Martial Supreme Emperor

"Yunyang..."

Xiao Chen murmured, and several elder martial brothers all looked at Xiao Chen.

Qin Ziyu said, "do you think he can?"

Xiao Chen smiles.

"You can't see if you are the first, but you will have him in the top eight."

Xiao Chen is not optimistic about which Yunyang, after all, he does not know which Yunyang, even other elite disciples, he does not know, but it is Yunyang's last sword that makes him notice.

No edge, no awn, seemingly insipid, but hidden murders.

His sword is very strong, but he is hiding it. Everyone is showing his strength. Without him, he is hiding himself. He doesn't want to be noticed, but he has to fight for the place in the top eight.

So, he is the last one in the top 15.

Xiao Chen can conclude that if Yunyang wants to win.

Entering the top 15 can be ranked in the top three.

"It's a little interesting..."

on one side, Yun Hou gave a cut.

"I thought you knew him."

Xiao Chen said with a smile, "I know Zhu Di as a disciple of emperor Jianfeng."

Both yunhou and Qin Ziyu coughed.

The other three people were all in a flash. They felt that there was something in it. But just as they were about to ask, the third round of screening had begun.

Fifteen people, you can't fight one on one.

So the third round is group warfare.

Fifteen people stepped on the stage, and finally eight people were left.

Seven out!

The battle started, and the 15 men were fighting separately.

Try to get eight places.

Zhuge Qingfeng's hand, his opponent in his hands, did not survive ten rounds will be off the stage, Chen Xuanfeng's fighting power is also very terrible, his sword is full of killing gas, people shudder.

When fighting, Chen Xuanfeng is like a killing machine.

His opponent was overwhelmed and eventually defeated.

Li YunRuo's figure is flying on the platform. The man is there and the sword is there.

In close combat, his opponent was defeated.

Jin Muyan's sword array is impeccable, and he kills his opponent.

The other one is good at fighting fire with a sword. The fire washes out and the sword is powerful. His name is Lu Han. Although his name is cold, he is a man who plays with fire.

His opponent was in a mess in the flames.

On the other hand, Cai Xukun, the elite disciple of emperor Jianfeng, plays with a good sword. The flying sword flows and condenses in the void. The swords and swords are extremely sharp and seem to be able to cut everything. His sword is accompanied by the shadow of the sun, as if he can track his opponent.

The opponent had no choice but to jump off the platform.

The elder and Kong Qinglei nodded.

All of these people have done well, and they are worthy of important tasks.

Then there was Huang Zitao. Behind him, there were seven magic swords hanging. Behind him, there was this round of sun. Other people couldn't open their eyes, and the temperature was even hotter. The magic sword bathed in the fire of the sun, and it was extremely fast.

His opponent abandoned his armor and fled.

If you don't give up, you will be burned.

Yunyang was the last one. He didn't move, so he stood there until someone stared at him. He looked at his opponent and cut him down with one sword. His opponent was blown out of the martial arts arena. He was crisp and didn't drag his feet.

Compared with Zhuge Qingfeng's dazzling skills, Yunyang is in a state of returning to nature.

So far, the top eight have come out.

They are Yunyang, the elder's disciple;

Zhuge Qingfeng, the second elder's disciple;

Li YunRuo, the Third Elder's disciple;

Chen Xuanfeng, Jin Muyan, the fourth elder's disciple;

no, the fifth elder's disciple;

No, the sixth elder's disciple;

Huang Zitao, the seventh elder's disciple;

Lu Han, the eighth elder's disciple;

CAI Xukun, the ninth elder's disciple;

the tenth elder's disciple Son, No.

The faces of the five elders, the six elders and the ten elders are a little bit ugly. The faces of the other elders are red, especially the faces of the four elders are almost laughing. Two of his disciples have entered the top eight.

Chen Xuanfeng and Jin Muyan.

Kong Qinglei looked at the top eight candidates in front of him and nodded slightly.

"All eight of you are selected from different levels. You are going to represent emperor Jianfeng with your disciples. I hope you can show your energy today and make emperor Jianfeng brilliant."

All eight nodded heavily.

Zhuge Qingfeng's eyes flickered slightly.

Then he said in a voice: "we will fight for the honor of emperor Jianfeng naturally, but Lord, we are fighting and selecting here, but our disciples are watching. I'm afraid we don't know who will push whose hind legs at that time."

"Presumptuous!"

The second elder frowned and scolded his disciples."Here and there is your share?"

Zhuge Qingfeng bowed his head and didn't speak, but he still didn't accept.

The other seven people are almost like this.

On one side, zongfeng and others are picking eyebrows, and then a smile, these a few really think that can step into the top eight will be able to fight with Pro disciples?

Who gave them courage?

Xiao Chen hummed: "little brother, what's the matter with you? Don't you agree? "

With that, Xiao Chen stepped forward and put his hands around his chest, looking at the eight people.

Cloud Hou stands in zongfeng and others, take them back two steps.

"What for?" People don't understand.

Cloud Hou look solemn, "back, six younger martial brother to pretend B."

Xiao Chen stood up, Zhuge Qingfeng's head suddenly lifted up, and Xiao Chen looked at each other, a smile, but the smile is slightly disdainful.

"I don't agree."

Xiao Chen takes a look at Kong Qinglei and jumps off the platform.

"Then, on behalf of my own disciples, I'd like to learn how powerful the elite disciples are."

In the presence, they are basically the cultivation of the Ninth Heaven in the holy land.

Zhuge Qingfeng even touched the round edge of Daojing.

Yunyang is the holy land of jiuchongtian.

Xiao Chen stands in front of them. When he feels it from a close distance, Xiao Chen, strength... The peak of the seventh heaven in the holy land, Zhuge Qingfeng can't help laughing.

"The peak of the seventh heaven in holy land, are you teasing me?"

Xiao Chen is not in a hurry.

"The seventh heaven of holy land can beat you!"

Eight people are a little disdainful.

And above, Kong Qinglei opened his mouth: "Xiao Chen, just click here."

Xiao Chen nodded.

Then he hooked up with Zhuge Qingfeng and other eight people, looking a little impatient, "don't ink, come on, hurry up, I have something to do after beating you."

The elders on the scene were all flashing.

Xiao Chen is crazy!

Let their disciples go up together? How contemptuous this is!

And the patriarch didn't stop it.

Does he think that the cultivation of qichongtian in Xiaochen's holy land can single out the eight elite disciples present?

Not only them, but also the thousands of disciples under the stage.

Zhuge Qingfeng's lips.

"Brothers, since all the disciples have spoken, how about giving him face?"

Chen beixuan's face flashed with killing brilliance.

"Good!"

Xiao Chen smiles.

"Come on, make a quick decision."

Zhuge Qingfeng was the first to bear the brunt and went straight to Xiao Chen.

The sword pointed directly at Xiao Chen, and the whole platform was shaking.