"The Holy War Platform, this is a martial arts figure left by countless geniuses of the Holy Alliance over the past century. Ordinary warriors only need to choose one of them to defeat them and pass the test."

"Yes, choosing an opponent is the jihad monument outside the jihad platform. If you don't choose an opponent and step into the jihad platform directly, you will be the one who will challenge you from the strongest person by default."

"Is this sword Fengyun going to break the record of the Holy Alliance over the endless years?"

Everyone was talking, watching Jian Fengyun step onto the holy war platform, his face still not changing.

At this moment, a phantom dressed in the Holy Alliance robe suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

"The shadow of the Holy Alliance, this battle platform is really a bit strange?" Jian Fengyun was a little surprised.

"Young Master, please do it."

The phantom of the Holy Alliance was a figure of a woman, with her steamed buns and blue hair, and her aura seemed to have reached the Nine Star Divine Yuan Realm.

The rule on this holy war platform is that all martial arts figures will not be higher than themselves.

After the woman's words fell, she stepped into the air and rushed towards Jian Fengyun.

"I want to see how strong the phantom left on this battle platform of the Holy Academy is." Jian Fengyun sneered.

"Please!" The female disciple of the Holy Alliance said coldly. Although she was just a phantom, she looked quite realistic, with a beautiful face.

"Okay, then prepare to take the call." Jian Fengyun stared at the sight of the eyes, without fear, and strode forward, saying, "It's useless to say anything else. Since you are here, I don't mind. Just leave you all."

This phantom obviously emerged because of him, and he had nothing to mercy at all.

"Young Master, don't take it lightly?" The phantom of the female disciple of the Holy Alliance was like a real person. She smiled softly. She glanced at Jian Fengyun's eyes in front of her, and then waved her hand to create several phantoms of the law.

On the battlefield, four powerful puppets appeared.

It is not so much a puppet, but rather a wooden man, because although these four wooden man painted facials, the joints made of wood are looming.

"snort!"

Jian Fengyun snorted coldly, and took action like lightning, killing the four wooden puppets ahead.

Although these four wooden puppets do not seem to have a martial arts realm, if you feel it carefully, you can find that they contain a very amazing combat power and a stunning aura that is far beyond ordinary Nine-Star Divine Realm.

Jian Fengyun thought to himself, and he was very calm about these four strange wooden men and the extremely dangerous female phantom.

Although he had already felt the dangerous aura spread around the battlefield, he was not panicked and did not escape. Instead, he condensed a sword energy, which was dazzling, locked in the figure of the woman in the center and launched an attack.

The power of this sword energy is not divine power or law power, but soul power.

The dazzling soul-powered sword energy flashed away. Before the four wooden people around the arena could exert their power, the female disciple hugged her head in pain, lost the ability to fight, and screamed and cut through the sky.

Jian Fengyun used the breeze to eliminate evil spirits, rushed by, his palms were like swords, and with a light sweep, the beautiful head flew out sideways with a "puff".

Blood splashed, the expression on the head was confused, and then the phantom of the blue magic woman disappeared on the battlefield.

The phantom of the blue-haired woman disappeared, but the four wooden men's puppets did not disappear.

In just a moment, four wooden puppets flashed and turned into four human forms exactly the same as the blue-haired woman.

"Oh my God, this sword Fengyun is so fierce that it actually cut Lan You's head."

"The first puppet master of the Holy Alliance is proficient in array techniques, illusion techniques, puppet techniques, the most mysterious strong man of the younger generation, and the first record holder on the holy war stage in the past century."

"Jian Fengyun didn't seem to have cut off her head. Look, it's just a phantom. It's rumored that she is proficient in illusionism and is indeed well-known."

Under the sacred war scene, many disciples onlookers were talking.

Jian Fengyun also frowned. He clearly realized that the blue-haired woman had just killed the true body, but four blue-haired women suddenly appeared in front of him, just like the aura of the blue-haired woman he had killed before.

He knew that these four blue-haired women were mostly transformed by wooden puppets, but he found it difficult to detect the true body of the blue-haired woman.

The only way to destroy these four puppets first and then look at the blue-haired woman's next move.

Thinking about this.

"Chew!"

Jian Fengyun's body was clear and shaved, and he walked through the air. He suddenly appeared in front of a blue-haired woman. The powerful soul power transformed into sword energy again and slashed out with one sword.

"puff!"

This time, the silver-white sword about an inch long suddenly pierced through the blue-haired woman's forehead bone, and the dead body shattered on the spot, turning into a piece of wood.

"I have some skills, but it's not easy for the young master to defeat me."

At this moment, a sound of alternating reality and reality sounded from all around, making people unable to capture the trace.

In a trance, the broken wooden slags suddenly reorganized and turned into a wooden puppet. The puppets moved their steps on the battle platform, and after three breaths, they turned into the blue-haired woman again.

The four blue-haired women had the same aura, which was difficult to tell the truth and falsehood. There was a hidden murderous intent in the void, which made Jian Fengyun feel a slight chill.

He couldn't tell whether the figures of these four blue-haired women were true or false, so he rashly stepped forward to attack. If there was one containing murderous intent, he would be very likely to be injured, but if he didn't attack, it would be difficult to break the formation.

"Young Master, don't you dare to do it?"

At this moment, the illusory and ethereal voice of the blue-haired woman rang out again.

There was a strange rhythm in the sound, which came into Jian Fengyun's ears and made him feel shocked and almost stepped into the four puppets.

"What a terrible soul power, even my bronze-level top-grade soul realm can hardly resist it."

After a while, Jian Fengyun came to his senses and looked at the four blue-haired puppets that were about to surround him, and couldn't help but sweat.

"Donghuang Palm!"

Jian Fengyun thought and condensed four black handprints to slapped at the four blue-haired women around him.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The four blue-haired puppets were like mud, and they instantly shattered and turned into wood dust all over the sky.

Jian Fengyun flashed and retreated suddenly, leaving the area covered by Mu Chen.

Boom!

Almost the moment Jian Fengyun's figure dodged and disappeared, the space enveloped by wood dust directly shattered, and a stream of soul-stirring galaxy space turbulence was pouring out, which was very terrifying.

The seemingly powerful puppet is not strong, while the seemingly harmless Mu Chen is very deadly.

Invisible and fatal.

Jian Fengyun seemed to have captured the blue-haired woman's attack method.
Chapter completed!