After I failed, I became the darling of the entire sect’s genius group.

The falling force of the four majestic statues of monsters caused the atmosphere to condense. On the last pillar, Fu Xue Feng Mo's hair spread out and trembled with the atmosphere.

At that last moment, Fu Xuefeng raised his head, his eyes clear and quiet.

It seems that he has made the decision to die here.

However, Weitian Demon General suddenly felt uneasy.

No, what's in those eyes is not human life, but something else.

click!

A sound like the cracking of celadon in a kiln came. Before the great demon general could think about the source of the sound, he saw the four statues of the most powerful monsters frozen in the air.

"what?"

The Great Demon General soon understood where the cracking sound came from.

I saw that there were fine cracks on the four statues of Warcraft, and these cracks were still expanding rapidly!

boom!

The celadon cracked... no, the cyan sky cracked, and the ink clouds and smoke in the cyan sky disappeared together.

"The Eighth Form of the Tianyan Sword Technique—Original Angry Sky!"

A green sword light came straight through like a rainbow at sunset.

At this moment, the Great Demon General realized the real attack in the broken blue sky, and had to hurriedly raise his sword to block it.

……

Within Lan Mansion, similar battles are taking place in every sealed space isolated by white rock pillars.

Of course, most of those who participated in the battle were from the Celestial Realm or above. Those who participated in the battle below the Celestial Realm like Fuxue Feng were obvious exceptions.

And their identities are all genius disciples recruited from Tianluo Continent by Lanchuan Continent in their early years.

These people's human capital is outstanding, and coupled with the careful cultivation of the Lanchuan Continent's forces, many have broken through the Celestial Immortal Realm and the Mysterious Immortal Realm, and some of them have even entered the Golden Immortal Realm.

According to each college competition, they are divided into first-generation students, second-generation students, etc. Ren Wei, who entered the Xuanxian Realm, is a fifth-generation student. Within twenty years, she has entered the Xuanxian Realm. This is already the same period. The best among them.

At this moment, Ren Wei was standing next to the corpse of a demon general, looking to the south.

"The one over there must be a first-year student this year. This is too perverted."

Although the existence of Baiyan Zhenzhu has isolated most of the perceptions, the aftermath of the battle still coming from next door still affects this place.

The earth trembled, accompanied by low roars of beasts and birdsong.

Suddenly, the ground shook again, and this time there was no unnecessary sound, but precisely because of this, he was even more surprised.

Because she clearly remembered that the aura of the demon general in the west wall was very powerful, and his opponent had only just entered the Mahayana stage.

She still remembered that he was a handsome and cold boy as cold as the moon.

At first, she was worried about the strength of the opponent chosen by this young man, but now it seems that her worries are completely unnecessary.

boom!

The white rock pillar on that side was actually shaken, revealing a large crack.

Ren Chao looked in through the crack out of curiosity.

At first glance, he did not see the young man, but a male lion with white fireworks and a giant python with purple scales and gold edges.

The two beasts seemed to be playing with a ball. It's just that the trajectory of the ball is a bit strange, it looks more like two beasts competing on how to prevent the ball from escaping.

"Wow, what a cute beast..."

When she saw this lovely scene, an unconscious aunty smile appeared on her lips.

"boom!"

The ball hit a pillar wall with an astonishing force, forcefully knocking the extremely hard white rock pillar wall into a crooked shape.

The ball itself got stuck on the pillar wall.

Ren Wei finally understood where the gap she was using came from.

And the ball also fell down at this time.

That turned out to be a demon general with huge membrane wings!

The demon general, who had been tortured for a long time, finally stood up unsteadily and looked at Wen Zixuan covered in blood, with murderous intent in his eyes.

but……

A light blue arc was seen as fast as lightning, and before he could react, it had already passed through the entire field of vision of the demon general.

"God...divine power!"

The Demon General finally said these words, but his body was turned into ashes.

"It's so easy to win. The first batch of freshmen is as scary as a slave!" Ren Wei said in disbelief.

In fact, Wen Zixuan himself did not expect to win so easily.

"I didn't expect that the 'Hu Fei Luan Talisman - Enhanced Power Version' that Junior Sister Su gave me for trial use would be so powerful. Maybe I should buy a few more with her to prepare." Wen Zixuan said helplessly.

He vaguely remembered the scene when Su Shiyuan brought the talisman paper with a sweet smile, and seemed to be planning to sell one for 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones?

But the spiritual stones on his body are too scarce now, so maybe he should find a way to make some money from outside the Tianjian Sect.

……

boom!

Tang Xinghui's body hit the white rock pillar, and the huge impact made all the internal organs in his chest tremble, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Roar!

The demon general who faced him was nine feet long, holding a golden melon and a sledgehammer. He had a human face, but his roar was that of a beast.

He rushed towards Tang Xinghui, but Tang Xinghui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and quickly dodged to the side.

The sledgehammer smashed the rock pillar hard, and the flying fragments made several deep cuts on Tang Xinghui.

Panting heavily, he looked past the demon general and towards Jian Wuya, who was watching all this indifferently.

Jian Wuya was still so indifferent, and Tang Xinghui's miserable struggle seemed to have become his entertainment.

No, maybe not even a show.

Jian Wuya's eyes became obviously impatient, his hand gently stroked the void, and half of a frameless black sword emerged from the void.

He was about to take action, intending to end this boredom.

Seeing that he was about to take action, Tang Xinghui's face showed no joy.

On the contrary, he became anxious.

If Jian Wuya were to take action, he even suspected that he himself would be mercilessly killed by Jian Wuya.

"Master, please give me a little more time." Tang Xinghui said.

Jian Wuya was silent for a moment, and at this moment, Tang Xinghui also raised his heart to his throat.

Finally, Jian Wuya let go of his hand on the hilt, and the gridless black sword suddenly disappeared.

"I'll give you one more stick of incense and don't make me feel bored anymore."

"Thank you, Master." Tang Xinghui said.

But his mood failed to calm down. On the contrary, he became even more impatient.

The words had already left his mouth, and he had a hunch that if he didn't do something, he might not survive today.

However, what is he going to do?

Although his swordsmanship has improved greatly under Jian Wuya's guidance, this improvement is nothing compared to Fuxue Feng's.

He found that his growth might not even keep up with Gu Huixue, who had recently made a comeback.

So, what is the significance of his existence among Jian Wuya's three disciples?