In the Xuantian Hall, it was silent, and countless pairs of eyes were staring closely at the field.

Chen Changsheng, Nie Shenghuan, Xie Wujiang, Ximen Blowing Rain, Deng Shanling, Zhang Jiuying and Wu Yingyue and others have already gotten up, their momentum has climbed, locked on Xin Zhuo, and waited until the nobody named Zhu Youshui admitted defeat, and they could also seamlessly connect and understand Xin Zhuo's methods.

However, this Zhu Youshui did not admit defeat, he felt that the Xuantian Sword Sect Young Sect did not use any tricks, and instantly resolved his martial arts supernatural powers, although it was very domineering, the gap between the two sides was like a cloud and mud, but the other party was somewhat disrespectful of himself, this is not okay.

If you can force the other party to make a move, you can't win it, and it's better than your own heart.

Who is a warrior who has no obsession?

Therefore, the next moment he jumped into the air, the cathode qi was extremely rich, his hands quickly sealed, and he changed fifteen directions in a flash, and said in a deep voice: "Xin Shaozhang Sect, although he is inferior to you below, the dignity of the warrior cannot be disgraced, please understand, Zhu's opening palm!"

In a trance, he split a palm, the light flickered, and turned into a palm print, the momentum was huge, the power was overwhelming, and it went straight to the top of Xin Zhuo's head.

Xin Zhuo stood still and didn't move, but nodded appreciatively: "This palm split is very good, but it has been shaken for a long time!"

"Forward swing?"

These two words were beyond Zhu Youshui's comprehension, but he still used his strength to chop them down with all his strength with an indomitable momentum.

Then, I saw Xin Zhuo stretch out a hand and shake his fingers, no move, but still in a flawless state, and he was extremely keen to hit the weakness of this palm.

The vast palm prints disappeared in an instant.

Zhu Youshui maintained the posture of his head and feet, his martial arts were empty, weak, pitiful and helpless, and his face turned red again.

Thousands of people around silently watched, only to feel bored, extremely boring, this can't see the depth of Xin Zhuo at all, even the elders of the Hun Yuan Void Realm can't see it, because there is no such thing, it is only useful for low-level martial artists, and it is useless for the same realm, and there is no practical means.

At most, it can be distinguished that Xin Zhuo has a deep understanding of martial arts and has a wide range of knowledge, so he can find out the flaws and use the realm to suppress and repel them.

But what's the point?

That Zhu Youshui fell to the ground, his breathing was short, his eyes were constantly changing, and suddenly he said, "I still have a trick!"

You've got your fucking tricks!

Many people secretly scolded in their hearts, and Haotian Sect Xie Wujiang reprimanded coldly without politeness: "Your Excellency still doesn't have to ask for hardship, you should know that your realm and martial arts are like child's play under Xin Shaozhang's hands, if he kills you, he only needs to breathe."

Zhu Youshui was instantly woken up, his face turned even redder, and finally he hugged his fists in shame: "I have been taught, Xie Shaozhang has taught and guided, and I have benefited a lot from it!"

Xin Zhuo returned the salute and said with a humble face: "Brother Tai's martial arts are still good, open and close, mighty and domineering, it is really rare in the world."

Zhu Youshui was greatly appreciative, his face was full of gratitude, and he respectfully retreated.

Hundreds of elite disciples from all sects, sects, and parties on the left and right stood up again, and their battle intent was almost condensed into substance.

However, Xin Zhuo suddenly pointed at another person, and his expression was extremely serious: "I look at this girl with sharp eyebrows, relaxed and calm, I am afraid that she is from a famous family, her martial arts are calm, and her offensive skills are extremely terrifying, so I am willing to learn it!"

Thousands of people immediately looked at each other again, and then fell silent.

The woman was obese, less than four feet tall, full of buckteeth, and was carrying a piece of spirit beast breast in her hand to gnaw, and it was only an immortal land.

Wonderland?

The woman was also surprised, pointed at herself, grinned, and said, "It's still a young master to have a vision, this girl is a true disciple of the Nanling Flying Eagle Sect, and her methods are notoriously powerful!"

As soon as he jumped into the middle of the field, a sky eagle flew and rolled up a large shadow, which may be terrifying in the eyes of low-level martial artists, but in the eyes of the masters present, it is really a bells and whistles.

But Xin Zhuo's face was full of appreciation, and he couldn't help nodding: "Okay!" Very good! ”

This appearance, in the eyes of the masters and elite disciples of various sects, is really boring.

After three moves, the woman retreated with a blushing face!

Xin Zhuo still has no way to crack it.

Then he picked another one.

Xingyi Fist's eight-hundred-year-old family disciple Zhang Ku, the land fairyland.

Liuquan Mountain Zhenyuan view of the main Li Zeyang, Yin Void Realm.

Du Wufeng, the prince of Xu State, is in the realm of Yang.

Su Yi, the eldest daughter of the Grand Master of the Spirit Kingdom, is the Great Venerable.

Yang Ai'er, the eldest disciple of Hundred Flowers Valley, is in the Yin Void Realm.

Wait a minute......

A series of sixteen little-known little people and Xin Shaozhang taught to learn, and then no one forced Xin Shaozhang to teach martial arts, but the big hall was full of sound and excitement.

Many people yawned in the four corners, and many quietly left.

The patience of the elite disciples and geniuses of the various sects has reached the limit, and finally after another nobody retreats helplessly, a genius disciple of the Zhuxian Great Sect disregards the rules, like the rivers and lakes are reckless, wrapped in the power of Tai Chi in the Lingtai Realm, and jumps into the hall, "choking" A sword roar, the three-foot Qingfeng floating sword on the waist came out of the sheath, and pointed straight down:

"Xin Zhuo, today you have entered the position of the Young Leader of the Xuantian Sword Sect, one person is below ten thousand people, and you should accept the challenge of the elite disciples of each sect, how can you fool the past like this? Could it be that you are afraid?

Zhang Yuchen, a disciple of the third generation of the Zhuxian Great Sect, is willing to learn the martial arts taught by Xin Shaozhang! ”

Saying that, the three-color demon wind phantom manifested behind him, condensed like substance.

The majestic momentum of the demon wind and sword swept through half of the hall, and even all the previous challengers combined could not compare!

This is the horror of the Lingtai Realm.

The Great Sect of Zhuxian advocated Baguio, and a smile appeared on her fair-skinned face like a girl, and she did not stop it.

The masters and genius disciples of all sects and parties couldn't help but come to the spirit, and finally came to a place that could be seen, even if he Xin Zhuo's cultivation was high and his foundation was solid, he could no longer deal with it without a move.

Liu Qingfeng, Yu Zhuji and other Xuantian Sword Sect Masters and Elders who had been in a state of silence also began to sit upright, and their own young masters had been learning from juniors without pain, which was indeed not like words.

And Xin Zhuo nodded, did not refuse, and stretched out a hand, which was the starting style he had always asked for advice.

……

"Zhang Yuchen of the Great Sect of Zhuxian, Lingtai is a heavy sky, and the three-color demon wind feather body genius!"

Chen Changsheng and Xie Wujiang stood side by side, chuckling and chuckling: "Although he is an exaggerated and untruthful person, he is only ranked in the upper reaches of the disciples of the Zhuxian Great Sect, but the three-color demon wind sword once killed seventeen ghost green disciples with one sword in that big battle ten years ago!"

Xie Wujiang said expressionlessly: "I can't hurt Xin Zhuo in the slightest, but it's enough to make him shoot!"

……

"This demon body manifests the first nine layers, borrowing the sword momentum, it is very good, Xin Zhuo should be going to fight back!"

He said softly.

Deng Shanling's eyes flowed, and he looked directly at Xin Zhuo.

……

"Hum—"

At this moment, the three-foot Qingfeng sword in the hand of Zhang Yuchen, a disciple of the Great Sect of Zhuxian, crossed a mysterious arc, and the power of Yin and Yang Taiji in the Lingtai Realm was blessed, turning into a sword light and slashing down, without any fancy.

The sword light has not yet fallen, and it has turned into thirty-six brilliant sword rays, and the road is like a long river, even if it splits a mountain, it is not a problem.

However, that's not all, the three-color demon wind behind him was silent, rolling towards Xin Zhuo himself, as fast as lightning.

The three-color demon wind can pollute the human body, make people's true qi stagnant, and it is difficult to hold themselves.

This person is mainly based on sword moves, supplemented by the three-color demon wind, which is considered a supreme move, and if he loses his caution in the first day of Xianlingtai, he will also die.

actually made a sword to kill Xin Zhuo.

"Whew-"

Xin Zhuo is indeed no longer without moves, the heavenly black sword on his waist is out of the sheath, and then into the sheath, like a beginner martial artist who just pulls out and re-enters the sheath to practice the art of drawing a sword.

The body never moved.

However, the three-color demon wind and sword light that filled the hall disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Yuchen's face in mid-air turned pale, his brocade clothes were split in four or five, and he flew out on his back naked, and he was hit by seventeen swords in his chest, and the sword wound was not deep, but the blood flowed like a note.

"Poof—"

Blood from his mouth and body splattered and spilled to the ground.

"This ......"

Many martial artists under the Lingtai realm were stunned, and their eyes were still on Zhang Yuchen's domineering swordsmanship, the manifestation of divine body and supernatural powers, and Xin Zhuo, who stood on the ground and never moved, and the result was ...... That's it!

Draw your sword! Sheath!

Zhang Yuchen of Lingtai was defeated?

Only the masters of the various sects and Chen Changsheng, Nie Shenghuan, Deng Shanling and others had their pupils shrinking slightly.

In just a moment, in fact, Xin Zhuo had already captured all the traces of Zhang Yuchen's moves, and before the opponent's moves were fully released, he made the first move, forcibly suppressing it with a high realm, which was extremely fast, it seemed that there was only one sword, but in fact it was seventeen swords!

"Xuantian Sword Technique" Mahayana is integrated and used to the extreme, and the swordsmanship can be multiplied several times, and his sword moves are unheard of, like Liu Qingfeng's lore swordsmanship, and like a fusion of other swordsmanship, that is, complex and changeable, and fierce.

As for Zhang Yuchen's three-color demon wind, he didn't care about it at all, because if he defeated his people, the divine body manifestation and divine power would naturally dissipate!

This is not only self-confidence, but also domineering!

"Oops......"

The sixteen nobodies who challenged Xin Zhuo before were relieved that Xin Shaozhang was really playing with us!!!

Haotian Sect, Xie Wujiang also took a deep breath and said: "I still can't see the level of Xin Zhuo's means, I only know that this person's observation and calmness can be called a demon, and the mastery of swordsmanship and mental techniques is perfect, subtle and subtle, so as to respond to all changes!"

Chen Changsheng chuckled: "How sure are you?"

It refers to the fact that he is now somewhat sure of defeating Sindra now.

Xie Wujiang's face was cold, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer: "Even so, there are eight points!"

……

"He's a genius, but I'm still nine points sure to beat it!"

Deng Shanling chuckled.

……

"Eight points to beat it!"

Nie Shenghuan looked at his nose and nose and heart.

……

"Eight points can beat him!"

Wu Yingyue smiled indifferently.

……

"The mastery of swordsmanship and mental techniques is so wonderful that he is an opponent, but the disciple is still nine points sure to kill him!"

The west gate of the Confucian Immortal Pavilion blows rain and looks at his sword.

……

"Very sure to kill it!"

Zhuxian Dazong flew over, looked at his junior brother who was only wearing big pants and fell to the ground, his eyes closed slightly.

……

Everyone is not without a target, as soon as the master makes a move, you can know the way and depth of this person's hands, combined with what they have heard, heard and seen, and the other party's teacher, they are naturally confident.

"Smack!"

At this time, Zhang Yuchen fell to the ground, and drew out more than three feet, his face was pale, and he jumped up, his chest rising and falling.

Seventeen swords, not to the point where they can't afford to be seriously injured, but it's insulting!

Xin Zhuo smiled at this time, bowed his hand, and saluted around: "Under the bow, wait for a while!"

Turning around and leaving, when he passed by the seat of the Dao Zhen sect, he found that Dao Zhen Master and Bai Zong had left at some point.

After thinking about it, he walked out of the main hall through the back door.

Xin Zhuo left, the hall was still silent, and many people were still immersed in the scene just now, including the master Liu Qingfeng, who needed to measure the means of his disciples in an all-round way, and what the probability of winning in the next challenge was.

At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed: "There are words on the ground!"

Thousands of people heard the sound and looked, only to see that in the middle of the main hall, Xin Zhuo and seventeen people were sparring, and sixteen words were dyed by the blood spilled by Zhang Yuchen-

"The heavens are swinging, the martial arts are prosperous, and all the kings are encouraged, what is the difference?"

(End of chapter)