Yang Chenyu stared at the two flying swords, and then turned to stare at Yun Hong, as if staring at a monster.

Half ringing.

Only then did he come up with a sentence: "Controlling two spirit weapon flying swords, can you burst the strongest strength of the flying sword at the same time?"

"Can't do it. Yun Hong shook his head slightly: "Manipulating the flying sword is too much of a burden on the divine soul, and the two flying swords can only maintain seventy percent of the power when they are manipulated at the same time." ”

Divine thoughts manipulate flying swords, not more and more manipulations.

If a magic weapon wants to have enough power, on the one hand, the quality of the magic weapon itself must be high enough, on the other hand, it must be infused with enough true yuan, and it must also attract the power of heaven and earth.

And the higher the quality of the flying sword, the greater the mental energy consumed if you want to control it perfectly.

The monk of the Immortal Realm has finally just stepped on the immortal path.

So.

Under normal circumstances, even a Immortal Realm Consummation Cultivator would generally only manipulate one or two magic weapons, and it was very rare to manipulate multiple magic weapons.

Like the last time the Supreme Elder of the Xuanyang Sect gathered three hundred ordinary spirit weapon flying swords at one time, firstly because he was a true immortal and his strength was strong enough, and secondly, because there were twelve immortals who attracted the auxiliary blessings of the Xuanyang Great Array, so he could barely do it.

looked at Yun Hongman's nonchalant look.

Moment.

Yang Chenyu recalled that a hundred years ago, when he stepped into the Upper Immortal Realm, it took a year to cultivate his soul to the level of divine thoughts, and when he could really fully control a flying sword, he had already broken through the Upper Immortal Realm for two years, and as for controlling two flying swords, it was already barely done in the middle of the Upper Immortal Realm.

At that time, more than ten years had passed since he stepped into the Upper Wonderland.

And Yunhong.

In just a few days of breakthrough, he did what he had only done for more than a decade.

"Demons. Yang Chenyu shook his head slightly.

In the past, Yang Chenyu didn't quite understand what the word 'demon' meant, and he felt that the door master Dongfang Wudu was still within his understanding.

However, from his own apprentices, Yang Chenyu really felt the irreparable gap.

Of course.

Yang Chenyu didn't know that Yun Hong's soul had grown so fast, mainly relying on the physical cultivation of the Divine Pattern Realm and the three Yuan Spirit Pills.

"Yunhong, what is the diameter of your dantian space. Yang Chenyu couldn't help but say.

"Ninety feet. Yun Hong said honestly.

Yang Chenyu didn't say a word.

He suddenly felt that it was better for him not to be a disciple anymore, so as not to be hit again.

After a long sigh of relief.

Yang Chenyu smiled again, the higher Yun Hong's talent, the happier he was.

"You have such a talent, your strength should be stronger than your Senior Brother Wu Qin. Yang Chenyu looked at Yun Hong: "However, it may not be Gongsun Ren's opponent." ”

"Isn't he only twenty-four years old?" Yun Hong's eyes flashed with surprise.

It's only been a few years since he stepped into the Upper Wonderland, how strong can he be?

"Gongsun Ren is extraordinary, although he has only been an immortal for five years, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of the immortal realm, and the most important thing is.... He comprehended two potentials. Yang Chenyu said solemnly.

Yun Hong was stunned.

Twenty-four years old, in the middle of the fairyland, comprehending two potentials?

So powerful?

It seems that he still underestimates the heroes of the world.

.....

At the end of April, before summer, the breeze was blowing, and it was still a little cool.

But.

In the vast wasteland in the north of Dongyang County, at this moment, hundreds of thousands of spectators who had rushed from the city to watch the peak duel between the sect and the younger generation of disciples of Xingyan Palace.

On the vast wasteland, the vast ring with a width of 300 zhang is two meters above the ground, extremely smooth, and the invisible formation blessing makes the entire ring extremely strong.

At the same time, hundreds of thousands of spectators in the three directions of the north and southwest were just able to see the situation in the ring clearly.

Thousands of sergeants maintained order.

On the high platform built due east, there were more than ten figures, all of them exuding a powerful aura, and it was the high-level members of the two major sects, each of whom was an immortal.

on a vast wasteland.

"Wu Lin!"

"Wu Lin!"

The cries of hundreds of thousands of people swept through the sky like a tsunami.

This time, those who are qualified to watch the battle are either the family members of the sect disciples in Dongyang County, or the martial artists, among the hundreds of thousands of people, the martial artists alone are close to 100,000.

The passion and blood of hundreds of thousands of people can be felt by everyone in the wasteland, and it makes the three figures sitting on the Dongfang Taigao platform look solemn.

The three of them, all of whom belonged to the Shangxian of the Xingyan Palace, were all staring at the battle in the ring below quite solemnly.

Now.

In the vast ring, two burly figures, one holding a long knife and the other a heavy sword, were engaged in a crazy hand-to-hand collision.

"Keng~" "Keng~"

The swords collided, and the two forces of heaven and earth continued to collide, hitting each other hard again and again, and the air waves shot in all directions, flying sand and rocks for a while, and countless cracks appeared on the solid ground.

"Ying Yuan, you will definitely lose today. The strong man in green armor, who was holding a long sword with a height of nearly two meters, roared and roared, and suddenly jumped down, and the sword in his hand soared rapidly.

"Wu Lin. ”

"Wu Lin. ”

Among the hundreds of thousands of spectators, at this moment, countless people stood up directly, roared suddenly, and tried their best to cheer for Wu Lin.

"This is the time. A trace of coldness flashed in Ying Yuan's eyes, who was wearing black soft armor, and the long knife in his hand slashed suddenly, and his speed skyrocketed instantly, slashing towards Wu Lin in an instant.

"So fast. ”

Wu Lin's complexion changed, and at this moment, Ying Yuan's knife speed accelerated.

"Keng~" In a hurry, Wu Lin's body suddenly fell, the sword momentum changed, and he stubbornly blocked the sudden attack of a knife, and the whole person was also chopped backwards.

The center of gravity is unstable.

"Die!" Ying Yuan roared, his eyes were full of ferocity, how could he not seize such an opportunity?

"Block. ”

Wu Lin was completely crazy, and the sword in his hand waved, like a long river of swords, trying his best to resist.

"Keng~Keng~Keng~" The lightning collision of the two masters of the realm of potential made the ring reinforced by the formation tremble, but Wu Lin was split step by step and retreated.

His strength is not as good as Ying Yuan, just now he carelessly fell into the downwind, and he can't recover the decline, every time he takes a step back, Ying Yuan's momentum will be stronger.

After blocking nine knives in a row.

"Get out~" Ying Yuan's face was hideous, and he roared angrily, the battle knife in his hand carried an unrivaled might, and instantly bombarded Wu Lin's battle sword.

"Bang~"

Wu Lin couldn't bear it anymore, with a muffled snort, the spirit weapon sword in his hand was split and flew away, and the whole person was even more chopped upside down, falling heavily to the ground.

"Poof~" Wu Lin lay on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahahaha~.... Haha~"

Ying Yuan, who was holding a war knife, stood in the ring, laughed wildly, and immediately roared: "The fourth, who else can play in the Extreme Dao Gate, and who else!"

Ying Yuan infused the true qi of the voice, echoing in the vast wasteland and echoing in the ears of hundreds of thousands of spectators.

Time.

The night sparrow is silent.

Because.

Warrior Duel.... They have lost four games in a row.

"Lost again. ”

"The four True Inheritance disciples, all of them are masters of the Realm of Potential, and in the wheel battle, they can't even win against a disciple of the Star Yan Palace?"

"Could it be that the gap between my Extreme Dao Sect and the Star Yan Palace is so big?"

For a time, the hundreds of thousands of spectators in the wasteland could not accept this result.

It's normal to lose, everyone knows that Xingyan Palace is the number one immortal gate in the world.

However, this was a terrible loss.

....

On the high platform in the east.

The nine immortals on the side of the Extreme Dao Gate all had gloomy faces.

There are more than twenty potential realm martial artists in the Extreme Dao Sect, but there are only six potential realm masters under the age of twenty-six, and only four stay in the sect.

Now, the four of them have played in a row, which is equivalent to a wheel battle, but they still can't defeat Ying Yuan, which is equivalent to Ying Yuan alone sweeping the younger generation of martial artists of the Extreme Dao Sect.

Gap.

It's too big.

And the three immortals of Xingyan Palace looked at each other, and a trace of joy flashed in the depths of their eyes, which was exactly the effect they were expecting.

.....

"Jidao Gate, the world's famous door, the master of the Oriental Gate is the person I worship, but the younger disciples under his command are really disappointing. ”

Ying Yuan held the war knife in his hand, roared angrily, and his voice poured into the True Yuan throughout the audience: "I, Ying Yuan, have come from Xingyan Palace thousands of miles away, and I am eager to fight with the top geniuses of my generation, not to kill time with these wastes. ”

This moment.

on a vast wasteland.

Hundreds of thousands of spectators, in an uproar!

"He's insulting me. ”

"Kill him,"

The faces of countless spectators showed a look of anger, in their hearts, the sect was above everything else, how could they allow a person to be bullied like this, even if the other party was a disciple of the Xingyan Palace.

"Hahaha~" Ying Yuan laughed wildly: "If you are not convinced, then send the top genius to defeat me! Defeat me, and I will admit that I was wrong." ”

In the vast wasteland, the sound suddenly became quieter.

This.

It's the world of warriors.

Not convinced,

Then hit.

If you can't beat it, you have to let the other party insult and bully, fists, that's the truth.

"Before I came, I heard that there is a peerless genius in the Extreme Dao Sect, named Yun Hong, who was even a master of the Cutting Power Realm, and I came this time to challenge him!" Ying Yuan said in a low voice: "I thought he would play, but I really didn't think about it, I didn't show up from beginning to end, to be honest, it's not terrible to lose, but if you don't even have the courage to play, how can you dare to be called a martial artist?" ”

Ying Yuan's voice rumbled and spread in all directions.

"Damn, I really want to go up and kill him. ”

"Where's Yunhong?"

"Yes, where did Yun Hong go? Isn't he a true disciple?"

Yun Hong went up and slaughtered him. ”

"Yun Hong has just returned to the sect, and the other True Transmission disciples have played, why doesn't he play?"

"Could it be that Yun Hong is really afraid of Ying Yuan, or is it that Yun Hong's rumored record is fake? He doesn't have that kind of strength at all?"

Some cursed, others looked puzzled.

Ying Yuan in the ring became more and more arrogant, enjoying the pleasure of being watched by everyone, he had already received a promise from the sect, and if the task was completed in this battle, the sect would give him a rich reward.

Suddenly.

That's when it happened.

Shout~

A burst of cyan rainbow light shot from the sky, the speed was incredible, and in the blink of an eye, it shot in front of Ying Yuan.

"Not good. ”

The complacent Ying Yuan's face changed, and the war knife in his hand slashed out like lightning.

The knife was as fast as lightning, and it instantly struck the cyan rainbow light.

"Peng~"

Ying Yuan only felt a big mountain fall down, and the whole person was instantly thrown away by the impact of cyan rainbow light, blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately, he raised his head in horror and said angrily: "Flying Sword! It's an immortal!"

Above the wasteland.

Hundreds of thousands of spectators looked at this scene in great astonishment, and immediately, many of them saw a white-robed figure streak across the sky, and in an instant, they came to the top of the ring.

"Immortals. ”

"Immortals. ”

Hundreds of thousands of spectators exclaimed.

I saw that a flash of cyan rainbow light swirled in the air, and the light soared, piercing the sky, and screaming again to assassinate Ying Yuan, who was already seriously injured and staying on the ground.

Ying Yuan's complexion changed drastically.

"Boom~" A black-robed young man instantly rushed out from the high platform.

Sou~

With a wave of his hand, a black rainbow light shot out, slashing through the sky, and instantly collided with the cyan rainbow light.

"Boom~"

The two rainbow lights collided in an instant, like a meteor colliding, causing the air to explode, and the rolling waves of air hit all directions, scattering the entire ring.

Immediately, two rainbow rays of light flew back in front of each autonomous.

It's all flying swords.

"Martial arts competition, even want to go to the immortals to intervene, is this the consistent method of the Extreme Dao Sect?" The black-robed young man was suspended in the air, far away from the white-robed youth.

Beneath his deep voice was a chilling rage.

"Naturally, the immortals should not meddle in the battle of martial artists. The white-robed youth was suspended in the sky, like a god, not afraid of the black-robed youth at all, and his voice was indifferent and ruthless.

Then, the voice of the white-robed young man suddenly froze: "But, what if the martial artist insults the immortal first?"

"Huh?" The black-robed young man frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Who are you?"

"Extreme Dao Gate, Yunhong!" The white-robed young man's voice was cold, mighty, and spread all over the heavens and the earth, causing hundreds of thousands of martial artists to show a look of consternation.

The black-robed young man's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

——

ps: Three more, this chapter is almost 4,000 words, it's three more, in fact, it adds up to tens of thousands of words, I hope the brothers will have a good time.

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