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At this moment, Inner Sect Chaos Youmai Second Elder Jiang Wenyuan, looking down at Jiang Ye, Shen Mengyan and other fifty Inner Sect Chaos Youmai Disciples, sound transmission: “Who can kill Ye Xuan, this Elder will reward 2 million middle grade Spirit Stone!”

hearing this, forty-nine Disciples, all want to kill Ye Xuan to get the reward!

And Shen Mengyan worriedly sent Ye Xuan sound transmission: “Ye Xuan, my name Second Elder Jiang Wenyuan just said, whoever kills you in my line Disciple will be rewarded with two million middle grade Spirit Stone.”

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“Also Gongsun Huodong, Gao Yong, Bu Lingshan and Zhao Qianyuan will definitely order the Four Great Sects vein Disciple to kill you in the grand competition ceremony, you must be more careful!”

Ye Xuan gave Shen Mengyan a reassuring smile and sound transmission in a domineering tone: “Relax, I don’t care about Inner Sect Eight Veins Disciple.”

In Ye Xuan and Shen Mengyan sound transmission At that time, Zhao Richuan in the Inner Sect Dojo, looking at the Disciple of the fifty Inner Sect Four Saint Sects who participated in the grand competition ceremony, viciously sounded transmission:

“Senior brother and senior sister, you Who can kill Ye Xuan in the grand ceremony, this Young Master will reward 3 million middle grade Spirit Stone!”

Fifty people were hearing this, with excited expressions on their faces, and they all made up their minds. After reaching Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan will definitely be killed!

“xiū xiū xiū ——”

At this time, when the white light of Fang Guping’s finger ring flickered frequently, one after another white light beam flew out, in the center of the Inner Sect dojo , turned into two hundred Dao Altars with three hundred zhang squares.

These 200 Dao Altars are for 400 geniuses.

“The first round draws lots to decide their opponents.”

Fang Guping flicked his right arm, and a dazzling spiritual power was released. Above Disciple’s head, it transformed into 400 balls of spiritual power light.

“xiu!”

Ye Xuan released a Nine Heavens Divine Force between his fingers. After hitting a ball of spiritual power light, a “” 6″ word.

Meaning Ye Xuan, will face off against another talent who was drawn No. 6 on Dao Altar No. 6.

“xiū xiū xiū ——”

Soon, the other 399 geniuses released a spirit power, and the draw was completed after exciting the ball of light.

Suddenly!

Ye Xuan felt a killing intent coming from the left, Ye Xuan turned his head and looked away, but see, an Inner Sect Wind Thunder Sect silver robe young man who drew another No. 6, He stared at himself with killing intent.

The silver robe youth of Palace Soul Realm Great Perfection sounded transmission with a grinning face: “Ye Xuan, you humble handyman Disciple, dare to kill our chief Second Brother, it will be you later. The time of death!”

Ye Xuan knew that the “Second Brother” in the silver robe youth’s mouth was referring to the outer sect Law Enforcement Elder Gao Qiu who was killed by himself.

Ye Xuan looked at the silver robe youth without speaking, his star eyes flashed with cold killing intent.

In Ye Xuan’s eyes, the silver robe youth is already a dead man!

“Dao Altar on both sides of the duel.”

As Fang Guping’s words fell, 400 geniuses swept up the Dao Altar of their respective duel.

At this time, Gao Yong, the chief of the Inner Sect Wind Thunder Sect on the third ancient building, looked down at the silver robe youth on the No. 6 Dao Altar, and sound transmission said: “Wang Kun, to this chief Destroy Ye Xuan!”

Wang Kun sounded transmission with a fierce look: “Chief, please rest assured, Disciple will kill Ye Xuan!”

Gao Yong looked towards Ye Xuan gloomily , the sound transmission said: “Damn bastard, you are dead!”

Ye Xuan looked up at Gao Yong, his eyes revealed a monstrous killing intent, and the sound transmission said: “old fogey, more than a year. Late last night, you shot an arrow through my heart in Ling Medicine Valley, and I will keep this account for you!”

“You wait for me, it won’t be too long, and I will deliver it myself. You old bastard hit the road!”

After saying this, Ye Xuan no longer paid attention to Gao Yong.

At this time, Fang Guping looked at the 400 people in the 200 Dao Altars with a solemn expression, and said:

“The duel of each round is one hour, after one hour, if If the winner has not yet been determined, both sides will be eliminated together.”

“In addition, only those who escape from Dao Altar can admit defeat. If one side escapes from Dao Altar, the other side will not attack, otherwise, severe punishment No loan!”

“Although death and injury are inevitable at every grand competition ceremony, this chief still hopes that if one can let people off, then spare them.”

“Do you understand?”

400 people said in unison: “Disciple understands!”

“Very good!” After Fang Guping smiled with satisfaction, loudly said: “Now this chief announces , the first round of the Eight Great Sects grand competition has officially started!”

Following Fang Guping’s words, at each Dao Altar, after the two sides reported themselves, they took out various magic weapons and started a fierce battle. Together, for a while, one after another sword glow and blade glow of various attributes ravaged every Dao Altar…

On Dao Altar No. 6.

Wang Kun said to Ye Xuan cup one fist in the other hand contemptuously: “Inner Sect Wind Thunder Sect Wang Kun, please enlighten me!”

Ye Xuan ignored Wang Kun, He cupped his hands and said: “Inner Sect four Technical Sect veins Ye Xuan, please enlighten me.”

Wang Kun grinned and sounded transmission: “Ye Xuan, for the sake of leading our hospital’s four arts festival to win the championship, you Do it yourself, so, I will leave you all dead.”

Wang Kun was extremely conceited, with his strength comparable to Palace God Realm 2nd layer, he killed Ye Xuan of Palace Soul Realm seventh layer, and trampled one to death. As simple as an ant.

Ye Xuan hehe smiled and said lightly: “Idiot.”

“courting death!”

Wang Kun was furious, and immediately, one after another spread With the wind power of Destruction Aura, like a wind dragon, it drilled out of the body and quickly swam around him.

“Destroying Mountain Fist!”

Wang Kun, who was swirling with the power of the wind, suddenly burst out with a tyrannical aura comparable to the Palace God Realm 2nd layer, and he aggressively passed dozens of Zhang, the right fist blasted Ye Xuan’s face with a violent wind force!

“overestimate one’s capabilities.”

When the voice of indifference rang, Ye Xuan did not dodge, his right hand claws protruded like lightning, and he firmly grasped Wang Kun’s Right fist.

“You are only Palace Soul Realm seventh layer, why is your power so powerful!”

Wang Kun was shocked and exclaimed, no matter how hard he struggled, his right fist couldn’t break free!

“You still want to kill Lao Tzu?” The corner of Ye Xuan’s mouth raised slightly, his right hand grabbed Wang Kun’s right fist and pulled it suddenly!

“It’s stabbed!”

“Ah…my arm!”

Blood splashed, Wang Kun’s entire right arm was forcibly torn apart by Ye Xuan down.

Under the strong inertia, Wang Kun leaned forward towards Ye Xuan.

“Death!”

Ye Xuan spit out a “Death” character, he raised his left hand, drew a graceful arc from the low air, and hit Wang Kun’s right face.

“peng!”

Wang Kun hadn’t reacted, his whole head was slapped by Ye Xuan, and the headless corpse was sprayed with blood, flying across several feet. After that, smash on Dao Altar!

Shocked!

The eight million Disciples watching the battle looked at Ye Xuan with a look of shock in their eyes:

“God, did I read it wrong? Ye Xuan actually killed With Wang Kun, Wang Kun is a powerhouse that rivals the Palace God Realm 2nd layer!”

“Isn’t Ye Xuan a waste aptitude? How could he have the power to kill five small realms by leaps and bounds?”

“…”

Disciples thought that Ye Xuan of Palace Soul Realm seventh layer would definitely lose against Wang Kun!

However, didn’t expect Wang Kun to be so pitifully weak in front of Ye Xuan!

On the ancient building, Gao Yong looked at Wang Kun’s corpse, his old body trembled slightly with anger, “Trash, it’s really useless trash!”

On the first ancient building, Su Zixuan looked down at Ye Xuan, frowning lightly, sound transmission: “Ye Xuan, why did you kill?”

Ye Xuan sound transmission: “Reporting back to Courtyard Master, Wang Kun wants to put Disciple on Disciple To death.”

“Courtyard Master, if nothing else happens, Disciple will kill people in the future, but Disciple can assure you that the people who Disciple kills should be killed!”

After Su Zixuan nodded, a pair of shallow red eyes revealed a cold killing intent, and she sounded transmission: “Ye Xuan, you are a genius of the four arts, and this Courtyard Master will never allow you to have any accidents.”

“You tell this Courtyard Master who wants to kill you, and this Courtyard Master will decide for you!”

Ye Xuan sound transmission: “many thanks Courtyard Master cares, but Disciple can If you can handle it, I won’t bother you anymore.”

After saying that, Ye Xuan looked towards Shen Mengyan who was on the Dao Altar No. 12, who was facing off against Disciple, a man from the Inner Sect.

But see, Palace Soul Realm Great Perfection’s male Disciple, full of ancient power, turned into afterimages, and attacked Shen Mengyan fiercely with swords and swords.

Shen Mengyan looked at the attacking male Disciple, her red lips parted lightly, “Frozen!”

“wu wu—”

Immediately, Dao No. 12 The violent wind erupted on the Altar, and the vast Profound Yin Power was released from Shen Mengyan’s tall and graceful lovable body. After engulfing the male Disciple in an instant, a half-foot-thick layer of mysterious Yin formed on the surface of the male Disciple. Holy ice, freezing the man.

Afterwards, Shen Mengyan held the Xuan Yin Attribute Flying Sword, turned into an afterimage, and attacked the male Disciple.

“Bang-crash-bang!”

The man’s Disciple was shocked, and when he shattered the sacred ice of Xuanyin on the surface of his body, he felt a chill in his throat. However, Shen Mengyan held the Flying Sword, and the sharp tip of the sword pressed against the Disciple’s throat.

The Disciple was so frightened that a fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said in a trembling voice: “many thanks Junior Sister Shen show mercy, I am convinced that I lost.”

…

In the next half-a-half, there are seven more strong opponents. All of them have one thing in common, that is, in the process of defeating their opponents, they did not take out the magic weapon!

The seven people are none other than the Inner Sect five lineage lineage Huo Sisi!

Inner Sect Wind Thunder Sect Pulse Han Ce!

Inner Sect Four Saint Sects

Inner Sect Ancient Wuzong Lineage Gunn!

Inner Sect No Phase Animal Vein Luo Ye!

Inner Sect Chaos You Vein Jiang Ye, and Inner Sect Six Saint Immortal Vein Feng Shihan!

It is not surprising that these seven favorites can beat their opponents, including Su Zixuan.

Time ticks by, soon one hour has come, and the first round grand competition is over.

“oh!”

On the ninth Jade Tower, Mu Qingcheng was sighed, and there was a strong sense of helplessness on his stunning face.

The reason why Mu Qingcheng is helpless and disappointed is that 50 Disciples of the four Technical Sect veins who participated in the grand competition were eliminated forty-two people just after the first round!

Only eight Disciples including Chu Yin and Ye Xuan advanced to the second round!

Mu Qingcheng knew that the overall strength of her vein Disciple was not as good as the other 7 meridians Disciple, but she didn’t expect that the gap would be so big!

“Look, the Inner Sect four Technique Sect veins are so weak that they have eliminated forty-two Disciples just after the first round!”

“Yes Ah! What a shame! In my opinion, by the end of the fifth round, the Inner Sect and the four Technical Sect Disciples will all be eliminated!”

“hehe, you are too worthy of the four Technical Sects. Vein, right? If I say, at most three rounds, they will all be eliminated!”

“…”

The other seven major sects have nearly 8 million Disciples, mocking The sound is endless.

At this moment, Gongsun Huodong, Gao Yong, and other chiefs of the other seven sects, looking at Mu Qingcheng with pleasure in other people’s misfortune, in the eyes of the seven people, Inner Sect Four Technique Sect Disciple will be eliminated from the competition!

Mu Qingcheng bit her lower lip with her teeth, her incense fist clenched tightly, her fingernails pierced into her palm, she lost her face, she felt ashamed and unable to show one’s face!

Her dejected look is pitiful.

Ye Xuan looked at Mu Qingcheng, changed his voice deliberately, and passed it into Mu Qingcheng’s ears, “Qingcheng, don’t worry, this grand competition ceremony, your Inner Sect four Technique Sect pulse total points, will definitely meet. Step on the other seven sects who look down on you!”

“senior!” Mu Qingcheng was shocked, raised his head, and looked at the sky, but did not find the senior’s silhouette.

At this moment, after Mu Qingcheng heard the senior’s voice, she felt a lot more relaxed and secretly delighted, “It turns out that senior has always been by my side.”