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Chen Yu stood in front of the group of heroes like this, his blood was churning, these people came to trouble him one by one, and they really thought he was a bully.

He burst out of qi and blood, as majestic as mountains and seas, his figure was much taller, and he was holding a brick in his hand, which was very strange and exuded precious light.

"I don't mind having a fight outside of the ring!"

Chen Yu glanced at everyone and said extremely arrogantly, "Do you want to come one by one or a group!"

The rest of the people looked stunned, and their arrogant tone seemed to be about to single out a group of them.

"It hasn't changed at all, it's still so arrogant, I really can't wait to go up and beat him!" The little witch Ye Yunyao clenched her little fists, showing her crystal teeth, ready to move, she really wanted to beat that arrogant guy.

Ye Shatian moved his body, took off two jade talismans from the air with one hand, put them in his hands, and watched Chen Yu confront everyone, the corners of his cold mouth hooked an arc.

"It's funny, you remind me of a person, it's similar, it's funny. The wind remnant carried the Akatsuki long knife on his shoulder, and did not intend to make a move, and turned to leave.

A golden-armored monk appeared in his mind, bathed in golden flames, and his physical body was already strong enough to summon the Golden Divine Gate and defend against his sword.

The two agreed to meet in the ring, but the man never showed up, or he hadn't met an opponent who could see it.

Feng Wu's face was hazy, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, but he quickly and gradually walked through the void, twisting a jade talisman from the void and leaving.

Kongliuyun hummed lightly and followed Feng Wu's back and fled.

Only Chen Banxian was left, and it was difficult to take away the Buddha's light, as if he was making a choice, and in the end, his light dissipated, revealing a pair of bare feet, and his expression of indifference gradually left.

"Alas, I only want to fight, but unfortunately no one can understand it......" Chen Yu couldn't help but sigh as he watched the monks leave to chase the jade talisman, making the bodies of the other seven people tremble, eager to turn around and beat Chen Yu at the same time.

In an instant, many people cast a pair of disdainful glances, and even the Heavenly Sword Peak monks blushed and pretended to talk to each other.

Without anyone stopping him, Chen Yu chased a piece of jade talisman, escaped out of the void and froze the jade talisman and held it in his hand.

The rest of the people revealed their magical powers, forced the jade talisman out of the void, and picked up the jade talisman.

When the eight people got the jade talismans in their hands one by one, several spiritual mist characters appeared in the sky and clouds, and the eight people raised their heads and saw that they were juxtaposed with the names of their opponents.

"The wind remnants against Chen Yu!"

"Ye Yunyao vs. Ye Shatian!"

"Ning Shen Sect vs. Kong Liuyun!"

"Feng Wu vs. Chen Banxian!"

This is the list of the top eight matchups, and the expressions of the eight people present remain unchanged, they all have the strongest belief and will never care who the opponent is.

Chen Yu walked back, and he was facing the wind remnant sky, the strongest opponent he faced, the mad swordsman born from the sea of corpse mountains and blood, swept the opponent all the way, and no one could survive five swords under his sword, so that all the monks were already numb.

The people of Tianjian Sect were a little low, and it seemed that Chen Yu's luck was always so good.

"It's already good to be able to enter the quarterfinals, Chen Yu, you didn't embarrass Tianjian Peak. ”

"If you are free another day, you can come to my door, I can't give you a peerless sword book, but I can guide you to a few kendo moves. ”

Several elders spoke, and they witnessed Chen Yu fighting Sun Yaochen, and their performance was too amazing.

However, they still saw the shortcomings of Chen Yu's lack of kendo, and hoped that they could instill the kendo vein to Chen Yu.

"After Donghai asks about martial arts, he must come to the door to ask for advice from all his masters. Chen Yu said.

All the elders were satisfied, at least Chen Yu was willing to set things right and learn the kendo.

After the end of the First World War, many people in the Qianxu World left, Fang Lin pulled Mo Yue and hurriedly followed Yun Ge's back and left, Chen Yu and Dongluo Liuli followed behind in embarrassment.

"Tomorrow's battle, I believe you can win!" Dongluo Liuli said, the corners of his mouth lingered with confidence, and he changed his usual heroic posture, especially with a small jasper, with a soft face and a light hand.

"Of course, I will become the leader of the East China Sea Daoist Martial Arts, inherit the will of the master, and glorify the Heavenly Sword!"

This is the first time Chen Yu has said what he thinks in his heart, maybe many people think that he will definitely lose in a battle with the wind and the sky, but he sees it farther.

He held the Dongluo glass in his hand, restrained his cynical smile, and his slightly tender gaze almost melted the woman in a red robe.

"How do I feel that Chen Xiaozi will not enter the burial dragon Dao system, but the glass girl will be abducted into the Xiaoyao Sect by this kid. In the distance, the old man of Lieshan touched his chin, watching Dongluo Liuli being fascinated by Chen Xiaozimi, a thought suddenly popped into his mind, and his face became extremely ugly.

Dongluo Liuli is the only Dongluo people who awaken the golden bloodline of the Burial Dragon Dao System, Lieshan originally wanted to use the beauty to abduct Chen Yu and bury the Dragon Dao System, but looking at this momentum is not right, and Dongluo Liuli seems to be sinking deeper and deeper, Chen Yu is more and more valued by the Xiaoyao Sect.

Thinking of the consequences of losing his wife and breaking his army, Lieshan couldn't help but have a pain in his teeth.

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The next day, the Donghai Daoist Festival opened, and all the monks of the Donghai gathered together, all kinds of Taoist robes, some of which were inscribed with sect marks and belonged to the Donghai sect, and some were dressed in black and had nothing, and belonged to the scattered cultivators.

There were many people, who came from far away, with dreams, who never left at first, wanting to observe this event.

Chen Yu followed the people of Tianjian Peak to the Qianxu World, his appearance attracted the attention of many people, especially the main peak, and some people even gritted their teeth, but the Lingxu Daoist was extremely calm, beside him, there was a calm young man, it was Sun Yaochen, who woke up from a coma yesterday, the mark on his face had faded, and his expression was calm at the moment, as if he was not defeated yesterday.

He followed his gaze towards Chen Yu and forgot to come, smiling slightly, without sorrow or joy, and his heart was clear.

Chen Yu nodded slightly, and sighed in his heart, Sun Yaochen's Dao heart is pure and nothing, he has already seen through the seven emotions and six desires, only has a heart to pursue the immortal Dao, and his achievements are probably not low.

In today's battle, all the monks of Heavenly Sword Peak gathered, and there were many elders, who were surprised and unbelievable when they heard that Chen Yu had defeated Sun Yaochen yesterday, but they still heard the persuasion of some old friends, and it was also regarded as supporting the scene for Heavenly Sword Peak.

Wu Delong's face was gloomy, he didn't expect Chen Yu to win yesterday, which impressed many Heavenly Sword Elders, which greatly surprised him.

Ye Ling Jue and a few people deliberately came with Wu Delong, and saw Chen Yu surrounded by many Heavenly Swords, and they were jealous in their hearts.

"He's going to lose this battle!" he said in a hoarse voice, gritting his teeth.

"Bastard!" An elder heard Ye Ling Jue speak, turned his head, stared at him, and said angrily, "Ye Ling Jue, do you know what you're talking about?"

"The disciple is just telling the truth, isn't it? Whoever is not proficient in the way of the sword and makes the Heavenly Sword ashamed, as long as Chen Yu stands in the ring for a day, I will be humiliated for a day!" Ye Ling Jue said loudly, barely hiding the hatred in his eyes.

"Is that the tone in which you are talking to me?" the elder suddenly turned his head and waved his hand, slapping Ye Ling Jue directly away.

There were also several elders who frowned one after another, Ye Ling Jue had behaved too much, Chen Yu was from the Heavenly Sword Peak Sect, and he should be supported.

Ye Ling vomited blood, but his master Wu Delong did not stop it, and witnessed all this coldly.

"What's wrong with all of you, I wished that he could lose early, and then get out of Heavenly Sword Peak, and now I'm running out one by one. ”

"At least he stood in one of the quarterfinals of the East China Sea Gala with his strength. "Some elders have spoken out that they have opposed Chen Yu before, but now they can see the situation completely clearly, Yusheng Xiao was defeated, and the Heavenly Sword needs one person to carry the banner of the Heavenly Sword.

The elder glanced over, like a sword, and pressed Ye Lingjue's body down, "And you, you can only hide on this and bark." ”

Ye Lingjue's body was shocked, and he found that many pairs of eyes were staring at him, like looking at a clown, full of indifference.

Chen Yu stepped into the ring, he didn't go to see Ye Lingjue being reprimanded, because of disdain, he gradually stepped into the ring, calmly.

The wind remnant sky appeared carrying the Red Moon Long Knife, witnessing Chen Yu's stunned eyes, the moment he appeared, there was a scorching battle intent, like a hole through the long river of memory, the eyes of the golden-armored monk were extremely similar.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask, are you ...... him?"

"Yes and no...... I will reach the top, and you will be my stepping stone!" Chen Yu said, showing great confidence.

Many people expressed disdain, thinking that Chen Yu was talking nonsense, and he had already taken the initiative at the beginning, the East China Sea Crazy Swordsman, the monk at the peak of Ning Dan, was enough to compete with the three Heavenly Masters of the East China Sea, even if Chen Yu knew the three kinds of divine powers, he would not be able to crack the Blood Sea Daogang.

"I'm pretty sure now, but I don't know why you're always reluctant to reveal your true identity. The red moon fell, and the mad swordsman of the East China Sea who was haunting with blood around him stared at the young man in front of him meaningfully.

Chen Yu raised his head, and his confident and slightly arrogant smile became more and more obvious. In his flesh, the true dragon's qi and blood surged, his body rose instantly, and a round of blazing sun was born from the flesh and blood, covering the flesh, as if condensed into a golden armor, there were golden flames burning, and the edges were twisted in the void, clustering out a flesh and blood divine light, standing in the void, like a golden armor god of war reviving, with an incomparable attitude to let out an arrogant laugh, shocking the entire dry void world.

"That's because...... There's no opponent yet who deserves my all-out shot!"