Fighting the Martial Universe

Seeing that the Starlight Warhorses were about to rush forward, Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth and constantly wielded his long sword, smashing the Starlight Warhorses to pieces.

A Starlight Warhorse is nothing at all, but if hundreds of Starlight Warhorses attack together, it is very terrifying.

Zhou Yuan tried his best to cut all the Starlight Warhorse into pieces.

However, what greeted his eyes was a thumb, which was directly suppressed against his head.

"You can't beat me!"

Zhou Yuan shouted angrily, and the long sword slashed again, and a fire cloud sword light blasted towards Zhang Mofan.

This Zhang Mofan, simply arrogant, didn't use weapons to attack him, but a thumb.

However, what he didn't expect was that Zhang Mofan's thumb suddenly swept through a jet black vortex, tearing his sword light directly and cleanly.

In the end, Zhang Mofan's thumb was also directly bombarded on his chest, directly flying him out.

"Zhou Yuan, you lost!"

Zhang Mofan said lightly.

Zhou Yuan spouted blood, glared at Zhang Mofan, and said, "I didn't lose!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands, and the Fire Cloud Sword in his hand continued to vibrate, turning into a series of Fire Cloud Sword Qi.

At this moment, his aura was also tumbling, forming a gust of wind.

After blowing Zhou Yuan's clothes tumbling, his black hair turned into the color of a fire cloud, and he kept dancing.

There was no fear in his eyes, and he looked down at Zhang Mofan gloomily.

At this moment, it was like the Fire Cloud Demon Lord descended.

"Now answer me, who lost?"

Zhou Yun asked lowly.

Its voice, like a magic sound, echoed across the world.

Enduring!

Many disciples were secretly shocked when they saw this scene. This terrifying aura has completely surpassed the level of the sixth layer of imperial qi.

There is no suspense about who is the real winner.

It's Zhou Yuan.

This is his true strength.

"This Zhou Yuan is worthy of being a genius in Zhongzhou. Zhongzhou is the strongest prefecture among the hundred states. Can the genius cultivated by it be weak?"

"The warriors of the Hundred Thousand Dashan Mountains have all gone through layers of selection before entering the Zonghengmen. To be honest, apart from the top geniuses, we, the warriors of the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, are not as good as them."

Many handyman disciples shook their heads.

However, Zhang Mofan disagreed, his eyes glowed with gold on one side and purple on the other.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mofan floated up, holding a shield in one hand and a long sword in the other.

With a random swing of the long sword, the entire ground was cracked.

Among Zhou Yuan's dark eyes, there was an extremely useful shock: "You--"

He remembered this trick. Zhang Mofan used this trick to defeat his younger brother. Now, when he performs this trick again, his aura is even more terrifying.

He knew that this was Zhang Mofan's real trump card, because not showing it was very energy-consuming.

Zhang Mofan at this time was like a **** overlooking the heavens and the earth.

"Zhou Yuan, are you worthy of a fight with me?"

Zhang Mofan's voice, like a god, shook the dark clouds, and unexpectedly began to collapse.

"Are you going to fight?"

Zhang Mofan held the Eastern Emperor Sword high, the golden light flickered, illuminating the entire space.

"I am the number one genius in Zhongzhou, the number one genius in the hundred thousand mountains. Among the hundred thousand mountains, no one can beat me, neither can you."

Zhou Yuan roared.

Obviously, he still refuses to admit defeat, and the pride in his heart prevents him from giving in.

Zhou Yi has been letting his brother because Zhou Yuan is too proud. He has been practicing smoothly and has never suffered any setbacks.

It is precisely because of this that the pride of his own savings is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Even if he were to die, he would not succumb.

"I am the most talented warrior in Shiwan Dashan."

Zhang Mofan waved his long sword, and the golden sword light shot out directly.

The assessment of the Void Battlefield is not a real test of strength. He defeated Zhou Yi, and now he defeated Zhou Yuan.

The first genius of Shiwan Dashan has no suspense.

The golden sword light swept across, even if Zhou Yuan could resist this move, it wouldn't end up much better.

however!

Just now.

A long robe suddenly straddled between the two, with a wave of the big sleeve, directly shattering the golden sword light.

The one who came here was the elder Qingfeng!

"You have won this battle. There is no need to continue fighting."

Elder Qingfeng smashed Zhang Mofan's sword light, and said indifferently.

Zhang Mofan took back the fighting spirit and turned it back into a four-layer imperial warrior. He said, "Elder Qingfeng, I hope you can take care of the disciples around you. After all, this spirit rice field is the resource of the Zongxongmen. It is nothing if it is destroyed. , But I don’t want it to be too much."

From the very beginning, Zhou Yuan took the initiative to provoke him, and he did so.

Now that he defeated Zhou Yuan, the opponent might also converge a little.

"Zhang Mofan, you are very talented, I am afraid it is comparable to those talented disciples in the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but there is one thing you are missing."

Elder Qingfeng said.

"I'm wrong?"

Zhang Mofan was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Where did I go wrong?"

"It's your fault that you didn't worship me as a teacher."

Elder Qingfeng said: "Do you know how many talented disciples I have taught? The top disciples in the vertical and horizontal list, with 50% of them, are all taught by me. As long as I have enough time, Zhou Yuan will rush It’s not impossible to super you."

He has his own way of teaching his disciples. As for Bai Qiu, will she?

Many of the handyman disciples around Bai Qiu failed to become entry-level disciples. As for the handy-duty disciples he taught, Jiucheng was able to become entry-level disciples.

He values ​​Zhang Mofan very much. In his opinion, Zhang Mofan has extraordinary potential, at least greater than the Zhou family brothers.

However, Zhang Mofan did not visit his mountain.

"Then I will look forward to his growth, but the warrior I defeated by Zhang Mofan is destined to keep crawling under me and want to overtake me? There is no door."

As Zhang Mofan said, he left directly, and a dozen of the handyman disciples of Qiu Yefeng followed.

Wang Miaomiao walked behind Zhang Mofan ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ frowned and said: "Zhang Mofan, Elder Qingfeng is a very senior elder in the vertical and horizontal sect. He has average talents, but he is very good at teaching his disciples. Maybe he really needs to train him seriously. Zhou Yuan, the growth of Zhou Yuan was absolutely terrifying."

"Oh? Is that so powerful?"

Zhang Mofan couldn't help asking.

"Ok!"

Wang Miaomiao nodded, and said: "Every year for the appraisal of entry-level disciples, Qingfeng has the largest number of successful cultivation peaks."

"What about our Qiuyefeng?"

Zhang Mofan asked.

Wang Miaomiao's pretty face was slightly embarrassed, and said: "I have been in Qiuyefeng for almost three years. During this period, only one disciple became a beginner disciple. The other handyman disciples either failed or were expelled from the Zonghengmen."

(End of this chapter)

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