Sword God

May 12, 396

The sky is bright, the sunrise has not yet risen, but the entire Fengwu City is uncharacteristically awake and gradually boiling.

Many people have walked out of the house and went to the same goal, exactly--

Wind Martial Arena!

The Fengwu Grand Battlefield was built by three giants and five big families. It is located in the center of Fengwu City. It has a huge range and can accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time without being crowded. One meter wide and one meter high.

There are many people around the ring, densely packed, but leaving a passage a few meters wide, a group of people are coming from the passage.

"It's a man from the Tang family."

"That man is Dragon Gun Tang Junluo, it really looks extraordinary."

There are more than fifty people in the Tang family, all of whom must participate in the battle of Fengwu Renjie.

After the Tang tycoons, there are Li tycoons, there are also more than fifty people, followed by Zhao tycoons, there are also more than fifty people, Li Zhenshi and Zhao Wangcheng are among them.

Subsequently, there were participants of the five major families. Compared with the three major giants, the number of participants of the five major families was obviously less, basically more than thirty.

Chen Zong is also among the Chen family.

"Dragon Gun Tang Junluo, famous sword Li Zhenshi, Lengdao Zhao Wangcheng, Zhenjian Chen Zong, Fengwu Sixiaoying are here."

"Did their cultivation practices reach the sixth level of Qi and Blood Realm?"

"By judging by the fluctuation of the power of Qi and Blood exuded from them, it should still be the fifth layer of Qi and Blood Realm. However, all four of them, but geniuses, all have a record of defeating the warriors of Qi and Blood Realm. The war of martial artists is also expected."

"Fengwu Wuxiaojie also came."

Along with the public discussion, more young generations of contestants have arrived, small families and small forces, and others are free martial arts, etc., more and more.

"You few, look for opportunities to make Chen Zong unable to be included in the top 100." The gang leader of the Xiyu Gang secretly explained to several youngsters who participated in the battle of Fengwu Renjie.

Under the pressure of the Chen family, he had to apologize, but his heart was full of hatred and murderous intention towards Chen Zong. He wished to use Chen Zong's skin cramps to raise his bones. Although he can't do it directly now, he can also plug Chen Zong. As long as this time, Chen Zong could not enter the Qi Yao Wu Yuan, and could only wait another year. Perhaps he could find a secret opportunity to kill him and avenge his only son within this year.

"Relax, help the master." Several youngsters nodded.

A figure, if Dapeng spread his wings and soared, circled and landed on a huge ring. He was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe with a wind-shaped mark on it.

"Everyone..." The middle-aged man reached out his hands with a loud voice, and immediately silenced the discussion around him: "My name is Qin Xinshi, the instructor of Wuyaotang of Qiyao Wuyuan, and I will preside over the battle of the heroes of Fengwu City."

"This time, there are 983 people who have signed up to participate in the battle of Fengwurenjie." Qin Xin-style voice blows into everyone's ears like a gust of wind, very clear: "But only the top 100 are eligible to enter the seven. Yaowuyuan."

"Whether you can enter Qi Yao Wu Yuan depends on your own abilities."

"Now, nine hundred and eighty-three people, divided into five groups, successively boarded the big ring melee, and finally fifty people standing on the big ring, qualified for the second melee." Qin Xin's style was concise, and no redundant words were said: "Remember, everything is mainly about shooting down other people in the ring. You can't deliberately cause disability, nor can you help others to deliberately join forces to deal with others. Who dares to violate and remove qualifications."

Soon, nine hundred eighty-three people were divided into groups. The first group to the fourth group were two hundred people each. Only the fifth group had fewer people, one hundred and eighty-three people.

Chen Zong was placed in the third group.

Two hundred people in the first group jumped into the big ring, and immediately dispersed, each looking for a stand and waiting for instructions.

"The first group of melee starts." As soon as Qin's new-style voice fell, two hundred people on the big ring moved and attacked the people around them one after another.

For a time, loud shouts, exclamations, and wind breaking sounds were mixed, very noisy, and the figures flickered alternately, making everyone dazzled.

Qin Xin's eyes are full of God's light, and everyone in the big ring can see clearly. No one can violate the rules under his eyelids.

One figure after another was shot down in the ring. After standing up, he was full of hatred and his face was unwilling, which meant that they were disqualified.

"Fortunately, I have another chance next year." Some people comforted themselves and released their hearts quickly, while others were unable to release their hearts in a short time, because this was their last chance.

Practicing martial arts, talent and effort are not enough. Environmental resources are also important. For example, a top chef, no matter how good the craft, if there are no ingredients, it will not help.

For martial arts trainers in the town, being able to enter any force in Fengwu City is something to be encouraged, but for martial artsmen in Fengwu City, being able to enter Qiyao Wuyuan is even more worthwhile for the gong. Playing drums to celebrate the great thing of three days and three nights is not only glory, but also has great benefits for your martial arts.

Zhao Wangcheng was assigned to the first group. The sword was cold, the sharpness was amazing, and the chill spread away, making people afraid to approach.

There are also some people in the Zhao family who are assigned to the first group, but they dare not join forces with each other. In the past, there have been families who did this, and the result was that all of them were disqualified.

The swords are continuous, and under the sword of Wang Zhaocheng, one martial artsman will fall into the ring, and he will be slightly injured.

"Stop!" Qin Xinshi suddenly said, the first group of warriors on the big ring stopped, and there were exactly 50 people left on it.

Fifty people jumped off the ring, and two hundred people jumped on the ring.

Tang Junluo was in the second group.

A golden dragon-shaped lance, with a thunderous wind and thunder, appeared like a burst of dragon roar under the gun, which was amazing.

Tang Junluo's own arm strength is superior, and the practice of the earth dragon skill is a human-grade high-level skill. As soon as the power of qi and blood runs, the arm strength increases greatly, and the marksmanship is superb. There are not many people who can contend with it.

About a quarter of an hour later, the second group of scuffles ended, leaving the last fifty.

The third group with the most attention is Chen Zong.

"Clan brothers cheer." Chen Zhong encouraged Chen Zong, his cultivation base broke through to the sixth layer of Qi and Blood last month and was assigned to the fourth group.

Nodding, Chen Zong took a few steps forward and jumped into the ring.

The melee begins.

The strong wind attacked from the side, and the force was heavy, as if it could open the monument and crack the stone. That is a trick to build a martial art.

Everyone knows that this is just the first scuffle, and then the second will be carried out. Naturally, it is necessary to retain the strength as much as possible, and it will not easily exert human-level martial arts.

The second heavy sword is awesome, and the power of qi and blood is carried, such as the impact of the sword, and the power is greatly increased. Chen Zong did not pull the sword. The right hand raised a palm like a flapping and a slamming, bringing a terrible dragon. Voices.

Dacheng pinnacle of the dragon!

The power of this palm is also better than the tiger power fist that has entered the microcosm.

Under one palm, the fists collided, and those who attacked Chen Zong suddenly retreated one after another, and they could not stop their footsteps. They fell back into the ring, and Chen Zong shook his body. Jianyue Jianguang directly defeated the sword he had hacked.

Yang Feiyu was holding a treasure iron sword, and the sword was as bright as Feihong. With the sound of crispness, under the cover of several children of the Yang Family's Qi and Blood Realm, he came to Chen Zong.

Qin Xinshi's gaze looked at it all at once, but the children of the Yang family only took cover, did not join hands against the same person, and he didn't say anything.

"Chen Zong, you do not want to enter the Qi Yao Wu Yuan." Yang Feiyu killed Chen Zong, his voice was cold, the power of blood exploded, and he shot with all his strength. Here comes the culling.

The first weight of the flying eagle swordsmanship has reached the peak of Xiaocheng.

"You don't have this qualification yet." Chen Zong sneered and did not use the beamsplitting swordsmanship, but the real sword was exploded with eight swords like a giant artillery bombardment. Lit up.

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?" Qin Xinshi was puzzled. It was certain that it was a foundation-building martial art, but it was so surprising that the power was so arrogant.

The sword light collided, the eagle fell down, was instantly defeated, the long sword bombarded away, Yang Feiyu's face changed greatly, and immediately showed Zhan Feihong walking forward, his figure drifted back, Chen Zong stepped out, The long sword was transformed from a thorn to a slash, bursting out the maximum power with the smallest force, and slashing heavily on the sword raised by Yang Feiyu.

The terrible power caused Yang Feiyu to bend the sword in his hand instantly and hit him on the chest. Yang Feiyu, who was still in the middle of the air, had no place to borrow and quickly drifted back. After landing, he could not stop his body. Endlessly, he retreated directly to the edge of the ring before he stood firm. When he secretly rejoiced, the wind screamed, and a leg came in front of him.

Reluctantly shot to resist, too hasty, directly kicked and fell to the ring by that leg.

"Damn it!" Under the ring, Yang Feiyu's face was full of iron. Although he still had a chance next year, he couldn't let go, looking at Chen Zong's eyes, full of hate.

The last time at Tang Junluo's Ascension Dragon meeting made me embarrassed. This time, I couldn't even enter Qi Yao Wuyuan. Damn it.

Much of Qin Xinshi’s attention fell on Chen Zong, just the sword, and even the mentor of Qiyao Wuyuan was astonishing. To be sure, he couldn’t find that in the entire Qiyao Wuyuan. Foundation-building martial arts.

"I didn't expect this kind of accidental discovery." Qin Xin-style secret road, quite curious in his heart: "And, this son's cultivation behavior has not yet reached the peak of the fifth level of Qi and Blood Realm, and he can easily defeat the sixth level of Qi and Blood Realm An amazing genius."

In his mind, he gave Chen Zong a focus on the definition.

Since ascending to the big ring, Chen Zonglian has shot successively and was shot down by the big ring by himself. There have been more than a dozen. In addition to Yang Feiyu, all others have six levels of Qi and Xue.

At this time, two people approached Chen Zong from the front and back. At a certain distance, the two suddenly burst into the strength of blood and exerted martial arts. They attacked Chen Zong from both directions, causing Chen Zong to be attacked.

The Chen family paid attention to the changes in the face of Chen Zongzhe and his mentor Qin Xinshi, and the drizzle helped the master's eyes flashed with excitement.