In the early morning of the second day, the sky just brightened, and the bright morning sun sprinkled the light to the Wangtian Palace, which seemed to be waking up at the beginning of the first sleep, and the cool breeze blew, and the grass and trees kept nodding their heads, as if they were saying hello to such a solemn and magnificent moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the huge arena, it was full of people at the moment, densely crowded together, crowded, and even some monks flew into the air, using a wicker to stabilize their figures, so as not to consume too much true yuan, and stared at the high platform in front of the arena without blinking.

It was all in the field of onlookers, but it was strangely quiet to the extreme, except for the sound of gasps, there was no sound, and the silence was a little terrifying.

Suddenly, dozens of bright streamers pierced the sky, and the sound of breaking the wind sounded again and again, rendering this originally quiet arena a little noisy, and everyone followed the prestige, only to see nearly fifty figures standing upright on the stage, and the confidence and expectation between the eyebrows unconsciously infected all the spectators present.

"These are the monks who came out of Yun Mengze's trial, and the old core disciples?"

"That's Youruo, right? and Yuwen Bufan...... Tut-tut, they are all young and handsome, and they are not even worse than the strong ones who have ascended to the sky."

"Yuwen Bufan fought with Senior Brother Gu Feng three years ago, and he lost a move, I don't know what the result will be this time?"

"It's hard to say, Yuwen Bufan is improving, Gu Feng is also improving, it is said that Gu Feng is already the supreme realm of the king's creation."

"Feng Wang Creation, the invincible existence of the Creation Realm, doesn't that mean that he will be the first to ascend to the heavens this year?

......

When the crowd was neutral, there was a loud discussion, obviously, the people standing straight on the stage gave them enough talking points, and their eyes couldn't help but fall on Yuwen Bufan and Youruo, who were standing in the first place a little bit in comparison.

Some trustworthy people are also discussing Yang Xuan, the little white face with some lace with Youruo...... At least in the eyes of the vast majority of people, that's exactly what they think.

The fat man couldn't help but stretch out his hand, stabbed Yang Xuan beside him, and lowered his voice, "Hey, what ......are they talking about you?"

Yang Xuan's face was black, with his cultivation, how could he not hear the sound of discussion that was not private at all? A little embarrassed, he glanced at Youruo, who was extremely indifferent, and turned his head and glared at the fat man fiercely, but what should be with him was the fat man's instantly flushed face, and his shoulders couldn't help shaking, as if he was holding back very uncomfortable.

Sighing helplessly, his gaze was withdrawn, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly tightened, Yang Xuan's eyes lit up instantly, and as far as he could see, on the viewing platform in front of everyone, the figures of the Wangtian Palace Lord and the elders had appeared there at some point.

The palace master led by him sat quietly on the prepared seat, the dragon head cane stood beside him, and the cloudy old eyes looked at the somewhat terrifying crowd under the stand, and then fell on Yang Xuan and the other monks who had returned from the trial.

The field was quite quiet for a while, as if the palace master was in front, and even the whispers in private did not sound, and the whole arena could be heard.

The voice of the palace master of "Yuemei" revealed a sense of vicissitudes, and he didn't say much, just softly greeted the charming woman standing beside him.

Yuemei heard the voice, the lotus step moved lightly, and gave a slight salute to the palace master, and then under the stage, there was a solemn look on her beautiful face, "Today is the qualifying match for the three-year battle of my Wangtian Palace, I believe everyone understands the rules, so I won't repeat them one by one."

Yuemei's voice is extremely beautiful, combined with his red-faced appearance and bumpy figure, it is really a rare beautiful scenery in this battle to climb the list.

At least on Youruo's body, there is no capital that is so tempting, both are beautiful, but they are not the same.

At this moment, the sound of swallowing saliva in the audience resounded, Yue Mei, as an elder of the Wangtian Palace, not only cared about the peak of the peerless realm, but also had excellent popularity, Yang Xuan noticed that not only the many disciples in the audience, but even the several male elders standing side by side behind the Lord of the Wangtian Palace, there was a touch of intoxication in their eyes.

"Tsk, Aunt Mei's charm is still so invincible......" The fat man's saliva has already surged to the corners of his mouth, muttering quietly, and the existence of peach heart seems to be faintly seen in his little eyes......

"What I want to say is that in this year's ranking battle for the Heavenly Rankings, the thirty-six disciples of the Tiangang Group can get a great opportunity, and I hope you will work hard."

"Finally, I want to emphasize again, you must not fight to the death on the fighting platform, and you must not abolish the opponent's cultivation, and if you violate it, there will be a sect law enforcement elder who will personally enforce the palace rules!"

Yuemei's voice was revealing a hint of coldness at the moment, and the undoubted coercion escaped, making the monks in the audience secretly awe-inspiring.

"Someone is coming"

At this time, in the queue where Yang Xuan was standing, a monk suddenly spoke, his voice was not loud, but there was a trace of excitement, the high battle intent in his eyes was highlighted, and he looked at dozens of streamers in the sky with a bright light.

The sound of "bang bang bang bang ......" stepped down on the competition platform in an instant, and everyone raised their eyes to see that there were seventy-two idle competition platforms, all of which were ranked by monks at this moment, and an incomparably strong momentum rose up, suppressing the atmosphere in the field to the freezing point again.

Rao was like this, but there was no fear in the eyes of everyone, but they were filled with an excited emotion, and the fighting spirit was scorching, and the momentum was unabated.

I don't know why, Gu Feng and the other thirty-six people from the Tiangang group were not present at this moment, but I think about it, such a strong person, maybe the sect has other arrangements, at this stage, I still have to challenge the monks in this battle before I can consider others.

Yang Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and on the seventy-two stone platforms, he saw a figure that had not appeared in front of him for a long time, still looking a little annoying, with a few strands of hair deliberately left on his forehead, slightly fluttering in the wind, carrying a long sword, but holding a folding fan in his hand, playing with it, pretending to open it from time to time, and inciting it in front of him.

"Wenyuan!"

This name, which I don't know how long it has been since I mentioned it again, reappeared in Yang Xuan's mind, but he didn't expect that he could be ranked among the heavens, although it was only the Earth Demon Group, but it was definitely not to be underestimated.

The fat man and the others were stunned when they heard this, their eyes swept to one of the competition platforms, and sure enough, Wen Yuan's figure was standing upright, as if sensing everyone's sight, frowning slightly, raising his eyes, and then sneering.

"Huh" folded the fan, turned a few times in his hand, slowly crossed his neck, and looked at Yang Xuan with a provocative gaze, which meant that he didn't even need to explain it, he could know what he meant.

"This grandson can actually be on the list of ascending to the sky? It seems that this list that boasts a lot of gold content is actually just like that."

The fat man pursed his lips disdainfully, he noticed Wen Yuan's cultivation, but the realm of the spirit is similar to him, this kind of realm is not so profound on the list of talents who have ascended to the sky, but that being said, he can have this level, naturally there are some unique means.

Yang Xuan also smiled coldly, as if he didn't care about Wen Yuan's provocation, he glanced at it calmly, and then moved away again, now no matter what kind of action and provocation is false, the real kung fu under his hand is the real means of slapping his face, compared to it, Wen Yuan is a little naïve.

"That's Wen Yuan, it is said that half a year ago, there was a Zongbi appointment with Yang Xuan?"

"Well, there is such a thing, alas, it is all for the sake of popularity, but Yang Xuan is currently in a solid relationship with Youruo, no matter how angry Wen Yuan is, it will not help, looking at this situation, the two of them are similar in cultivation, and Yang Xuan may not necessarily lose"

"Look, you just don't understand this, three months ago, Wen Yuan broke through to the realm of spiritual despair, and it is said that he comprehended a vision of extraordinary power, and defeated the genius who ranked one hundred and six on the Heavenly Ranking List with almost no effort, and replaced it"

"And I heard that after that person was defeated, he admired Wen Yuan a lot, and said that even if he cultivated to improve another realm, he was not his opponent, what does this mean?

......

From time to time, there were discussions of the monks in the audience, and Yang Xuan listened to them all, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, if this is really the case, his strength is indeed extraordinary, and he has also comprehended a powerful vision, I am afraid that there is still something hidden, and this time it can barely be regarded as a strong opponent.

As if sensing Yang Xuan's strange state, Yu Ruo glanced at Wen Yuan casually and sneered at Wen Yuan here, his pretty face was full of anger, and he just wanted to say something.

"Don't worry, leave it to me"

The corners of Yang Xuan's mouth rose abruptly, and a playful smile appeared, which was particularly bright, "After delaying for half a year, this grievance should be over."

Speaking of this, Youruo's expression was suddenly stunned, and Yang Xuan's strength was the best he knew, even though Wen Yuan had some hole cards, but Yang Xuan could kill the demon beasts of the Second Tribulation Divine Realm with one sword in a desperate situation, not to mention now, she had an intuition that Yang Xuan must have hidden something in the remaining months of breaking through the realm in the cave.

"The battle of the Ascending Heaven List is the beginning, and the disciples who are ready to challenge can choose a member of the Earth Demon Group to start the challenge."

Yuemei's cold and charming voice resounded, everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring, and more than fifty monks swept their eyes together, choosing the object they were going to challenge, with awe-inspiring battle in their eyes.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the sky sounded repeatedly, and several people in the crowd had already flown out and stood on the stone platform that had already been occupied by the monks of the Earth Demon Group.

"Let's go too," Yang Xuan tilted his head and said to the people beside him.

As soon as the words fell, the corners of the fat man and the others' mouths pulled out an inexplicable smile, he cultivated to break through the realm of the spirit, and on the day of the breakthrough, there was no so-called vision condensation, but the joints in it were only clear to him, but now it seems that this fat man is not simple.

His eyes fell straight on Wen Yuan, who was standing proudly in the field, and Yang Xuan also smiled slightly, "Well, such a dazzling choice is really troublesome......

"But I'm tired of trouble, so it's better to deal with it early, so ...... I'll pick you" The figure instantly turned into a golden thunderbolt flashing, and it landed on the stone platform in an instant.

In Wen Yuan's slightly stunned expression, Yang Xuan had already landed, his eyebrows raised, and his words were a little bantering, "I didn't expect you to really dare to pick me as an opponent."

"Is it surprising? I'm a person with poor strength, so I can only choose some monks with the same strength, otherwise how can I be sure of qualifying?"

Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and his face was slightly gloomy, "Hehe, in half a year, your cultivation has been promoted to the level of spiritual desperation, is this where your self-confidence lies?"

Silently put away the folding fan, pinned it to his waist, and looked at Yang Xuan, who was standing opposite, with an indifferent expression, "It seems that you still think too highly of your own strength."

"Each other, disappeared for half a year, I didn't expect to see you here, I originally thought that a character who didn't even go to the Yun Mengze trial would run away after releasing that kind of cruel words like a monkey"

"That's disappointing you, don't worry, you can't take away the ranking of this heavenly list from me"

Yang Xuan didn't say anything this time, just smiled to himself, his expression was as plain as water, and he didn't make waves at all because of these two sentences.