It is obvious that Yao Jinghai has successfully communicated with the stars around him. This is the symbol of Zihuang Beichen Jue's cultivation to the great full circle, and has already taken on the emperor's appearance. In the future, there is no limit to the future. Even if it is to create a royal dynasty, it is easy!
After the ceremony, Yao Jinghai stood on the challenge arena with a carefree look. Today's competition, for him, there is no pressure.
He has dug out the empty spring, it seems that there is no need to take Chu Chen seriously as an opponent. Most people think that he does not need to make any preparation for the small things that can be shot to death with one slap.
But Yao Jinghai is ready to kill Chu Chen.
Yao Jinghai stands here, but Chu Chen still doesn't show up. This scene makes people stunned for a moment. Many people want to see how much chance Chu Chen, who has recently become famous, can win against Shang Yao Jinghai, and whether he can create a miracle. As a result, after waiting for two sticks of incense, no one has been seen.
"What's the matter? Where is Chu Chen? "
The athletic elder frowned, drank lightly, but could not hear the answer. All of a sudden, all the disciples watching from the stage were in an uproar!
"What about the little medicine saint? Why is it that the fight time has begun and no one has been seen? "
"I'm afraid I'm scared and run away without fighting! It's also true that he's only in the realm of Lingshui wuchongtian. How can he compete with elder martial brother Yao of Xuquan realm? It's no doubt that he's looking for death! "
"Oh, look at that boy, but he has some bearing. I didn't expect that he was such a seedless soft egg, and he was afraid to fight and run away before fighting!"
"It's also a wise choice. At this point, no miracle can happen. Instead, he can save his life without fighting."
After a while, the disciples watching from the stage began to talk. The result came out, though unexpected, but also in reason. After all, after seeing Yao Jinghai's demeanor, no one thought Chu Chen would have any chance of winning.
The athletic elder frowned deeply. He was about to speak. Suddenly, a childish voice came, which made his figure shake and his pupil contracted slightly.
"Ha ha, I'm sorry, I accidentally overslept, which made you wait for a long time. It's really a shame."
Staring at Yao Jinghai, I don't know when there is a more person, a calm young man, not Chu Chen or who?
In the place where people did not pay attention to, under the challenge arena, some people who had made friends with Chu Chen, such as Tong Meng, Qingyue, and Chixia, suddenly and subconsciously clenched their hands.
"How did he get up there? I wipe it. I don't see it! "
Chu Chen, who suddenly appeared like a ghost, startled all the people watching the battle. Suddenly, a disciple was surprised and exclaimed.
"I didn't see it. What's going on? Did he hide it in advance
"Hide a fart! That's because he is too fast. With my eyesight, I can only see a faint gray shadow darting to the challenge arena. His speed is terrible. It seems that this mysterious little medicine saint should not be underestimated... "
A disciple of the inner door who was highly cultivated sighed and narrowed his eyes. He looked at him as if he had seen Chu Chen for the first time.
Yao Jinghai's face showed a rare dignified color.
Lion Fight rabbit, also want to go all out!
Lingshui wuchong should be vulnerable to a blow, but at least Chu Chen must become a dead man, he will be at ease.
"Now that you're up, you can start."
The athletic elder nodded and his figure was vertical. Then he returned to the throne in the void, turned and sat down.
"Well, you didn't run away without fighting."
Yao Jinghai looks at Chu Chen coldly. Only by killing the young man in front of him can he have a real future in Biquan Xianzong. This young man has become his biggest obstacle from the waste of that year.
"This war, from the very beginning, I was not ready to escape. It has been three years, and it is also the time for us to settle the general ledger." Chu Chen said calmly, without any fear in his eyes.
Yao Jinghai's eyes narrowed slightly. He practiced the purple emperor's star rhyme. The aura of emperor raised by him had a certain ability to suppress any enemy. When they faced themselves, they were three points weaker than before.
Like facing a noble emperor, it is a kind of instinctive awe for the emperor.
However, his imperial spirit broke out and swept the whole arena like a storm. However, the youth in the center of the storm stood still, as if he could not feel the flow of air.
Although no one believes that Chu Chen can compete with Yao Jinghai, his calm at this time makes everyone admire and regret.
Yao Jinghai suddenly flashed between his fingers, and two long blue swords were taken out. He raised one of them slightly and waved his hand. The sword turned into a green light and deeply stabbed the nearby land.
"Here is your sword of life. We have a bet. If you win this competition, your sword of destiny will be returned to you, and even mine will be given to you! If you lose... " Speaking of this, Yao Jinghai suddenly stopped."It's elder martial brother. You should seriously consider it. If you lose, what should you do?"
Chu Chen's tit for tat, let all people take a breath of cool air, a spirit water five heavy, even dare to challenge the virtual spring state.
If the power of zongmen's sword is not great, but if you bet on it, it represents the pride and glory of those who bet on life and martial arts.
Chu Chen stood quietly in his place, but Yao Jinghai's eyes flashed a ray of light. With a flick of his finger, a purple light soared into the sky, circling and flying, as if he had his own life and fell into Yao Jinghai's palm.
"The name of the sword is Zihuang Longyin. It was cast by Amethyst in the bitter and cold area of the north. It is a magic sword handed down by my family. It is a spirit weapon, but it was damaged in the war. Now I have refined it again, but I have recovered some of its original sharpness. Today, I will take your life with this sword, which is not a disgrace to your name as a little medicine saint. "
Yao Jinghai smiles and flicks his finger on the purple sword. He rushes up into the sky with a clear dragon chant. However, he sees the purple sword light shaking slightly. It seems that there is a noble dragon lurking in the shadow of the sword, which is dazzling.
"Spirit level sword!"
When the purple sword Qi soared to the sky, under the challenge arena, the disciples who watched the battle immediately became boiling. For most people, the weapon of spirit level only exists in the legend. It is a weapon that only the leaders and vice leaders of each sect can possess!
Even in some small sects, even the leader of a sect does not necessarily possess such a weapon. This Yao Jinghai is really shocking.
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