Alchemist Sword Sect

"Arrogant!"

Shi Xiang is also one of the arrogant talents anyway. He can stand out among 100,000 people, and his strength is naturally not weak;

Now that he was so underestimated by the lancet, he was naturally very angry, and immediately shot a grey sword.

This sword is not gold and iron, but stone. I don't know what material it was made of. It looks very ancient and full of vicissitudes of life.

As soon as Pu cut out, Jianguang Dazhi, as if buried for many years, now showed the glory of the past.

"Hey, Shi Xiang seems to be better than Wu Hanying."

Seeing this, Lu Chen couldn't help but glance at Shi Xiang, nodding slightly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

However, he thought that Shi Xiang was still not his opponent, and continued to write down the formation pattern on the column, using the Universe Soul Seal to comprehend.

At this time, the Lancet had already shot.

A strong death force appeared on his body, and the death pattern was reversed, like dark clouds, giving people a feeling of lifelessness.

He is like a **** of death, coming from Jiuyou.

The black long knife flew out from his hand, and with a "clang", it smashed with Shi Xiang's stone knife.

A dead air, a heavy air radiated.

What Shi Xiang cultivates is the strength of the earth, with the aura of the earth, full of rich flavor, the swordsmanship is open and close, and the magical skill of the axe can easily resist the lancet.

"I didn't expect you to have two more attacks, but unfortunately, you are still not my opponent."

The lance stared at Shi Xiang, his eyes dark and sharp, as if a goshawk was rushing to eat, a tiger descending from the mountain, and a jackal hunting an animal, full of brutality.

The jet-black long knife slashed horizontally and vertically, tearing the void and cutting through the sword energy, as powerful as a bamboo.

Shi Xiang's swordsmanship was broken under this sword.

But the Lancet didn't stay at all, striding forward, approaching Shi Xiang, as if he was about to drive Shi Xiang to the end, harvesting his life.

And in the four sides of the lancet, there also appeared a phantom of death, like a death **** leaning over Shi Xiang, roaring, shouting, and shouting, just like a thousand ghosts roaring.

Shi Xiang was suppressed.

"This lancet is so strong?"

Seeing this, Lu Chen frowned slightly and glanced at Li Bianchuan and Wang Shan.

Seeing the second old man's expressionless face, Lu Chen felt clear.

Obviously, from the beginning, Li Bianchuan and the other two did not expect Shi Xiang to defeat the lancet.

"This lancet is so strong, I don't know how strong Liu Jian is?"

Lu Chen thought, couldn't help but glance at Liu Jian.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jian noticed his gaze and smiled, very kind.

This made Lu Chen puzzled.

But he stopped thinking about it, and continued to comprehend the formation on the cylinder.

Even if Shi Xiang lost to the Lancet, it didn't matter to him.

But when Ji Tianshu saw this, he showed a solemn color.

Obviously, the strength of the Lancet was somewhat beyond their expectations.

In particular, Kou Xuan, Qiang Wujue, and Wu Hanying are thinking about changing to be themselves, but they may not dare to beat each other.

At this time, Shi Xiang was already at a disadvantage.

"Essential stone swordsmanship, kill me!"

But Shi Xiang was unwilling to fail this way, or that he was unwilling to lose to the lancet, otherwise, he might not be able to hold his head up in front of the two elders of Li Bianchuan.

Therefore, he displayed his strongest swordsmanship, Yuanshi swordsmanship!

As soon as this technique was performed, his whole body glowed gray, turning into a stone man, his figure swelled wildly, reaching a huge amount of hundreds of feet.

From a distance, he was like a stone giant, holding a stone sword and slashing towards the lancet.

The stone sword slashed the lancet, and the sound of bang bang was loud.

The Lancet took two steps back.

Shi Xiang regained the defeat, and immediately took advantage of the situation to press in, and the stone sword swung down, as if there was a mighty force, and the power was infinite.

"Shi Xiang, pick up my Tianshu Sword Technique!"

But the lancet stabilized his footsteps, did not take a step back, his expression changed, his eyes pierced, exuding the black air of death, and then he waved the black sword to perform a powerful sword technique.

A horrible, shocking aura permeated in an instant, and countless death patterns emerged, approaching Shi Xiang, encircling him from left and right, surrounding him, airtight, and full of lifelessness inside.

The thick earth aura slowly weakened, and Shi Xiang's violent aura suddenly diminished.

"not good!"

Seeing this, Shi Xiang yelled badly, and hurriedly urged Yuanshi Swordsmanship, doing his utmost to show the power of this swordsmanship, and slashed at Shi Xiang with a huge stone sword energy that was hundreds of feet long.

With a loud "bang", the shape of the lancet suddenly stopped, and the death pattern of the square collapsed and vanished.

"it is good!"

Shi Xiang was overjoyed when he saw this.

But the next moment, the lancet's figure suddenly became illusory, blending with the surrounding dark scene, disappearing, as if it did not exist at all.

"What about people?"

Seeing this, Shi Xiang was puzzled first, and then his face changed drastically.

He swung his stone sword and turned his offense to defense.

But at this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared on his left side, who was it not the lancet?

"not good!"

Shi Xiang's face changed drastically, and he backed away anxiously.

It was a pity that it was too late. As soon as the lancet moved, it appeared beside him. The black sword slashed down and slashed on his shoulder. There was a loud noise from the rocky shoulder, and blood splashed out.

"Ah." Shi Xiang's facial features twisted, and he let out a painful cry, his body shrank by hundreds of feet, and then spouted a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"I said, you are not my opponent, although your swordsmanship is good."

The lancet put away the black sword, and the life around him dissipated, showing a tall and straight figure, and his dark long hair flying, making him look even more indifferent, and strangers should not enter.

"Damn it, if I lose today, I will get it back sooner or later." Shi Xiang gritted his **** teeth.

"I'm waiting, but you lost to me today. You will not be my opponent in the future." Lancet said lightly.

Shi Xiang's face turned blue and white when he heard that, and he felt greatly insulted.

It's a pity that he lost to the Lancet, but he couldn't refute it. He could only walk down the platform with a calm face, not daring to look at the eyes of Li Bianchuan.

"Recover well," Wang Shan said.

"Yes." Shi Xiang nodded lonely.

Losing to the Lancet was a big blow to his confidence.

Seeing this, Wu Hanying gave him a gloating look.

This made Shi Xiang even more angry, vowing to make the lancet look good.

But Liu Dao turned a blind eye to his anger, and his dark eyes fell on Liu Jian, and said seriously: "Liu Jian, I look forward to a fight with you."

"Just after easy folding." Liu Jian said.

"You don't need to worry about it." Liu Dao's expression changed, and immediately stopped looking at Liu Jian and returned to Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong nodded in satisfaction with him.

The Lancet defeated Shi Xiang, which was regarded as a win for the Divine Sword Sect.

"Two elders."

Seeing this, Liu Jian stepped forward and looked at Li Bianchuan.

He wants to fulfill his promise.

"Go ahead."

Both Li Bianchuan nodded.

"Liu Jian?"

Yuan Hong and Yan Chunfeng narrowed their eyes when they saw this.

"The two elders, Liu Jian's swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he is good at speed, and ordinary people are not his opponents." Liu Dao said respectfully.

Yuan Hong glanced at each other and nodded unconsciously.

"The two elders, the lancet is to promote the ambition of others and destroy one's own prestige. I, Xu Mao, ask for a battle. I will definitely defeat this Liu Jian, and let some people see that my disciple of the Shendao Sect is powerful."

A square-faced youth walked out, arched his hands towards Yuan Hong and said righteously.

He is of medium build, but with a pale golden beard at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of huge eyes, he looks like an angry lion.

"Xu Mao?"

Yuan Hong glanced at him and frowned slightly.

"Elder?"

Xu Mao said hurriedly.

"Let him go." Yan Chunfeng nodded and said.

"Thank you to the two elders, Xu Mao will definitely fulfill his mission and defeat Liu Jian."

Xu Mao immediately bowed his hand, then resolutely turned around and stepped onto the battle platform.

"The two elders...?" Lancet frowned slightly when he saw this, and immediately spoke, but before he finished speaking, Yuan Hong interrupted him and said, "Lancet, Xu Mao has a good saying, as my magic sword. Sect disciple, don't grow up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige, you have to remember that our God Sword Sect is not at the same time as the Sword Sect. ’

"Yes."

The Lancet nodded quickly.

"Well, the old man knows what you want to say, but Xu Mao is courageous and worthy of encouragement." Yuan Hong nodded slightly, then waved his hand.

"Yes."

When Lancet heard this, he lifted his spirits and retreated respectfully.

Then, he looked up at Liu Jian and Xu Mao on the battlefield.

In this matter, the two of them have already fought.

Xu Maogang was still aggressive at the beginning, like a lion roaring, tigers stalking the plains, and shocking all directions, but when Liu Jian took the sword, his aura was instantly disintegrated.

In less than a cup of tea, he was at a disadvantage.

Liu Jian's speed was too fast.

His speed is different from the speed of the Lancet. The speed of the Lancet is invisible, and his speed is really visible, which makes people feel terrible.

His speed is like lightning, like running through thunder, like a river, like a meteorite, it is the embodiment of true power, upright, like a righteous division, on the battlefield, defeating the opponent head-on.

In a moment, Xu Mao had no power to resist.

"What a strong Liu Jian."

Lu Chen was surprised at this.

He thought that he couldn't match it in terms of speed.

If you want to defeat the opponent, you have to use Brahma's contribution.

The strength of Liu Jian is evident.

Ji Tianshu also showed solemn expressions.

Both Li Bianchuan and Wang Shan nodded slightly.

Only Shi Xiang had a gloomy face.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Xu Mao was defeated.

He was upright and defeated by Liu Jiantang.

Obviously, Xu Mao's strength was worse than that by more than one point.

Lu Chen thought that he should be able to compete with Li Chenggong, and whether he could compete with Ji Tianshu and Zhao Tianyue is still unknown.

But even so, he is a well-deserved figure of Tianjiao.

"Sure enough, this God Realm is different from Tamron Continent. It is a more exciting world. I must become a strong one."

Lu Chen's eyes were burning, his fists could not help clenching, and he thought to himself inwardly.

This is his goal.

He will work hard for this!

Then, he once again focused on the formation on the cylinder.

This is a god-level formation, profound and unpredictable, even if Lu Chen comprehend it with the imprint of the Universe Soul, it could not be understood for a while.

But at this moment, Wu Hanying's voice rang around him:

"Lu Chen, you have not played until now, when do you want to wait?"

He looked at Lu Chen and said with a smile: "As a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, shouldn't you contribute to the Divine Sword Sect at this time?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Tianshu's several people immediately focused on Lu Chen.

"Lu Chen?"

Li Bianchuan and Wang Shan also noticed Lu Chen.

The latter saw that Lu Chen had only the fourth level of cultivation in the Profound Gate of Life and Death, and suddenly frowned. At the same time, he felt a little puzzled. With Lu Chen's cultivation level, how did he pass the test of three levels and become one of the disciples. Top ten?

Li Bianchuan's lips moved slightly when he saw this, as if he was transmitting his voice.

"That's it."

Wang Shan nodded imperceptibly and looked at Lu Chen again.

This made Lu Chen's heart tensed, and Wu Hanying, who was in his heart, cursed a dog-blood spray. If he had the opportunity, he must teach him a lesson.