Galaxy Sword Emperor

Chapter 1193 is dust after all

The appearance of the farmer made Wei Wuya and the others hold their breath. Although the former disciples had good cultivation, but when it came to the true perception of Tao, they were not as good as the rest of them.

In particular, it represents the kind of obsession in a certain field, except for woodcutters, butchers and farmers, there is no one else.

So the farmer is a representative, and also the first hope of the human race. Those who participated in the assessment before, including the Saint Star family, were all blown away without exception.

At this moment, the farmer was the only one who rushed forward from the human race.

He also restrained the sloppiness in his eyes, moved his palm slightly, and stuck it on the Wenwen Tianbei.

"Om..." There was a familiar buzzing sound from the stele again, causing the expressions of Wei Wuya and the others to change suddenly.

Not even the third senior brother?

The farmer also felt that the force pouring in suddenly almost threw him away, but at this moment, the farmer gritted his teeth violently and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The five fingers were bluffed, but they were tightly clasped on the surface of the stone tablet.

The stele was as smooth as a mirror, and everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but look sideways, wondering what method he used to hold the stele.

Only the corners of the woodcutter and butcher's mouths curled up into smiles, maybe the reason why the farmer was able to do this was only known to a few of their brothers.

Almost all the flowers and plants in the entire backyard were poisoned by the farmer, and of course the small grass in the crevices of the cliffs were all pulled out by the farmer.

This ability was impressively cultivated when he climbed the cliff, so at this moment, the farmer's face was surprisingly calm, although he became a little pale due to the violent shock.

Asked if the stele didn't knock the farmer away, and stopped attacking him. Immediately, the farmer's name appeared on the side of the stele, almost flush with the bottom of the stele.

At the same time, a golden light surged out from the body of the stele and poured into the farmer's body.

The farmer let out a long sigh of relief, and a look of relief flashed across his face. This golden light made his cultivation base take another big step forward on the basis of the original one.

Seeing his name appearing on Wenwen Tianbei, even though it was only flush with the bottom, and there was still some blur, but at least he didn't embarrass his brothers.

The farmer stepped back and smiled faintly at the crowd: "I didn't embarrass you!"

"Third senior brother, amazing!" Wei Wuya and the others gave thumbs up one after another.

On the other side, all the strong members of the Saint Star clan who were about to watch the joke had gloomy faces. The farmer had already done it first, and left his name on the Monument of Wendao.

For one's own side, it is definitely a blow.

"Keep going!" The first holy son waved his hand. For some reason, after Ye Mo showed his formidable strength, the first holy son became very restless, and became aggressive in every gesture.

The second holy son and the third holy son looked at each other, clearly seeing the change of the first holy son, and frowned slightly.

"call"

Finally, he didn't embarrass him too much. The seed saint of the Saint Star Clan also left a name on the Monument of Asking Heaven, Liu Xinghe!
Juxtaposed with the farmer's name, it is very inconspicuous, even more hazy and vague than the farmer's name.

"On the Wentian Monument, only ten names can appear. If someone surpasses the person who left the name before, then the previous person will be expelled. Therefore, leaving the name now does not mean it is a success!" The First Son sneered.

Wei Wuya couldn't help but his eyes flickered and said: "But, I also got benefits!"

The first holy son narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked at Wei Wuya and said, "There are not many people left on your side. If that's the case, we have to speed up the progress."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Sacred Star Clan, two disciples stepped forward to accept the assessment at the same time."

Although the Holy Star Clan lost a lot of Seed Saints in the previous war, compared to these people of the Human Clan, the number is still several times greater.

As for the disciples chosen by the First Saint Son to participate in the assessment, they did not count all the seed saints, but selected some outstanding ones.

It's just that I didn't expect that even these outstanding people failed one after another, which made the first holy son and others feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing each other, Longzi and Shenzi successively left their names on the stone tablet, and at the same time erased Liu Xinghe's name from the stone tablet.

In this way, the number of people who asked the names on the Tianbei has reached four, three of them are from the human race, the Holy Star clan, and only one person is on the list, which makes the strong faces of the Holy Star clan somewhat uncomfortable.

On the side of the human race, everyone is not so relaxed. The real master of the Saint Star clan has not yet made a move, so no matter when, these people will be their biggest obstacle.

There will only be a list of ten people on the Wenwen Tianbei. In this case, apart from the top two who will become emperors, the remaining eight will also receive huge benefits.

Thinking of this, Wei Wuya and the others frowned, with a look of madness in their eyes.

One figure after another came forward, and then, for every person from the Human Race, two figures from the Saint Star Clan would go forward to conduct the assessment, although the number of people was twice as large as that of the Human Race.

But Wei Wuya and the others also knew that if they raised objections, it would be of no use. The other party must have more people than their own. Instead of leaving the Holy Star Clan with the number of places to come forward to test continuously at the end, it would be better. It's better not to fight them for a while.

The corner of the mouth of the first holy son curled up into a smile. At this moment, on the side of the Saint Star Clan, there are finally only ten holy sons left, while on the other side, there are only the four brothers of Wei Wuya, plus Wujun Chongcan and the woodcutter The seven people, the butcher, and the rest of the disciples have all been assessed.

And just like before, on the stele, there are only three names of the human race, Farmer, Longzi, and Shenzi. Among them, the name of Shenzi ranks first, followed by Longzi.

But what surprised them was that four more people from the Saint Star Clan were on the list in a row. In addition to the previous one, there were already five names of the Saint Star Clan on the Monument.

"I'll be the next one!" The butcher's eyes flickered, and he stepped out to the front of the Wen Wen Tian Monument. He smiled faintly, and the rules of the Dao in his body flowed wildly, and all of them were poured into the Wen Wen Tian Monument.

The stele of asking questions swayed with light, and immediately burst into golden lights, and then, the butcher's name finally appeared on the monument of asking questions.

Moreover, he surpassed everyone before him, almost reached the middle of the height of the stele, and stopped.

"Sure enough, his cultivation is good, and the rules of the road are very pure. This person is not a weak opponent!" Among the top ten holy sons, the earth holy son who ranked last said with a smile.

"So next, I'll meet him for a while!" Tu Shengzi stepped forward, the earthy yellow light gathered in the palm of his hand, and the moment he approached the Wenwen Tianbei, his palm lightly pressed against the stone tablet.

"Huh" Sure enough, just for a moment, the light burst out. On the stone tablet, a thick golden light poured into the body of Tu Shengzi, even thicker than the light that was shot into the body of the butcher at that time.

The butcher frowned, watching the name of Tu Shengzi rising to the top of his head little by little, the butcher couldn't help snorting, obviously not very convinced.

Tu Shengzi smiled lightly and clapped his palms. At this moment, all ten names were finally completed on the Wentian Monument. Next, they should be eliminated one by one.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the woodcutter finally took a step forward, and the terrifying light under his feet spread wildly, and then, more and more breaths condensed in the palm of his hand.

The cultivation base of the woodcutter was not much different from that of the butcher, but the reason why his combat effectiveness was equal to that of the butcher was because he was not as bloodthirsty as the butcher, and even worse than the butcher.

But when it comes to real cultivation, the woodcutter is better than the butcher.

When the woodcutter's name appeared on the top of the stele, Liu Xinghe, who was at the bottom and stood side by side with the farmer, quietly dispersed.

Sure enough, they need to be eliminated alternately!

(End of this chapter)