Great Thousand Robbers

Surrounded by crowds of people, the voices were loud, and everyone looked at Mie Shen Dao Jing Chuan, as if they were looking at a god of war.

The strength he showed was indeed too strong, and the image of the sword that turned the sea into dust still echoed in his mind. Everyone could see that Ao Lin, as a golden dragon, was very strong among the contestants, but he lost like this Thoroughly, leaving only the humble soul wandering.

This time, the severe injury was enough to shake his roots, and he completely withdrew from the competition for young talents.

"Jing Chuan wins the first contest!"

The voices of the guardians spread throughout the world, and the people of the entire Bauhinia civilization cheered, and there were also fans around them waving their flags and shouting.

Jing Chuan glanced around, and a faint message could not help but appear on his face, how can such an honor not be a little bit proud.

It's just that suddenly his pupils shrank, and seeing a familiar figure, the smile on his face instantly became forced.

White-haired black-faced man!

He saw Gu Que!

This person was actually sitting in the competition area, and he hadn't noticed him just now, and he actually came to participate in the Heroes of the Heavens Conference.

Jing Chuan's eyes were burning, and there was a killing intent in his heart, but he also felt an indescribable sense of unease.

While he was thinking, he saw Gu Que suddenly raised his head and met his gaze. This gaze was so cold, and his pupils were so deep.

Jing Chuan's figure was startled, he took a deep breath, and landed firmly in the first row of the viewing area.

The surrounding area became much quieter, everyone was waiting for the information of the next group of contestants, but Jing Chuan paid attention to Gu Que consciously or unconsciously.

This person is from the Great Thousand Universe, what is the purpose of coming here?Is it just a simple competition?

No, the important thing is not this, but where there is such an amazing super genius in the Great Thousand Universe. You must know that there has been a barren place since ancient times, and there has never been a strong person, and it has never been valued by others.

Where is the most backward secondary world, it is impossible for any force to cultivate such a powerful genius.

There are too many doubts in his heart, even he always feels that this person's eyes are not friendly to him, and more importantly...he never cared whether others were friendly to him before, but now he cares somehow.

But at this moment, the ancient gate flickered again and again, and two names suddenly appeared: "Zhao Tianchi, white-haired and nameless."

"Zhao Tianchi? Could it be the young master of the Tianchi civilization?"

"That's right, it's him. The owner of Tianchi Civilization uses the word 'Tianchi' as Zhao Tianchi, which is enough to show how much he is attached to him, and this man has indeed lived up to expectations and has become the most outstanding genius of Tianchi Civilization."

"Is he the Zhao Tianchi who killed 16 people in the sky overnight?"

The observers around come from all over the world, from all over the world, so it is almost impossible for them not to know each other.

Zhao Tianchi's identity was exposed, and he didn't care. He looked very capable in black military uniform, holding a long sword and high black hair, looking proudly in all directions.

A clean, neat, and noble young master, this is the best evaluation of Zhao Tianchi's image, but don't ignore his strength. Although this person is not as famous as Jing Chuan, Lan Meisheng, Ye Rulie, etc., he is still the most favored by everyone. one of the people.

"Huh? Weird, who is that white-haired Wuming?"

"It's not a name, it's just a title, right?"

"Damn, why are you pretending to be mysterious, you dare not even reveal your name? Or do you mean that you come from a mysterious civilization and don't want to attract trouble?"

Someone was discussing loudly, and the surroundings were full of booming words, and the hustle and bustle was unbearable.

Jing Chuan looked directly at Gu Que, and everyone looked at Gu Que, because he was so recognizable. It is rare to see a young genius with white hair who is less than a thousand years old. Wearing a black mask.

Gu Que stood up slowly, her figure was like a withered yellow autumn leaf, gently drifting into the ancient stone gate, and landed steadily on the arena.

Seeing the number on the stone gate, everyone around was startled.

"God, who the hell is this person? He's too courageous. He's only six hundred and three years old!"

"He is more than 100 years younger than Mie Shen Dao Jing Chuan, so he really dares to come."

"At this age group, the gap every 100 years is an almost insurmountable gap. They are all geniuses. The 100-year progress is terrifying. He dares to come at such a young age. I'm afraid he has some means."

"I think it's just to show off, but if someone can enter this threshold, they are already impeccable."

"I'm afraid that I will die and leave alive."

There are countless onlookers with various expressions, and there are everyone.

But Nangong Cai clenched her fists tightly and said secretly: "Come on!"

Jing Chuan's face was gloomy, Ye Rulie also frowned, he had seen Gu Que after all.

Tang Yiyong looked at this figure, thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out who this person was, he hadn't thought about what if it was Gu Que, after all, he also had white hair.

But soon he snuffed out this idea like a self-deprecating one. Brother Gu Que lost all his cultivation 96 years ago and took his wives away.

Zhao Tianchi looked at Gu Que with a haughty face, eyes full of disdain and said: "Hide your head and show your tail, you are not a hero. If you dare to come here at the age of six hundred, you are considered audacious. Today I will let you know what a true genius is."

With a wave of his right hand, a divine sword was already in his hand. The divine sword was like autumn water, rippling with bluish-white brilliance, and the flowing light was formed by the condensed formless murderous aura, showing unparalleled sharpness at every moment.

"It seems that this white-haired Wuming is going to be used as a stepping stone. Alas, he should wait a little longer. Wait a few hundred years, and come back with more than 900 life wheels. The chances will be much greater."

"Yes, it is said that Zhao Tianchi is cruel by nature, I am afraid he will not give this nameless a chance to admit defeat."

Almost no one is optimistic about Gu Que, only Jing Chuan's face is still not good-looking, he does not believe that a person who can escape under his nose is weak, and he also wants to see how much this person weighs.

The hustle and bustle around gradually subsided, and many people even lost their patience and shouted: "Fucking, let's start, what are you wasting time for, I still want to watch the next game."

It has to be said that many people are not optimistic about the fighting quality of this competition.

Zhao Tianchi smiled coldly, and immediately disappeared in place with the sword in his hand.

"So fast!"

At the same time as someone exclaimed, a frightening sword light, like a torrential white waterfall, had already enveloped the entire arena, and the powerful sword intent pierced through the void, causing the space to tremble layer upon layer.

It was only then that Gu Que realized that this person was not in vain, and the power of his sword had reached the peak level of the heavens, stronger than Ao Lin just now.

The surrounding people also discovered this, and they all exclaimed.

Facing this sword light, Gu Que just smiled.

At this moment, most people couldn't see him, because his body was already submerged by the sword light.

He lowered his head and saw that his clothes had been chopped into shreds, and his flesh and blood were shining brightly, without even a trace.

He raised his head and looked forward.

Ahead, Zhao Tianchi's expression changed.

He probably understood what this person in front of him was.