Lin Yuxue smiled, looking light-hearted, he glanced at the shadow in the crowd under the stage, since ancient times, beauties love heroes, and this ring battle is an opportunity for him to perform.

Zhao Xinyue smiled with her eyebrows, the Tianjiao on the Tianjiao list had to salute when she saw her before, and that level was unattainable for her, and today she didn't last ten moves in the hands of the people who pursued her.

There was a noise in the audience, the ninety-two people on the Tianjiao list were defeated, and the people below ninety-two in the hall were even less qualified to go on stage, and suddenly a black-clothed figure jumped onto the stage, with a tall figure and an extraordinary appearance.

"Wu Ji. "The young man in black clothes raised his hand to salute, neither humble nor arrogant, he was ranked forty-one in the hall, and he had already condensed the invincible Dao heart.

The noisy audience suddenly quieted down as Wu Ji came to the stage, Wu Ji was extremely powerful in the palace, and was once rated as one of the ten most talented people in the Martial Emperor Palace, and he had already comprehended the sword intent.

Lin Yuxue returned the salute, his slender body stood straight, the breeze was blowing, his clothes were fluttering, and he raised his hand to summon the natal spirit soldier 'Night Sword', this Wu Ji is a genius in the way of the sword, and he is qualified to let him play the sword.

"Exquisite Sword Technique, Heavenly Feather Sword Extinguished!"

Wu Ji pointed a little, the golden light sword behind him was instantly unsheathed, and the Dao golden light sword shadow slashed towards Lin Yuxue's everywhere, locking the way to retreat, and the sword slashed towards the vital point, seeing that its momentum had used ten percent of its strength!

As soon as the night sword was blocked in front of his chest, dozens of sparks exploded in an instant, and then Lin Yu's bloody body flashed, and the night sword turned into three arcs in front of him, he bent his palm and waved, and the three long swords roared away, and the space along the way shattered!

"Broken!"

Lin Yuxue said lightly, three sword lights flashed, swimming from thousands of sword shadows, slashing one sword shadow after another, and finally all of them were killed, and the night sword flew back into his hand, trembling slightly, as if asking for merit.

Wu Ji's complexion changed slightly, and he was finally moved, and instantly turned into an afterimage, the sharp sword stabbed at Lin Yuxue, the sword emitted golden light, and the Dao sword intent soared into the sky, piercing the void!

His figure changed again and again, and finally found a flaw in the other party, and used his strongest sword move:

"Exquisite Sword Technique - Piercing Water Drop Stone!"

A sword frost and cold nine heavens away, endless sword light enveloped the entire ring, the sword wind was raging, the space cracked out of the Dao crack, Wu Ji stabbed his back heart with a sword from the weak area of Lin Yuxue's field of vision!

Bai Ye Yuanshen probed into the ring and found that there was a blur, these sword lights were full of sword intent, which could tear apart the power of the Yuanshen, he snorted and withdrew the Yuanshen, waiting for the result.

On the stage, Wu Ji stabbed with a sword, but only rubbed Lin Yuxue's neck, and the sword intent tore out a small blood mark, which scabbed and recovered in an instant, and the next moment Lin Yuxue's wrist flicked, and a backhand sword stabbed out, hitting Wu Ji's throat!

The sword light disappeared, and the ring reappeared in everyone's field of vision, only to see Lin Yuxue with his back to Wu Ji, Wu Ji's golden long sword across his neck, and his backhand sword pointed at Wu Ji's throat, pointing out a blood spot.

"Who won this?"

Everyone in the audience talked about each other, seeing that this posture was a tie, and the Immortal Pilgrim Son was nothing more than that!

Wu Ji was stunned in place, motionless, Lin Yuxue's sword stretched into an inch further, he would definitely die, and his sword that he would kill actually missed and only scratched a little skin.

"I lost!"

Wu Ji spit out a sentence, put the sword into the sheath, Lin Yuxue also put down the night sword, and said with a smile: "Agreed, your sword intent has just started, if you go to the next level, I may not win you." ”

There was a burst of discussion in the audience, Wu Ji, who was forty-one on the Tianjiao list, was actually defeated, in less than a quarter of an hour, and the two only fought for less than ten moves, which brought a great shock to everyone!

Wu Ji condensed his eyebrows and said: "You are very strong, but there are at least three people in the hall whose talents are not weaker than you, but it is a pity that the strongest Lin Zhuoxi did not come, and he is very likely to win you." ”

After the battle just now, Wu Ji has a certain understanding of the combat power of this Immortal Pilgrim Son, and the actual combat power is only comparable to Lin Zhuoxi, and there are at least three people with cultivation talents that are not worse than Lin Yuxue, but it is a pity that it is difficult to catch up with the late cultivation.

When the words fell, Wu Ji jumped out of the ring, and his figure disappeared into the crowd, his sword intent was still at the beginning, and there was still a long way to go before Dacheng, if it wasn't for the Immortal Pilgrimage Son, he wouldn't have gotten out.

He once fought with Li Shixiang, who was third on the Tianjiao list, and lost in ten moves, and in his opinion, only the top ten disciples were qualified to fight with Lin Yuxue.

Following Wu Ji, three more famous Tianjiao challenged Lin Yuxue and were defeated one after another, among which Mo Fan, who ranked sixteenth, fought with Lin Yuxue for eighty-two moves, causing the audience to exclaim.

Mo Fan was defeated, Lin Yuxue nodded in recognition of his combat power, and said, "You can evolve the Immortal Pool for baptism, and come to the Martial Emperor Pavilion to find me in three days!"

Two days later, it happened to be the battle between Senior Brother Bai and Houtuge Zhou Qi, and he decided to return to the Immortal Dynasty after watching this battle, he was particularly curious about this Senior Brother of Bai Ye.

Mo Fan thanked him, jumped out of the ring, left with the wind, and fought with Lin Yuxue, he had some feelings in his heart, and decided to go back to retreat and strive to cultivate to the next level.

"Is there anything else to try?"

Lin Yuxue's eyes swept over the disciples under the stage, his gaze stayed on Bai Ye for a second, and then smiled at Zhao Xinyue, no one came on stage to challenge after a quarter of an hour, he gave a monk salute to the audience, and then jumped out of the ring and came to Zhao Xinyue, and said softly: "Your top ten Tianjiao didn't come, it's a little boring!"

Zhao Xinyue was still immersed in the battles just now, Lin Yuxue's heroic posture deeply shocked her, hearing Lin Yuxue's words, she said in a low voice: "Those people are all martial idiots, dedicated to cultivation, I have only seen four times in the more than two years since I entered the palace, and they are all in the Tianjiao battle." ”

The two chatted for a few words, and Lin Yuxue led her to the place where the elder mentor was standing, and said with a little admiration: "They are all very good, each has its own strengths, I saw that there are a few people in the audience who have a strong breath, why don't they come on stage to have a discussion?"

Like He Ruoyu of Zhurong Pavilion, Hou Junshi of Hundred Soldiers Pavilion and others all came to the audience to watch the battle, among which he was most interested in his little junior brother Bai Ye, but the little junior brother did not want to hear about the world.

Lei Yuan, the Pavilion Master of the Thunder Pavilion, said with a smile: "They only have cultivation in their eyes, and they have disappointed the Holy Son. ”

They also hoped that someone could make a deal with the Immortal Pilgrim and raise the prestige of the Martial Emperor Palace, but unfortunately those people were all martial idiots, and they were not good at interfering with their wishes.

"Does the Holy Son have anyone you like?" said the new elder Pei Qingguan softly, she actually wanted to see Bai Ye's combat strength, but she saw that Bai Ye was standing at the back of the crowd watching the battle from afar, and she had no intention of going on stage from beginning to end.

Lin Yuxue groaned and said, "That Mo Fan is good...... You can decide the remaining two, and the two sisters and brothers of Zhao Xinyue will go with me!"

He said with the meaning of solicitation, he was not a member of the Martial Emperor Palace, and to take away the disciples of the Martial Emperor Palace, they needed the consent of these high-level leaders.

Several high-level officials glanced at each other, and then Lei Yuan nodded at Lin Yuxue and said, "It's their honor to let the Holy Son take a fancy to it, everything is according to the Holy Son's will." ”

"Holy Son, please move to the Martial Emperor Pavilion, we have prepared a luncheon. Lei Yuan continued, he glanced at Zhao Xinyue behind Lin Yuxue, and said with a smile: "Xinyue will go with you!"

Hearing this, Zhao Xinyue was excited, she hadn't eaten with these high-level executives yet!

The group raised their feet and walked towards the Martial Emperor Palace, Lin Yuxue slowly turned his head and glanced at Bai Ye, grinning, showing kindness.

This little junior brother is really mysterious, and he feels a little sorry that he can't fight him.