Chapter 484

"That's Tianlong pill. It's only a matter of time to get Tianlong pill, that is, to enter the realm of creation."

"It's not that simple. Most of the disciples are still at the level of innate martial arts. There is a realm of heavenly martial arts between them. I don't know when to wait."

……

After a short discussion, everyone's excitement calmed down.

After all, although this pill is precious, its practical value is not high.

The most useful thing for them is to enter the top ten this time. If you enter the top ten, you can enter the heaven.

There are many treasures in the heaven. As long as the opportunity is good enough, you will get nothing worse than Tianlong pill.

Although Chen Shaofeng is interested in Tianlong pill, he is more interested in Tianyu.

This time, his goal is to enter the top ten. He is not interested in whether he can get the first. In other words, he is tantamount to exposing too much strength. His cards are not for these false names, but for life.

Next is the drawing of lots.

After everyone drew lots, the steward of canglei sect signed them one by one, and then painted the number on the big stone tablet on the left of the martial arts field with Zhenli.

Chen Shaofeng's No. 2 fight is Yang Yu, a disciple of No. 1 Lingjian palace.

Shao Rong No. 3 vs. Cang Lei Zong and Zhang Qin No. 4.

Shi Tianqing 5 vs. yingyuemen Huamei 6.

……

Shi Tianqing smiled and said, "little wind, I didn't expect you to be the first game. It's interesting now."

Chen Shaofeng nodded and then staged a martial arts show.

"In the first game, Yang Yu, the first level disciple of Lingjian Gong Diwu, fought against Chen Shaofeng, the third level disciple of Jinlong Xuanwu."

With Cang Lei Zong's announcement with a smile, the bottom suddenly exploded.

Due to the large number of disciples of canglei sect, he was hostile to Jinlong sect and laughed at it one after another.

"Did I hear you right? The third tier disciples of Xuanwu also came to the competition? Is there really no one in jinlongzong?"

"It seems that there is really no one, but jinlongzong."

"Ha ha, I'll be disabled when I'm beaten. I don't know how jinlongzong will stand on the four major gates in the future."

"I don't think Jin longzong will come to the martial arts competition in the future. It's too embarrassing."

……

Feeling the ridicule of the disciples of canglei sect below, Chen Shaofeng walked onto the stage step by step without a trace of expression.

Yangyu of Lingjian palace had been waiting on the challenge arena for a long time. Seeing Chen Shaofeng coming up, he showed a refined smile and arched his hand and said, "Your Excellency has only three layers of congenital Xuanwu. The gap between us is too big. You'd better go straight down. I'm afraid I'll kill you accidentally."

Yangyu finished, and canglei sect disciples below burst into laughter again.

They have long wanted to see canglei Zong's jokes. Now the opportunity comes. They are bound to laugh at it and make Jinlong Zong lose face.

Chen Shaofeng said, "what a big tone. Stop talking nonsense and do it."

Yangyu hurriedly explained, "you don't have to be angry, brother. Just now I was just trying to persuade you. The sword has no eyes."

"Since your excellency insists on a competition, I can only be careful."

Chen Shaofeng thinks this Yangyu is a bit interesting. He has a bookish spirit, which is different from Chen Shaofeng's domineering temperament.

"You just try your best. If you accidentally kill me, you don't have to blame yourself."

With that, Chen Shaofeng ran Zhenli, and his momentum kept rising. He had a momentum of dominating the world.

Yang Yu was startled and was startled by Chen Shaofeng's sudden momentum.

The spirit sword palace cultivates artistic conception itself. Sword meaning is the most sensitive to potential.

The man in front of him clearly had only three levels of cultivation in Xuanwu, but this domineering spirit locked his essence and spirit like a chain.

Yangyu was free and arrogant. At the moment, she was inspired by Chen Shaofeng's strong domineering spirit. The refined temperament on the body disappeared and became extremely sharp in the twinkling of an eye.

As sharp as a sword. At the moment, he is a sword.

The change of Yangyu naturally fell into Chen Shaofeng's eyes and looked up to Yangyu.

He is a genius in the spirit sword palace if he can cultivate his sword mind so sharp and sharp.

Just now, Chen Shaofeng just condensed Zhenyuan. His hegemonic spirit is the temperament of long-term cultivation of Huangji hegemonic formula. He did not use hegemonic will.

He didn't have an intersection with the spirit sword palace. At the moment, he was attracted by the sword intention of Yangyu, which made him more interested in understanding the mystery of the martial arts of the spirit sword palace.

"Jiyang sword!"

Yang Yu's sword was shrouded in a fire red sword spirit and stabbed at Chen Shaofeng with the momentum of breaking everything.

This sword is not simple. It is a top-grade ground level weapon.

Chen Shaofeng clenched his fist and immediately formed flame energy on it.

ChiYan fist!

The energy formed by ChiYan fist collided with the fire red sword Qi in an instant, burst, and both of them were shocked back.

The flame power of ChiYan fist was shattered by the fire red sword Qi. The remaining sword Qi shot straight at Chen Shaofeng, hit Chen Shaofeng, and then burst.

One round, they were surprised.

Yangyu was surprised that although he didn't use his full strength, this sword was not able to resist by a martial artist with three layers of congenital Xuanwu.

The other party not only resisted, but also ate the sword Qi.

Although the sword Qi is consumed by ChiYan fist, it is not something that the flesh can compete with.

The man on the other side not only resisted, but his body was not damaged at all. Such a body is comparable to a monster.

Yangyu naturally understood that ordinary martial artists could not have such a body. They either had a body protector or a martial artist.

Chen Shaofeng obviously belongs to the latter.

He immediately understood why Chen Shaofeng was able to participate in the competition, because all the martial artists who cultivate the flesh body are strong enough to fight beyond the level.

At the moment, Yangyu understood how stupid he was before and looked down on Chen Shaofeng. Thinking of this, he began to take it seriously.

Chen Shaofeng was shocked that his ChiYan fist was torn by Yangyu's red sword Qi.

Not only tore, the other party's sword Qi also hit himself.

You know, although Chen Shaofeng has only three levels of cultivation of congenital Xuanwu, his strength is comparable to that of congenital Diwu.

The other party has only one layer of innate martial arts, but can tear the ChiYan fist.

This is not because of the strength, but the characteristics of the other party's martial arts Jiyang sword.

"If you can take my Jiyang sword, you are qualified to let me do my best. Be careful."

As soon as the voice fell, Yangyu's whole body momentum rose sharply, and suddenly shrouded in the fire red energy. The space around his body became distorted because of his momentum.

Although it is only an illusion, we can also see the strength of the other party.

Chen Shaofeng didn't expect to meet the strong man of Lingjian palace as soon as he came up.

Although his strength is not as good as Cheng Yuanming, it is not much worse.

At this time, Yangyu suddenly shot again.

"Jiyang sword, shaking mountains and rivers!"

Yangyu jumped up with her vitality and fell from the sky in the twinkling of an eye, turning into a red meteor.

The huge momentum made Chen Shaofeng warlike.

He could feel that although the other party was just a hit in the air, the Qi machine around him had been completely locked.