Chapter 415

"Luoyun's accomplishments have been promoted so fast!"

Everyone was frightened by Chu Xingyun's cultivation.

As they all know, ten days ago, Chu Xingyun succeeded in entering the Wuling Bazhong by means of sword pressure.

But now, Chu Xingyun's cultivation has reached the nine levels of the earth and spirit. Moreover, his breath is very thick, and there is no vanity. Obviously, he has not swallowed any pills.

There are innumerable talents in wanjian Pavilion, and their training speed is also extremely terrible. However, compared with Chu Xingyun, it seems a little gloomy and there is a big gap.

"Since Luoyun is already the nine realms of earth and spirit, if he can win the first place, will he be able to break through again and enter the realm of heaven and spirit in a short time?" In the crowd, suddenly a voice sounded.

When the words fell, people were stunned, and then they began to smile.

The leader of the heaven climbing sword club will get a holy material of jiuxuan Poyang pill. After refining it, he can easily enter the realm of heaven and spirit. However, it is too difficult to win the position of the leader.

Obviously, people don't think that Chu Xingyun can defeat Qi Yuzhen and become the leader of the sky climbing sword club.

There is still a huge gap between the nine levels of Earth Spirit and the three levels of heaven and spirit!

"No wonder you didn't go out. You were breaking the barrier." Lei Yuanguang strode over and looked up and down at Chu Xingyun. He was surprised. He broke two levels in ten days. His cultivation talent is amazing.

"The success of cultivation and promotion is a good sign, but we can't force it." Tang yunhuan also came over, his voice was concerned, with a subtle meaning.

"Don't worry. I know it." Chu Xingyun knows that they are also a good intention, after a faint smile, he gives them a reassuring look.

"Even if we break through to the nine heaven of the earth, what will happen? The loser is the loser after all!" At this time, a particularly harsh voice came from behind.

Chu Xingyun did not have to look back, all guessed that the speaker was Qi Yuzhen.

He turned around, raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered, "what? Do you want to be insulted? "

Clunk!

Just a word, but as if with some strength, let Qi Yuzhen face expression stiff, body is slightly shaking, Leng is unable to say half a word.

"We'll see." After he dropped a cold word, he turned to leave directly and did not dare to stay any longer.

After the last incident, Qi Yuzhen knew in his heart that Chu Xingyun's language front, like his talent, was extremely powerful, and ordinary people could not get a bargain at all.

Seeing Qi Yuzhen leave dejectedly, Lei Yuanguang gives Chu Xingyun a thumbs up. Chu Xingyun is not complacent. He just smiles, but does not pay attention to it.

Not long after that, all the disciples of wanjian Pavilion who were standing in the high platform all signed up.

About ten thousand people signed up for the eight Wudao arena, and there were more than a thousand people in each of them. However, there was a gap in the number of applicants.

However, for the martial arts arena where zhenzhuan disciples are located, the number of applicants should be less. The other three, with a large number of people, all came for the purpose of becoming famous in World War I.

At this time, eight blood robed elders walked out. Their bodies were hanging in the air, and they came to the center of Wudao challenge arena. Their palms turned and they took out the registration book.

These eight people are the judges of the sword Association, and they belong to the same line of law enforcement.

"Let's go." Sanskrit sat at the top of the list, quietly spitting out a sound.

Almost at the same moment, in the vast area around dengtian peak, everyone's eyes were on the eight Wudao arena. The annual sword meeting was about to start.

"The first martial road arena, Qi Yuzhen, fight against Zhong Yan!"

"The second martial arts arena, Qin Xiu, against Hu Yi!"

"The third martial road challenge arena, Yan Sanqing, against Lin Aoyun!"

The eight referees stepped forward at the same time. Their voices were clear and they began to read out the list of the first World War. Those who called out the names immediately jumped onto the arena without any delay.

People's eyes moved slowly, and they all looked at the eighth martial road arena, which Chu Xingyun chose.

As they all know, Chu Xingyun has the spirit of nine level sword, and his talent is very strong. However, few people know his strength.

Although Chu Xingyun had a big fight at the outer gate peak, which seriously injured Qi Yue and Mo carrier, in the eyes of the public, this war did not reflect the strength of Chu Xingyun.

Qi Yue and Mo carrier are far inferior to Chu Xingyun. Even if Chu Xingyun is cruel, they dare not fight back.

The martial arts arena is different.

As soon as you enter the arena, you are your opponent.

Here, there is no identity, only strength.

"The eighth martial road arena, Luoyun, fight Qi Qing!"

With the fall of the last voice, the eyes of the crowd suddenly solidified, and their eyes turned to the blood robed elder of the eighth martial road arena, with a bit of color.

"What's the matter?" Chu Xingyun felt everyone's eyes and was puzzled.

"Qi Qing, a genius in the inner gate, has achieved half a step in the realm of heaven and spirit, but the most important thing is that he It's the son of Qi Yue. " Xia Qingcheng explained in a low voice.Smell speech, Chu Xingyun a little understanding of the nod.

At the beginning, he beat Qi Yue seriously and almost killed him on the spot. If Qi Yangshen and Chang Chixiao didn't arrive in time, Qi Yue would have been dead on the spot.

Qi Qing is the son of Qi Yue. If he meets Chu Xingyun, he will not give up.

"The first war saved a lot of trouble for the first half step of the heavenly spirit." Chu Xingyun walked to the eighth martial road arena with a smile. After a moment, he stood on the arena.

At the same time, Qi Qing also stepped onto the challenge arena and stood in front of Chu Xingyun.

Qi Qing's body is very strong, with a long gray sword pinned to his waist. As soon as he stepped on the stage, he was staring at Chu Xingyun, his face beating from time to time, and his whole body was cold.

At this moment, eight martial arts arena, 16 people, stand up at the same time, representing the formal beginning of the sword Association.

Everyone's eyes are fixed on the eighth martial road arena. They are eager to know what level Chu Xingyun's strength has reached and what kind of fierce battle will break out between him and Qi Qing.

"You once said that Luoyun's strength is comparable to that of the spirit of heaven. Now that he has been promoted two levels in a row, he should approach the two levels of heaven and spirit. It is not difficult to defeat Qi Qing." Yun Changqing looked at Xia Qingcheng and said.

Xia Qingcheng nodded his head, and then said, "however, since the sword washing pool, I have never seen Luo Yun's hand, and his dark Epee has never appeared again."

"Epee?"

Yun Changqing's eyes congealed and recalled: "that Epee seems to be the famous weird epee. I remember when he was in the secret place, he was still hanging on his back. Did he change his sword?"

Hearing this, Lei Yuanguang was stunned.

Every sword that is cultivated by a sword needs countless times of gestation. Only in this way can we achieve the unity of man and sword, and suddenly change the sword tools. This kind of situation is rare.

What's more, when Chu Xingyun entered wanjian Pavilion, they never saw black hole Epee, nor did they see Chu Xingyun using other swords.

At the moment, the sound of fighting sounded from all the martial arts arena, which made the atmosphere warm.

At this time, Qi Qing burst out a magnificent breath on the eighth martial road arena. The sword came out of the sheath, and the cold sword spirit roared wildly, faintly condensing the virtual shadow of a snow wolf.

"Luo Yun, you hurt my father and almost killed him. Today, even if I want to lose, I will make you pay a heavy price!"

Qi Qing whole person is covered by ice light, the voice is icy and piercing.

The hissing hum came out, and the breath of Qi Qing was climbing all the time, and it became colder and colder.

The first war, just at the beginning, Qi Qing broke out his strongest strength. It can be seen that he clearly knew that he could not defeat Chu Xingyun, and he also wanted to fight to the death, so that the other side was injured and could not save his strength.

This is the goal of Qi Qing. Even if we want to lose, we can't make Chu Xingyun feel better!

"If people don't offend me, I'm not a prisoner. If your father does things separately, how can I target him?" Chu Xingyun said quietly, his steps stepped forward, and his spiritual power gushed out like the tide.

"Noisy!" Qi Qing roared angrily. He pointed at Chu Xingyun with his sword and said, "come out of the sword. You and I will speak with our strength."

Chu Xingyun listened and said in a low voice: "your strength is not qualified to let me out of the sword."

"You..."

Qi Qing was furious, and all the spiritual power in his body was released.

At this moment --

the cold sword was like ice, and his body turned into an ice shadow. He quickly killed Chu Xingyun, his palm trembled wildly, and his sword turned into thousands of ice crystals, just like the coming of an ice river.

Qi Qing this sword, full of killing intention!

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