When the light of the morning light shone into the Heavenly Sword Building, Chen Yu pushed open the door, his face was a little haggard, but his eyes were blazing, the flesh and bones of the entire right arm were engraved with dragon-shaped divine patterns, and from a distance, he could see that the entire right arm was shrouded in a cloud of light mist, like a golden true dragon looking around his right arm.

He converged his light, and the entire dragon-shaped totem disappeared and merged into the bloodline, which ordinary people couldn't see at all.

From under the Heavenly Sword Peak, several streamers swept by, and some monks stayed among the clouds.

"Senior Brother Chen, come quickly, we have to rush to the Dry Void World. ”

It was Fang Lin who was calling, and Chen Yu jumped to the clouds and harnessed a peaceful wind.

Everyone didn't wait when they saw Chen Yu coming up, Fang Lin laughed a few times, and followed the team in front of him with Chen Yu to dare to go to the Peak Void World of the Sect Master.

The two entered the Qianxu World, many monks gathered together, Chen Yu and Fang Lin came to the direction of Xiaoyao Sect together, Fang Lin needed to go to the ring to participate in the semi-finals, and Chen Yu was lucky to draw the exemption jade talisman and passed this round of competition safely.

Looking at the strange gaze of the Heavenly Sword Peak monk, Chen Yu thought for a moment, turned around and came to the Lingxu Dao Humane Pavilion, found a clean place to sit down, and said with a smile: "Master Ancestor, is it okay for me to sit here?"

"You're sitting all the way, and you're talking a fart!"

Several main peak monks on the side scolded secretly, this guy is really thick-skinned.

"Yes!" Lingxu Daoist chuckled, and raised his right hand beside Chen Yu to conjure up a stone platform, and there was fragrant tea on the stone platform.

The eyes of several elders of the main peak widened, this guy was treated better than them, and the master had blue eyes on him, could it be that he saw his talent in the Yi Dao and physical realms?

"Thank you, Uncle Shi!" Chen Yu directly removed the palm teaching, and called Uncle Shi affectionately one by one.

The main peak cultivator rolled his eyes, although the Spirit Void Dao person was a few years younger than Li Shangjun's Master Sword Void Dao person, but he was also a person from the main peak, and it had little to do with your Heavenly Sword lineage.

The Lingxu Daoist squinted his eyes and didn't reply, but when he saw Chen Yupin's tea, the exposed part of his wrist made the Lingxu Daoist's brows couldn't help jumping, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly stiffened, and then smiled more kindly.

Chen Yu sat very leisurely next to the Lingxu Daoist, sipping fragrant tea, the Taoist rhyme of the Dharma and Taoism flowed, his heart was calm, and he could feel some Taoist rules that were difficult to understand before.

He is so leisurely that many people envy him, this is the Faxiang Daozun, the master of the Xiaoyao Sect, this kid has such good luck, and he has the favor of the master.

There are also some people with cold eyes, especially the Xuanxin Peak monks, they hate Chen Yu so much, Mo Fengxue Yuwen and other Xuanxin Peak people can enter the top fifty powerhouses, but they have been lost in Chen Yu's hands, and this kid has to be in charge of the teaching, and personally give the tea.

"What you think is a broken tile is treated as jade to others...... One by one has been practicing for hundreds of years, I really don't know if I'm blind!" Mo Yue swept her eyebrows lightly, and there was a slight grievance in her tone, as if she was talking to the monks around her.

Many elders heard it harshly, but they couldn't refute it, few of their disciples didn't even enter the rematch, and they were eliminated in the first two rounds, and Chen Yu, who they had always disdain, went through two rounds of rematch and was exempted in the third round, this kind of strength and luck were embarrassing.

"How long do you really think Chen Yu can be proud?" Ye Ling couldn't help but speak, he never believed that Chen Yu was a golden-armored monk, and would rather bet on swallowing the sword.

"All I know is that you can't even get enough of it. Hearing this familiar harsh sound, Mo Yue sneered.

"You ......" Ye Ling couldn't help but retreat in his heart when he rushed his sword to the front of the sect to duel with Chen Yu, but remembering that Chen Yu also savagely knocked over a late Ning Dan monk with three punches, he couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

Mo Yue ignored it no longer and silently stared at the young man who was sitting indifferently next to the Lingxu Daoist, his brilliance at the moment had always seemed so lonely to her.

Boom!

As soon as the Dao bell rang, the entire Qianxu World fell silent to the extreme, and one hundred and twenty-four monks fell into the ring to find their opponents.

Among them, the four people of the Wind Remnant Heavenly Leaf Covering the Sky Phoenix Dance Ning Divine Sect were the most eye-catching, and one of them was identified as the leader of the East China Sea Asking Dao Martial Sect this time, but it was a pity that the four of them never met.

Chen Yu was also paying attention to the four of them, he had fought with Feng Wantian and Ye Shatian in the eighth battlefield, only Feng Wu and Ning Shenzong knew nothing about it.

Feng Wu is rumored to be a Penglai immortal, which is considered to be an immortal descended from the fairy world, aiming to calm the chaos in the world, and is called a saint by Penglai.

She was born with the Nine Heavens Immortal Sound Song Immortal Phoenix, raised by Penglai Zhangjiao, and practiced in Penglai for more than ten years, she has already cultivated a true fairy rhyme, from the beginning to the present, she has not shown any magical powers, and only one finger will be injured and shocked out of the ring by the silver-blooded people of the Qingliang Sect, which is very mysterious.

As for the Ning Shen Sect, he descended the Perfect Condensing Pill Tribulation three years ago, and he has been hiding in Xuanxin Peak for penance, and he is good at using the Xuanxin Peak Secret Technique Mountain and Sea Seal to directly blast his opponent out of the ring.

The opponents of these two people in this round are not strong, and when they heard that the opponents were these two people, they lost in terms of momentum.

Chen Yu simply didn't look at it, and when he looked around, he saw that Yusheng Xiao and Fang Lin were fighting against their opponents, both of them were from the Penglai Immortal Sect, especially the women who were Fang Lin's enemies, using a snow-white long silk, such as winding three thousand troubled silks, and there was an ethereal meaning in the movement, which dazzled Fang Lin.

And the woman is also out of the dust, not to mention stunning, she also has a captivating posture in the world, Fang Lin has room in the sword, and she doesn't want to hurt this woman.

Chen Yu shook his head, that woman was not ordinary, and the snow-white long silk was not ordinary, if Fang Lin blindly endured it and restrained his hands and feet, it would be difficult to break out of the encirclement.

He turned his eyes and saw a familiar figure, a snow-white skirt, under the slender jade neck, a **** like clotted white jade, revealing a proud figure under the breeze, falling into the void, a Qingfeng fairy sword behind it was unsheathed, and there were four different colors of light blooming, condensing the four Dao methods of fire, water and wind in the void, and instantly turned into four mysterious sword shadows that enveloped the entire ring, blocking the monk.

The four sword shadows conjured up a sword array, and Yu Xizhao sat in the sword array, integrating the four kinds of earth, fire, water, and wind into the sword technique, and evolved a ten-way sword hanging in front of the monk.

Yu Xizhao used to be the first person in the outer gate, and after entering the Xuanxin Peak, the Dao Sword was a cultivator with a heavy weapon, and he passed down the Dao Sword Divine Power, and his cultivation progressed very quickly, and he broke into the third round of the semi-final from many monks in the East China Sea with the mid-stage cultivation of Ning Dan.

It's a pity that she is facing a late-stage Ning Dan monk, from the Qingliang Sect, who cultivates a kind of Heavenly Eye Ability, which can sweep away a piece of Xuanguang and see through the sword shadow wrapped in the Dao Fa Divine Power.

Chen Yu sighed lowly, and saw the little witch Ye Yunyao controlling a mysterious lotus platform, exuding a colorful treasure light, and under one sweep, it was able to penetrate the void.

It was a peerless magic weapon, I don't know if it was a divine material refining, and the seven kinds of treasure light refined by integrating the seven kinds of Dao was definitely a big murderous aura, Chen Yu sighed in his heart, he was worthy of being the daughter of the Qingliang Sect, and it was a peerless magic weapon to shoot at will.

"Look!"

Suddenly, there was a shocking cry in his ears, it was from the Penglai Immortal Sect, and many monks stood up and saw a wonderful scene.

Chen Yu also followed, and in the ring, he saw a red dress swaying, and the woman's resolute gaze seemed to be like a calm lake, unable to blow the slightest wave.

"I didn't expect her opponent to be Zhuo Yuping!" Chen Yu frowned, and he had a faint sense of foreboding.

Zhuo Yuping just stepped into the ring, looking at a woman in red opposite, holding a red fairy sword, with a trace of red lotus fairy mist, like a fairy blooming in the red lotus.

The woman lightly swept her eyebrows and eyes with spring, her skin was as delicate as warm jade, her soft light was greasy, her cherry mouth was bright red, and her narrow and long eyes swept out a touch of anger.

"You are Zhuo Yuping?"

"Yes, contemptible Zhuo Yuping, if the Dongluo Fairy is offended, please forgive me!" Zhuo Yuping said.

"Then you will die!"

The woman screamed, and the red lotus fairy sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and a red dress flew, and endless red lotus flames gathered at the end of the neon dress, condensed into tens of millions of swords, all pointed at Zhuo Yuping, and broke through the air!