"The competition begins!" The referee shouted loudly and kicked off the game.

Hou Yao's body was shocked, and the power of the tenth layer of Qi cultivation exploded, and he said proudly: "Chu Yan, you beg for mercy now, I can start a little bit later." ”

"It's just ten layers of Qi training, only one layer stronger than me, what's so good to be proud of?" Chu Yan was also puzzled by Hou Yao's confidence in his confusion.

"But the tenth layer of Qi training?" Hou Yao's eyes were slightly cold, and he snorted: "It's really a big breath, I'm a real tenth-level qi refining layer, not your kind of swallowing pills to pull up a high level of cultivation can be compared." ”

"Hah!" Chu Yan could only smile helplessly at his logic, if this was placed in the foundation building realm and above, it would be an absolute truth, but it would be a little self-righteous if it was placed in the qi cultivation realm.

"Then you can try it!" Chu Yan didn't bother to say much, and directly lined up the nine flying swords behind him, waiting for Hou Yao to make a move.

"Hmph, what if there are many flying swords, the gap in strength is not something that flying swords can make up!"

Hou Yao's sword finger was raised, the storage bag on his waist flashed, and a second-order mid-grade flying sword, with a piercing cold light, shot towards Chu Yan's head as fast as lightning.

"Something to do!" Chu Yan nodded slightly approvingly, the speed of Hou Yao's flying sword had reached the level of the Foundation Building Realm.

Seeing that Hou Yao's flying sword was about to stab his eyebrows, Chu Yan pointed at his sword, and a flying sword roared out, just right to knock Hou Yao's flying sword out.

"Shhhh Good luck. ”

Seeing this, Hou Yao didn't think so, and thought that Chu Yan was lucky, and he was able to block his blow, thinking like this, he was even more proud, and the flying sword in his hand was full of light, and the speed was a little faster.

"Huh!"

Seeing that Hou Yao was energetic, Chu Yan didn't bother to ink with him, and with a sword finger, two flying swords shuttled quickly in the air, and in the next second, a Liangyi sword array appeared in the ring.

"Sword Formation?!" Hou Yao was shocked, gritted his teeth, and the flying sword slammed towards the sword array with the momentum of breaking through the sky, and he wanted to break through the sword formation with brute force.

Rumble!

With a crisp sound, Hou Yao's flying sword was directly exploded out of the ring, and seeing that the sword array was about to kill in front of him, he showed a painful look on his face, and a yellow talisman appeared in his hand.

"Go!"

The talisman fell, and a purple lightning bolt appeared out of thin air, and the powerful power directly blasted the ring out of a big pit, and at the same time broke Chu Yan's Eryi sword array.

"Good chance!"

Seeing Chu Yan's middle door wide open, Hou Yao smiled proudly, the qi practitioner was weak in flesh, as a disciple of Zhanfeng, he also knew it, so he waved his fist and rushed towards Chu Yan with one arrow step.

"Hah!"

Chu Yan was directly happy, he was born as a martial artist, and Hou Yao's thoughts at the moment were clear to him, but melee combat was his life-saving hole card, and now that everyone was watching, he naturally wouldn't show it.

"Go."

The sword finger was raised, and a flying sword behind him came first, stabbing directly at Hou Yao's left leg and wrist, and the other party immediately stumbled, and fell in front of him like a dog gnawing mud.

"Hou Yao, even if you lose, you don't have to make this big gift!"

"You~" Hearing Chu Yan's mockery, Hou Yao was suddenly furious and didn't dare to take care of his injured left leg, struggling to get up and continue fighting.

Boom!

Chu Yan kicked out, hitting Hou Yao's chest, the latter was kicked a few meters on the spot, this is still the situation where he has collected his strength, if he blows with all his strength, it will be easy to kick and break his heart at such a distance.

"Ahh Hou Yao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath suddenly withered a lot, but his eyes were still staring at Chu Yan viciously, and he was bound to distinguish between life and death!

"Enough!" Seeing that Hou Yao was okay and continued to be embarrassed, Hengding shouted loudly, and a gust of wind swept him out of the ring, and said coldly to Chu Yan, "You won this game!" ”

"Take!" Chu Yanqian clasped his fists and saluted, then looked at the rest of the Zhan Feng disciples and said, "Which senior brother is on the stage below?" ”

The disciples of Zhan Feng glanced at each other and set their eyes on the tall disciple in a green robe.

This person's name is Lu Fei, a monk who built the foundation, and the cultivation of the outer gate of Zhan Feng is the highest, and he is also the strongest.

Hou Yao's fiasco just now made Zhan Feng lose face, and now only by quickly defeating Chu Yan with the power of thunder can he save face.

"I'm here for advice!" Lu Fei also understood, jumped into the ring with a somersault, and came to the opposite side of Chu Yan: "Battle peak Lu Fei!" Please advise! ”

"Senior brother, please!"

Building a foundation, Chu Yan didn't take it to heart, after all, he had met all the monks who had built a perfect foundation, not to mention that he was a monk.

"Senior brother, let's invite it first, otherwise you won't have a chance if I make a move." Lu Fei smiled gracefully.

His realm is much higher than Chu Yan, if he is the first to make a move, it will be disgraceful to win, in order to save face, he must attack with his back hand and crush Chu Yan strongly.

"Alright then!" Chu Yan was not pretentious, with a single sword finger, the nine flying swords shuttled vertically and horizontally, and the Nine Palace Sword Formation was formed.

"Suffered!"

Seeing the Nine Palace Sword Formation in front of him, Lu Fei suddenly felt bad, he clearly felt that the power of this Sword Formation was already comparable to that of the Foundation Building Cultivator.

Fortunately, he was not trapped in the sword array, otherwise he would definitely lose if there were two more of them, but unfortunately, the sword formation had been formed, and it would be even more difficult for him to win.

"This son even has a talent for sword formation!" Hengyuan looked at Chu Yan's gaze and became extremely hot.

Heng Xuan was secretly happy in his heart when he saw this, he knew that the position of the Holy Son was afraid that it would be eight or nine and ten, and it would belong to Chu Yan.

Hengding also saw what Hengyuan meant, and he hurriedly said: "Sect Master, although the method of the sword formation can greatly improve the combat power, but its method is too rare, if you want to go further in the future, it is not easy to hope that the sect master will think twice." ”

"Hmm~" Hengyuan's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Rumble!

On the ring, there was a sudden loud noise, which dragged the thoughts of several people again.

At this moment, Lu Fei was struggling to support himself under the Chu Yan Nine Palace Sword Formation, and there was a loud bang just now, which was caused by one of his spiritual fireballs.

He originally wanted to use the Flame Fireball Technique to break Chu Yan's sword formation, but unfortunately his strength was not good, and he could only make some sounds, and he couldn't shake the sword formation at all.

"Nine turns into one!"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Chu Yanjian pointed at the nine flying swords, which rotated rapidly, like a giant grinding disc, with a fierce sword aura, and ran towards Lu Fei.

"Don't, I'll throw in the towel!" Lu Fei knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted to admit defeat.

"Scatter!"

Since the other party had admitted defeat, Chu Yan did not embarrass him, and immediately withdrew the sword formation.

"Senior Brother Lu Fei, you actually lost too!"

"We're defeated?"

One by one, the Zhan Feng disciples had ugly faces, and now that the strongest Lu Fei had been defeated, their Zhan Feng seemed to be really invincible Chu Yan.

"Chu Yan's sword formation technique is really powerful, and even Zhanfeng Lu Fei is not an opponent."

"Lu Fei has been defeated, and Zhan Feng seems to be invincible to Chu Yan."

"No wonder two months ago, Chu Yan dared to speak out to challenge the entire battle peak, it turned out that he had been prepared for a long time."

The disciples of the four peaks talked a lot, but Hengding was a little ugly, and Zhan Feng was discredited this time.

"Elder disciples, please fight!" Ren Fengyu took a step forward and came to Hengding to hold his fist.

"Nonsense, do you still think that my Zhan Feng's face is not enough to be lost?" Hengding frowned and scolded.

Ren Fengyu is an inner disciple, a perfect existence, he makes a move at this moment, even if he defeats Chu Yan, it will be difficult to save face.

"But~" Ren Fengyu wanted to say more, but was stopped by Hengding's stern eyes, so he could only retreat with an uneven face.

"Chu Yan, you have won!" Hengding said this sentence in public with a little helplessness.

"Senior brothers, I have conceded!" Chu Yanqian retreated with his fists clenched.

However, his humble attitude fell in the eyes of the Zhan Feng disciples, and it was indeed full of ridicule, and for a while, all the Zhan Feng disciples couldn't help but have anger on their faces.

"Alas!" Chu Yan could only smile bitterly and shake his head at this situation, he didn't expect that his humble promise would cause public anger.