My life of martial arts training

On the other side.

On the sky curtain, seven images suddenly appeared, and the images were being played in turn. They were reflected in the Zhenwu Tower.

This is also a tradition of the Zhenwu battle. Every time the Zhenwu battle takes place, the mirror image will be displayed. Therefore, it attracts warriors from all over the world to watch the battle.

However, the Zhenwu Sect will also take into account the face of many body refinement realms. They must use divine thoughts to watch the images, and the rest are casual.

"Damn, this lunatic."

Two white lights flashed, and it was the two unlucky brothers before, cursing.

"It's only been a short time since the start, and seven people have been eliminated."

"Not only that, but three people died in the Zhenwu Tower." Someone took a breath and sighed.

"I don't know who died. I'm afraid the strength behind them will be heartbroken." Someone gloated.

Youxing sensed the movement in the storage ring, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took out the item that emitted the strange sound. When he looked at the broken jade card in his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Who is it?" His handsome face twisted together and growled.

"Brother You, what's wrong?" Long Kai frowned slightly and asked.

"The saint of my sect is dead." You Xing gritted his teeth and said. Before participating in the war, each sect would prepare a life card and check the casualties.

After all, every Zhenwu battle is extremely fierce.

And it is forbidden to use any external force that does not belong to you in the Zhenwu Tower, so anyone may die.

But he could never have thought that You Shiwan would die less than half a minute after entering.

"What?" Long Kai looked surprised.

Many people noticed the situation of Tianyoumen and cast strange eyes.

"Hehe, old demon Youxing, look at your miserable appearance, is there someone dead?" A big man in golden armor, with his arms crossed, said sarcastically.

You Xing snorted coldly and ignored the other party, secretly guessing who did it.

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Searched for several more hours.

Shen Yuan found Yan Kuang and Wang Junfen.

"Holy Son."

"Any news about Tianyou Sect and Kuanglong Sect?" Shen Yuan asked.

"We didn't meet them." The two shook their heads.

"This is the body and storage ring of the Saintess of Tianyou Sect. Let's see if there are any clues. After we get rid of them, we can compete for the ranking." Shen Yuan threw the storage ring over. After half a day, the mark on it was naturally erased by him.

The ten light beams have all moved their directions at this moment, indicating that all the tokens have fallen into the hands of others, but the light beams cannot be blocked and must wait until the end.

"This..." Looking at the white and cold female corpse, the two were shocked. It has only been a short time, and the arrogant Saintess of Tianyou Sect has turned into a cold corpse.

After searching, they really found a proof.

"Thousand Miles Chasing Souls!"

Wang Junfen used the tracking secret method, but under the cover of the fog, it was similar to a positioning compass. It could only get a general direction, and it was sometimes effective and sometimes not.

After a moment, Wang Junfen reported two locations.

"Go to the east first." Shen Yuan thought for a moment and said.

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A big sun fell like a meteorite.

"Boom!"

The violent shock wave rushed in all directions, and the soil, gravel, and wood chips turned into black waves, and golden flames were mixed in, turning into a terrifying flame dust storm.

"Roar!"

In this tsunami-like dust storm, bursts of roars were heard. The black dragon constructed by the true essence waved its wings, with a hideous head, and rushed in the flame dust storm.

"Yan Kuang, Wang Junfen, I didn't go to find you, but you came to me instead. You really don't know how to live or die."

A savage man with a naked upper body and a beast skin wrapped around his lower body drove the black dragon. He was filled with a domineering, flamboyant, and profound aura. He was the contemporary saint of the Crazy Dragon Sect, Long Hao.

Unlike Shen Yuan, the Holy Son of the Mad Dragon Sect had already decided that Long Hao had practiced for many years and his strength was already in the late stage.

He jumped up from the dragon head and came to Yan Kuang in an instant. His five fingers were like claws, and there was a huge dragon claw shadow behind him, slapping down together.

"Red Sun Piercing the Sun!"

Yan Kuang shouted, and the air around him expanded violently, the temperature rose sharply, and a group of red light condensed, like a volcano about to erupt, the light became more and more intense and dazzling.

"Boom!"

The red light instantly turned into a beam of light as hot and thick as the sun, and shot towards Long Hao at an astonishing speed.

Scales appeared on Long Hao's arm. When the beam touched, although it did not penetrate his palm, the scales on his arm quickly turned red and hot.

Wang Junfen, who was on the side, came behind him, and the tip of his fist burned with blazing flames, and slammed down towards the opponent's spine.

Long Hao's face did not change, twisting his waist and hips, and a dragon tail condensed at some point, slapping Wang Junfen.

Wang Junfen's eyes were gloomy. This powerful and heavy attack had no additional attributes. It was the purest and most brutal force. The space along the way was squeezed together, distorting the vision.

His figure was like the light of the rising sun in the morning, erratic, avoiding this attack.

After shaking off Wang Junfen, Long Hao's face became ferocious, the muscles in his arms were tense, the veins bulged, and he suddenly exerted force. The red beam that was originally straight forward was gradually pressed back.

Yan Kuang's face changed. At this moment, it was too late to dodge. He hurriedly retracted his attack and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

The surface of his body condensed into a suit of armor. The next moment, he only felt a huge force like a tidal wave coming at him.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a dull bang, Yan Kuang's body fell rapidly like a cannonball and sank into the ground.

The moment he hit the ground, the powerful impact force spread around him, and the soil was rolling and roaring like a giant beast.

Dust filled the air, covering the sky and the sun.

An extremely aggressive divine thought swept down.

"Black Dragon Bite!"

The black dragon circled and danced, and then pressed down on the ground like a giant pillar.

Wang Junfen's face changed drastically and he rushed forward.

"It's too late to react now!" Long Hao grinned.

Just when he was about to hit Yan Kuang, Wang Junfen's anxious expression changed, with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth, and his hands quickly formed seals:

"The soul is the thread, imprisoning the soul, the void is the lock, trapping the enemy's body!"

Yan Yang Coffin Sealing Technique! !

"Not good!"

Long Hao's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was alerted frantically. The sharp cry almost tore his soul apart!

"I admit..."

Before he could act consciously, three divine thoughts imprisoned his soul like ropes.

At this moment, he lost all consciousness and his eyes became dull.

The space behind him cracked, and a pair of wings burning with golden flames flew out. On the belly of the Golden Crow was a pair of cold eyes with murderous intent.

Shen Yuan's palm was like a knife, seemingly slow but actually fast, from top to bottom.