I have three thousand skill trees

The four looked at each other, and after a slight hesitation, the one who looked the oldest among the four walked up to Fu Aoxue without hesitation.

"Luo Tonghuang, who joined the Ziyang Sect at the age of four, is now 120 and five years old, on the seventh floor of the Emperor Realm!"

The young man who seemed to be in his 30s slowly spoke about his situation, which made it clear that he was going to challenge in public.

"The Fu family, Fu Aoxue! This year has just turned thirty, the ninth floor of the Absolute Emperor Realm!"

"Don't be so troublesome, the four of you can go together."

There was obvious impatience on Fu Aoxue's face. He waved his hand, signaling the other three true disciples to come over and fight with him.

The faces of the four true disciples changed drastically at the same time, and they felt a strong feeling of being humiliated, but it was naturally impossible for them to join forces to attack.

They stood up in order to try to compete for the qualifications of core disciples. If they really fought together, it would be considered a final victory, but what's the point?
"Go ahead!"

Luo Tonghuang roared with an ugly face. Hearing that the opponent's cultivation level was so much higher than his own, he had given up hope for a long time, but at this time he couldn't just retreat like this, he could only choose to suffer a defeat.

"You just make the move. If you really let me make the move first, how can your life be there?"

Fu Aoxue urged impatiently, her expression was full of disdain.

He is invincible at the same level, even a super evildoer who can fight at a higher level, so how can he take a person who is not as good as him in his eyes?
"it is good!"

Luo Tonghuang felt grief and indignation in his heart, he suddenly stopped drinking, and a strangely shaped weapon suddenly appeared in his hand.

There were hundreds of sharp blades on that weapon, and as Luo Tonghuang swung it forward, heartbreaking and terrifying sounds came out from that strange weapon.

"Ridiculous!"

Seeing such a strange attack, Fu Aoxue was full of disdain. For him, this kind of phonetic attack could be completely ignored, and the other party's attack itself was extremely weak in his opinion.

In fact, Luo Tonghuang's realm was forcibly raised by external forces recently, and it has not been stabilized at all, let alone burst out with surprising power.

"Oh!"

The next moment, among the blades flying all over the sky, Fu Aoxue kicked out in the midst of countless phonic attacks like howling ghosts and wolves, and immediately kicked Luo Tonghuang until his mouth and nose spurted blood, and hundreds of bones in his body were shattered!

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Luo Tonghuang's master suddenly exclaimed, obviously he did not expect that his disciple would suffer such a serious injury in the same sect.

"Why should you be surprised? The times are different now! The apocalypse is about to come, there is no time for you to play around! Since you dare to compete, you must not blame others for death or injury! Aoxue is showing mercy!"

Fu Wanshan snorted coldly, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say anything more.

Perhaps, what Fu Wanshan said is right. Now that the cultivation world is facing a catastrophe, it is natural that the survival of the fittest will survive. Even if it is a fight between the same sects, it is absolutely necessary to break out with all your strength.

"Brother Fu is amazing! I'll be convinced!"

On the other side, when the three major disciples saw Fu Aoxue's impatient gaze, they all trembled and couldn't help but bowed and saluted, completely expressing their surrender.

"Don't dare to fight? Is this the true disciple of my Ziyang Sect? It really is a bunch of trash!"

Fu Aoxue frowned immediately, and he snorted coldly, as if deeply regretting that he had not been able to defeat these three with his own hands.

The three major true disciples dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. They lowered their heads and returned to the team. Although their expressions were hard to see the apex, they never dared to say a word of nonsense.

"In these years, the sect has been under the control of my master. Even if it can't be said to be thriving, it will not cultivate a group of waste."

Just when everyone was terrified and didn't know what to do, an obviously extremely displeased voice came, and everyone immediately turned their heads, only to see a burly and bold figure striding out from the team of true disciples. figure.

"It's Sect Master Yan's direct disciple!"

"Brother Fu said that before, he was clearly slapping Sect Master Yan in the face, and blamed him for not leading the Ziyang Sect well during the time of Sect Master's retreat! Under such circumstances, Senior Brother Yan will definitely fight!"

"That's right, with Senior Brother Yan's character, he is naturally going to fight, but with his strength..."

Everyone immediately started discussing, although Fu Wanshan is very powerful, Fu Aoxue is even more powerful, but they are so domineering and powerful, naturally they can't win the hearts of the people in a short time.

"Yan Er! I'm almost two hundred years old this year, and I still haven't stepped into the Holy Heaven Realm! I'm probably the least talented among the true disciples!"

Yan Er stood in front of Fu Aoxue one step at a time, he said lightly, his expression was full of calm and firmness.

With his temperament, he has no interest in these things of competing with each other, but since the other party has hurt his master's face, he naturally has to stand out as a disciple!
"Yan Er is good! Among these incompetent true disciples, he is outstanding!" At this time, Fu Wanshan suddenly made a comment full of admiration, and everyone was speechless for a while.

Obviously, in Fu Wanshan's mind, he really didn't pay attention to this generation of true disciples, rather than targeting someone alone.

Yan Tiannan nodded with an ugly expression, he stared at Yan Er firmly, and his heart was full of worry.

"Let's do it!" Fu Aoxue's face showed a rare seriousness.

At least, the realm of the two is the same!

"Shh!"

The next moment, Yan's sword light flashed, and many people subconsciously closed their eyes, as if a flash of lightning had stung their eyes instantly.

"Good swordsmanship! If he hadn't been obsessed with swordsmanship, he might have advanced to the Holy Heaven Realm!"

As soon as the sword came out, Fu Wanshan was slightly moved, and then he looked at Yan Tiannan with some regret, obviously extremely dissatisfied with his behavior of insisting on letting his disciples practice swordsmanship.

"Not bad!"

Fu Aoxue took a step back. There was a line of blood flowing down his chest, but the wound was obviously not deep.

"I still have a sword."

Yan Er's face was a bit ugly, he tried his best to strike this sword, but the other party didn't take the initiative to strike, it was like giving him a sword.

Immediately, he swung the long sword slowly, the last sword was at extreme speed, but this one was so slow that everyone was annoyed for a while, wishing he could help Yan Er to speed up.