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"What do you want us to do?" an elder asked.

Lu Yuan smiled slightly and took a few steps forward lightly, "I want all the sect warriors to hand over their space rings and magic weapons as the price of entering the spiritual spring to practice."

This sudden request shocked everyone present, and some people looked shocked.

"Lu Yuan! What do you mean?" Qu Yan shouted angrily.

Although many people find it difficult to accept such conditions, they understand that the strength shown by Lu Yuan is beyond doubt.

Resistance will only bring yourself more trouble.

Lu Yuan looked at Qu Yan with deep eyes.

"I just want everyone to have a fair playing field."

"Entering the Lingquan to practice is a privilege. You should fight for the resources to change the sect's strength instead of wasting the Lingquan."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone was talking in low voices. Some felt angry and dissatisfied, while others understood and agreed with Lu Yuan's words.

"The Ziyun Sect's resources are already limited."

An elder said after a while, "But if you can really bring changes to the sect, you might as well hand over your magic weapon."

The other elders nodded in agreement, seeming to be thinking about Lu Yuan's proposal.

"You can consider this an incentive."

Su Liyan's voice suddenly sounded and merged into Lu Yuan's field of vision.

She floated over, her eyes shining with a strange light.

Holding the cold jade ice piece tightly in her hand, she was filled with strength and confidence.

Facing the upright and proud aura of the two men, everyone pondered silently.

Gradually, someone in the crowd lowered his head and took a step forward, handing the space ring to Lu Yuan.

Soon others followed suit.

Either their fighting spirit was ignited by the soil, or they were originally in awe of the Ziyun Sect. Lu Yuan stood in the deepest part of Zixiao Palace, his eyes were firm and confident.

Behind him, many warriors stopped talking and stared at him. There was a tense atmosphere in the hall.

Suddenly, Lu Yuan raised the Tiangang Thunder Fire Sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword emitted a trembling electric light.

The power of immortal magic poured into his body, giving him an otherworldly aura.

"The mysterious combination of void talisman painting skills and swordsmanship!" Lu Yuan muttered in a low voice.

With a soft sound, a huge and mysterious void talisman emerged.

The runes shone with dazzling golden light, forming a huge and boundless void world above the hall.

Lu Yuan waved the Tiangang Thunder Fire Sword with a solemn expression, and shocking sword rays erupted from the sword, drawing beautiful and terrifying arcs in the void.

The ten spectators immediately felt that their lives were in danger.

They all launched defensive postures, but they were unable to withstand the destructive power brought by Lu Yuan's sword skills.

As if in an instant, the sword light fell with the roar of thunder, and ten opponents fell one after another.

They didn't even make a sound of resistance before they were defeated, as if it was just a flash in the pan.

There was silence on the field, only the scraping of the fallen uniforms echoed in the hall.

Everyone watched Lu Yuan's victorious battle in stunned silence.

A smile filled with confidence appeared on Lu Yuan's face.

This performance not only shocked all the spectators present, but also demonstrated his unparalleled fighting power to the entire cultivation world.

There were a lot of unclear and unclear whispers.

Everyone stared at him in disbelief, filled with awe and admiration.

Lu Yuan has reached such a high level at such a young age, which is daunting. Lu Yuan stood inside the Zixiao Palace, his eyes scanning the frightened eyes in the hall.

He felt the gaze from behind and felt a sense of pride.

He knew that his combat prowess had been sufficiently proven, but at the same time, he also felt a little uneasy in his heart. Suddenly, a provocative voice sounded, "Lu Yuan! I challenge you!"

Everyone looked sideways and saw a young man standing and walking out from behind Bao Xuan.

He is tall and powerful, and is obviously a good opponent.

Su Liyan frowned.

She knew that the strength of this man named Bao Xuan should not be underestimated, and challenging Lu Yuan at this time was undoubtedly courting death.

"Why do you want to compete with me?" Lu Yuan turned around and asked nonchalantly.

Bao Xuan sneered and said, "I can't stand you being so arrogant and domineering!"

"Today I will prove my strength to you!"

Zi Cuiling and Su Liyan suddenly felt heavy in their hearts.

They know that this victory may lead to a bigger storm, and it is still unknown whether Lu Yuan can deal with it all.

Bao Xuan waved his hand, and a formation pattern suddenly appeared in front of him, and dark lines flickered on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding light became gloomy, and an evil aura filled the air.

"This is his own formation!"

Zi Cuiling exclaimed, "It can instantly weaken the opponent's strength."

Bao Xuan sneered and continued: "Lu Yuan, don't think that your magic can overwhelm me!"

Lu Yuan frowned slightly, knowing that what Bao Xuan said was true.

This self-created formation was indeed quite powerful, but he was not afraid.

"Su Liyan, you are responsible for supporting me." Lu Yuan explained in a low voice.

Su Liyan nodded in agreement, picked up the ice crystal whip in her hand and prepared to take action.

She was anxious and anxious, but in order to protect everyone and the peace of the world of cultivation, she could only bite the bullet and fight on.

"Okay, let's get started." Bao Xuan said coldly.

Zi Cuiling, the patriarch of the Ziyun family, couldn't help but look at Lu Yuan worriedly.

She is well aware of the gap between Lu Yuan and Bao Xuan, but she still believes that Lu Yuan can cope with it.

A powerful celestial force surged out of Lu Yuan's body, and the lightning on the Tiangang Thunder Fire Sword lit up.

The sword in Lu Yuan's hand drew a graceful arc in the air, and the sword light hit Bao Xuan instantly.

Bao Xuan was completely stunned by this sudden attack.

He couldn't resist at all and became like nothing in front of Lu Yuan.

"You...how could you?!"

Bao Xuan shouted angrily, "This is impossible!"

Everyone else present also stared at Lu Yuan dumbfounded, staring at him in disbelief.

They realized that this young man's strength had exceeded what they originally imagined.

However, Zi Cuiling and Su Liyan did not relax.

They know that courtesy reciprocates, and this victory will also cause a bigger storm. Zi Cuiling frowned.

"Lu Yuan, you will definitely suffer retribution!"

Bao Xuan roared in a low voice and issued a curse-like declaration.

"We need to find the real trouble as soon as possible." Zi Cuiling said to Su Liyan.

Su Liyan nodded, knowing that she could only be more cautious at this time. The Zixiao Palace training ground next to Lu Yuan was filled with a dignified and mysterious atmosphere.

There was a faint magical power flowing in the air, as if foreshadowing an unusual battle. (End of chapter)