Three hours later.

The chariot travels to the junction of the light and dark sides of the moon, in front of a crater.

"Get out of the car. ”

The car door opened, and an invisible force field spread out from the Star Death Sword Venerable's body, enveloping the three of Chu Tianxing.

Within this force field, Chu Tianxing and the three of them felt as if they were still on the earth, without any sense of weightlessness or suffocation.

After the three of them got out of the car, Jian Zun waved his hand and released a star-like sword qi, enveloping the three of them, and leading them to the sky, flying directly over the crater wall, and then descending into the pit at the bottom of the crater.

The stable Gate of the Apocalypse is located in the pit at the bottom of the crater.

It appears to be a grayish fog slightly larger than a football field, with a faint blue glint inside.

When Chu Tianxing and the three of them arrived with Jian Zun.

Next to the huge gate of the Apocalypse, there were already six figures waiting there.

It was the Gallic Iron Lady, the English Red Knights, the Olympian Firestealers, and one of their chosen warriors.

"Your Highness Sword Venerable, it's too late for you to come. ”

When Jian Zun landed with Chu Tianxing and the three of them, the Gallic Iron Saintess who was wrapped in steel armor and only showed a pair of eyes complained.

Despite the airless vacuum, her voice still sounded clearly in everyone's ears. It's like speaking on Earth.

"Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road, and it was a little delayed. ”

Jian Zun smiled sweetly, and his tone was soft and perfunctory.

"Ha, traffic jams, that's a brilliant excuse. The Iron Maiden snorted.

"Alright, ladies, stop bickering, let's hurry up and compete. ”

The handsome man wearing a red knight's armor and dazzling blond hair said in a rather impatient tone: "I still have a date, I should finish the fight early and go home early." ”

After speaking, with the fighters he selected, he was the first to enter the gate of the apocalypse.

The Iron Saintess didn't say much, and walked in with her warrior and followed the Red Knight.

The Olympus Fire Stealer, a small giant who was two and a half meters tall, bowed slightly at the sword and led his warriors into the Gate of the Apocalypse.

After the six people on the opposite side entered.

Jian Zun smiled and said, "Let's go too." ”

After speaking, he continued to shield Chu Tianxing and the three of them with his sword qi, and led them into the gate of the Apocalypse.

Under the protection of the Sword Venerable, Chu Tianxing did not feel dizzy and trance as he had passed through the Gate of the Apocalypse in the past.

The whole process soberly passed through this gate of time and space, and then suddenly opened up in front of me, appearing on a high mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, I saw that the mountains were extended, the ancient trees were towering to the sky, and the plains were vast and endless.

Herds of four-legged beasts resembling triceratops roam the plains. Wandering around, bipedal predators with heads like crocodiles and lizards, and giant birds with a wingspan of more than ten meters in the sky......

As far as the eye can see, there is not a trace of the existence of civilization. In this wild world, there is only natural selection, and the weak eat the strong.

The red knight, standing on a boulder, raised his hand and gestured around:

"The venue of the competition is here, His Royal Highness Sword Venerable has no opinion, right?"

This is the top of the mountain, the terrain is rugged and the vegetation is lush.

The place where everyone stands, this open space the size of a football field, is still because of the existence of the Gate of the Apocalypse, and it has become a single grass.

Even without weeds and giant trees, the terrain is still uneven, full of large and small stones, potholes, and even a small rift valley more than ten years deep and more than two meters wide.

Competing in such a venue with complex terrain is undoubtedly very unfriendly to martial artists who have only fought in the flat ring, and it will more or less affect the performance.

However, for the fighters selected by several god-level figures, if they can't even overcome this terrain obstacle, they don't deserve to be called geniuses.

Not to mention the fact that each of them has experience fighting in a variety of terrains.

"I don't have a problem. Jian Zun smiled and said, "So, have you decided on the order of battle?"

The Red Knight said lightly: "Lancelot, you are the first to fight." ”

"Yes, Your Highness. ”

The representative of England selected by the Red Knight, a long-haired young man named Lancelot, came out of the crowd and faced Chu Tianxing and the others.

He bowed gracefully towards the Sword Venerable:

"Your Highness Sword Venerable, I'm Lancelot, the first to fight. ”

Chu Tianxing looked at this slender and elegant young man, and recalled the information he had read before in his mind:

Lancelot, nineteen years old, is a civilian warrior appreciated by the Red Knights, a "quasi-legendary powerhouse" - that is, what the Ming Dynasty and the Chinese civilization circle call a "quasi-grand master".

The practice system on the Europa side is completely different from that in East Asia in terms of details, but it has the same goal.

When it comes to the realm of quasi-legends, the cultivators of Europa must also condense the "elemental seed", that is, the "true qi seed" here in East Asia.

And this Lancelot, who has the same name as a knight of the round table in ancient England, is a quasi-legend who has condensed more than fifty "elemental seeds", is good at swordsmanship, condenses wind element seeds, and earth element seeds, which can not only cast a fast sword as fast as the wind, but also can slash a heavy slash weighing more than a thousand pounds.

Overall, this is a strong man who should not be underestimated.

Even Chu Tianxing would not have the slightest contempt for him.

"This person is a hard idea, the number of True Qi Seeds is greater than that of all of us, and his skill is deeper than the three of us.

"Zhang Yang, are you sure you want to be the first to fight?"

Chu Tianxing asked softly.

Zhang Yang snorted lightly and said confidently:

"Skill can't decide everything, otherwise how could I lose to you?

"How can Hyodo Shinbei have a record of defeating the bottom Grand Master?

"I, Zhang Yang, not only want to be the first to fight, but also wear three and beat them all down!"

As he spoke, he looked at Jian Zun eagerly, and clenched his fists to fight:

"Lord Sword Venerable, please allow me to be the first to fight!"

Jian Zun Dao:

"Lancelot's swordsmanship is very good, you have a bit of a loss against the enemy empty-handed, do you need any weapons?"

Zhang Yang thought for a while and said:

"Big gun!"

Jianzun nodded:

"Good. ”

took out a big gun from the brass bracelet and threw it to Zhang Yang:

"The quality of this gun is not bad, it should be able to withstand your internal strength. ”

Zhang Yang took the big gun, shrugged his shoulders, shook the white coat on his shoulders and flew out, hung it on a stone, held the gun with both hands and shook out the gun flowers, tried the feel, and clenched his fists:

"Sword Venerable, rest assured, I will live up to my mission!"

glanced at Chu Tianxing triumphantly again:

"Chu Tianxing, take a good look at me and wear three!"

After saying that, he carried a spear, stepped forward majestically and proudly, and confronted Lancelot.

"Can we begin?" asked the Red Knight.

Jian Zun smiled slightly: "Of course." ”

"Let's get started!" the Red Knight snapped his fingers, "Lancelot, give me my first win!"

Lancelot nodded heavily, pulled out his sword from its sheath sharply, raised his hands above the top, and slashed at Zhang Yang.

When the sword came out, the awe-inspiring and swift wind appeared in the air, turning into countless white wind blades, like a group of butterflies dancing wildly, and like a group of swallows piercing the forest, in the piercing wind howling, instantly swept across the space of more than 20 meters, and strangled towards Zhang Yang.

The blades of the wind seem to be thin, but in fact, each piece can cut through the steel.

Even a human target made of steel, under the strangulation of this wind blade, in a moment, it will be cut all over the cracks and thousands of holes.

Lancelot's starting move is an extraordinary move, Zhang Yang is not afraid of this, and laughs wildly:

"Good time!"

The big gun shook, the fire burst out, the blade turned into a ball of dancing flames, shaking out the sky full of sparks, while quickly picking up and crushing the strangled wind blades, while the people followed the gun, broke through the wind, and rushed towards Lancelot.

Seeing this, Lancelot plunged his long sword into the ground under his feet with a pop, and with a bang, a large piece of ground burst open, and countless large and small gravel shells bombarded Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's spear was like a dragon, sparks splashed wildly, in the dense sound of gold and iron exchanges, all the large and small stones that came in front of him were picked up and even shattered one by one, and the speed of moving forward did not decrease at all, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Lancelot, and the tip of the spear turned into a red flame streamer, which hit Lancelot in front of the door.

Lancelot leaned over lightly, dodging the tip of the spear as a white hurricane erupted from his body, enveloping him entirely.

Driven by the white hurricane, his upper body was almost close to the ground, and he flew towards Zhang Yang like lightning, and his long sword swung out a blazing white streamer, slashing at Zhang Yang's knees.

Zhang Yang lightning retracted the gun, the gun stood down, and the blazing white streamer was blocked with a bang.

At the same time, there was a thud on his body, and a cloud of red light burst out, and the light and flames spread all over the spear in his hand, making the big gun look like a dancing fire dragon.

Look at the guns!

Zhang Yang shouted, his wrist flicked, the gun nodded like a phoenix, piercing the sky with red flame light and shadow, covering Lancelot in all directions.

Lancelot's feet did not touch the ground, and his body was wrapped in a whirlwind, straight like a fish swimming in the water, swimming around Zhang Yang quickly, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand slashed and stabbed again and again, and Zhang Yang fought fast and attacked with attack.

Bell Bell Bell ......

In the endless sound of gold, iron and gold, the two figures of wind and fire, white and red, gradually became entangled, and it was difficult to distinguish each other for a while.

The four splashes of wind blades and flames struck the ground into thousands of holes and flew sand and rocks.

Huge rocks fell apart as the dust flew.

The towering ancient trees around the clearing were either cut off by the wind blade, or burned by the flames, groaning and falling to the ground.

Lancelot was one year older than Zhang Yang, and the number of condensed elemental seeds was about ten more than Zhang Yang's.

His cultivation is also deeper than Zhang Yang's.

The swordsmanship is also exquisite, especially the wind element seeds and the earth element seeds, which allow him to not only use the wind to fly without touching the ground, but also resist the gravitational pull of the earth to a certain extent, making his body much more flexible and elegant than Zhang Yang.

However, although the True Qi Seed, internal force cultivation, and even body skills are not as good as Lancelot, and even because he is not specialized in spearmanship, he is slightly inferior to Lancelot in terms of equipment and kung fu, but Zhang Yang's violent and domineering and invincible style of play make up for his shortcomings.

Especially in the bloody battle in the Demon Insect Realm for March, the domineering fist intent he condensed has reached a state that can affect people's perception and even their bodies.

Although Lancelot's skills are strong, he does not have the bloody battle experience of Zhang Yang and others who were left to death and survived, and there were no days and nights in a row.

In terms of spiritual cultivation, Lancelot is inferior to Zhang Yang, and it is impossible to completely eliminate the influence of Zhang Yang's fist intent, and it is difficult to give full play to his combat skills.

Therefore, after the initial stalemate, Zhang Yang seemed to be more and more courageous, while Lancelot faintly showed signs of falling into the disadvantage.

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