Mortal's journey to immortality

On the seventh high platform, the first round and second group's duel between Tanyu and Huang Ziyu made the thousands of monks watching excited.

Not only did they see the tyranny of the Huang family's "Lighting Fire", but they also saw for the first time the pressure and magic of space in "Rain Sword Jue" and the different beauty of Tan Yu's heroic posture.

When Tanyu spurted out a mouthful of blood, Huang Ziyu raised his right hand and admitted defeat, while countless monks in the audience seemed to feel the same way:

"do not want!"

"Fairy!"

"what!"

"Bastard!"

......

All kinds of passionate, indignant, and excited voices swept towards Huang Ziyu overwhelmingly, and some even directly dropped their words to cause trouble for him.

On the second floor attic, Qing Yu from Yujian Mountain shot two sharp glances, "Hey", Huang Long, the head of the Huang family, received the sharp look in Qing Yu's eyes, smiled, picked up the wine glass, and chewed slowly.

Although Huang Ziyu was defeated, what he didn't expect was that he actually summoned the Jinyang magical power in "Liaoyuan Gun" that can only be used in the Nascent Soul stage, and delivered a peerless blow that even he couldn't do at the beginning. arrive.

He was comforted and very happy in his heart. It was enough for the Huang family to have Huang Ziyu in this generation.

With the winner decided between the two, the second set of duels came to an end.

"Brush, brush, brush, brush, brush..."

Sixteen core disciples leaped over the high platform and started a fierce battle in the third group.

The exciting, dazzling, and exciting battle scene on the stage made Wang Lu sigh. The Four Beast Sect was worthy of being the leader in Northern Xinjiang. The forty-eight core disciples who had already appeared on the stage showed great strength.

They have profound knowledge, deep magic power, and outstanding spiritual knowledge, experience, and various magical skills. If you drop one of them in the Western Desert, he will become the core disciple of any large sect.

God's proud son, well deserved.

The Five Beasts and Xiang Feng were assigned to this group, and they all defeated their respective opponents relatively easily. Less than half of the incense sticks were not available, and the third group ended.

The last group, open.

Hey, it’s finally here!

Wang Lu murmured to himself and stared at the fifth high platform. He secretly took a breath and stamped his foot. Like a cannonball, it rose into the sky and landed firmly on the high platform with a "clang".

The opponent is a demure woman with peak cultivation level in the late Jindan period. She is dressed in a pink skirt and looks like Xiaojiabiyu. She looks slim and delicate, but her whole body exudes a sharpness that is as immovable as a mountain, like a sword cutting through the sky.

"Fu Lou Tan Ming." Wang Lu slightly cupped his fists.

"Kang Jiakang Xuan." When the female cultivator saw Wang Lu, who was dressed in black, her eyelids trembled slightly, and a very bad feeling arose spontaneously.

This man is thin, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his eyes are so black that he seems to be able to see through people. He looks skinny, but he looks like a cold and strange snake, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time, which is very dangerous.

She knew that the opponent was very fast, and the two Dange disciples were defeated by his strange movement skills.

Kang Xuan then released a blue jade pendant, and a piece of water-like blue light enveloped her. With a slight shake of her jade hand, a spiritual sword as white as snow with surging spiritual energy came into her hand.

"Fudokensan!"

Without stopping for a moment, her magic power increased rapidly, and a simple, majestic and vague blue sword mountain appeared from behind her.

Seeing this, there was a sudden uproar under the fifth high platform. So far in the fight, Kang Xuan was the first person to summon the vision before the fight. Could it be that she wanted to fight quickly and defeat her opponent in one blow?

With this thought in mind, everyone watched intently.

Wang Lu's black hair stood up without the wind, and waves of strong air surged in one after another, cutting into his body like a knife.

He looked calm, his eyes shot out two strange lights, and there was no fluctuation in the face of Kang Xuan's powerful and sharp sword.

Hum, pretentious, pretentious, courting death.

Kang Xuan's beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly at Wang Lu's indifference. Even an ordinary strong person in the early stage of Nascent Soul would defend or launch some counterattacks under such pressure. The more the other party acted like this, the more strange and angry she felt. combustion.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

She let out a breath, and the spirit sword jumped back and forth between her hands.

"call!"

The sword mountain swayed faintly from side to side, and a hurricane blew up. Tens of thousands of snow-white spiritual swords appeared and rushed towards the opponent in the blink of an eye.

"drink!"

Wang Lu finally reacted. He shook his feet, assumed a posture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, and punched out in the face of the sharp sword stream coming from the spiritual energy.

"what!"

The timid ones in the audience couldn't help but scream. Using their fleshly bodies to resist being pierced by thousands of swords was like playing with fire and burning themselves.

The five beasts also paid attention to the fighting between the two.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and when Wang Lu punched out, a circle of extremely light and almost transparent black light instantly enveloped him, and an unparalleled force surged out when the light black fist was extended. out.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

After punching out, the air seemed to be extremely frightened, screaming at a very fast speed, ear-piercing and deafening.

"boom!"

The surging sword flow caused the ice to disintegrate and dissipate with one punch.

"Oops!"

Before anyone could react, Kang Xuan's face changed drastically and she blurted out.

The sword mountain behind her suddenly shook and shrank sharply. With a "swipe" sound, it turned into a ball of blue and merged into the snow-white spirit sword. The spirit sword instantly turned green and white, and burst out with a blue-white aura with extremely amazing spiritual power, covering her tightly and completely. .

At the same time, she struggled to raise the spirit sword with both hands and slashed forward.

"The sword is like a mountain!"

"Hocha!"

A bolt of lightning pierced the void, and above the high platform, a green and white giant sword that was one hundred feet long and thirty feet wide was like a flying fairy from the sky. It fell from the sky with lightning speed, and the sword energy was like fishes scurrying around in rising water. The space in front of Kang Xuan was torn into pieces with a "click, click".

Wang Lu, who had disappeared a third of the time before, appeared unscathed in the space that was about to shatter.

The catastrophe of death was right in front of him. The weight of the giant sword and the sharpness of the sword completely imprisoned him and beheaded him.

"what!"

Wang Lu yelled, and with all his strength, the space suddenly loosened. He suddenly sank down and stepped on the ground. "Boom", the entire high platform shook violently, and he punched the giant sword that was about to cut him in two.

"boom!"

The giant sword just paused, but its downward momentum continued unabated.

"Then blow you up!"

Wang Lu gritted his teeth.

"Hoo, ho, ho, ho, ho..."

Hundreds of powerful fists roared out, and the giant sword stopped, stopped, and stopped again...

"Final blow!"

Wang Lu raised his eyes and looked at the giant sword with cracks all over the body and about to fall apart, and struck again.

"boom!"

The giant sword disappeared and everything returned to calm.

"Boom!"

Kang Xuan suddenly couldn't help but hold the spirit sword tightly. The tip of the sword touched the ground, supporting herself who was panting and half-kneeling on the ground with a white face.

Seeing this, Wang Lu remained silent, turned around, and jumped down from the high platform.

"Ah ah ah ah ah......"

Crazy, completely crazy, is this person a monster?

To be able to blow up a frightening giant sword that was so powerful and blessed by mysterious phenomena with just his fists is simply unbelievable and unimaginable.

On the fifth high platform, many monks who were paying attention to this battle couldn't help but erupt into bursts of exclamations and screams from deep within.

Wang Lu suddenly appeared like a tyrannical and unreasonable person, just like:

The wind blew up and wrinkled a pool of spring water.