The fifth level, the three-headed machine tiger, pass!

The sixth level, the four-headed machine tiger, pass!

The seventh level, the Trap Dragon!

The audience was in an uproar, and the voices were in an uproar.

This is the fourth martial artist in Yangang to break through the seventh level this year!

Regardless of whether this white-clothed swordsman has passed the seventh level or not, he has already been with the young gang leader of the Bule Gang, 'Ben Thunder Hand, Yuwentai, the contemporary master sister of Liuhemen', 'Red-clothed Sword Rain, Wen Thirteen Niang, and the young master of the Zhao family' Hutian Beast, Zhao Daochen is a level of character.

"Aqing, what do you think?"

Yuwentai sat on the chair, looked at Chen Yuyan below, and asked the young man sitting next to him sideways.

This young man is the member of the Bule Gang who just spoke out in the restaurant to support Chen Yuyan, and his name is Yu Qing.

Yu Qing shook his head and said:

"This man is very strong, at least in the use of knives, I am no match for him."

Yu Qing is also a martial artist of the [Sword Sequence], but unlike Chen Yuyan, he has not killed a person except for the promotion ceremony, and he also carries the family heirloom Jingxin Jade Ruyi on his body, and he is not greatly affected by the special "anger".

However, in order to vent his anger, Yu Qing still came to this organ ring every two or three days to find a trap beast to fight.

His best result so far is the sixth hurdle.

Facing the siege of the four-headed machine tiger, Yu Qing fought off three of them, and was thrown down by the last machine tiger biting his thigh.

But just now, the white-clothed swordsman at the bottom only used four knives to cut through the four Trap Tigers.

"Do you know where you're off?"

Yu Wentai asked casually.

"He's sensed the intent, and I haven't."

Yu Qing thought about it and replied like this.

Hearing this, Yu Wentai smiled, shook his head and said:

"You're wrong, although this young man below showed the aura of sword intent, but he didn't use the sword intent in the first few levels."

"You only saw his sword technique, but you didn't see other aspects: the close and subtle horizontal practice, and Xiao Cheng's body technique."

"You can defend when you retreat, you can attack when you advance, your own defense is still strong and scary, and there are almost no shortcomings!"

"This is the real reason why this swordsman was able to break through to the seventh level, and even a few months ago, I was far inferior to him."

After listening to Yu Wentai's words, Yu Qing couldn't help but hesitate a little, and couldn't help asking:

"But he's just an ordinary swordsman who doesn't know what to say, except for his outstanding appearance, is he really as strong as you say?"

Yu Wentai sighed and said quietly:

"The rivers and lakes are so big, and there are as many junjie as carps across the river."

"Yangang is just a small place after all, although Zhou Daochen and Wen Sanniang and I are top martial arts geniuses here, they can't even make it to the Qingyun List."

"Remember, we must always be humble and revere martial arts."

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Chen Yuyan's face was solemn, his eyes were like torches, staring closely at the machine dragon in front of him, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

This dragon is modeled after the pinnacle of Mohist mechanics, the "Four Spirits Green Dragon".

The whole body is pitch black, the scales are made of black iron, and the body length is nearly three zhang, just standing in the ring, it occupies a small half of the position.

But Chen Yuyan really felt that the internal force emanating from this organ dragon was only the level of the exterior scene. ….

What kind of monster is this...... I don't know how the Mo family made this thing.

Chen Yuyan couldn't help but think in his heart.

The wind was blowing under his feet, and he flew on the light grass, and in an instant, he came to the back of the Trap Dragon, stepping on the scales on its body and running up.

Like this kind of trap beast, the general weakness is the energy core of the head, and as long as the head is cut off, it basically loses the ability to continue fighting.

Since being promoted to [Mou Sequence] Deep Pollution, Chen Yuyan's understanding has been strengthened again.

Coupled with the diligent study and hard practice during this period of time, the congenital C-class light skill "Flying on the Grass" has also been

was cultivated by him to a small success.

Therefore, his current speed is not trivial!

In just a few breaths, Chen Yuyan had already come to the head of the Jiaolong, took out the Yan Ling knife, and cut it off with one sword.

The knife smashed on the black iron skull, making a golden stone sound.

Chen Yuyan only felt a huge backlash coming from the Yanling knife in his hand, which made his mouth numb.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, Chen Yuyan did not entangle, and jumped back to the ground one by one.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue attacking, it's that the Trap Dragon has already begun to move.

Relying on his huge body, the organ dragon unscrupulously threw his head out, if it wasn't for Chen Yuyan's timely jump just now, it is estimated that he would have been thrown out of the ring directly by the former.

In addition to the slower speed, the strength and defense of this machine dragon are almost impossible for the martial artists of the outer realm to compete.

Chen Yuyan carefully observed the whole body of the mechanical dragon, looking for its flaws.

No wonder Yuwentai and they all lost at this level.

It's really tricky.

Chen Yuyan had just stepped out of one foot, and suddenly there was a wind behind him, and a tail wrapped in the power of a thousand jun quickly slapped from behind him, and its strength seemed to be able to shoot him directly into meat sauce!

Feeling tense in his heart, Chen Yuyan hurriedly retreated quickly, dodging and jumping out of the attack range of the dragon's tail.

It's not the slender wooden tail of the Trap Tiger, which can only tickle him.

The bluestone slabs in the ring that had been slapped by the machine dragon were full of cracks.

Shine on the delusional eye!

Chen Yuyan unleashed his delusional eyes, looking for the weakness of the Trap Dragon while dodging the attack.

Suddenly, he suddenly accelerated, and his whole body rushed out like a cheetah.

The big thick and powerful hand tightly grasped the scales of the Trap Dragon, and flexibly climbed up.

Chen Yuyan's wrist was tight, his palm was thick and heavy, strong and powerful, like an iron tong, tightly grasping the scales on the body of the Jiaolong, and a few dodges rushed to the place where he had chopped.

Luo Shen Fu Shengxia!

It was as if there was a blazing, intoxicating red glow of fire, spreading and jumping at the end of the open and boundless earth, inexorably cutting off the long night of the grassland in the far east.

That long night was the pitch-black hard skull of the Trap Dragon!

After the knife, the head of the Trap Dragon was still undamaged.

But Chen Yuyan already felt that the touch coming from the Yanling knife was no longer the same.

One knife is not enough, just two, three, four, five, six knives!

And all of them have to hit the same part.

This effect is like hitting a city gate with a siege log, no matter how strong the gate is, it will collapse after so many impacts.

Break the face with a point!

This is the purpose of Chen Yuyan!

The machine dragon roared, its body continued to rotate, and it threw Chen Yuyan down again.

Half an hour passed.

The martial artists in the audience couldn't take their eyes off it, staring closely at the embarrassed figure jumping up and down on the machine dragon.

Chen Yuyan's whole body joints gurgled, and his body had involuntarily twisted over, but he still climbed onto the head of the machine dragon again.

He didn't know how many knives he had cut in this place.

Chen Yuyan's eyes were fierce, determined to end this battle completely this time!

Yan Ling knife was held in front of his chest, Chen Yuyan breathed deeply and slowly inhaled, spit out a mouthful of turbidity, and his eyes were shining!

Knife intent: Once the spring is full of red face!

Brilliant sword light fell from above the nine heavens, and the sharp blade sank straight into the head of the Trap Dragon.

In an instant, the huge body collapsed with a bang.

At this moment, it seemed that half of the nearby street suddenly fell silent.

Immediately, it was like grease being thrown into a hot pan, and an earth-shattering sound erupted! .

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