The spirit-level lower-grade Gong Zhengyang Gong urged with all its might, and the Zhengyang spiritual power surged, and the breath around his body was hot and strong, like the sun's rays. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhengyang hand!" With a low shout, the disciples of the Zhengyang Sect shot out with all their might, and their palms glowed with yang-red light, like two rounds of scorching suns across the sky, slapping out fiercely.

"It's so strong!" Li Zhenyi was secretly frightened, this disciple of the Zhengyang Sect had already mastered the martial intent of the Zhengyang Hand, and the power of the shot was amazing, and he put himself in his shoes, if he was to do his best, he would have to deal with it with all his might.

But I saw that the disciple of the Fuyun Palace, Yun Danfeng, smiled lightly, waved the wide cloud white robe sleeves, and looked like an understatement, like a freehand like a willow branch, but suddenly, there was the sound of a strong wind, and there was a fierce thunder.

The clouds are blowing, the best martial arts of the Floating Cloud Palace, at the beginning, it is like a breeze blowing, and when it is fierce, it is like wind and thunder, and the strength is overwhelming, and the ferocity is incomparable.

The white sleeves of the cloud disappeared and turned into a white cloud, which was the power of the clouds to master the martial intent.

Those who can enter the battle of the dragon, each of them has at least one martial intent, otherwise, how to compete with others.

The strength of the clouds is endless, majestic, and heavy, just like the row of clouds, bombarding Zhengyang's hands, constantly defeating the power of Zhengyang's hands.

The sleeves of the robe were waved out again, and it was a wave of continuous strength, extremely tenacious, and the chopping could not be broken, which was very difficult.

Zhengyang hand is a kind of masculine martial arts, which is very fierce, but the strength of the clouds lies in the softness and tenacity, which just has the effect of restraint.

The disciples of the Zhengyang Sect only felt as if they were caught in a heavy entanglement, and their strong strength was greatly restrained, and it was difficult to exert their hands and feet, and they were very aggrieved.

The strength was endless, and the continuous bombardment came, and the disciples of the Zhengyang Sect retreated again and again, their qi and blood surging and their spiritual power surging, and they couldn't help but spit out two mouthfuls of blood, their faces turned pale and their breath was sluggish.

The third blow came, and the disciples of the Zhengyang Sect flew upside down, spurting out a large mouthful of blood again, and their bodies also collided with the coiling dragon cover, swinging through layers of ripples.

"So fast!"

"The disciples of the Floating Cloud Palace are too strong. ”

"The spiritual power is very strong!" Chen Zong said in a low voice, his voice could only be heard by himself.

"Fuyun Palace is a six-star force, and its Zhenzong Martial Arts is a spirit-level high-grade exercise, and there is no shortage of spirit-level middle-grade exercises in the sect, and the spiritual power cultivated in this way will naturally be more majestic and pure. An elder of a four-star force said with a solemn face.

Whether the power is strong or not is very important.

To put it simply, the highest exercise within the four-star force is the lower grade of the spiritual level, and the highest exercise within the five-star force is the middle grade of the spiritual level, but the highest exercise in the six-star force is the upper grade of the spiritual level.

There is also a huge gap in the strength cultivated by the level of the exercises, and under the same cultivation, it can even be crushed.

What the disciples of the Floating Cloud Palace cultivated was at least a mid-grade spiritual level.

This is also why the disciples of the Floating Cloud Palace believe that their real opponent is only their own junior brother.

After the disciples of the Zhengyang Sect were defeated, the power of the dragon transformation that surrounded the Coiling Dragon Pillar immediately flew up, and the Coiling Dragon Pillar also lowered a section, falling into the Coiling Dragon Pillar of the disciple of the Floating Cloud Palace, making the Coiling Dragon Pillar instantly elevate a section.

If you look at it, its rise and fall are about one-tenth or so.

The height of the Coiling Dragon Pillar symbolizes the strength of the dragon, and the battle of the dragon is that thirty-eight people take turns to fight, in other words, everyone has to fight with the other thirty-seven people except themselves.

In this way, if it is the last place, it is estimated that it will not be able to get much power to transform into a dragon, and it may not be of much help.

But if it's the first place, the power of the dragon will be amazing.

"First!" Chen Zong's eyes lit up.

Either you don't fight, or you fight for the first, so that you can save more time and make your cultivation progress by leaps and bounds without any side effects.

First!

Not only Chen Zong stared, but everyone else was also staring, especially the most powerful disciples of the Floating Cloud Palace, Chi Jiutian and Chi Longhai, as for the others, they were more or less just thinking, but they were self-aware.

"If you can't compete for the first place, at least you have to fight for a top three. ”

One by one, the fighting spirit is high.

Soon, two more people were chosen.

One is Xie Yuxuan, a disciple of the Ziyao Sect, and the other is Chi Mingyi, a disciple of the Red Dragon Sect.

"One move!" Chi Mingyi stretched out a finger, his face full of rebelliousness.

"Arrogance!" Xie Yuxuan suddenly became angry, even if the other party was a true disciple of the five-star force, he couldn't be so contemptuous of himself.

The spirit-level lower-grade exercises were urged with all their might, and between the surges of spiritual power, purple light gushed out from his shoulders, and between the purple light, the long knife on Xie Yuxuan's waist was unsheathed and bounced high.

A body of spiritual power surged in an instant, and purple qi surged, covering the long knife.

"Ziyao volleys to kill!" Xie Yuxuan let out a low shout, and the long knife slashed out with all his might, and the dazzling purple knife tore through the sky like a thunderbolt.

Although Xie Yuxuan was annoyed by Chi Mingyi's contempt, he also knew that Chi Mingyi was the second true disciple of the Red Dragon Sect, and his strength must be very strong, so as soon as he made a move, he would go all out to make a move.

"Weak!" Chi Mingyi smiled coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, as if Xie Yuxuan's knife had no power at all.

Chi Mingyi's right hand grasped the void, and the endless fiery red aura surged, turning into a flame claw, like the claw of an evil dragon from the abyss, the endless fire qi spread, burning the heavens and the earth, and with a fierce grip, he directly grabbed the extremely dazzling purple sword light, and suddenly twisted, countless piercing sounds sounded, and the sword light shattered.

The claws of the flames clenched into fists, and when they bombarded in the air, Xie Yuxuan only had time to cross the knife in front of him, and he could see that the blade was bent instantly, and the unrivaled force was like thunder, directly bombarding Xie Yuxuan's chest, and there was a faint clicking sound.

The purple light on Xie Yuxuan's body was like smoke blown by a strong wind, it dissipated in an instant, and the whole person flew out upside down, a mouthful of blood sprayed into the sky, exuding an astonishing heat, it was the blazing energy contained in that punch that invaded Xie Yuxuan's body, and then merged into the blood and spit out.

One move!

It was really just one move, and Chi Mingyi defeated Xie Yuxuan, and the injury was not light.

Xie Yuxuan is the first true lineage of the Ziyao Sect, while Chi Mingyi is the second true lineage of the Red Dragon Sect, and the gap is so big.

Suddenly, the people of the Ziyao Sect felt desperate, and the people of the other four-star forces were also heavy.

The gap was too big, and all of a sudden, the joy of qualifying for the Battle of the Dragons was gone.

Chi Mingyi's Coiling Dragon Pillar increased by one-tenth, while Xie Yuxuan's Coiling Dragon Pillar decreased by one-tenth.

In the third battle, the chosen ones, one was a disciple of the Agni Sect, and the other was a disciple of Luoyan Valley, all of them were from four-star forces, and the exercises they cultivated were all low-grade at the spirit level, and the two of them took out all their strength after a little temptation.

The battle was very fierce, and the strength was very strong, which made Li Zhenyi and the others feel more and more heavy in their hearts.

Strong!

All very strong!

I don't know for sure at all.

In the end, the disciples of Luoyan Valley won by a narrow margin, but they themselves were not lightly injured.

Not enough, Chen Zong keenly noticed that after those injured people returned to the Coiling Dragon Pillar, their pale faces gradually recovered a trace of blood, and it seemed that the injuries were healing at an accelerated pace.

Fourth Battle!

The fifth battle!

In the sixth battle, Li Zhenyi was selected, and his opponent was one of the disciples of the Tianfeng Sect.

The long sword was unsheathed, and Li Zhenyi's body turned into a wisp of light smoke, as if blown by the wind, and quickly floated forward, the sword light blended into the light smoke, the sword aura was fierce, and the sword intent was compelling.

The previous five battles made Li Zhenyi fully aware of the strength of these people, they were all strong, and he was nothing in them, so he attached great importance to them.

If you don't make a move, you will directly burst out with all your strength, striving to defeat the opponent.

The long sword is sharp, slashing through the void and killing in an instant.

The disciple of the Heavenly Wind Sect also made a move in an instant, his body was as fast as the wind, and between the swings of his arms, the short blade turned into a storm and slammed into a storm.

You are the wind, and I will cut it apart.

Slashing the Wind Sword Intent!

For a while, under the high pressure, Li Zhenyi's belief was even firmer, the long sword was extremely sharp, and the green sword light slashed into the storm, and then tore the storm apart, slashed it on the opponent's chest, slashed the body's spiritual power, and split the opponent away.

However, the other party was only slightly injured, and he still had the strength to fight again.

"Come on, big brother. Gao Bojun, Song Lingsu and Yang Chaofan shouted one after another, hoping that Li Zhenyi would win.

Li Zhenyi burst out with all his strength and once again performed the Wind Slashing Sword Technique.

The Wind Slashing Sword Technique is the strongest sword technique he has mastered, and his strength is unreserved, even if he is seen through by others, he will not hesitate to do so.

"There is no shadow in the heavenly wind!" The disciple of the Heavenly Wind Sect performed the secret method of the sect, and his body was surrounded by the wind in an instant, and his speed surged.

"Qingyun Sword Body!" Li Zhenyi also did not hesitate to cast a secret method.

Between the blue light, the strength has increased greatly.

Casting a secret spell will increase the cost of power, and it is equivalent to revealing all your hole cards, but in order to win, you have to do so.

The two green shadows constantly surround and collide, full of energy.

Li Zhenyi's protective spiritual power was broken, leaving a long wound on his back, but he also seized the opportunity to pierce the opponent's shoulder with a sword.

Comparatively speaking, Li Zhenyi's injuries were relatively minor.

The shoulder was pierced, and the strength was immediately affected, and under Li Zhenyi's sword, he kept retreating, and finally lost.

Defeating the other party, Li Zhenyi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, only to feel very tired.

Strong!

The strength of this opponent is very strong, so strong that he used all means to defeat him.

And if he hadn't obtained that Mingxin Pill, it was still unknown whether he would be able to comprehend the Wind Slashing Sword Intent, and he might not even be able to enter the Battle of the Transformation Dragon, let alone defeat the opponent.

Sitting cross-legged on the coiling dragon pillar that had grown by one-tenth, Li Zhenyi quickly ran the exercises to breathe, and at the same time took out the pill to treat the injury.

Because there is more than one battle, you have to recover yourself to be better prepared for the next battle.

As one battle after another progressed, the strength displayed by the disciples of the Floating Cloud Palace was astonishing.

Very strong!

Really all strong!

The fifteen disciples of the Floating Cloud Palace who entered the Battle of the Transformation Dragon had at least cultivated the Floating Cloud Palace's Spirit-level mid-grade exercises, and their spiritual power was very strong, and they could often easily defeat their opponents without having to go all out.

In the next game, Chen Zong was chosen, and Chen Zong's opponent was another disciple of the Heavenly Wind Sect.