smile: "Naturally, he is the son of the Xu family, after all, he is a student of Chengtian Academy." ”

There are no more than ten people in Jiujiang County who can enter Kyoto and enter Chengtian Academy to study every year, and 1 Xu Ruxing is one of the few people last year, and the future helmsman of the Xu family, his strength and talent are all top.

"I think the guy at Yanyu Restaurant has a lot of potential." Murong is absolutely at the top of his path.

Hearing this, a short and fat man looked at Zhao Qi and chuckled, "What do you think of Lord Qi?" ”

Zhao Qi turned his head, with a thunderous face for a hundred years, and said solemnly: "Gu Ming." ”

The short and fat man Jin Yuwei was stunned, he didn't expect this answer, Gu Ming was a person from Yanyu Restaurant.

He looked at Mo Xuan in the field, and then at Gu Ming in Zhao Qi's mouth, and then laughed: "If I remember well, Mo Xuan is your subordinate, why, Lord Qi is not optimistic about him?" ”

Mo Xuan also stepped into the light curtain formation, he came to the fourteenth level, and there was a person in front of him, the top three assassins of Yanyu Restaurant, Gu Ming.

Yanyu Restaurant is the most famous killer organization in Jiujiang County.

Gu Ming is famous, and he once used the early stage of the seventh grade to assassinate several people in the middle of the seventh grade, and his record is proud.

Mo Xuan slashed out with a sword, shattering the fourteenth light curtain and placing it side by side with Gu Ming.

"Mo Xuan?"

Gu Ming was an indifferent man, dressed in black, his eyes were like blades, and at a glance, he was endlessly cold.

However, Mo Xuan is also a person who has experienced a hundred battles, and he is not afraid.

His aura was as majestic as a mountain, and in an instant, he dispersed the murderous aura that came from the stab, and then slowly spoke: "You can't stop me." ”

Gu Ming sneered, a crescent moon flying blade rotated around his body, cutting through the air, and he said coldly: "You can try it." ”

This scene immediately attracted many people to wait and see.

This god pattern road, the people behind stopped advancing, and the six god pattern roads, Mo Xuan and Gu Ming actually gathered in the same one, maybe the strong are like this, they are not afraid of threats.

Zhong Ting also saw Mo Xuan on another divine pattern road.

He knows that the other party is for himself.

Mo Xuan's opponent had an extremely powerful aura, and Zhong Ting couldn't help but be a little worried.

In this divine path, Xu Ruxing has no opponent, and he has already come to the seventeenth light curtain, one step faster than himself.

Six god lines, at this time, three have already decided the winner.

The people who climbed to the top were the sons of the Jiujiang City refining family, Xu Zhi, Fu Zheng and Zhang Shaojing of the Zhang family.

There is also a black-robed man whose origin is unknown.

This person's aura is extremely demonic, and all the way, without much effort, the light curtain in front of him, as if it does not exist, and it will disperse when touched.

Murong Jueding stared at the black-robed man not far away, exuding divine sense, he couldn't see through it, he frowned slightly, in the image, he didn't invite this person.

Mo Xuan and Gu Ming have already fought, and the latter's figure is like a charm, constantly changing.

The air was abruptly cut by the crescent moon, and the cold wind, like arrows, whirred and fluttered, and then continued to wreak havoc.

Mo Xuan's eyes condensed, and then a sword slashed out, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring.

Clang!

The blade retreated, but soon struck again.

Gu Ming is like a ghost, always appearing in unexpected places, as patient as a poisonous tongue, and suddenly attacking.

Moments down.

Mo Xuan had a few more wounds on his body.

He didn't seem to notice it, his eyes were as cold as frost, and he stood with his sword in his hand, sensing the erratic and unpredictable figure of the other party with all his heart.

Zhong Ting reached the sixteenth light curtain, and Xu Ruxing came to the seventeenth light curtain and was about to reach the top.

Zhong Ting was ready to make a move.

In the seat in front of him, only one person can ascend, although he is now a sword, but obviously, on this divine path, only one victor can be born.

Xu Ruxing also has to make way for himself.

Suddenly, a breath struck from behind, Zhong Ting instantly sensed the danger, the broken sword flashed suddenly, and a yellow-robed man rushed towards him.

Zhong Ting's divine sense was dispersed, and his heart was shocked in an instant, this person turned out to be a seventh-grade cultivator, and the aftermath of the attack alone made the broken sword shake.

"Good sword!"

The man looked happy and stepped forward, trying to grab the broken sword.

Zhong Ting was stunned for a moment, and immediately saw it.

This person wanted to obtain this sword, and now he is a sword, and the human sword is one, how can he agree to this rude behavior, so he immediately killed it with a sword.

Clang......

Huang Muyun was stunned, but even more surprised.

This sword, sure enough, is a living being, although it is mutilated, but it is extremely sharp, the sword is matched with a hero, and he just lacks a good sword.

Zhong Ting was helpless.

This person turned out to be rushing at his body, and the other party did not kill him, so he must have expected that there was a divine soul hidden in the sword.

Huang Muyun pressed forward step by step, the opponent was strong, and he almost succeeded once.

Zhong Ting felt a trace of pressure, and immediately, he didn't keep his hand, and immediately released all the power of his divine soul, manipulating the broken sword to cut out.

Clang!

The sword is fierce.

Huang Muyun's face changed slightly, "It's such a strong force, no wonder I can get here." ”

With a flick of his wrist, a red cloud flew out, colliding with the broken sword in an instant, and the violent power scattered, and suddenly, both of them retreated.

Zhong Ting's soul shook slightly, and he secretly said in his heart, "The seventh-grade powerhouse is really powerful." ”

Huang Muyun cultivated to be strong, stabilized his figure, his eyes flashed, he was not reconciled, and he flew out again in an instant and continued to attack.

The broken sword flew, and the two were entangled again.

At this time, another divine pattern gave birth to a winner, and it turned out to be Zhang Tong.

He looked excited.

His luck is extremely high, this divine pattern, there is no seventh-grade cultivator, he won it with the strength of the eighth-grade late stage, and easily reached the top.

Now, there are only two god lines left, and Mo Xuan and Gu Ming are still fighting.

The latter is extremely strong, and for a while he occupies the top points, more than ten wounds have appeared on Mo Xuan's body.

Zhong Ting stepped back.

Huang Muyun smiled, and suddenly, his body flashed, and he suddenly appeared next to the broken sword, and then grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Zhong Ting's complexion changed slightly, but he soon felt a little strange.

The divine consciousness that entered the broken sword was extremely fragile, and he found that he could follow this divine consciousness and deal a fatal blow to the other party.

"This is an opportunity!"

Zhong Ting made up his mind, and then released his divine sense, quietly following Huang Muyun's divine sense, brewing an amazing blow.

Huang Muyun looked excited.

This is an ownerless sword, a godsend.

He seemed to have found a pleasing companion, and his divine sense penetrated and wanted to leave his mark, and while he was happy, he suddenly saw a figure floating by.

He was slightly stunned, and suddenly a pain in his heart came.

The complexion of the yellow curtain changed suddenly.

Immediately after, he hugged his head, and a sharp pain came, and his face suddenly turned iron.

Zhong Ting stopped in moderation and did not launch a fatal blow, the other party just wanted to subdue the sword, not a villain.

Although he is not Huang Muyun's opponent, the latter, the unsuspecting entry of the Broken Sword by the Divine Sense, must be no match for him.

The terrifying divine consciousness poured out like mountains and seas.

Slapping Huang Muyun, he lost his consciousness for a while, and in a swaying moment, Huang Muyun had already withdrawn from the path of the Divine Pattern.

Zhong Ting also quietly stopped attacking.

At this moment, the grinding power in his mind immediately dissipated, and Huang Muyun looked around.

An elderly man looked worried, and stepped forward to greet him: "Huang family boy, it's okay." ”

Seeing this, Murong Jueding immediately sent someone to help him take a seat, and the maid carefully took care of Huang Muyun.

"Muyun, your body is fine."

Huang Muyun's expression was in a trance, and he immediately urged his qi and blood, lifted his spirits, and then looked not far away.

The broken sword was still floating on the path of the gods, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the clanging was continuous, as if it was dancing and celebrating.

Suddenly, he had come to the seventeenth light curtain, juxtaposed with Xu Ruxing.

"Uncle Murong, I'm fine."

Huang Muyun shook his head, his skills are not as good as others, no... It's a sword, he admits it, but it's just a little unwilling.

He paused and said, "Do you know what kind of sword it is?" I reached in and found what seemed to be an ownerless thing. ”

Murong Jueding looked at it, shook his head and said, "Ownerless? I don't know, maybe it's the sword that gives birth to wisdom."

"Such a spiritual weapon, already has its own consciousness, it is extremely difficult to subdue, if the virtuous nephew lacks a weapon, you can find me, I have a few good swords in my collection, it is useless to be idle, after the banquet, you can come and take a look."

The Huang family and the Murong family have been friends for generations.

Huang Muyun knew that Murong Jueding was sincere, and he also comforted his frustration, he was open-minded by nature, accepted kindness, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm tired of Uncle Murong." ”

God Pattern, Mo Xuan and Gu Ming divided the winner and loser, and the latter won.

Mo Xuan had more than a dozen wounds on his body, drenched in blood, his expression was gloomy, and he missed a move, and he failed to win a chance for Zhong Ting after all.

Gu Ming's figure is like a charm, speed and agility are his advantages, and it is also with his unpredictable attacks that he has won the victory.

But the other party was also caught by him, and he was stabbed, and there was a crack in his chest, which was shocking, and he could see Sen Sen's white bones.

Zhong Ting looked over and saw the gloom in Mo Xuan's eyes, and a warmth flowed through his heart, and at the same time glanced at Gu Ming.

Gu Ming also cast his gaze and frowned.

He was curious, for no reason, why a broken sword would exude a murderous aura towards him.

At this point, there are six divine lines, and no one has reached the top of Zhongting's road.

Those in the back are incapable of breaking through the light curtain, and those in front are indifferent

Xu Ruxing's expression was calm, he stood in front of the finish line, there was only one step left, he could reach the top and compete for the throne, but he didn't step forward.

The eighteenth light curtain flickered.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one would doubt that Xu Ruxing would not be able to reach the top, and they did not understand why the other party did not climb it.

Xu Ruxing has been standing for a long time.

His gaze fell on a broken sword, a broken sword that was unattractive, rusty and mutilated.

It's just that this sword, not long ago, defeated Huang Muyun, who had the hope of reaching the top.

This god pattern.

Only Huang Muyun could compete with Xu Ruxing, although the latter's cultivation was not as good as the former, but the students of Chengtian Academy, cultivation, was never the standard to measure their ability.

Zhong Ting was also curious.

Why is Xu Ruxing not capped, when he fights, the other party can take the opportunity to reach the top.

Skip a fight, isn't it?

"Or does he want to fight me?"

The broken sword rang out.

Xu Ruxing looked at the sword, turned around abruptly, and then slapped out with a palm, and the eighteenth light curtain was suddenly shattered and disappeared in an instant.

The throne was ahead, and no one else was staring for the final battle, but he didn't step forward.

Xu Ruxing suddenly smiled and said, "Long time no see." ”