After the martial competition, the three major sects quickly held a literary competition.

The Cloud Mist Sect was the only one in the battle that Ye Chuan participated in, but the Xuanding Gate and the Five Dunmen were elite, and they sent hundreds of people to appear on the stage. Unlike Wubi, Wenbi only has one chance, and whoever walks the furthest and holds the longest in the Stonehenge will win.

As the whistle sounded, the elites of the Xuanding Gate and the Five Escape Sects rushed in, but Ye Chuan stood still, waiting for the people from the two major sects to enter for a while, and then walked in slowly.

Inside the chaotic stone formation, as soon as you break in, there are many illusions, but you can't detect any mysteries outside the array, and you can see the movement inside clearly.

The elites of the Five Escape Sect concentrated on the competition, and they all flew in to break in, but the people of the Xuanding Gate were different, and they quickly divided into two groups after breaking into the chaotic stone formation. Half of the people rushed in, competing with the disciples of the Five Dun Sect, but the other half obviously slowed down or even stopped, and one by one the swords were unsheathed and murderous. Obviously, there is another task, to intercept and kill Ye Chuan in the Chaotic Stone Formation!

"No, Senior Brother is in danger!"

"This mean old dog!"

Outside the stone formation, the fat man, Zhu Sijia and others became nervous. After losing the martial arts, Tuoba Xiong was completely shameless, and he made no secret of his attempt to kill Ye Chuan!

With the cultivation of the martial arts realm, Ye Chuan was already dangerous in the chaotic stone formation, and now, coupled with the interception and killing of many Xuanding Sect masters, wouldn't it be dangerous and dangerous?

Outside the chaotic stone formation, there was no sound, not only the disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect, but even the people from the Xuanding Sect and the Five Dun Sect widened their eyes, and their eyes did not blink, to see if Ye Chuan, the senior disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect, was going to break in, or if he wisely took the initiative to give up and quickly withdraw before he had gone far.

Of course, Ye Chuan didn't give up, and continued to walk inside, still slowly unaware of the danger ahead. Outside the chaotic stone formation, the fat man and the others screamed and reminded loudly, but Ye Chuan was still the same, and the voice couldn't reach at all.

A disciple of the Xuanding Sect who was lying in ambush behind the chaotic stones suddenly pounced and stabbed Ye Chuan's eyebrows with a sword.

The sword light is like a rainbow, this Xuanding Sect disciple's cultivation is not shallow, and a three-foot sword light emerges from the tip of the sword, and the killing speed of a sword stabbing like a python is amazing, but Ye Chuan's counterattack is faster. Outside the Stone Formation, people saw a knife slash through the air, and then, the Xuanding Sect disciple who suddenly attacked fell, and his throat was cut by a blade as thick as a thin piece of paper.

Within easy reach, one blow is deadly, no second move is required! Kill or be killed!

That's what you do!

Ye Chuan's face was calm, he didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, and continued to walk forward slowly. Many people couldn't even see clearly how he made a move, but a few real masters had constricted their pupils and saw a thin blade with a handle tumbling between Ye Chuan's fingers. Four on the left hand, four on the right hand, a total of eight, killing people invisibly!

This is Ye Chuan's real strength?

Who said that the cultivation of the great disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect was mediocre, and even most of the outer disciples were inferior?

People were shocked and witnessed the strength of Ye Chuan, the great disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect. Many people who had been clamoring that Ye Chuan was a coward who wanted to challenge him quickly fell silent. Ye Chuan's cultivation doesn't look very good, only the martial artist sevenfold, but seeing him kill an elite of the Xuanding Sect with his own eyes, the elite disciples of the monk duo are not completely sure when they fight against Ye Chuan!

The eight sharp blades that rolled between Ye Chuan's fingers shocked the disciples of the three sects, and no one knew that there was a knife hidden under his tongue, which was an even more deadly lore.

Another Xuanding Sect disciple rushed out and ambushed Ye Chuan, who looked defenseless.

In the chaotic stone formation, the sword flashed.

Ye Chuan continued to walk slowly inside, walking very slowly, but the pace was steady, and the distance of each step was exactly the same. After taking three steps, the ambushed disciple fell to the ground with a bang and died of anger. There were no wounds on his body, only a thin knife mark on his throat, and wisps of blood slowly oozed out.

The disciples of the Xuanding Sect who stayed behind to ambush pounced one after another, and some even pounced at the same time, joining forces to ambush Ye Chuan, who was walking slowly. But even if a few people went up together, no one could stop Ye Chuan's progress, and behind him, a corpse was left behind.

The fat man, Zhu Sijia and the others, who were originally so nervous that their hearts were about to jump out, became excited one by one and cheered together with the other Cloud Mist Sect disciples.

The people of Xuanding Gate and Wudumen were silent, especially Xuanding Gate, their faces were tense.

Tuoba Xiong's face was gloomy, and every time a Xuanding Sect disciple fell in the chaotic stone formation, his eyelids jumped. It was not that he was distressed by the fall of one elite disciple after another, but that he was shocked by Ye Chuan's strength, shocked and angry. I really didn't expect that Ye Chuan, a famous and mediocre senior disciple of the Cloud Mist Sect in the past, would hide it deeply, not only would he pretend to be a stupid yin person with excellent wisdom, but his strength was also amazing, and even he couldn't see it.

It didn't take long for almost all the people left by Xuandingmen to intercept and kill, and those who were still alive were not cultivators, but wisely hid and did not dare to make a move.

The illusions of the chaotic stone formation were numerous, and the masters of the Xuanding Gate and the Five Escape Sect who were struggling to rush forward gradually slowed down, some people continued to rush forward, and more people began to stagnate, trapped in the phantom array and unable to extricate themselves. Some people drew their swords and slashed at the void, some laughed, some cried like crazy, and from time to time some people were shocked out.

Ye Chuan still walked forward slowly, others were out of the way and worked hard, but he was strolling in this ancient magic circle. The pace is not fast, but the distance between him and the person who rushes to the front gradually decreases. Then, under the incredulous gaze of the people, it slowly transcended the past, almost straight across the entire circle.

The further you go in, the more powerful the Stone Formation becomes, and the most powerful Xuanding Sect and Wudun Sect disciples are all stagnant in the end, not to see who can cross the magic array, but to see who holds on the longest in the array. Looking at Ye Chuan, who came out of the other side of the Chaotic Stone Formation and still had a relaxed face, the disciples of the three factions were dumbfounded, and Tuoba Xiong was stunned.

A real human realm master may not be able to cross the Chaotic Stone Formation so easily, and it is precisely because of this that it will be used as a venue for Wenbi, how did Ye Chuan do it?

The second elder of the Cloud Mist Sect, Nangong Ren, was also a little stunned, Ye Chuan was well versed in herb cultivation and alchemy, he knew this, he had read too many books. But when did this personal disciple of the head senior brother become so proficient in the magic circle? Is this really the cowardly and withdrawn sect disciple Ye Chuan who can step on anyone?

"Excuse me, my lord, but I won again. Where is the promised mine?"

Ye Chuan walked over to Tuoba Bear with a smile and a relaxed expression. The elites of Xuanding Gate and Wudumen who were shocked by the chaotic stone formation had blue noses and swollen faces, and even fell unconscious, but he didn't have anything to do, as if he was just walking inside.

For the disciples of the three sects, the chaotic stone henge on the eagle's beak cliff was a forbidden place, and after breaking in, there were many illusions. But for Ye Chuan, it's really nothing. This so-called ancient magic circle was just a kind of supernatural power used by masters of the Saint Realm millions of years ago, and the higher the cultivation level after breaking in, the greater the resistance, but ordinary people and cultivators of the Martial Realm were not affected and could travel unhindered.

Over the years, those who broke into the Chaotic Stone Henge were all masters among the disciples of the three factions, and those who had almost cultivated did not dare to approach. No one thought that it was actually very simple to cross this magic circle, so simple that no one knew about it and no one dared to think about it.

Tuoba Xiong's face was as black as ink, Wubi lost, and Wenbi also lost. This big competition was full of fanfare, but in the end, it was empty-handed and all the faces were lost!

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