Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 208 Yao Yuan
The ancient Xuguo martial arts arena is located in the palace. When the sun rises in the east, when the first ray of sunlight shines down, the martial arts arena is already filled with practitioners.

The entire martial arts arena is semicircular, like some kind of open-air opera house. There are a few monks sitting sparsely on the arc-shaped stepped stone seats. On the bluestone martial arts arena, a male monk in brocade clothes is sitting. Fighting against a woman in costume.

The woman had a ponytail and was in the middle stage of the Yinglu Realm. She had solid cultivation and a good foundation in boxing and kicking skills.

This woman is a six-source igniter. During the battle, there are six sources of energy floating around her. Every move and every move is full of explosive power.

But the male cultivator, facing the female cultivator's move, just resisted with one hand. If one didn't see the playful and sneering look on his brows, others would only think that it was a certain brother who was training his back.

In the martial arts field around them, there was already a circle of monks lying down. These monks were all injured. The injuries were serious but not fatal. It was obviously the male cultivators who had hit them hard without killing anyone. .

After a few moves, it seemed that the male cultivator was tired of playing. He accumulated enough power with one punch, and the six sources behind his back surged, absorbing the spiritual energy. After being tempered by the life furnace, he punched it out from the Taoist body. The power of the giant elephant was blended into one punch. This caused a layer of air waves to spread on the bluestone beneath his feet.

The female cultivator's eyes flashed with brilliance, she didn't dare to shake her sharpness, she changed her pace, and retreated quickly, but the male cultivator's fist concentrated his energy, turned the emptiness into reality, and hit the female cultivator's shoulder hard, only heard a sound There was a crisp sound of bone breaking, the female cultivator groaned, and ejaculated backwards.

The female cultivator insisted on not falling, and left a slip mark on the bluestone. Her face turned slightly pale, and she covered her left shoulder with her right hand. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were fixed on the male cultivator, as if hidden in her eyes. The tiger is unwilling to be defeated.

"Do you still want to resist?" the male cultivator said jokingly, "You can't even withstand my three or two moves, and you still want to enter Tianyuan? Don't be embarrassed."

"My determination to enter Tianyuan is not something you can understand!" The female cultivator gritted her teeth and endured the pain as she growled.

"I only know how to feed the weak." The male cultivator smiled, then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he charged for another punch, "The weak should obey the strong's fist."

"Yao Yuan, that's enough!"

Just when the male cultivator was about to punch, a deep voice sounded like thunder in the martial arts arena. Before he finished speaking, Lan He led Chu Tianming and others into the martial arts arena.

"Sister Chen!" Upon seeing the female cultivator, Lan Ningdie exclaimed, and hurriedly ran over to support the former, "Are you okay? Your hand...what's wrong with your hand?"

Lan Ningdie helped the female cultivator, her face changed drastically, her eyes were slightly red, and she felt extremely heartbroken.

The female cultivator glanced at Lan Ningdie and forced a smile on her lips, "Your Highness, it's okay... I can fight again."

As she said that, she looked at the male cultivator, gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't lost yet."

"Nonsense!" Lan He frowned and shouted, "Why are you so reckless? Each of their realms is higher than yours. How can you be so irresponsible to yourself and challenge them?"

"I just want to prove that although we are weak, we are still qualified to enter Tianyuan to fight." The female cultivator said with firm eyes.

The male cultivator named Yao Yuan smiled and said, "Lord of the Blue River, this is just a simple contest between us, the difference is that all of you here are competing with me alone. But as you can see, their The strength is too weak, so we can say that such a group of people will become a burden to us if they enter Tianyuan with us?" When Yao Yuan spoke, some monks on the step stone mat in the martial arts field also Smiled contemptuously.However, among these monks, there was a woman whose eyes lingered a little longer on Chu Tianming, the groom and Xiao Yin.

"Huh? Is it them?" the woman muttered in her heart.

At this time, Lan He said in a cold voice on the martial arts field: "Yao Yuan, our Gu Xu Kingdom is no better than your Tianhe Xing, but these people are also the successor forces in our country. In the future, our Gu Xu Kingdom will still have to rely on them." Support, let them enter Tianyuan to practice and experience the life and death calamity in Tianyuan, which will be of great benefit to their future cultivation and vision. Their cultivation may not be as good as yours, but their on-the-spot experience is much higher than yours. A lot! Do you understand?"

Yao Yuan shrugged indifferently and said lightly: "I don't understand what it is about inexperience or inexperience. I only know that in the face of absolute strength, they are not even a meal!"

When some of the monks on the ground who had lost their fighting power heard these words, they all tried their best to hold themselves up, but they were unable to do anything. They gritted their teeth and looked at Yao Yuan with eyes full of unwillingness. Fighting spirit.

If they were at the same level, they would be sure to press Yao Yuan to the ground and rub him, but they didn't have enough cultivation resources. How could they be as good as the disciples of Tianhe Xing?
"It's true that even the food delivery is not enough." At this moment, Chu Tianming, who had been silent all this time, said calmly.

The female cultivator and a group of monks on the ground looked at Chu Tianming with evil eyes. Even Lan Ningdie stamped her feet anxiously. Senior brother, how could you say that?
But Chu Tianming didn't seem to care at all.

Yao Yuan laughed loudly, pointed at Chu Tianming and said, "Lord of the Blue River, look, the one you brought... Well, my brother, although his realm is not very good, he seems to be more knowledgeable than you!"

But before Yao Yuan finished laughing, Chu Tianming corrected him and continued: "I mean, not only them, but also you... entering Tianyuan are not enough to deliver food."

When Chu Tianming spoke, his eyes swept over the scene indifferently, looking at the group of monks from Tianhe Kingdom on the stone bench.

Chu Tianming's unexpected words immediately offended everyone present. However, the female cultivator looked at Chu Tianming and gritted her teeth without saying a word.

But the smile on Yao Yuan's face gradually stiffened.

"Haha... It seems that this little brother is not at a high level, but his tone is not bad?" Yao Yuanpi twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile and raised his eyebrows, "Come to compete?"

Xiao Yin took one step forward and stood in front of Chu Tianming without leaving any trace.

"Why, dare not? At this time, you still need to rely on women to stand in front?" Yao Yuan sneered.

However, before Chu Tianming could speak to Xiao Yin, a hearty laughter suddenly sounded from the sky, "Hahaha... If you want to fight my young master, you must pass me first!"

Yao Yuan frowned and looked at the sound, only to see a huge stone pillar hitting hard with an unparalleled sound of breaking wind. Under the stone pillar, there was a backlit figure.

(End of this chapter)