The Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Road is surrounded by green grass and trees, and it is full of extremely abundant spiritual power.

"This is really a good place to cultivate."

The disciples secretly exclaimed in their hearts, their eyes revealing surprise.

Soon, under the leadership of Yun Qingyuan, everyone came to the top of Wanjian Mountain, and the next moment, the atmosphere also changed.

Yun Qingyuan frowned, and when he saw the familiar person, his expression was very unnatural, and a middle-aged man came slowly.

Some old disciples of the Xuanfu were staring at it when they saw it, this was none other than Zou Tian, the dean of the Immortal Mansion.

Frowning Tian was dressed in a golden robe, and just by raising his hand and breathing, he could make people feel an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

His eyes swept over every disciple of the Xuan Mansion who participated in the palace competition, and said with a smile: "Dean Yun, I haven't seen you for a year, but it's good lately." ”

Some of the disciples felt a feeling of suffocation when they felt this gaze, but an inconspicuous young man in the corner attracted the attention of Wrinkling Sky.

When Wrinkling Sky looked at the young man, Chen Yu also happened to look at him, but soon, he withdrew his gaze.

"Interesting, interesting." Wrinkled Sky whispered.

Yun Qingyuan stared at Fu Tian and said, "Dean Wrinkle, you don't have to worry too much, let's take care of yourself!" ”

The atmosphere became tense during the conversation between the two sides, and the disciples on both sides also secretly fought with each other, even if they had a look, they had to suppress a few points.

After a short confrontation, the two sides returned to their own planes, waiting for the start of Fubi, and before that, there were still some respected and powerful elders who had not yet arrived.

"Hahaha, in a year, it's really fleeting."

A hearty laugh came from not far away.

As the voice fell, a gray-haired middle-aged man walked out, and behind him, followed by several old men with white beards, they were dressed in uniform golden robes, and their strength was unfathomable, all of them were led by the middle-aged man in front.

Chen Yu fixed his eyes and saw that he recognized the man as the third-floor chief who had appeared on the cloud boat a year ago.

Wan Qingsan also spotted Chen Yu for the first time, nodded lightly to him, and led a group of elders to his place.

The next moment, many powerful people with identity were moving closer to him, all thinking that they could rub it off, after all, the identity and place of Wan Pavilion were no less than those of Xianfu and Xuanfu.

With the arrival of some characters one after another, Fubi also opened the curtain, and the atmosphere suddenly entered the white heat, and the crowd gradually became hot.

For the sake of a certain degree of fairness, each session of the government competition has to invite a group of highly respected cultivators, in order to avoid not admitting accounts after losing, or fabricating facts.

To a certain extent, these invited viewers are not bound by the university, and it is precisely in this way that they are the ones who are invited.

An old man in a golden robe in the Wan Pavilion walked up to the stage and said slowly: "This session of the government will be reformed compared to us, and there shall be no death battle on the battle platform, if there is, all cultivation will be abolished, and no sects and schools will be allowed to join any sect or academy in eternal life."

"If you insist on a life-and-death battle, you can choose to enter the Ancient Secret Realm, at that time, whether you live or die has nothing to do with everyone."

After saying this, there was a sudden boiling in the field.

In this way, it not only solves the problem of the shortage of disciples who enter the Ancient Secret Realm in each session, but also increases the number of places to enter the Secret Realm for the academy.

Every year, what the students are waiting for is this day, entering the secret realm to obtain the secret treasure and improve their strength.

Some of the disciples in the audience began to regret that they did not participate in this year's Fubi in the first place, and sighed softly.

The golden-robed old man continued: "Both sides can send thirty disciples to fight, each disciple will get a token, according to the token to choose their opponent, remember, there must be no desperate fight on the stage, if found, expelled from the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, never again under the protection of anyone."

When the golden-robed old man repeated this passage again, some disciples who still had a fluke mentality completely interrupted their thoughts.

But since this is the case, the only way to enter the secret realm is to fight hard, where no matter whether you live or die, not only will not be known, but you can be unscrupulous.

At this time, a white light flashed in the hands of each of the disciples who participated in the Fubi, and a token appeared, which was the token that chose their opponent.

Chen Yu looked at his token, which said 0821.

Chen Tianlei on the side saw it and said: "Senior Brother Chen, there are a total of ten battle platforms in Fubi, the first two digits are the serial number of his platform, and the last two digits are what number they have."

"The two sides will send a total of thirty disciples, and two of them will get the same token, if they win, the next one will be disrupted, and continue to start a new round until there are only ten people left."

As an old disciple who participated in the previous sessions, Chen Tianlei explained clearly to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu looked around, there were a total of ten platforms, and according to his own brand, he walked towards platform eight.

When I went to platform eight, there was no opponent, and about half an hour later, a teenager came onto the stage, with disdain in his eyes, staring at Chen Yu with ridicule.

"Zhao Shan?" Chen Yu recognized this young man, and provoked him in Guiyuan City at the beginning, but he was beaten and urinated.

Chen Yu's appearance was quite surprising to lead Zhao Shan, and said with a smile: "Isn't this the eldest young master of the Chen family?" What a coincidence, today I washed away the shame of the day. ”

I thought that I would return to Guiyuan City a year later to find him alone, and it would be best to find an opportunity to kill him, but now he sent it to the door by himself, which made him very happy.

"A defeated general is only a defeated general after all." Chen Yu said calmly.

Zhao Shan was only in the early stage of breaking the Breath Realm, and he was simply vulnerable in front of Chen Yu, and Chen Yu did not reassure him.

"Senior Brother Zhao, cripple him, the disciples of Xuanfu are really arrogant, they don't have much ability, and their tone is not small."

"yes, kill him."

"Brother Chen Yu, come on." Brute cheered up in the audience.

Zhao Xiao stared at Chen Yu coldly, and he already had the victory in his heart.

Chen Yu shook his head helplessly, "If you want to make a move, don't waste our time." ”

Zhao Shan's face turned pale, and the whole person rushed out directly, slamming his fists into Chen Yu's face.

Since you can't kill people on the field, it's always okay to be crippled.

Facing the fists that were as powerful as a tiger, Chen Yu didn't need to draw his sword at all, just as he was near, his figure flashed, and he suddenly disappeared in place.

Zhao Shan's face changed, he panicked for a moment, and immediately turned around and hit Chen Yu's location.

Rumble!

Chen Yu leaned back, easily dodged, and was directly smashed out of a huge crater on the spot, splashing sand and rocks.

Zhao Shan didn't expect Chen Yu's speed to be so fast, and he was a little angry, "You waste, what else do you have to do besides hiding and hiding." ”

Zhao Shan stood up and stared at Chen Yu, his fists clenched tightly, and a trace of phantom condensed from the heart of his fist.

"Senior Brother Zhao actually used this trick, it seems that we have won this battle." An Immortal Mansion disciple exclaimed, a little surprised.

Hearing this, the corners of Zhao Shan's mouth hooked up a touch of arc, and he was very proud in his heart.

After a year of cultivation, Tiger Fist has reached its peak, and with the skillful use of this martial art, it has successfully gained a firm foothold in Xianfu.

And today, he will use this trick to beat Chen Yu half-dead and crippled for life, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Tiger Fist!"

Zhao Shan exploded with a low explosion, and the whole person was like a fierce tiger ready to attack, pounced on Chen Yu, and two fierce and powerful tiger shadows gathered on his fist.

Chen Yu smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and used Ben Thunder, and in an instant, disappeared in place.

As soon as Zhao Shan's face dropped to the freezing point, suddenly, he felt a cold feeling behind him, and he wanted to turn around to resist, but it was too late.

Boom!

Chen Yu punched Zhao Shan in the abdomen, and the powerful impact force shook him directly out of the platform and fell to the ground fiercely.

Zhao Shan's whole person was in shock, he never thought that he would lose to Chen Yu, and it was effortless.

But defeat is defeat, and it is not good for him to continue to shoot, otherwise the consequences are not something he can bear.

He stood up in embarrassment, his face was extremely pale, to be precise, it was caused by Chen Yu's defeat and gritting his teeth fiercely.

Chen Yu didn't even look at him, and walked straight off the stage, waiting for the next game.

On the Immortal Mansion Elder Stage, an old man stared at Chen Yu tightly, and his eyes showed undisguised shock.

How is this possible!

The old man was none other than Elder Bai who had refused Chen Yu to enter the Immortal Mansion at the beginning, he would never believe that a young man who couldn't even gather the spirit cave had grown to such a point now.

You know, it's only been less than a year.

In addition to shock, there is more pity, and even a trace of resentment and danger.

Since he is not from his immortal mansion, he is undoubtedly their opponent, and there is only one result, that is, to prevent them from continuing to grow.

Chen Yu also saw Immortal Mansion Elder Bai at a glance in the crowd, and after only a short moment, he withdrew his gaze and walked to another platform.

At this moment, it was Chen Tianlei who was fighting with a disciple of the Immortal Mansion, and both sides were very strong.

"It's actually Qiu Tu, I heard that he reached the middle stage of the Breaking Realm a year ago."

"Chen Tianlei, as a representative of the disciples of the Xuanfu, his strength will definitely not be too weak."

Chen Tianlei stood tall, his white robe blowing in the wind, and his temperament was like that of a scholar who had read the scriptures, his eyes were staring at each other, and his expression seemed indifferent and calm.

Qiu Tuxiao stared at Chen Tianlei sideways, he was short and thin, coupled with his smile, it made people feel a little uneasy.

"Hehe, come on, the wastes of Xuanfu." Qiu Tu's eyes lit up, his legs rushed towards Chen Tianlei, and above his arms, two sharp claws suddenly appeared, and they grabbed them fiercely.

Chen Tianlei suddenly took out his sword and slashed out with a sword.

The two sides collided together, stirring up firelight, Qiu Tu's figure retreated, and suddenly jumped into the air, an invisible domineering force gathered its claws and dug at Chen Tianlei in the air.

Two invisible attacks rushed towards Chen Tianlei at a rapid pace, and where they passed, layers of qi explosions erupted.

Chen Tianlei stood with his sword in his hand, and in the face of this incomparably powerful blow, he did not retreat but advanced, and his whole body released the momentum of a landslide and tsunami.

Rumble!

A figure flew out upside down, and the disciples in the audience were stunned when they looked at it directly, and even the eyes of the elders on both sides were staring at Chen Tianlei's platform.

"What did you just post?"

"Who the hell lost?"