Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Decepticons actually made a breakthrough after the battle with Ling Xiao, surrounded by violent real elements, as if a giant tiger was going to tear the sword completely.

However, Jian Wuji just smiled faintly, raised his hand, and a sword light broke through.

The thin cicada-like sword light actually completely blocked the deceptive offensive of the Decepticons, and Jian Wuji's face still had a light smile.

For him, this battle was actually worthless.

The second form of Decepticons is still not worth mentioning in front of him.

"defeat!"

Jian Wuji shouted out loudly, and the sword light suddenly skyrocketed.

Boom!

Decepticons finally threw their bodies out after desperately resisting for a moment.

Defeated to ruin.

After three strokes.

Cough!

The Decepticons who fell on the ground coughed loudly and blood spewed out of their mouths. He was seriously wounded with just one stroke.

This is just a discussion. If it is a real life-and-death showdown, then I am afraid that the current Decepticons are already a dead body.

"The horrible "King of the Sword King", Sword Wuji hasn't used any moves yet, just defeated Decepticons with one sword at random?"

"I really deserve to be one of the six sons of the holy dynasty, and it really deserves its name!"

"Jian Wuji is so powerful, how terrifying are the people in front of him?"

Yue Huazong and the young handsome men on the side of the Beast Palace were all deeply moved.

Fortunately, this time it came out, otherwise it has been staying in the sect, how can you know that there are such powerful guys among the martial arts under the age of twenty.

After Jian Wuji won, he turned his eyes to Ling Xiao, with a bit of loneliness and domineering.

Ling Xiao believes that even if Lan Yu'er and Decepticons join forces, in front of this sword Promise, it can only be defeated.

This guy is too strong!

"Ling Xiao, do you agree?"

Sword Wuji asked arrogantly.

He does have this arrogant capital.

Because he is really strong.

Ling Xiao secretly estimated that if he reached the tenth form, it is estimated that he would not be able to defeat this man. Unless he entered the ancient golden dragon form, used the full power of the hell dragon soul, and then cooperated with the mountain and river martial spirit, he could defeat the sword Promise.

But it can only be a terrible victory.

But in this battle, he did not need to win.

As long as it is tied, it is a victory!

This does not need to reveal his too many cards, only need to fight under the dragon form, and cooperate with Ye Gushan Wuhun and Hell Dragon Soul's abilities to be invincible.

It should be possible to fight about three hundred moves undefeated.

He judged this way.

Because he believed that Jian Wuji would not be able to exhibit everything he had learned. After all, this time it was just a discussion, and it was the sacred martial arts festival that really determined the future.

Including him and Sword Promise, they will hide something.

"Not yet, how to serve?"

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao slowly stood up.

Sword Wuji is very strong, but such opponents only make more sense in combat.

"Today's three factions will martial arts, so far, Ling Xiao, you can't be a sword Wuji opponent, don't you retreat?"

Just as Ling Xiao was about to fight with Jian Wuji, Chen Nanxing suddenly stopped.

Chen Nanxing naturally has his own reasons.

Ling Xiao is about to die, this battle is unnecessary.

If the sword wins infinitely, it is meaningless.

And if Jian Wuji was flat or defeated, he could not afford to lose this person.

"Yes, if I'm fighting with you, I'm leaning against the bully. After you enter the half-step Tianzun cultivation practice, it's not too late for us to fight. Anyway, the Holy Pilgrimage Budo Festival is about to be held, should you go? "

Jian Wuji naturally understood the meaning of Chen Nanxing, so he said a little lightly, and then returned to his seat.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly: "Well, at the Wudao Festival, give me the name of your sixth son, let me give it!"

If the opponent blindly avoids the war, he cannot force others.

After all, Jian Wangzong's face is very thick.

And the fact that the three factions Wushang tied with Jianwuji did not make much sense. When the Wudao Festival completely defeated Jianwuji, that was the best choice. Even then, even Chen Chenxing had no reason to block it.

"I'm waiting! I'm afraid you don't have that skill!"

Jian Wuji sneered and closed his eyes again.

"Today the three factions will be successfully concluded. Next, Ben Zong, as the host, will comment on the contestants."

This is also the rule that the three factions will martial arts, mainly to enhance the strength of the three factions disciples, commented by the host of the host.

Chen Nanxing was somewhat dissatisfied with the Beast Palace, mainly because the disciples of the Beast Palace actually lost to the disciples of Yue Huazong, which made him very unhappy.

So when he talked, he was less polite.

From Decepticons to She Jiao, almost every disciple of the Beast King Palace was almost completely criticized by him, as if there were no traces of merit.

"Of course, Ying Wuya has potential, but it still needs to be worked hard, otherwise, three cases in our east will be laughed at!"

At the end of the day, it seemed that the face of the beast palace was not very good, and Chen Nanxing added another sentence.

"Sect Master Chen said that the younger generation will definitely work harder."

Ying Wuya has now completely lowered his mentality. He no longer thinks of himself as a high-level genius. He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary warrior, and everything has to be started from scratch.

Without the consciousness of coming back from the beginning, it would never be possible to surpass Ling Xiao.

Not to mention Sword Promise.

After commenting on the disciples of the Beast Palace, Chen Nanxing turned his attention to Yue Huazong again.

Five people came from Yuehuazong, but actually only four people played. Dantai Ayako did not play, but she didn't seem to play.

Chen Nanxing's first evaluation was Lan Yu'er.

"If you can practice the second volume of "Yuehua Shengdian" to the first level, then maybe you can enter the first one hundred on the sacred martial arts festival, otherwise, everyone will be ruined, and the saints will be ruined!"

Fifty percent of his strength is half a step of Tianzun, and he has practiced "Yuehua Shengdian" before he can make it into the top 100?

How strong are these twelve masters?

You know Lan Yu'er is the first core disciple of Yue Huazong.

Chen Nanxing's words made Ling Xiao and others like Yue Huazong a little dissatisfied.

"You really don't want to be dissatisfied. Entering the top 100, the cultivation of half-step Tianzun to achieve 50% strength is the most basic! It is said that there are twelve sacred pilgrimages. The door took up fifty places!

The second-ranked Bishui Jinggu divided up 30 of them.

In addition, the third-ranked Xuan Huo Sect occupied ten places.

Basically, these three major schools occupy 90 places, and the remaining nine schools will divide the remaining ten places!"

Chen Nanxing said with a sneer: "You Yue Huazong is unclear and normal at this point, because your disciples have never entered the finals at the Budo Festival, and the peripheral knockouts have all been eliminated."

Speaking of which, Chen Nanxing's mouth raised an obvious ridicule.