It was only a time of ten million breaths. Luoyang's originally petite body was instantly submerged by the rolling sword sea.

The sound of sword Qi breaking through the air and the roaring explosion kept ringing.

The challenge arena, which was already in ruins, collapsed in an instant.

"So strong."

Watching Chen Yao make such an attack, all the people in the audience, including the sword sect, Luo Tian, who has become a strong man in the holy land, also lamented.

You should know that Chen Yao is only the Zhenwu realm, but the means are so amazing. The so-called demons are not enough, right?

And now Chen Yao has only played wanjian Chaozong to a certain extent. Wanjian Chaozong is a powerful sword skill without level restrictions. As long as Chen Yao keeps getting stronger, his ability to resist the sword will continue to become stronger, and the power of this move will become more powerful.

As long as Chen Yao can advance to the peak of Huangwu territory and make such a blow, even if he has become a strong man in Shengzhe territory, he can't underestimate Chen Yao.

No one dares to deny Chen Yao's strong talent for cross-border operations. Anyone who dares to belittle Chen Yao will end up dead.

"Is it over?"

Looking at the challenge arena submerged by the rolling sword sea, tens of thousands of people in the field were excited to see such a shocking scene.

The disciples of Wang Wujing, even some teachers, looked at Chen Yao in the challenge arena and felt awe involuntarily.

However, only Chen Yao, who is on the battlefield, has a dignified face.

Using ten thousand swords, the emperor of Chaozong consumes a lot of his aura, but he has a greater impression of his mind.

Now I have some confusion in my consciousness, and there is not much aura left. Maybe I can only hold on for less than a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour may not be enough, because everyone thinks the battle is over, but Chen Yao knows very well that this is only the beginning.

Because he almost sent out all his strength and showed thousands of swords to the emperor, but Luoyang was not seriously injured, at least not dead.

Boom.

Suddenly, there was a strong red light in the rolling sword sea, and Chen's dignified look was more intense.

"Bang."

In an instant, the sword sea that flooded Luoyang was shocked and flew. Tens of thousands of flying swords flew up in the air, scattered everywhere, and Luoyang's body appeared.

"Finally show your true body?"

Chen Yao looked at Luoyang opposite, and there was a hint of a bitter smile.

She deserves to be Luo Jianxin's only daughter. She perfectly inherited Luo Jianxin's Kendo talent. Her strength is really not generally strong. At least her magic tools are very strong.

At the moment, Luoyang has shown its true colors.

A black Luo skirt, with a red veil, holding a long bloody sword in her hand, and a bloody lotus suspended above her head.

The blood lotus is the same size as the lotus seat of the female Buddha enshrined in the western Xinchan temple. The blood lotus releases a red light curtain to envelop it.

Holy order magic weapon?

Looking at the bloody lotus, Chen Yao's face was very dignified.

He had faced countless magic weapons, but the pressure he brought to himself was not as shocking as the bloody lotus in front of him.

Even if the user of the holy order's magic weapon is just a general Zhenwu realm, a restorer is enough to fight with Huangwu realm. It's not difficult to win, but it's not difficult to protect your life.

Luoyang itself should have the strength to fight against the first level of Huangwu territory. In addition, this holy level defense magic weapon has the power to fight even in the face of the top power of Huangwu territory.

Although Chen Yao had long guessed that Luoyang would dare to enter the sword sect and there must be powerful magic tools as a means of hiding, he did not expect that Luoyang could actually take out the magic tools of the holy order.

"Who is she?"

Although Chen Yao guessed his true identity and was prepared, the disciples of Jianzong didn't know.

Yang Luo, a disciple of Jianzong's outer court, was drowned by the rolling sword sea, but a mysterious woman in black skirt appeared from the sword sea.

Everyone was confused and shocked.

Who is she? What's going on?

"Shura blood lotus."

Looking at the bloody lotus on the head of Luoyang, someone in the high level of sword sect recognized this holy order magic weapon.

And their faces are hard to see.

"Bold witch, dare to disguise and sneak into our sword sect, really deceive no one in our sword sect?"

An old man at the peak of imperial martial arts stood up, his face was extremely angry and excited.

Shura blood lotus is a keepsake handed down from generation to generation by the Witch of Wuji demon sect.

When you see this bloody lotus, Luoyang's identity is obvious.

The existence of Luoyang is a humiliation to the sword sect.

"Kill her."

Another strong man at the peak of Huangwu Kingdom shot directly from the auditorium towards Luoyang without warning. In his hand, a long sword of inferior grade appeared and cut down towards Luoyang.

Now, these powerful people in the imperial martial arts realm of Jianzong have witnessed the scene of Luo Jianxin's bloody washing of Jianzong. The shame and hatred of that year are vivid. How can they not be angry and control their emotions?

There are three more strong men in the imperial martial arts realm who have shot at Luoyang one after another.

Four strong men from the imperial martial arts territory attacked Luoyang together.

Even if she has the defensive magic weapon of the holy order, how can she stop it?

But her face didn't worry much, but looked at Chen Yao with appreciation.

"I really want to see you. Originally, you thought you were just in vain. I can defeat you by relying on my own strength. Unexpectedly, you forced me to use the Shura blood lotus."

"Now that my identity has been exposed, our martial arts competition can't continue. It's a pity."

"You are strong."

Chen Yao looked at Luoyang and his face was still dignified. He felt that Luoyang's strength had not been brought into full play. As Luo Jianxin's daughter, how could he not have strong sword skills? But she didn't show it.

So he can't underestimate Luoyang.

"Next time, I will beat you."

Luoyang suddenly disappeared. When it appeared again, it was already thousands of feet high.

The bloody lotus had appeared at her feet.

"Want to go?"

Almost at the same time, more than a dozen strong people in the imperial martial arts realm rose up in the sky. Since they dare to come to the base camp of Jianzong, how can they leave if they want to.

"Get out?"

Suddenly, there was an angry cry from the distant sky, and a bloody sword suddenly appeared towards the more than a dozen strong men in the imperial martial arts.

This sword is extremely powerful.

"Jingtao sword skill."

"Divide the waves."

"Shadow thorn."

More than a dozen strong men in the imperial martial arts realm issued their most powerful sword skills at the same time.

This bloody sword is too powerful for anyone to underestimate.

"Bang."

More than a dozen powerful energies collided with this bloody sword Qi, and more than a dozen powerful sword skills collapsed at the same time, and the sword Qi continued to * * * *.

"Puff"

A dozen strong men vomited blood at the same time and fell from the air.

"Enough."

Suddenly Luo Tian, who had not moved, shouted angrily, and the sky remnant sword passed towards the bloody sword.