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The black smoke dissipated, and a person in the pit got up, it was really Yu Zecheng, he walked slowly in this abandoned city, without any intention of fierce battle, as if he was strolling leisurely, wandering in this city. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Cai's blow made him suddenly have a feeling, a strange and indescribable feeling, that is, this kind of realization made him not leave the battlefield after the victory, so that he could still swim in this ruins.

Fang Cai's blow, at that moment, Yu Zecheng seemed to have re-mastered the feeling of the Yuanying puppet. Just like becoming the true monarch of Yuanying, this world is at my disposal.

Although it is only a trace of that feeling, faint to the limit, but this is a guiding light for him, a way forward, a lighthouse in the dark, as long as he moves towards that feeling, his front must be extremely bright.

This is the way of his own attack, before the battle, he realized the sharp word of the Golden Wing Sword, every attack is unstoppable, every time it is a full blow, without flinching.

After this war, Yu Zecheng vaguely realized a truth, that is, a disease word, the disease of the storm, in the shortest possible time, he will give full play to his most violent attacks, hit the opponent like a storm, and do not give the opponent any chance to counterattack, and suppress all the attacks that the opponent is good at, so that they have no chance to shoot.

They have super sword ability, endless physical strength, and strong true yuan, so they must give full play to their advantages to the limit, and let them play the maximum role they should play.

The more Yu Zecheng thought about it, the more mature this set of tactics became, and the battle was really a catalyst for growth, after the test of blood and sword, Yu Zecheng was maturing little by little.

Realizing the sword theory, Yu Zecheng's heart was clear, as if he realized his perception, and finally the phantom array disappeared, and the image in front of him dispersed in an instant, Yu Zecheng returned to the magic circle, and there was no scream from the opposite side, just that blow, the opponent died in the most powerful sword state, and he was not afraid of death, without any painful feeling, he stood in front of Yu Zecheng's magic circle.

The two glanced at each other, sympathizing with each other, all in their eyes, nodding to each other, and sometimes communicating is so simple.

The man got up with his sword and left here, unlike others, he needed to be taken away by others, Yu Zecheng saw him leave so chicly, and it was another layer of understanding, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, as long as they don't admit defeat and are not afraid of death, everything is possible.

Yu Zecheng looked up, the six battles in the air were still continuing, and one of the scenes immediately attracted Yu Zecheng's attention, it was Feng Lingjing fighting Lei Bingyun.

The two have already played a real fire, Feng Lingjing is like a volcano in a wind forest, as fast as the wind, Xu is like a forest, aggression is like fire, and immobile is like a mountain. To maximize her own fire spirit root, she is just a flying sword, but that flying sword is enough, although the speed is not fast, but it seems to weigh 10,000 catties, the sword is like a volcano ready to be launched, a little uncomfortable, that is, a violent blow of destruction.

Lei Bingyun on the opposite side was no joy or surprise, no sorrow or fear, his face was cold, his muscles were icy and his bones were jade, revealing the only emotion, cold and arrogant.

Around her, everything withered, and the huge cold air could be felt through the illusion, as if it could freeze everything cold, the cold that pierced the heart, the irresistible cold. It's the frigid ice flow of the legendary Ice Age.

A wind forest volcano, a glacial cold current, the two ice and charcoal are incompatible, water and fire are incompatible, collide together, and the strongest battle suddenly breaks out.

Above that illusion, ice and fire flew sideways, the two swords intersected, the purple-red sword light and the white-cyan sword light blended with each other, and each blow erupted into the greatest impact. The two worked hard, no one admitted defeat, and the secret competition along the way has now completely broken out, and the two sides fought to the death, but they were evenly matched, and the fight was in full swing, regardless of up and down.

When Yu Zecheng watched the battle between the two daughters, there was already a battle over, and the victor was a bone lunqi pattern, this barbarian boy had grown up unconsciously, and his sword had begun to show its edge.

The battle was fierce in the other four places, but soon another illusion vanished, and the blue four-colored sword of wind, rain, thunder and lightning won the victory and defeated the opponent. The next winner is Luo Xinxue, who took advantage of Wang Shuyuan's light to join the head of the family and finish the road of conscience by himself.

Then an illusion shatters, and the two combatants die together, both of them disqualified from the next round.

At the same time, Feng Lingjing's battle against Lei Bingyun also had a result, and the two girls finally collided together, causing a violent explosion, which was extremely terrifying, almost destroying the small half-illusion, and suddenly both of them died, and they also lost the opportunity to enter the next round together.

There was only one last battle left, but this time the battle lasted for another quarter of an hour, and finally one of the disciples of the Imperial Envoy Blue Light Flying Sword suffered hard, turned defeat into victory, defeated the opponent, and entered the next round.

In this way, with the bye, Yu Zecheng, Cheng Lan, Gu Lun Qiwen, Luo Xinxue, and the last winner, a total of six people entered the next round.

Suddenly the space is transformed, and a new round of lottery begins, and it should be a three-on-three battle.

The battle of everyone, all the Xuanyuan disciples present can see clearly, there are already people who have opened a gambling game in secret, and now the last six people, countless disciples who are watching the battle have placed bets, among which the most valued are Yu Zecheng and Cheng Lan.

Before Yu Zecheng went into battle, many people began to pay attention to him, and Nantian Zhenren gave up the Zhenmai Ninth Order Flying Sword and accepted him as a disciple, which caused a sensation in the entire Xuanyuan Sword Sect at that time. In the first two years, the head of the Qingliang Three Veins snatched the space of martial arts consciousness at the level of Honghuang, but Yu Zecheng took the lead, which once again made him famous.

The good deeds began to investigate, only to find out that his foundation building trial, one person destroyed the six evil sects, and suddenly there was a slight upswing.

Until the time he went into battle, there were always people who were paying attention to him, but no one was optimistic about him, because he was quiet and unknown within the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and he did not interact with people or communicate with others. Unlike Cheng Lan and Wang Shuyuan, on top of those [***] conferences, in the martial arts dojos of various mountains, they have repeatedly created various cultivation records, and have shown their talents again and again.

In three battles, the first battle was unknown. After the second battle, he swung his sword to slash the enemy, this kind of violent attack, endless sword waves, and that kind of bloody killing, suddenly caused a round of applause, and he immediately became the most concerned new star.

There is one reason for this, in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, there is one person who cannot be mentioned, that is, Gongsun Nalan, the eldest disciple of Shi Ji's master. This person was born in an orphan, is righteous, does things uprightly, sheds blood for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and is also the eldest disciple of Shi Ji's head, and almost all the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect accept him as the head of the next generation. Among them were the Nantian Zhenren, including the outer disciples.

This is Wang Shuyuan's appearance, Ying Long's patriarch's doting on him, he actually learned the sword heart through the Xuan Qi, deliberately imitated the old Cheng of Gongsun Nalan, the silence of the head of Shi Ji, the silence of the eldest brother of Gongsun, everything, an indescribable taste flowed in the hearts of everyone, many people had no good impression of Wang Shuyuan, even Nantian Zhenren knew that he had cultivated the Sword Heart Tong Xuan Qi, but he couldn't hold his breath, started a fire, and was incomprehensible.

This time, Yu Zecheng fought against Wang Shuyuan, blasted him with a sword, completely knocked him into the abyss, and was laughed at by everyone. Patriarch Yinglong actually bullied the small with the big and used the realm to coerce a foundation junior, I don't know how many people saw it in their eyes, and even had a good impression of Yu Zecheng, and began to support him vigorously.

In addition to support, there was also vigilance, so the opponent in the third formation attacked frantically when he came up, and his body and sword were one, but in the end, Yu Zecheng won, and his momentum suddenly increased.

This time, the six of them played against each other by lot, but the phantom array was constantly spinning, but it was not drawn for a long time, as if it was stuck somewhere, it used to be a good breath, but now it is a full breath, and there is no group battle.

Suddenly, everyone, you look at me, I look at you, on the high platform of Yuanying, someone said in surprise:

"The ancestor favors him, this is the ancestor favored. ”

Yu Zecheng waited for the automatic grouping, during which he was calculating, how he had a chance of winning in the face of the other party, and how he could kill them. But he didn't group it for a long time, and suddenly he seemed to feel that someone was watching him, as if thousands of eyes were watching him on that stage.

Suddenly, Yu Zecheng had an idea in his heart, as soon as this idea appeared, it burned all over his body like wildfire, although it was crazy, but he wanted to give it a try, life sometimes has to be crazy, Lao Tzu has to be crazy, and he has to be proud.

Yu Zecheng stretched out his hand and said:

"Don't divide it, don't worry about it, let's go together, I'll do it to the five of you. ”

The words were not big, but they were categorical, and they immediately spread to all corners, and the entire gladiatorial arena was in an uproar, no one thought that it would be so, such an arrogant boy, he actually wanted to fight five against one, one person fought five people, and some people didn't even believe their ears.

Suddenly, countless discussions rang out, too crazy, too rampant, too awesome, too fierce, too arrogant, and countless evaluations sounded. People are watching the game excitedly, and the novice battle, which was originally the most boring, is now watching.

Although the discussion continued, the words were all with a taste of appreciation, and they vaguely accepted Yu Zecheng, because most of the people who can be on this stage are so crazy, so arrogant, and so rampant, not such Xuanyuan disciples, or fall, or leave the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Yu Zecheng shouted loudly again:

"One against five, do you dare?"

As his words fell, in an instant, six people appeared together on a battlefield, this battlefield was the gladiatorial arena here, Yu Zecheng was on one side, and the other five were on the other side. With a pair of fives, the battle begins.

(To be continued)