Yuan Tianchu stood up from the chair and walked onto the ring without saying a word, holding on to the armrests.
“The number one person in the contemporary Tianzi generation is in for a good show.” The old judge chuckled.
“This is hard to say!” The Confucian scholar next to him glanced sideways at Yu Tiansu on the stand.
Everyone who knows the situation of the Yu family knows that Yu Tiansu was originally called Yu Su. After she left the Yu family and came back from training, everyone called her Yu Tiansu. This was a kind of recognition from the Yu family, and it was a rare sideline to be included in the direct line. The strange woman.
But in terms of direct relationship, Yan Tianchu is indeed the number one person in the Tianzi generation.
First level of the Great Realm, and has reached the peak. In addition to his cultivation, his record is also very objective. Before he became famous, he killed the Tian Hailan Beast of the eighth level of the Small Realm with the fifth level of the Small Realm. After he became famous, he eradicated it for the Yu family. There were sixteen traitors and evil cultivators. Without exception, these people were stronger than Yuan Tianchu in terms of superficial strength at the time. No one witnessed the fourteen battles, and only two battles were discovered by outsiders. Also based on these two battles, He is recognized as the number one person in the world.
The most appropriate word to describe him at that time was that he was stunningly talented.
“Yuan Tianchu.” Yan Tianchu announced his name and stood still very casually. His eyelids drooped tiredly, and his eyes were unfocused, as if there was no Zhang Tianliu in his eyes.
“Hey, here comes someone who is more pretentious than me.” Zhang Tianliu turned to Su Tiansulang and said, “Don’t you want to persuade me? Such a fool doesn’t attack lightly or harshly. It’s hard for me to win without killing him.”
Yuan Tiansu looked at Zhang Tianliu with her head propped up and said: “Your sarcasm is of no use to him, just give him a good fight.”
“There is progress, you can see it.” Zhang Tianliu praised.
“You really think I’m stupid, okay, let’s fight.” Yu Tiansu urged.
The audience next to me also urged: “Yeah, stop playing tricks and have an upright contest.”
Wuli Sanren is very strong, but his strength is more about experience and benefiting himself at the expense of others. Now when he meets Yu Tianchu, who is also experienced and not afraid of losses, his advantage no longer exists.
Zhang Tianliu began to say to the disciples of the Yu family on the opposite side of the ring: “If you don’t abstain, he will be in danger!”
The implication is that letting the Yan family admit defeat can prevent the Wuli San people from killing Yan Tianchu.
“Hmph, you have to step down quickly.” The disciple of the Yu family scolded.
Zhang Tianliu ignored them and looked at the referee: “You have to keep an eye on it!”
“Try my best.” The referee nodded.
“What about you? The arena is going to be destroyed. It has nothing to do with me.” Zhang Tianliu looked at the judges.
“No problem.” The old judge said with a smile.
Zhang Tianliu said to the audience again: “The sword has no eyes. When the time comes, you will all testify to me. It’s not that I want to kill someone, but that someone forced me to kill someone.”
“Hurry up and fight! Are you scared?”
Zhang Tianliu looked at the disciples of the Yu family and said, “The last chance, is it to abstain or die?”
The disciples of the Yu family did not answer. Yu Tianchu finally raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Tianliu and said, “You are very confident.”
“Huh?” Zhang Tianliu dug his ears and frowned: “What did you say?”
A sword appeared out of thin air in Yan Tianchu’s palm. He only took one step forward. Before his toes even touched the ground, he appeared in front of Zhang Tianliu across a distance of a hundred feet.
As soon as Zhang Tianliu moved, Yan Tianchu’s posture changed.
Zhang Tianliu’s sword-wielding hand, which he had seen in advance, had just moved again. Yuan Tianchu’s sword moves changed again, from stabbing to slashing, and a sweeping stance. The moment he took out the stance, with the slight change of Zhang Tianliu’s posture, Yuan Tiansu His arm shook, and the sword hilt suddenly jumped and he held it with his backhand…
After the two people underwent seventeen changes in one second, the two swords finally collided together, one attack and one defense. Zhang Tianliu’s final posture was to hold the sword horizontally in front of him, resisting the attack of Yan Tianchu. !
“嘡!”
The sound of the swords clashing when the two swords collided shook the entire audience. Children with low cultivation levels such as Zhaoyi and Yingbao were shocked to have their eardrums bleed, and they immediately covered their ears and screamed in pain.
After Zhang Tianliu, the heavy stone bricks of the arena were instantly filled with cracks, and then the raging sword wind swept up into the sky. Even the rocks below were ripped away layer by layer, and countless gravel rained down.
This is the first time since the competition that the arena has been destroyed!
Although there have been stronger battles before, most of them were fighting techniques. The stone bricks in the arena are blessed with formations and can absorb the monks’ true energy. Therefore, the impact of fighting techniques on the arena is not great, but this kind of purely physical The sword wind erupted, ignoring the magic circle and directly destroying the arena itself.
The power of a sword is so terrifying.
Unexpectedly, Wuli Sanren resisted! Although his hands turned black and purple in order to resist this sword, it was already very strong. You must know that he was only at the fourth level of Xiaojing!
“No!” Suddenly someone discovered that the black and purple color on Zhang Tianliu’s arm did not look like he was injured by a shock, but was caused by some kind of physical refining technique!
At this moment, the swords of Zhang Tianliu and Yuan Tianchu collided again. Although the force was much smaller this time, the destructive power of the sword wind was not weakened at all, and another cloud of flying sand and rocks exploded within the radius of Zhang Tianliu.
“嘡嘡嘡嘡嘡嘡…”
Before anyone could marvel at the destructiveness of the sword wind, the swords of both sides began to violently collide at super high speed!
“So fast!”
“Too fast! How could it be so fast?”
“Forget it about Yan Tianchu, what’s going on with the Scattered in the Mist? Not only is he fast, he hasn’t moved a step so far!”
“It’s not that it didn’t move, it was so fast that it didn’t look like it was moving!”
Yuan Tianchu has disappeared in the eyes of many people. Only Zhang Tianliu stands firm and motionless amidst countless swords and swords. The sound of his swords is compared to the prelude of the song of the Emperor’s Burial Jiang, the kind of million-person crowd. The fighting scene became more intense.
“It’s terrible, the whole arena will be destroyed!”
“I really admire his hair. In this state, he can dodge countless sword moves flexibly and freely, and it seems to be able to remind Wuli Sanren of the offensive situation behind him!”
“I really admire the seniors who can observe such subtle changes. I feel so uncomfortable!”
Those with low cultivation level did not dare to look, not only to listen, but also to hold their breath and concentrate to resist the dual attacks of sword sound and spirit.
Although Yan Tianchu’s sword has no real essence attached to it, its sword power can destroy people’s minds and drive them crazy. They want to draw their swords and fight him in a **** battle.
Suddenly, Mr. Anlu, a rugged man from Zhaoshuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com, suddenly opened his eyes. At the same time, Zhang Tianliu’s figure moved, and all the swords, lights, swords and shadows around him suddenly focused in front of him, and the afterimage of Yu Tianchu was also faintly visible. He swung his sword very quickly in front of him.
However, no matter how fast he was, Zhang Tianliu could resolve them one by one. In the high-speed confrontation, Zhang Tianliu’s sword shook slightly when he swung his sword. Among the countless pebbles splashed, two tiny pebbles flew right in front of the Can Feng Sword. The ridge of the sword struck Sun Tianchu’s eyes.
Although Yan Tianchu reacted, he could only use his sword to hit one piece. When another piece was about to hit his eyes, it was blocked by his closed eyelids. At this moment, Zhang Tianliu’s sword seemed to come out of his chest. The cannonballs made a roar, and the Canfeng Sword ejected like a spin. When it touched the blade blocked by Yan Tianchu, large sparks began to fly, and Yan Tianchu only felt the sword in his hand being blocked. Under the continuous beating of Zhang Tianliu’s rotating sword blade, numbness spread from his palm to his arm in an instant!
Yuan Tianchu’s lazy eyes suddenly sparkled with light, and at the same time, a fierce fighting spirit burst out. Facing Zhang Tianliu’s life-threatening sword, although his arms were numb and unable to resist, he dragged his arms with his body and shouldered a blow. Shaking, his numb arm and the sword in his hand turned into a whip and whipped Zhang Tianliu hard, trying to cut him in half in a way that would hurt both sides!
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