Gao Wu: My cells can evolve infinitely

Wang Xu's words were like putting the ten great geniuses of the Divine Sword Sect on the fire. They had to accept the challenge even if they didn't want to.

After all, there were so many peers watching, and an elder took the initiative to ask for a fight for his disciple. This matter would inevitably ferment and cause a wide impact within the sect.

If they refused to accept the challenge, I'm afraid it would be a big blow to their reputation.

The worst of the ten geniuses of the Divine Sword Sect who are now standing below the gold list is also the direct disciple of a certain elder. He is destined to hold an important position in the Divine Sword Sect in the future. For them, reputation is still very important.

But...

"The ten of us are fighting against one of your disciples, Elder Wang. If we win, it is completely natural and there is no benefit for us."

"And your disciple, as long as he shows some tricks in the process of fighting with us, even if he loses, he can still become famous!"

"Elder Wang forced us to fight together, and wanted to use our status and reputation as a stepping stone to help his disciple. It's a good plan, isn't it?"

The heroic man with double horns and red skin sneered bluntly. Behind him, there was a two-meter-long silver giant sword.

This man's name is Yan Kong. He is the chief disciple of the inner sect. In terms of status, he is still above the elder's personal disciple, only one level lower than the son of the Divine Sword Sect.

He is more than three meters long. Just standing there and doing nothing, he also gives people a terrifying sense of oppression, as if a raging wave of fire is rushing in their faces, making people breathless.

Yan Kong looks like a big and strong man, but his mind is extremely delicate. He thinks he has seen through Elder Wang's calculations.

Of course, in his mind, there is no situation where ten of them can't beat Qin Yi.

Elder Wang is extremely mysterious. His whereabouts are uncertain and he keeps a low profile. He rarely appears in the Divine Sword Sect.

Yan Kong believes that his authority level is not low, but he still cannot check Elder Wang's information.

Now Elder Wang has taken the initiative to stand up for his apprentice, which is beyond everyone's expectations.

At this point, the situation seems to be a bit stalemate. The Saint of the Divine Sword Sect thinks it's time for him to come forward and make a decision.

He has a smile on his face, and his whole person is filled with a transcendent temperament, as if he is a banished immortal. He seems to be non-competitive, but in fact no one can take away what belongs to him from him.

This generation of the Saint of the Divine Sword Sect comes from a small tribe with a population of no more than a hundred people - the Lonely Cloud Tribe.

This clan lives in the sky all year round, like clouds floating in the sky, with no fixed place to live, moving with the wind, and their main cultivation is a kind of transcendent and free-spirited mentality.

It is precisely because of this mentality that the Holy Son Yun Che can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing the divine sword technique [Xiaoyao Suixin Sword].

The moment Yun Che smiled, everyone around him understood that the Holy Son was about to speak.

This Holy Son seemed to be kind to others and did not fight or compete, but who among the people present was not a peer who had competed with him for several years? Naturally, they knew that Yun Che was essentially an extremely proud and conceited person. It was precisely because of this extreme conceit about his talent and strength that his transcendence was further highlighted.

He did not fight or compete because he believed that no one could rob him.

On weekdays, he would not speak, but once he was about to speak, he would deal with all disputes with lightning speed.

Yun Che stood up straight, looked around, and was very satisfied with the reactions of others at this time.

Quiet, in awe, waiting for him to speak.

He seemed to be the only protagonist in the world, in control of everything, the focus of the whole world.

"I..."

Soon, he spoke, his tone was calm, but with a domineering tone that could not be refused.

However.

Yun Che's mouth had just opened, and the first word had just come out, and he suddenly paused, and could no longer say the second word.

All this happened in the second when he turned his head to look at Qin Yi.

When the four eyes met, he saw the terrifying eyes that he had never seen in his life!

What kind of eyes was that?

Indifferent... indifferent to the extreme, as if he didn't see him as a living thing at all!

Boom! !

Under this look, a ray of divine thoughts as sharp as a sword surged, breaking through Yun Che's defense without any hindrance, piercing into his sea of ​​consciousness, and setting off a storm! !

"Ah!!!"

Yun Che screamed in pain, his eyes suddenly closed, and the whole person retreated uncontrollably, staggering and falling to the ground!

He looked extremely miserable, with blood flowing from his eyes. He collapsed to the ground helplessly, trembling, and shaking uncontrollably, as if he had seen something horrible!

This....

What happened?

In less than a ten-thousandth of a second, how could the Saint Son, who had a calm face before, suddenly become like this, as if he had been tortured for thousands of years? !

In an instant, all the onlookers showed horror, looking around in panic, suspecting that some hostile forces had sneaked into Qingluan Sword Peak and secretly attacked the Saint Son.

The several deacons who stayed in the Deacon Hall were also facing a great enemy, and they nervously observed this small space, but after watching for a long time, they did not see any changes.

Just when everyone was panicking, a calm voice came slowly, like a huge stone thrown into the lake, stirring up huge waves!

"Why are you still standing there?"

"I have defeated the Holy Son. My master, as a witness, has confirmed this."

"Since defeating the Holy Son will not take his seat, then..."

"You are the remaining nine, can you come together?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, all with incredible expressions!

Under the focus of their eyes, the source of the voice was...

The disciple of Elder Wang who they thought was ignorant of life and death - Qin Yi!

What did he just say?

The contemporary Saint of the Divine Sword Sect was defeated by him in a glance and one ten-thousandth of a second?

How is it possible?

Everyone couldn't believe it, but the expressions of the nine remaining Divine Sword Sect geniuses became several times more serious. They observed the Saint Yun Che who was still trembling in pain, and then their eyes showed uncertainty.

Did Qin Yi really do it?

Saint Yun Che, but he has been crowned king for several years, and his realm has been consolidated long ago. With his strength, if he uses all his strength, it is no problem to match the peak of the crowned king!

The average elder of the Divine Sword Sect is definitely not Yun Che's opponent!

How big is the gap to be able to kill Yun Che in one glance?

Even the Venerable may not be able to do it, right?

Seeing that the nine people were still hesitating, Qin Yi lost his patience and shrugged, saying, "Since you are so generous, I will make the first move."

"If you can withstand this move, I am willing to admit defeat."

"Be careful!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Yi's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot!

No one saw what happened clearly.

Even Qin Yi's master Wang Xu and several deacons present, their thoughts did not keep up with Qin Yi's speed!

In their observation, Qin Yi disappeared alive in that thousandth of a second!

Just after this thousandth of a second!

There was a thunderous sound in the deacon hall, and nine afterimages suddenly appeared in front of the nine Tianjiao.

These nine afterimages have exactly the same appearance, the same posture, and the same time of appearance!

And in the eyes of the nine Tianjiao!

They did not see the full picture of the afterimage, but only saw a fist with a cold and murderous aura, tearing through the space and coming to them!

In an instant!

The surging energy and blood rushed up to the sky! !