The heavens begin with thieves

Chapter 218 Chen Xiang wins, Qingyun crushes the stage of martial arts

Chapter 210 Chen Xiang wins, Qingyun crushes the stage of martial arts
"Taiyi fine gold iron?"

Ye Wuqiu shook his head: "No, although this thing is not common in the world, it can't be compared with Pindao's golden fairy tortoise shell."

"Brother Dao, if you have a few hundred catties, Pindao can agree."

"You Taoist priest, are you a bit over the top?"

An elder who was a half-step celestial at the side suddenly showed anger: "This Taiyi fine gold and iron, even ordinary celestial beings can't find it, do you still despise it?"

"Okay, Xuan Yi, what the Taoist priest said is true, this Taiyi fine gold and iron is indeed not enough."

"How about adding this?"

Suddenly, a jade bottle appeared in that real Cang Yue's hand, and when he opened the jade bottle, a mysterious light burst out.

The Moon Worship Hall instantly seemed to be in the middle of the vast ocean, with bursts of waves.

"Tianyi Zhenshui?"

Ye Wuqiu's eyes lit up, this thing is a good thing.

"That's right, it's Tianyi Zhenshui. How about it? In addition, is it worth the shell of the Golden Immortal Profound Turtle?"

"It's worth it, it's worth it, the poor Taoist is afraid of waiting for the real person to lose."

Daoist Cang Yue put two things on the table with a kind face and a smile.

"Of course, the old man would not do such things. The Taoist priest said that the disciples should learn from each other, how to learn from each other?"

Ye Wuqiu pointed to the disciples behind him: "They are all my disciples. They have been in the Cang Yue Sword Sect for three years, and they have won two out of three rounds. How about it?"

Three-year disciple?

Daoist Cang Yue's face darkened, this Taoist priest came for a catastrophe, right?
They have been disciples of the Cang Yue Sword Sect for three years, and they are still practicing mortal swordsmanship, and they have only started practicing sword scriptures for five years.

Those who can reach the realm of transforming gods within ten years are all extraordinary geniuses.

Isn't this Taoist pure nonsense?
The rest of the people also looked at Ye Wuqiu's complexion, and after a long time, this Taoist priest was so shameless.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it won't work. My sword sect's practice is different from the sect's practice method. How can we compete according to the year and month."

"Look at your disciples, the old man, the three of you are all high-level disciples, why don't you choose to compete with the same disciples?"

Smiling secretly in his heart, Ye Wuqiu agreed immediately.

"Okay, this is a trivial matter, but these disciples of mine have just stepped into the door of cultivation. In terms of actual combat, I hope that your sect will be merciful!"

"Good talk, good talk!"

"Xuanyue, go and gather all the disciples, and you will decide who to choose for this competition."

"Yes, Patriarch!"

But none of the three disciples behind Ye Wuqiu showed a change in their faces.

There is no way, my master said on the way: "Any method is fine, as long as you don't hurt your life, you can win the victory."

Doing nothing is not not doing nothing, everything is indisputable, not indisputable.

If you don't do it, don't fight, what kind of Taoism and immortality do you want to cultivate?

You have to earn money to eat and drink until you die.

The reason why he brought the three of them was that Ye Wuqiu was sure.

Chen Xiang has a special system, and he also practiced the "Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Art".

Although it has not yet achieved great success, but among the Huashen, even the previous self is not an opponent.

And Niu Qingyun is even more perfect in "Golden Muscle and Jade Bone Art", and his strength is even better than that before he became a fairy.

The practiced "Tian Yao Zhen Jing" also directly leads to this golden fairy realm.

This Cang Yue Sword Sect doesn't even have a Golden Immortal Patriarch, so how can we fight?
Huang Yuanhua, if it is a little bit wrong, but this guy is also practicing the "Jade Spirit Manual".

At the beginning, Yang Jian gave him the special physical path...

Right now, these three are invulnerable to weapons, water and fire.

The sword energy of Huashen or spells are all in vain.

Not long after, hundreds of disciples gathered in Cang Yue Sword Sect's training arena.

Among them, the three people brought by Xuan Yue have the same cultivation level as their own disciples.

"These three disciples are all in the same cultivation level as Daoist disciples. Miaozhen, Miaoxing, Miaoyi, have met Daoist!"

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, then let's start the competition."

"The Taoist priest moves."

…………

There are quite a few disciples surrounding the Yanwu stage at the moment.

Ye Wuqiu and the others sat on the cloud bed, drinking tea and chatting.

Below, Chen Xiang looked at the three disciples, his own cultivation was the highest, and the one on the opposite side was also trained with his own Yang God.

Moreover, no matter where you stand, it is like a long sword, full of sword energy.

"Junior brother, this guy doesn't look so easy to mess with, so be careful."

Niu Qingyun held the head of the cow, and looked at the opposite person with the highest cultivation level, that is, Miaozhen.

"It's okay, senior brother is optimistic, within ten moves, take him down."

Above, Daoist Cang Yue waved his big hand, and immediately formed a formation on the Martial Arts Stage.

"The first match will be Miaozhen."

"Well, let Chen Xiang go."

On the Martial Arts Stage, the two stood facing each other, Chen Xiang cupped his hands slightly: "I have seen Daoist brother."

"Fellow Daoist, you are welcome, please!"

The long sword on Miaozhen's back was unsheathed in an instant, and in an instant, the sword light rolled up, and a long dragon of sword energy swept across Chen Xiang in an instant.

But Chen Xiang stood still, the sword aura continued until it dissipated, even his clothes were not torn.

With a faint smile: "Brother still doesn't need to use such probing tricks."

Down below, many Sword Sect disciples were in an uproar watching this scene.

"This man, with such a terrifying sword energy, a person who has been trained six times will die if he rubs it. Is this a body refiner?"

"Besides, the clothes this guy wears are also magic weapons. Damn, isn't this a shame!"

On the stage, Chen Xiang immediately smiled when he heard the words: "Since you all said so, I will take off the Xiaguang clothes."

Remove the outer garment to reveal the inner lining.

Chen Xiang smiled and looked at Miao Zhen: "Brother, I'm coming!"

As he said that, he disappeared into the air in an instant, and Miaozhen, who was opposite him, had a concentrated expression, he was the chief of the Miaozi generation of the Cangyue Sword Sect!

Stretching out his hand towards the void, he swiped his sword finger from top to bottom, and suddenly a sword curtain enveloped him.

Then, five fingers grabbed the long sword in his hand, turned around, and pointed towards the sky.

"Cang Yue!"

In an instant, the entire martial arts arena was pitch black, and a crooked moon rose instantly.

Under the moonlight, it is covered by sword energy.

Between reality and reality, Chen Xiang stepped on Lianhuan and punched Miaozhen at the back of the head.

The air exploded like a thunderclap.

zizi...

The fist was blocked by a long sword, sparking sparks.

Chen Xiang opened his mouth and sprayed it, and the sparks turned into a prairie fire, lighting up the night!

Above the cloud bed, Daoist Cang Yue's complexion is not very good at the moment, and Xuan Yue's head is even darker.

"It seems that the poor disciples won this match."

Underneath, in the prairie fire, the night was dispelled, a broken sword was stuck on the ground, and a huge fist was parked in front of Miaozhen's face.

"you lose!"

Chen Xiang said these words softly, while Miao Zhen looked at the person in front of her with a look of despair.

"I lost, and my junior was even better."

Gently pulled out the broken sword, hugged it in his arms, and walked down the martial arts stage with a somewhat dejected figure.

Meanwhile, all the disciples of the Sword Sect remained silent, and some disciples with better eyesight understood it.

Under the cover of the prairie fire just now, Chen Xiang punched thousands of times in the blink of an eye, breaking Miaozhen's sword abruptly.

"Miaozhen's loss is not wronged, this disciple's body training strength is too tyrannical, let alone Miaozhen, it is difficult for me to break through this vajra body."

"What, senior brother, you are right!"

"There's nothing we can't afford to lose. People like this are naturally tyrannical. Moreover, body training consumes resources. One person is worth a hundred. Our Sword Sect can't afford it."

"I think this guy is the only one among the senior disciples. The other two should be easier to deal with."

…………

Returning to Niu Qingyun and Huang Yuanhua's side, Chen Xiang said softly: "This Miaozhen is not weak, if it wasn't for my strong body, this Cang Yue would be able to tear me apart."

Niu Qingyun has lived for a hundred years, so he can understand it naturally.

He nodded and said: "It seems that this Cang Yue Sword Sect is not full of wine bags and rice bags."

……

"In the first match, Liu Chenxiang wins!"

Reluctantly, it was announced that Chen Xiang had won, and it was Miao Yi who reappeared, this guy was trained as Yangshen Qilian.

The one opposite is Niu Qingyun.

Moreover, what Miao Yi used was not an ordinary sword weapon, but a sword that looked like a knife.

In the ordinary arena, it is really using such a strange weapon, or it is outstanding in strength.

Or die fast.

But this wonderful one is obviously not.

Niu Qingyun stepped onto the martial arts stage, looked at Miao Yi opposite, and also chose to take off his clothes.

"This senior brother, the poor Taoist is just like a junior brother, this clothes are magic weapons, so don't be offended."

"It's okay, as a monster race, you are also a kind person who can worship under the immortals of the human race, so I will keep it."

Saying that, suddenly the sky became dark, not only covering the Martial Arts Arena, but also the entire Cang Yue Sword Sect was covered by dark clouds.

A streak of thunder snakes danced among the clouds, and instantly condensed into a thunder dragon roaring.

Above the clouds, Ye Wuqiu's expression changed: "What kind of strange physique is this?"

"That's right. Miaoyi is the body of the Canglei. He was born with the thunder. At the age of seven, he can control the thunderbolts around him. Now that the Yangshen is Qilian, the thunderbolts with a radius of hundreds of miles are like his arms, and he can control them at will."

"For this reason, the old man went to the Heavenly Court to search for the gods of the Thunder Department, and found a "Nine Heavens Yu Lei Zhen Jue", why don't the Taoists let the disciples admit defeat?"

Who knows, Ye Wuqiu smiled lightly and didn't say much.

The Imperial Envoy Thunderbolt is indeed powerful, but with this kid's cultivation, how deep can such a skill be?

Niu Qingyun's "Tian Yao Zhen Jing", the secret method in it, even made him feel terrified.

…………

In the arena, Niu Qingyun watched the sky change, and Miao's face on the opposite side was solemn, and his whole body was covered with thunder, as if the god of thunder had descended.

"Junior brother, why not admit defeat?"

"That's not necessary, since that's the case, the poor will not hold back."

In an instant, there was a cow cry that shocked the audience.

"Moo!"

With a bang, the thunder fell on Niu Qingyun's body in an instant, and at this moment he turned into a green bull.

The whole body was shining with blue light, and the thunder fell on it, and was wiped out instantly.

"kill!"

With a roar, his huge body instantly turned into an afterimage, and under the sound of killing all over the sky, he stomped down on Miao Yi.

The air was trampled on, and the martial arts platform made of diamond rock on the ground collapsed in an instant.

boom!
(End of this chapter)