I, the first son, became a woman

But it's clearly a stranger? !

He frowned suspiciously.

For a moment, even the despairing sighs and the spurning of himself were ignored.

Xia Juan was thoughtful, and returned to his seat alone.

The third wave of the game also unconsciously drew a sentence.

Li Yayan and Xia Lingqiu, disciples of the two great sects, lost in the first two days of the official competition.

This incident has aroused the surprise and amazement of many people.

But for Xia Juan.

What really brought her back to her senses and condensed her eyes.

But it is the list for the next competition.

"Next, Marquis Qianyu!"

"Fight against Supreme Sword Sect, Yuan Tingxuan."

"Qian Yuhou?! Yuan Tingxuan?!"

In an instant, he raised his head and cast Absolute Eagle Eye.

Xia Juan looked around, and sure enough, he saw Qian Yuhou and Yuan Tingxuan walking up to the martial arts stage in a leisurely manner.

Both of them are the pride of heaven, full of arrogance.

Every move shows the majesty and arrogance of a young genius and a strong man in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Xia Juan rubbed his chin.

While adjusting his sitting posture, he stared at the two men covetously.

It turned out to be these two people? !

A match between these two guys...

Who wins and who loses... It's hard to guess!

Almost both of them have just broken through the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

One is a powerful and high-ranking official with countless resources for cultivation.

One is a top disciple in the sect, and the resources for cultivation are definitely not much more.

In this case, the two are almost evenly matched, so it's hard to tell the outcome!

Xia Juan glanced at the two of them, then looked up at Qian Yuhou's private room above.

Sure enough, the widow of the Shanling Tianzun is still there.

"This benevolent deity has infinite scenery in his life."

"After death, my own daughter has to commit herself to others! It's also sad!"

Shaking his head, he dismissed it indifferently.

Xia Juan fixed his eyes and focused on the contest between Yuan Tingxuan and Qian Yuhou.

"You are the so-called genius of Taishang Jianzong?!"

Marquis Qian Yu stood on the competition stage with his hands behind his back, and condescendingly glanced at Yuan Tingxuan.

"Does Jianyu hate it?! That one of you who ranks first on the Jianzong Shanhe list."

"Why didn't he come over?!"

Rolling his eyes in disdain, Qian Yuhou was overbearing.

"Swordfish hate? Hmph!"

Hearing Jian Yuhen's name, Yuan Tingxuan's expression changed for a moment.

On the Mountain and River Ranking, he was ranked second, while Jian Yuhen was ranked first.

The world often compares these two geniuses of the Supreme Sword Sect.

But they often say that they are not as good as the other party!

That wild boy from the countryside was a sweeping outer disciple a few years ago.

What qualifications do you have to compare with yourself? !

It's just bad luck.

After being resurrected from the dead, I don't know where I got supernatural powers, so I can compare with myself!

Yuan Tingxuan has always been sensitive about Jianyu hating the name.

It has always been easy to be irritated by it.

Take a deep breath and calm down your emotions and mentality.

Yuan Tingxuan opened his eyes again and smiled slightly.

"Qian Yuhou, don't provoke me with provocative methods!"

"Jianyu hates that guy. He is not in the sect every day. I don't regard him as a disciple of my Taishang Jianzong at all."

"As for you...?"

"I, Yuan Tingxuan, can easily defeat you!"

Chapter 523 Conspiracy

"Oh? Really??"

With a cold smile, he raised his hand.

A faint blue flame climbed up from Qian Yuhou's five fingers little by little, and condensed.

"The will of the ancient god king, can you, a small ant, despise it?!"

"Stop talking nonsense and see the truth on your fist!"

With a cold snort, his foot suddenly stomped hard on the competition platform.

Yuan Tingxuan spread his hands like a roc spreading its wings in an instant.

On the back, it seemed that there were really wings spreading out in an instant.

There was a crackling sound, and the wind was blowing!

"I am a master of the sword sect, and I have a sword technique from the heavenly book. Let me see if you dare to take it!"

A wave of the arm.

In the middle of the sky, there is a whole body of black.

The great sword with interlaced crimson and dark green patterns was suddenly thrown from the treasure bag.

Yuan Tingxuan's eyes were quick, and he stretched out his hand suddenly.

Grabbing the big sword, he swung it around his neck.

He turned around and headed towards Qian Yuhou.

"Tips for carving insects!"

There was a wicked charm at the corner of his mouth.

Qian Yuhou grinned grimly.

At the seat, Xia Juan noticed that this person's pupils turned black for an instant!

In that split second.

A strange totem seemed to emerge from his body, continuously climbing up to his forehead.

But to the temple.

It seemed like fire met water again, retreating all of a sudden.

The totem was weird and distorted.

There are countless densely packed words that Xia Juan can't understand at all.

"It looks like a huge pattern."

"What I saw just now is just the tip of the iceberg?!"

Frowning, Xia Juan hesitated.

The second sister Xia Huaimu said before that this Marquis of Thousand Feathers seems to have received the inheritance of some ancient god king, and his strength has increased a hundred times!

It seems now.

I am afraid that this person has really obtained infinite supernatural powers and vast apotheosis!

This guy has really become stronger and stronger without knowing it! ! !

Subconsciously squeezed his fist.

Xia Juan squinted her eyes and continued to watch in thought.

On the martial arts arena, Marquis Qian Yu's condensed five fingers suddenly stretched apart.

Those five fingers suddenly stretched out without bounds.

It suddenly wrapped around Yuan Tingxuan's body!

"What?! What kind of supernatural power is this?!"

Yuan Tingxuan turned pale with shock, swung the big sword in his hand, and slashed fiercely at Qianyuhou's five fingers.

However, he just raised the long sword in his hand.

Marquis Qian Yu already let out a long howl.

The stretched arm exploded even more in an instant, and the muscles exploded.

Like a tsunami and avalanche, Yuan Tingxuan's body was instantly grabbed and smashed into the competition arena.

Boom.

The entire competition arena was completely destroyed by Qian Yuhou's huge power in an instant, leaving only half of it.

The dust was flying, and the wooden boards were splashed in all directions.

Suddenly, a bright light flickered!

Only a cry was heard, as if tearing the sky and splitting the darkness.

Yuan Tingxuan's shawl was scattered, blood was on the corner of his mouth, and he came towards the wind.

The big sword in his hand left a series of sword marks in mid-air as he swung it.

All the sword marks overlapped and criss-crossed.

Countless sword marks are intertwined, and in the end it seems to be woven into a big net, condensed into a magic circle!

"Sword array! Too good!"

The sword rises and falls, and the body seems to be flying over the sea.

Yuan Tingxuan fell with the sword formation, and his whole body fell back.

Grasping the hilt of the sword with both hands, he stabbed Qian Yuhou's head with all his might.

"what?!"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Tingxuan was still alive and well, as fast as lightning!

Qian Yuhou's expression changed, and he withdrew his extended five fingers.

Snapped!

Those five fingers were like springs, they suddenly retracted and became normal.

"That's good! You asked for it!"

"Suppressing the Heavenly Buddha Road!"