Faced with the boulders that he had multiplied, Wu Heqing was powerless for a while, his Dao power could only be multiplied but could not restore them. The boulder slammed into him, knocking him into the protective circle, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and fainting directly.

Li Yufeng snorted coldly, and said lukewarmly to Zhang Sanhu, "This is the child you saved in the barracks, he is a monk, and it will be your turn to take care of the affairs of the immortal cultivation world." ”

Zhang Sanhu glanced at him and replied with a gloomy face, "At that time, he wasn't yet." ”

Hearing this answer, Li Yufeng instantly panicked, in less than half a year, this son has grown to this extent, it is really terrifying. In a corner where people weren't looking, a figure quietly walked out of the Overseer's Tower.

Looking at the square again, the discussion about Yan Jingchen's strength quickly spread among the crowd.

"What kind of monster was that!

"You don't know this, it's really unheard of, his trick is called 'Spiritualism', which can summon a fierce spirit possession, and briefly has the ability of a fierce spirit. ”

"Doesn't it mean that in this Immortal Emperor City final election, Yan Jingchen will easily win the championship. ”

"That's not necessarily, this 'spirit possession' can only summon fierce spirits that coincide with his own Dao power, and it is extremely consuming Dao power, and there are eight wheel battles behind him, he may not be able to persevere. ”

Yan Jingchen on the Decisive Immortal Terrace has already recovered his original appearance, and this time he was able to perform the 'Spirit Possession Technique' thanks to the fact that he had taken the Dust Cleansing Pill, and the Dao power in his body was even stronger than that of a monk of the same realm. Even so, the use of 'spiritualism' made him feel a little out of strength.

According to the village chief's speculation, the ten opponents that Yan Jingchen will encounter in this preliminaries are all people arranged by the Baili family, and they are by no means idle. Thinking of this, Yan Jingchen sat down cross-legged, seized the little rest time, and recovered some Dao strength. He didn't want to use his hole cards so early.

As expected, as expected, as the voice of the golden armor general sounded, the person who came under the decisive immortal platform was the big Han Wang Dong who had a quarrel with Bai Shengluo that day, and at this time he still had a bruise on his face, which looked a little funny.

Seeing Yan Jingchen's rather playful eyes, Wang Dong felt that he had been insulted, and he couldn't hold back his temper when he was still in the audience, "What the hell are you looking at!"

Yan Jingchen has never been quick to speak, and when he encountered such a classic provocative opening sentence, he didn't hear it, and continued to look at Wang Dong's bruised face.

Seeing the tense appearance of these two people, the golden armor general hurriedly asked people to withdraw the protective array and let Wang Dong go to the decisive immortal platform. Without the previous process-style opening remarks, Wang Dong's arrogance soared from the moment he stepped on the Decisive Sendai, and his body turned into a bull, running wildly towards Yan Jingchen.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be able to 'possess spirits', but your cow is too weak!" Yan Jingchen used his Dao power on his palms and struck hard at the head of the bull that was rushing wildly.

This palm seems prosaic to others, but only those who have really faced it can deeply feel this horror. Seeing that the situation was not good, the bull incarnated by Wang Dong immediately turned around and wanted to escape, but how could Yan Jingchen give him a chance, and slapped the cow in the face with a strong palm, directly knocking Wang Dong out of the prototype.

Wang Dong was horrified in his heart, the shock of the sky as if it was about to fall just now made him unforgettable. Yan Jingchen walked up to him and simply followed the appearance of the green-robed young man in the square that day, and opened his bow left and right, and the crisp slap made the tens of thousands of onlookers have an urge to cover their faces.

"I surrender, surrender, can't I fucking surrender?" Wang Dong, who was lying on his back, shouted hoarsely.

"Yan Jingchen, win!" The gold-armored generals in the audience really couldn't bear to look at Wang Dong's miserable appearance, and hurriedly opened their mouths to stop the game.

On the first floor of the Overseer Building, among the three people who had advanced to the final selection, Bai Shengluo suddenly stood up, "Falling Heavenly Palm!"

"What's all the fuss about, just wait for my brother to come and take your dog's life. Zhang Daohong looked at Bai Shengluo and Baili Mo sitting together lightly.

"This is impossible, the Falling Heaven Palm is the mastery of the Xu family in Immortal Emperor City, how can this kid be!" Bai Shengluo still couldn't believe the facts in front of him.

In the next seven competitions, Yan Jingchen's opponent never brought him much trouble again, and those frogs at the bottom of the well who claimed to be the first day of the sect did not even stir up a little wave in front of Yan Jingchen. After winning his tenth victory, the Golden Armor General announced that Yan Jingchen became the fourth player to enter the final round.

With a full day of preliminaries, the annual Qingyuan Festival night party arrived as scheduled. The city became a sea of fireworks, and one after another fireworks exploded in the air. The people of the earth, both adults and children, were filled with happiness and laughter.

In front of the Overseer's Tower, a golden light about a hundred feet wide lit up, and fireworks poured down from the sky like a waterfall, bringing visual pleasure to the tens of thousands of people who were anxiously waiting around them, and then a huge open-air float drove out of the building. Amid the sound of the tsunami in the surrounding mountains, the festival that can only be seen once in 20 years officially began.

There are a total of five people entering the second day of the runoff this year, they are: Bai Limo, Zhang Daohong, Bai Shengluo, Yan Jingchen, and Li Xiang. The five people stood on the float and divided into two factions, Yan Jingchen and Zhang Daohong were in a group, and the other three people were in another group, and neither of the two groups cared about anyone.

The float circled along the Triumph Square, and finally returned to the Overseer's Tower, Zhang Sanhu stood on the Overseer's Tower and said with a full of energy, "May all the amazing and talented descendants of my Luoyu City be able to ascend to the immortal and enter the sainthood, God bless the Cloud Zhou, and Yongchang for ten thousand years." The following will be the draw for tomorrow's final selection. ”

Under the watchful eye, the two soldiers carried a box covered with black cloth to Zhang Sanhu, the box was boxy, only a hole was opened in it, and then Zhang Sanhu retreated, Li Yufeng slowly walked to the front of the box, and was just about to reach out to get the note with the player's name written in the box, when he heard Baili Mo on the float shouting.

"Lord Thorn, wait! I have something to ask Lord Thorn Shi to approve of it. ”

"Tell me what it is. ”

"My brother Bai Lihao, a few months ago, was murdered by thieves, and the grass people were very sad in their hearts, and now they hope to have a death match with Yan Jingchen in tomorrow's runoff, and they also hope that Lord Shi will approve it. ”

Baili Mo's words instantly ignited the emotions of the surrounding audience, and the uniform sound of "death match" resounded throughout Luoyu City.

Upstairs in the Overseer, Li Yufeng's coercion made the crowd's high atmosphere gradually quiet down, and he turned his head to look at Yan Jingchen and asked, "Do you accept Baili Mo's deathmatch challenge?" ”

Yan Jingchen didn't expect Baili Mo to come to this trick, the rules of the death match in the final election of Immortal Emperor City are: if one party proposes a death match, the other party must accept the challenge, if it does not accept, it will be directly judged to lose, and it will lose the qualification to continue the competition. Of course, risks and gains coexist, as long as they can win the death match, the winner will get the opportunity to go to the five major sects of Immortal Emperor City to learn regardless of whether they enter the following competition or not.

"Life and death are fateful, see you on Sendai when the time comes!"

"Okay, I announce that the death match between Baili Mo and Yan Jingchen Immortal Emperor City will take effect!" With that, Li Yufeng took out the note with his name written on it in the box and burned it.

The tens of thousands of people present were in high spirits, singing the battle song of the Yunzhou Empire, cheering for the two who were about to fight to the death. There had never been a deathmatch in the Immortal Emperor City final election in Luoyu City for hundreds of years, so most of the people heard about the details from other states and counties, but this did not affect people's enthusiasm at all.

Baili Mo leaned over to Yan Jingchen and whispered, "The matter of the military camp could have given you a way to live, but if you want to cultivate immortals and seek the Tao, then tomorrow your immortal journey will come to an end." ”

Yan Jingchen never let go of this kind of threat, and in his heart, only strength is the only way to solve the threat. The two of them were close together, and each of them burst out with energy, and the Dao power surged wildly in the air, and a conflict broke out at the sight, and Li Yufeng, who was on the overseer's floor, opened his mouth to warn, "Where mortals gather, don't fight!" ”

"Hmph!" both of them retracted their strength at the same time, returning to the sides of the float and ignoring each other.

"Zhang Daohong. The first note was drawn, and everyone held their breath as they waited for who the next name would be.

Li Yufeng once again pulled out a note from the black cloth box, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he read word by word: "Bai Shengluo!"

At this point, the list of final battles in Immortal Emperor City on the second day has been released: Yan Jingchen vs. Baili Mo (deathmatch), Zhang Daohong vs. Bai Shengluo, and Li Xiang have a bye.

A noisy day, slowly calm down. Yan Jingchen and Zhang Daohong returned to the county guard mansion hand in hand. Objectively speaking, the two of them both entered the final election today, which can be called a successful completion of the scheduled goal.

On the second day, after a night of repairs, Yan Jingchen adjusted his state to the best, and the residents of Luoyu City came to the square early as the day before, and even more did not return all night in order to seize a high position, everything was waiting for the long-awaited death match.

As soon as the hour came, as Zhang Sanhu and Li Yufeng sat down one after another, the exciting sound of war drums spread to every corner, Yan Jingchen was the first to play, and after hugging his fists at the audience, he stopped talking.

With the crisp sound of the horse bell, a beautifully decorated carriage came from far and near, and Baili Mo walked down from the carriage with a shelf, holding a steel long sword that lingered in flames.

Zhang Sanhu, who was upstairs in the Overseer, clenched his fists, "The master of the Baili family is really a good trick." ”

"There are no restrictions on spiritual weapons in the rules of the final election of Immortal Emperor City, besides, this Burning Sun Sword is a treasure of my family, how can Lord County Shou say that. An old man upstairs in the Overseer's tower replied that he was the head of the Baili family in Luoyu City.

"Looks like you've gone to great lengths to deal with me. Yan Jingchen stared at the long sword in Baili Mo's hand, and the scorching flames on the sword gave him a feeling of unease.

"That only shows that you are stupid and have chosen a path of death. As he spoke, Baili Mo rushed over brandishing the Sun Sword, and the battle of death was about to break out.