The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 158 Yan Xingyu's Edge
The competition is very fierce, and after you sing, I will go on stage, and these young geniuses risk their lives to show their strongest side, because this is a rare opportunity to show themselves in front of the powerhouses of the entire Han sect.

Everyone wants to play their own style, play the style of the sect, and fight for honor, so the climax is the climax at the beginning, and all the tricks are used.

The battles unfolded like a revolving lantern, and they were so wonderful that they aroused wild roars, shouts and cheers from the audience.

Generally speaking, the geniuses selected by the seven major sects are very powerful. They receive the best training and possess powerful spiritual weapons and supernatural powers, which are unmatched by ordinary sect disciples.

Wu Zong's strongest disciple is named Wu Luanxing, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. He has a high-spirited self-confidence and a domineering demeanor. He is a master of the tenth heaven of dragon and tiger.

He shot with his bare hands, and often his opponent was defeated with a tap of a finger, and there was no need for a second move.

Feng Wuji of Baiyun Temple is equally powerful, and it is said that he has cultivated the most powerful supernatural power Jiuchongyun in Baiyun Temple.

The clouds gathered and spread out, and between the clouds gathered and the clouds scattered, the opponent was already defeated. He was handsome and his moves were cool, so countless girls fell in love with him and secretly agreed.

The most outstanding young genius in Bayegong is a woman who looks delicate and graceful, but her moves are masculine and masculine, magnificent and domineering, which has won the essence of Bayegong.

When she made a move, the turbulent water of the Han River exploded, and when she was hit by the wind of her fist, her bones and tendons would be broken in an instant. It was a savage beast in the shape of a human, which made people speechless.

"Amitabha."

Fighting on the river at the moment is a monk from the Arhat Temple, a yellow-clothed monk with ordinary eyebrows and eyes. He is chanting sutras with his hands clasped together, and his whole body is shrouded in the light of Buddha.

"kill!"

His opponent was a young master of the Seventh Layer of Dragon and Tiger Heaven. He flew out with his hands imprinted on a skull, opened his mouth with a crackling sound, and swallowed it all at once.

The yellow-clothed monk Miaohui stretched out one hand, and an arhat with a golden body of hundreds of feet appeared. With a loud roar, the skull instantly shattered, and the young man was almost converted in the Buddha's light. After failing, he broke out in a cold sweat.

The supernatural powers cultivated by Xuehemen are cruel and strange. When they make a move, there will be waves of blood in the river. The timid ones will be terrified when they see it. If they are timid before fighting, how can they win!

In the monstrous river of blood, a young man in his twenties was holding a long and narrow sword in his hand. With a light wave of his hand, countless palms emerged from the river of blood.

Pulling his opponent directly into the blood river and suppressing him, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

The Longevity Sect is different from the Blood River Sect. They advocate Taoism and nature, and are quiet and inaction. Their disciple Chen Piaopiao is a beautiful and gentle woman, giving people a kind of enjoyment of green mountains and beautiful waters.

She practiced the Daoge of Longevity, and the other party was impressed by her fresh and natural feeling, and was often able to subdue others without fighting.

The name of the Spirit Sword Sect is the sword. From top to bottom, they all major in swordsmanship. It is the holy land of swordsmanship in the Han Empire. The disciples they teach are also outstanding, and they can often become powerful.

The lord of the Spirit Sword Sect only accepted three apprentices in his life, and it was his third disciple, Nangong Ao, who was a genius in the way of swords, who took part in the battle at this moment.

The masters of the ten sects of the imperial state are also constantly participating in the battle, but as long as they encounter people from the seven sects, they will often be defeated.

For example, the master of illusion of Huan Yang Sect, the No.1 of the younger generation, went to Chen Piaopiao of Changsheng Sect to perform illusions. As a result, Chen Piaopiao's long hair fluttered and the blue lotus bloomed.

The young master of the Huanyang Sect was turned down instead, almost knelt down and licked his toes, and almost pissed off the Huanyang Sect master.

Gu Yangzong's physical training was also swept away. The big fat suzerain's whole body was trembling with fat, and his face was extremely ugly. His proud disciple was blown away by the little girl Gongsun Yiyi from Baye Palace.

Even the Xuanyang sect master who was originally ranked number one among the true disciples persisted for a few rounds. Lu Changya, who met Xuehemen, was quickly suppressed and almost died on the Han River.

On the contrary, Haoyue Sect, who was originally the weakest, performed brilliantly, because they produced a Yan Xingyu. During this time, Yan Xingyu broke through again. When they reached the Nine Heavens of Dragon and Tiger, even just breaking through was amazing enough.

She unsheathed her long sword, and the entire river was covered with a bright moon, with murderous intent in its gentleness, where the bright moonlight shone, it would be eroded and shredded by the sword light.

"It's not easy for a genius like you to come out of a first-class sect, even among the top sects. But you still have to lose because you met me."

Thought that the disciple of Baiyun Palace said seriously, very confident, even after seeing Yan Xingyu defeating powerful enemies repeatedly, he still didn't take him seriously, this is a kind of tolerance.

"Is it true that the opponent has fought before! October is as good as the sky!"

As soon as Yan Xingyu made a move, he had great supernatural powers, a little bit of silver light exploded, rendering rounds of bright moons, and the moonlight wheel, from which countless sword lights spewed out, cutting the river.

The hands of the disciples of the Baiyun Palace formed seals, and a thick layer of mist rose above the Han River in broad daylight, making it almost impossible to see. It not only blocks your vision, but also hides infinite murderous intent.

"Buzz!"

A monster with the body of a bull and the head of a wolf rushed out and opened its mouth to bite Yan Xingyu, but a bright moon fell and enveloped it, strangling it into a fog of aura.

The battle was very fierce, and there were countless magical powers changing in the clouds, but Yan Xingyu couldn't help it. Finally, a sword crossed the sky, cutting all the fog between the sky and the earth.

There are dozens of bright moons hanging in the mid-air, and the heaven and the earth are like washing. Each round of moonlight casts beams of light, all of which are submerged in the long sword. With a slight flicker, it almost pierces the heart of this genius .

The expression of the disciple from Baiyun Palace changed greatly. He couldn't believe that a person from a small sect could break his supernatural power. Although he was very unwilling, he could only admit defeat, for fear that things would become more difficult to control.

Yan Xingyu went up against the battle all the way, getting stronger as he fought, Gu Shanhe's face was flushed, the more he looked at this disciple, the more satisfied he was, it really gave him a face, and he could straighten his back in front of so many big men.

However, he still felt a little bit regretful, because the amazingly talented Fang Zidian was gone. Thinking of this son's amazing talent and combat power, Gu Shanhe looked at the other suzerains with unfriendly expressions.

Because he had already found out that Yan Xingyu and Fang Zidian were hunted down by them, and even that rising genius fell midway, which was a great loss and made him feel distressed.

But in the end, Yan Xingyu still couldn't make it to the end, because this time the Martial Arts Association was full of stars, and there were really strong people gathered, and she met the faintest strongest person, Wu Luanxing from Wu Zong.

Wu Luanxing stood proudly on the Han River with his hands behind his back, looking at Yan Xingyu's beautiful face with a pair of dark eyes, he couldn't help showing a fiery color, which he had never shown before.

"I didn't expect there to be such a bright pearl in this small sect! Girl, I've taken a fancy to you, come back to Wuzong with me, and be my Taoist companion."

Wu Luanxing suddenly opened his mouth, expressing his naked desire: "You have no future in this small place, you will only bury your talent. From talent to looks, we are a perfect match."

"Ah bah, you molested my daughter-in-law in broad daylight, you really don't want to live, Wu Luanxing, right, I remember you!"

Luo Yang, who was in the crowd, was furious when he heard this, and almost jumped, feeling that his beard had been stroked, and almost couldn't help rushing up to beat him up.

Yan Xingyu frowned when he heard Guangjie's brows, and he was also angry: "My lord, please be more respectful. This girl already has a sweetheart, and it's not you."

Wu Luanxing laughed disdainfully: "It doesn't matter, I don't care who he is, as long as the woman I like, she will definitely be mine! I don't care if you have a lover, if you kill him, you will be gone?"

"There are not many people in this world who dare to disobey me, Yan Xingyu, don't make mistakes! You'd better follow me obediently, otherwise your little Haoyue Sect is not enough for my father to press with one hand!"

Wu Luanxing is very arrogant, he is arrogant, he is about to kill people and destroy the sect with his mouth, in fact, it is no wonder that he is so arrogant, it is because of his amazing identity.

His father is Wu Tianyuan, the master of Wu Zong, and his grandfather is the No. 1 martial saint in the Han Empire, so he has developed this kind of arrogant and cruel character since he was a child.

"Hmph, if he really makes a move, you really can't get enough of it! Look at the sword!"

Yan Xingyu was really angry, her pretty face was full of evil and her brows stood upright, her sword drew a graceful arc, her sharp edge was extremely sharp, 36 rounds of bright moon appeared out of thin air, covering Wu Luanxing.

"Interesting, my lord likes wild girls like you the most, that's the pleasure of conquering. Jietianzhi!"

Wu Luanxing walked in the turbulent waves like a stroll in a garden, and he tapped out with one finger, causing infinite fluctuations in the void, a hundred-foot finger appeared, and tapped towards Yan Xingyu.

Dozens of rounds of bright moon crackled and shattered, unable to stop Wu Luanxing's one-finger power, it just collapsed in an instant!

The finger continued to point over, Yan Xingyu stepped on the ground with his toes and retreated quickly, his sword and sword walked towards Haoyue, and finally managed to block it, but he was powerless and could only admit defeat.

But Wu Luanxing didn't give up, he had to grab what he was looking for, and immediately ordered an elder King Kong to go to Haoyuezong to propose a marriage and exert pressure.

Gu Shanhe's face was gloomy, he didn't want to send his proud disciple into the fire pit, but Wu Zong was really too scary.

Once Wu Zong got angry, not to mention their Haoyue Zong, even if the Ten Zongs of Dizhou attacked together, they would not be opponents at all, Wu Tianyuan alone could sweep them all away.

But in the end, he still didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either. He adopted the method of procrastinating words, and he could delay it for a day.

Luo Yang sneered in the crowd, he had already sentenced Wu Luanxing to death, but that was his woman, his reverse scale, whoever dared to touch it would die, regardless of whether you were the grandson of Wu Luanxing or not.

"Everyone is gathered, the leaders of the seven sects are all here, very good, very good, it's time to act."

A hundred thousand miles away stood a man wrapped in black. He had a handsome face and a pair of extremely deep eyes. He obviously didn't exude any aura, but he gave people a sense of awe and stamina.

He saw through the void of a hundred thousand miles, cast his eyes on the Han River, and showed a satisfied smile.

Standing beside him were a few powerful masters, all of whom were incomparably respectful. They all responded to the words of the man in black and disappeared in a flash.

(End of this chapter)