"I'll compete with you." The disciple of jianxianzong said.
"Good." Yan Wushuang nodded.
Yan chengshuang saw that there was already a competition, so he went to the seat and sat down to watch.
Yan Wushuang looks at the disciple of jianxianzong opposite him with a light blue light.
Yan Wushuang drinks softly and rushes to the disciple of jianxianzong. The disciple of jianxianzong looks at Yan Wushuang. He stretches his right hand behind him, pulls out the long sword behind him, holds the sword in both hands, and cuts Yan Wushuang with a dazzling white sword light.
"The stars change." Yan Wushuang looked at the dazzling white sword light and gave a soft drink. Then his body disappeared in the same place. When he appeared again, he had come to the back of the disciple jianxianzong and hit him with a fist.
A blue fist seal went to the back of jianxianzong. The shadow of the fist was very fast. The disciples of jianxianzong were blown away before they turned around.
"Good." There was a big round of applause.
Although Yan Wushuang can fight at a higher level, no one thought that he would simply blow away the disciples of King Wu Xiaocheng of jianxianzong.
You know, the disciple of jianxianzong just now ranked fifth in jianxianzong.
Not surprisingly, this disciple is enough to enter the top 50 of Kyushu Tianjiao list. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by Yan Wushuang in such a simple way.
That is to say, Yan's unparalleled strength can enter the top 50 of Kyushu Tianjiao list.
Just now those who want to compete with Yan Wushuang, after seeing Yan Wushuang's strength, all put down this idea.
The top five are here. They compete with Yan Wushuang at a higher level than Yan Wushuang. If they lose easily in their hands, won't they lose to grandma's house?
Yan Wushuang stood in the middle of the meeting, looked around and found that no one came up.
"It's boring." Yan Wushuang shook his head and went to his seat just now.
After Yan Wushuang came down, no one went up again for a while.
It made the atmosphere a little awkward again.
At this time, in the direction of the Zhenwu hall, Dillo, a burly, rough looking man, looked at the sky of Chu.
Chutian finds that someone is staring at him. He turns around and finds dilo.
"Lin Nan, do you have the courage to compete with me?" Said Dillo directly.
Chu Tian got the essence and blood of the monster from Fang's ancestors. Dilo knew it. It can be said that Chu Tian cut off his way to improve his strength, so he naturally had a grudge against Chu Tian.
In Diluo's heart, Truman is very strong, but he is still a little worse than him, so Diluo wants to take advantage of the opportunity to learn from Truman.
Even if you can't kill Chutian, you have to let him suffer a heavy blow. Before the battle of Kyushu Tianjiao, you can't make any progress.
"Yes Chutian said indifferently, and then he stood up from his seat and walked to the middle of the meeting.
The whole hall is very broad, and the area in the middle of the venue is very large, with thousands of square meters.
It's enough for two fighters to fight in the middle, and they will not affect other fighters.
Many Tianjiao in the meeting hall, when they saw that Chutian wanted to compete with dilo, they all came to the spirit.
In the past, people like them were the last to compete with each other. Even people like them would not compete at all. After all, these people are all the top ten strong candidates and will not easily show their strength here.