Saint Ancestor of All Demons

The corner of Xiang Chen's mouth rose: "I learned another good trick from Yin Ren Lao Liu - I will practice more secret energy bursting skills like this when I have time."

The opponent's arms were blown to pieces. How could such a top grandmaster not seize such a good opportunity?

Wang Chong's body and sword merged into one, turning into sword light and rushing towards him, and he swung his heavy sword out to kill.

This sword turned into an absolute realm, and Nie Fengyun felt that it was difficult for him to get rid of it. The sword light was like water splashing ink, slowly appearing in front of his eyes.

The entire surrounding world is within the domain of this sword, and is filled with the domineering sword energy of this sword.

The heavy sword slashed through Nie Fengyun's chest with an unstoppable force. The bones on Nie Fengyun's chest were instantly cut and shattered. The man was almost killed and shot backwards in two parts. His eyes were full of shock and anger!

Blood splattered, and Wang Chong did not continue to pursue him. He looked at the opponent who was retreating due to the explosion of blood, cupping his fists and saying, "Brother Nie, I accept it!"

"Grandmaster Wang Chong succeeded!"

"Grandmaster Nie Fengyun's sixth ranking is not guaranteed!"

When the others saw this scene, they all came to their senses and were in an uproar.

Nie Fengyun stabilized his figure, using his magic power to control the wound from exploding and breaking himself into two pieces.

His face was gloomy and uncertain, but he finally slowly clasped his fists and said, "Brother Wang is good at swordsmanship, and the hidden strength of his hand is an eye-opener for me. I will come back to Brother Wang for advice in the future!"

Wang Chong said calmly: "We are waiting for you at any time!"

When Xiang Chen saw this, he sighed in his heart and couldn't help but think of his own brother.

They are all named Wang, and they all use heavy swords. Why doesn't my stupid brother Wang Yan have such temperament and intellectual strength?

"Grandma, you have to torture and train those bastards when you go back, otherwise they won't be able to make it to the top 100 on the grandmaster list in Hongmeng Tianwu Continent based on their strength. It's embarrassing!"

Xiang Chen cursed in his heart and was ready to go back and torture his brothers severely.

In the world of Hongmeng Lao Liu, Wang Xiaoji, who was playing a game of "take a shot, I'll take a shot," with the beauty, and Wang Zhen, who was practicing his sword with his head sullenly, suddenly felt an inexplicable cold air coming out of his back.

Wang Xiaoji murmured to himself: "Grandma, why do I have a bad premonition——"

Wang Yan, who was practicing swordplay, touched the cold sweat behind him and frowned: "It seems that someone is missing me. Sometimes being too good may not be a good thing."

Martial arts conference.

Both of them returned to their positions, but now Nie Fengyun felt somewhat uncomfortable sitting in the sixth position.

After the battle between the two, the scene fell into silence.

There is no longer a battle between the top ten grandmasters, and there are no grandmasters ranked lower to challenge the top ten!

But not long after it was quiet, someone immediately came out and said: "Quartzite, who is ranked 19th on the grandmaster list, challenges fellow Taoist Yuan Hua who is 14th."

Among the crowd of grandmasters, a man with unshaven beard, slightly melancholy eyes, and a steel fork slowly walked out.

Then another battle broke out between the two, but the level of the two was obviously lower than those in the top ten, but in the eyes of other great masters, it was also a battle that was exquisite, and a battle that would stop the mountains.

In the end, the quartzite failed the challenge and was pierced through the stomach by Yuan Hua with a fork, and his intestines were pulled out.

"Gong Yangtao is ranked twenty-three on the grandmaster list. Please give me some advice from Taoist friend Su Zhi, who is ranked sixteenth!"

Subsequently, many people started to challenge one after another. At first, people ranked higher on the master list came out to learn martial arts. Later, people slowly ranked in the 30s, 40s, and 50s. They all started to come out to challenge and compete.

Such a martial arts conference is a rare opportunity for them to communicate and learn martial arts with people who are different in strength or even better than themselves. If they win, they can become famous.

In martial arts, you can only get stronger by fighting those who are stronger than you. If you constantly challenge the strong, you will become stronger. If you only bully the weak in a comfortable and comfortable circle, it will never be possible to become a general among the bastards.

This is also a feast for the grandmasters watching the battle.

Those under the Grand Master did not see much merit, so they could only join in the fun and shout along.

As for the top five big guys on the grandmaster list, none of them moved, and no one challenged them. The top five were Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuxian, Sun-Eating God Xiang Ergou, Ruan Ruoning, and Zhao Wufeng.

None of these people came to challenge, and there was no fight between the five of them.

At this time, a grandmaster suddenly jumped out and said loudly: "Yang Luo is ranked one thousand four hundred and thirty-two on the grandmaster list. Please give me some advice from the senior Sun-devouring God Lord!"

After saying this, everyone fell silent immediately. They all looked at the young grandmaster, Yang Luo, who flew out with surprise, teasing and mocking eyes.

"A grandmaster ranked over a thousand times dares to challenge Senior Sun-Eating God Lord?"

"Haha, this guy is here to humiliate himself."

"That's right, what is Senior Sun Swallowing God Lord's rank? Are experts below the top ten qualified to challenge him?"

Countless people sneered and laughed, and many masters spoke and laughed.

Facing countless questions and so many people's attention, the young grandmaster was a little embarrassed and blushing, but his eyes were still firmly looking at Xiang Chen who was sitting in the third seat.

"Please give me some advice, Senior Lord Swallowing the Sun!"

Everyone looked at him, generally ignoring the challenge from this kind of person, and their status would be compromised if they made any move.

Xiang Chen stood up with a smile and said, "Okay!"

Someone suddenly appeared in the field, holding one hand on his back and making a gesture of invitation with the other hand: "Fellow Taoist, please!"

Yang Luo nodded, took a deep breath, and used all his strength to run the skills in his body, bursting out a strong sword energy.

His cultivation had just entered the Grandmaster level, that is, he had just entered the eternal realm of heaven and earth.

After accumulating momentum, he swung out a sword and killed Xiang Chen, and the sword light came in an instant.

Of course, such an instant arrival was only in the eyes of people below the ordinary Grandmaster. In front of other Grandmasters, it seemed very ordinary.

Xiang Chen stretched out his sword finger, condensed the sword energy, and led the sword with his finger. He easily dodged the opponent's sword and bent his finger to a position on the opponent's long sword.

Suddenly, the sword energy at that position dissipated, and a finger force backfired and impacted into the opponent's arm. The opponent's arm was numb, and it was easy to find the flaw of the opponent's sword.

Yang Luo was shocked. He thought that the sword that he thought was perfect had a flaw here.

After Xiang Chen flicked out that finger, he did not continue to attack, but took the initiative to distance himself and waited for the opponent to attack again.

Yang Luo looked at this situation with some excitement, thinking that he had made the right bet. The Sun-Swallowing God was indeed broad-minded and did not hesitate to teach and guide him.

His purpose of challenging was not to defeat the opponent, nor to gain fame, but to use this opportunity to get guidance from Xiang Chen.

Yang Luo knew the attitude of Sun Devouring Lord, and immediately stopped holding back, and began to use his swordsmanship to the fullest, fiercely attacking Xiang Chen with martial arts.