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Chapter 452 This Xuanji throne Cangming bow, who else is she?

Chu Yue carried a battle axe on her shoulders, lazy and indifferent, looking down at Qin Qianqian who was sitting on the ground with a contempt that could not be curbed.

Under the pressure of the extreme strong man, Qin Qianqian's legs trembled wildly.

The disciples around him made ridiculous voices.

Chu Yue sneered lightly.

Then, he raised his slender leg, stepped on Qin Qianqian's shoulder, leaned forward, approached Qin Qianqian a little, and said coldly, "Miss Qin should not be embarrassed when she is outside. His words and deeds represent Shenwu. You have some embarrassing things. As the Beihou of Chang'an New Town, I don't mind cleaning the portal outside!"

Qin Qianqian's eyes widened in horror.

Chu Yue withdrew her legs, returned to her original place, leaning lazily on the back of the black golden Qilin, closing her eyes for a nap.

Ling Wanling's beautiful eyes swept away Qin Qianqian, looked at her disdain, quietly opened the distance and went to the side.

When looking at Chu Yue again, Ling Wanling's heart was full of vigilance.

She had already discovered that after what had just happened, some of her disciples seemed to have changed their minds about Ye Chuyue.

This is not a good thing.

Ling Wanling half-squinted her clear eyes.

Mr. Duan and other assessment officials were also observing the movements here, all with a serious look on their faces.

"The mysterious power transformation can only be achieved by cultivators in the warrior realm. As far as I know, Chu Yue only broke through the warrior realm not long ago, right?"

The young man wearing a python robe showed surprise, "I'm afraid that even those who are famous on the Shen Xuan Xuan Ji Record List cannot do this."

The mysterious power transforms into power, as the name suggests, after the body absorbs and swallows the mysterious power of martial arts, it uses the dantian and martial roots to store and refine.

After practicing to the warrior realm, warriors with more wisdom can use their own tendons and veins and the mysterious power stored in their muscles to emit from their bodies, turning into a terrifying aura full of wind!

The power of transforming power cannot be underestimated. If a strong man with superb strength can kill people and slaughter the city, collapse mountains and seas!

However, according to the history of martial arts, almost no practitioner has ever understood it in the martial arts realm.

Cross-border understanding is difficult to ascend to heaven.

"How did she do it?"

The young assessment officer looked at the lazy and tired girl and was filled with shock.

Mr. Duan's turbid eyes narrowed, reflecting Chu Yue's figure.

The old man pondered for a long time, then said in a heavy tone: "It seems that we are going to witness the rise of an eternal genius."

"It's just a lucky chance, it's not the mysterious power."

Deacon Huang from Ziyang Academy snorted lightly and said sarcastically: "A mere low-grade warrior realm, I also want to practice mysteries and powers? Isn't it a fool's dream, a fantasy?"

Mr. Duan sneered.

"Can you be lucky enough to come out when Deacon Huang is in the realm of warrior?"

Duan Laoqiu glanced at Deacon Huang and sneered: "So, that girl was lucky to carry a hundred blood thunders? She took down the twelve cities of Dongyang and won the top of the Chaoyan army. She was lucky to be lucky to take over the twelve cities of Dongyang and train the military to win the top of the list?"

Mr. Duan's aggressive words made Deacon Huang speechless.

"Mr. Duan, don't forget that she has no martial roots. The necessary condition for the disciples in this college's assessment is martial roots."

Deacon Huang was not willing to be outdone: "Is it a genius or a waste? During the assessment, the true form will naturally be revealed."

"The time is here, let's prepare for the assessment."

Deacon Deng Yun of Shenxuan issued an order.

Mr. Duan and Deacon Huang finally calmed down.

Suddenly—

A sound of gods and Buddhas sounded along with the sound of bells and drums, and the Futu Mountain was shrouded in the flying dragons and phoenixes.

Deng Yun's voice resounded throughout the world: "Everyone, I am the Shenxuan Assessment Officer, Deacon Deng Yun. For thousands of years, Futu Mountain has witnessed the rise of countless heroes and geniuses. The journey of the strong has begun at this moment. The world of martial arts is colorful. As long as you step out of the Futu Sect and overtake the sky, you can become a king!"

"On behalf of the top ten academies, I welcome you to open the peak of martial arts and the era of the strong!"

Countless disciples suddenly became excited, and they were eager to try.

The success of the king is defeated by the enemy, and the strong prey on the weak.

The outcome will be known soon.

No one wants to leave Futu Mountain in a mess!

The flying dragon and phoenix flashed with dazzling light, and its huge body rushed straight to the top of the Futu Mountain.

Under the scorching sun and above the mountain, the dragons and golden phoenixes hissed and collided with each other, gathering a bright and dazzling golden light ball.

"This assessment has increased a lot of difficulties compared to the past, but the person at the top of the list is qualified to sit on the Xuanji throne and can also get the Shenxuan sacred treasure, Cangming Bow!"

In one sentence, many disciples were once again excited.

The faces full of vitality show unprecedented ambitions.

Let me ask, in the world, who doesn’t want to climb to the sky and sit on the Xuanji throne?

That is the supreme honor of glorifying the ancestors!

It will be worth your life if you sit for a while.

The disciples who were assessing and testing could not curb their excitement.

"Heavenly, Shen Xuan has spent a lot of money. This Cangming Bow seems to be the holy bow that was once one of the eight disciples of the Wuzu. It has long been extinct. I didn't expect it to appear in Futu Mountain!"

"I look forward to Xuanji throne more than Cangming Bow. You must know that only genius disciples whose names appear in Xuanji Record are qualified to be assigned Xuanji throne!"

"I don't know who will end up with my family. I really hope I am the chosen son!"

Tens of thousands of disciples were excited and excited, and planned to try it out.

The middle-aged man wearing a python robe looked at these disciples and shook his head, "It turns out that he is young and does not know that behind the huge temptation, there are corresponding dangers and difficulties."

"Look at the one in Chang'an."

Old Duan's eyes fell on Chu Yue.

Middle-aged men looked at each other.

Compared to the excitement of others, the girl was as interested as she did not have any ups and downs.

Her expression was calm, her eyes were as bright as the light, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her without being shocked.

He raised his jaw slightly, revealing his slender white neck, and a scarlet lotus imprinted with.

The iron-blooded aura on her body is intertwined with the charm of Feilian, which is a perfect visual feast that makes people unable to see them.

"this……"

The man in the python robe swallowed his saliva, only feeling incredible.

He is very knowledgeable and has seen countless people, but this man is too calm, right?

Mr. Duan stroked his white beard and suddenly felt very happy and smiled happily: "Master Ye San, it's true that he is not a false reputation. It would be great if she could come to Zhufeng Academy..."

The man in the python robe rolled his eyes, came over, and whispered: "Shen Xuan put pressure on the major academies. Whoever takes Ye Chuyue is going to be against Shen Xuan."

"Besides, the master is a famously irritable old man. Are you afraid of being chopped up by Yun Jianzun?"

Old Duan looked disappointed.

at this time.

The disciples who had finished resting rushed into the front of the assessment officer.

Chu Yue yawned, stood up and stretched.

The sun shrouded on her body, shining brightly.

It is like an immortal from the gods, but it has a little more evil and wild edge.

Chu Yue looked up at the golden light ball above the top of the mountain.

The stunning cheeks raised a confident smile, emitting a bitter glory.
Chapter completed!
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