Soling Ferry.

This is the ship of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, although it is called a ship, but it soars in the sky, this ship is made of the demon of the God Realm to refine the corpse into a ship bone, and it is a magic weapon on the ground level!

The ship is 3,000 meters long, and the ship is equipped with a 'Inner Qiankun' array, and the space inside is extremely large. This ship, every thirty years, comes out from the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect to welcome thirty-six supreme beings from Hao Tianzhou, and Yang Mucheng is the last supreme powerhouse!

"Is that Old Demon Yang?"

On the side of the ship.

A man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a hooked nose, dressed in a big hat. He held two gold beads in his hands, kept spinning in his palms, and looked at Yang Mucheng who was gradually climbing up the stairs with a sneer on his face. "What a big momentum, what an arrogant posture......"

"You're going to do something to him?"

Leaning against the deck.

Another white-haired and white-bearded old man, with his hands behind his back, looked at this scene with a smile, and shook his head: "This kid, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with!"

The man snorted coldly and said, "He protected Tang Renjie and killed six disciples of my Eight Extremes Sect, if I let him survive." The face of the Eight Extremities Sect of Tianxingzhou, where will it be put in the future?"

The old man shook his head and walked away.

......

"Is this the Solin Ferry?"

Yang Mucheng got on the hull of the boat and looked around curiously.

Look further down.

Not only the huge imperial city has turned into small black dots, but even the entire territory of the Great Qian Dynasty has only turned into the size of a palm. Everything around was shrouded in clouds.

"Emperor Yang, please!"

Qiong Qing greets.

Yang Mucheng nodded.

Just as he was about to follow Qiong Qing into the cabin, he suddenly felt something, and hurriedly looked to the rear. But I saw a man with a hooked nose and two gold beads in his right hand, looking at himself with a high-spirited posture, and the other party's eyes were full of killing intent that could not be concealed.

"Old Demon Yang, you shouldn't be on the boat......" The man shook his head, and his face suddenly became gloomy. "'Cause I'm going to kill you!"

"Humph!"

Yang Mucheng sneered and was noncommittal.

But Qiong Qing on the side couldn't help frowning, and asked in a low voice, "Emperor Yang, when did you have a conflict with Qin Yufeng, the sect leader of the Eight Extremes Sect?"

Eight Extremes?

Sect Master Qin Yufeng?

Yang Mucheng's thoughts were racing, and only then did he understand why the other party was staring at him with murderous intent-at the beginning, Tang Renjie castrated Qin Yufeng's son and mixed into Juxian Hall. At that time, Yang Mucheng not only took action to protect Tang Renjie, but also killed the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Eight Extremes Sect, which can be regarded as a feud.

I didn't expect the other party to get on the Suoling ferry!

"It's just a trivial matter!" Yang Mucheng did not explain.

"Emperor Yang, this is your room, you have been resting here for the past few days. Tomorrow, there will be a competition the day after tomorrow......" Qiong Qing said. "I hope you can recharge your energy and strive to truly reach the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect!"

Entering his own room, Yang Mucheng was a little surprised.

After the internal setting, even a room is the size of a palace, and the decoration is no worse than his palace. Moreover, in the cabin here, Yang Mucheng can feel the aura of heaven and earth, which is extraordinarily abundant.

"Lu Yao'er, make me a cup of tea......"

Yang Mucheng subconsciously spoke.

Halfway through his words, he remembered that he had just gone to the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect alone. I enjoyed the service of others, but now I do everything alone, but I am also a little unaccustomed to it. After resting for a while, Yang Mucheng sat cross-legged on the futon and began to run full of pranayama.

I don't know how long it has been, but there is a knock on the door.

"It's time to start!"

Yang Mucheng opened his eyes.

The person who came was a disciple of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect who he didn't know. After passing through a labyrinthine of corridors, I went up to the deck.

But see.

On the huge deck, there is no one. On the left and right sides, there are thirty-six Taishi chairs, on which sit the strongest people from the thirty-six continents of the Jiantian Domain. The disciple of the Sword Sect who led Yang Mucheng out pointed to a vacant position and said respectfully:

"Emperor Yang, that's your place!"

Walk, sit down.

On the Suo Ling fleet, in addition to the official disciples such as Qiong Qing, Jiang Chen, and Mo Li, there were also many miscellaneous subordinates. What surprised Yang Mucheng slightly was that these subordinates actually possessed the cultivation of Xuanhai Grandmaster and even half-step Jindan.

"The strongest man from the thirty-six continents of the Jiantian Domain, and then Qiongqing. First of all, I congratulate you on defeating the rest of the Spirit Sword Holders and gaining the right to board the ship. The Suoling Ferry will arrive at the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect in three days, but it will take two days of competition, and in the end, only nine people will be able to enter the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect to cultivate. ”

Qiong Qing's voice drew the attention of everyone present to her.

But see.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out a wooden box. In the small wooden box, there are thirty-six wooden tokens. The tokens immediately soared into the sky and flew into everyone's hands.

"This is the 'Battle Token', two by two in a pair. They will divide each other's opponents according to their strength, their ideas, and their desire to fight. Today's start is the first round, and a total of 18 people have been eliminated. The winner can continue to cross the ferry on the Soling, while the loser will be thrown off the ferry. ”

"Next, close your eyes, inject your internal energy into the 'Battle Token', and find your opponent!"

Yang Mucheng was about to close his eyes, but he saw that many people had already started.

Among them, the battle token in Qin Yufeng's hand was the most radiant. I saw a sword light, which quickly rose from the token in his hand and landed on the token in Yang Mucheng's hand. This sword light has become a bridge to graft the two tokens.

"Hehe, it seems that I don't need to look for an opponent!"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"Old Demon Yang, I said a long time ago that you shouldn't get on the boat, I will kill you...... This kind of 'battle token' that will look for the opponent you want is really in line with my heart!" Qin Yufeng's eyes raised slightly, looking at Yang Mucheng. "My Eight Extremes Sect and your Great Qian Dynasty should have a break on this Suoling Ferry!"

Except for this side.

The remaining thirty-four were also divided into seventeen pairs.

Qiong Qing saw that the grouping had ended, so she said loudly:

"Now that you've found your opponent, let's get started...... There are no rules in the game, there is no limit to life and death, and if one side dies or surrenders, it is considered a defeat. The first pair, Firmament Venerable and Zhao Yang Evil!"

Following Qiong Qing's words, she saw the strongest people sitting in the two positions facing each other slowly stand up and walk towards each other.

Seeing this scene, Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows.

Just right.

But he can take this opportunity to take a look at the strength of the strongest people in other regions of the Jiantian Domain!

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