now.

The Lord of Zhitian Courtyard and others looked heavy, and at this moment, only Lin Daosan and Li Zhiwei were left. If the two of them had such a life accident again, the Ten Thousand Spirit Heavenly Palace would be embarrassed.

There is a saying that the more you are afraid of, what will happen. This sentence fully interprets the mood of the Lord Zhitian Academy at this moment.

Rumble!

On the third arena, Lin Daosan also fought with a man in black robe. A nine-color divine light illuminated the world. A tragic sound came from Lin Daosan's mouth, and a mouthful of blood was gushed out of his mouth. He was also bombarded out of the ring and fainted.

Also at the next moment, the man who defeated Lin Daosan also lifted his black robe and a handsome and elegant man appeared. His face seemed to be extremely delicate, as if any woman would be fascinated by his face when she saw this person.

"Ji Changliu, Ji Changliu, has seen all the fellow disciples of the Jiqingtian Palace." Ji Changliu clasped his fists to the spiritual sons of each sect, and the smile on his face was not diminished, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

"Okay, okay!"

The main temple of Zhitianyuan was not deep, and he said three good words in his mouth. At this moment, the two spiritual sons were defeated one after another in the hands of the man and a woman in the Jiqingtian Palace, which made him feel angry.

now.

Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, looking at the man and woman from a distance, with a strange smile on his lips.

"It's getting more and more interesting. Even the people from the Jiqingtian Palace are coming. I wonder if there are still people in other powerful Taoist sects?" Ye Xuan whispered.

"I heard that the son of the white-clothed God has the most powerful seed. In the past, I defeated the three spiritual sons of my palace alone. Today, my brother and sister are determined to ask for advice from the son of the white-clothed God." Ji Biyao was smiling charmingly at Liu Baiyi.

Unfortunately, Liu Baiyi sat cross-legged and closed her eyes without saying anything, and did not answer Ji Biyao's question at all, as if she did not take the brother and sister seriously at all.

"The Son of the White Clothes is indeed proud. I hope you and I can compete with each other in the next battle." Ji Changliu smiled faintly, walked down the ring without saying much.

When this kind of emergencies occurred, the subsequent battles of others could no longer attract everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were focused on these powerful Taoist priests.

Li Zhiwei, the Palace of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Ji Biyao, brothers and sisters in the Jiqing Tian Palace.

Dimoro in the Demon Swallowing Heavenly Demon Palace.

There is also the son of the Heavenly God, Liu Baiyi.

Obviously, whoever can get the title of the number one genius will be produced among these five people, and the others are just foils.

"Zhiwei, now all my face in the Wanling Heaven Palace is on your body."

When Li Zhiwei was about to come to a battle, the Lord of the Heavenly Court made a solemn statement.

"Don't worry, unless some of them have the Yinji realm cultivation level, they will definitely be my defeated generals." Li Zhiwei said coldly and strode onto the arena.

Fortunately, no more unexpected events happened this time. Li Zhiwei's opponent was only in the first realm of creation. He was seriously injured and died by Li Zhiwei with just one blow. He successfully won this victory, which also made the Lord of the Zhitian Academy breathe a sigh of relief.

The Lord of the Zhitian Courtyard is really afraid of another accident. If even Li Zhiwei is defeated, then how could he have the face to return to the Wanling Heaven Palace to report?

Fights continued, but they could no longer attract the attention of everyone on all sides, because everyone focused their attention on these five people, and the battles of others were boring.

"Brother, you must be careful. If you lose, hurry up and admit defeat, don't show off."

Finally, it was Ye Xuan's turn to play in the last game of the second round, and his opponent was a spiritual son from the Butian Sect in the Creation Realm, which also made Zi Ling sincerely remind Ye Xuan.

"It's okay."

Ye Xuan said lightly, and took a step forward and appeared on the ring, because this was the last battle in the second round, which also attracted some people to look at Ye Xuan.

At the same time, a light of inspiration passed through the sky. A blond young man appeared in front of Ye Xuan, scrutinizing Ye Xuan with a cold look. A cold murderous intent passed by his eyes.

"The Nine Heavens Holy King fights against the Creation Realm, and the ninth spiritual son of the Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Palace will undoubtedly be defeated."

"I really didn't expect that the Ten Thousand Spirits Heavenly Palace will be in charge of the Tenth Yuan Association, and all the two spiritual sons will be defeated. At this moment, the ninth spiritual son will be defeated again, but only Li Zhiwei will be left."

"But I heard that the ninth spiritual son killed a spiritual son of the Butian Sect before. I am afraid that the Butian Sect will definitely not let him go in this battle. It is probably difficult for him to walk out of the arena alive."

All kinds of noisy and controversial voices were heard constantly, and they also came into Ye Xuan's ears very well. However, Ye Xuan's expression remained unchanged, but he just stood on the ring lightly.

At this moment, the blonde young man stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Ye Xuan lightly and said, "My name is Jin Zhan, remember my name, because you will die in my hands today."

Looking at the proud posture of the blonde young man, Ye Xuan's expression did not change at all. He just nodded lightly and did not respond to this person at all.

"I'm still pretending to die when I die. Today I'll be scattered and die."

Rumble!

The spiritual light soared into the sky, exploded into the sky, and the golden young man sublimated. The vast divine light of creation was shaking all directions. The cultivation level of the Creation Realm was undoubtedly revealed, and he rushed towards Ye Xuan.

"Shaking the Sky Art!"

The blonde young man took action as a great technique to shake the sky. This Heaven-Shaking Decision is even more of the magic technique of the Bu Tian Sect, which has incredible power. When he casts this technique, he wants Ye Xuan's life.

"Brother, retreat quickly!"

Such a scene immediately made Zi Ling, who had been paying attention to this battle, anxiously reminded that in the face of a battle body in the realm of creation, Ye Xuan was only in the cultivation level of the Nine Heavens Saint King, how could he be an opponent?

"Kill him." Several elders of the Butian Sect shouted in hatred.

"Xiao Jiu is dead." Li Zhiwei sneered and said.

"How can you die in his hands? I am the only one who can kill you!" Liu Baiyi suddenly stood up, ready to break the rules of the arena to block the attack for Ye Xuan.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, the ninth spiritual son of the Wanling Heaven Palace is really ignorant. He actually fought against the Creation Realm with the Holy Realm. He is seeking death." Ji Biyao shook his head speechlessly.

"Another an ant who doesn't know the height of the sky." Dimoro stood alone and hugged his arms, a look of contempt passed through his eyes.

On the ring.

"Go to die."

The void collapsed, and the spiritual light shook the sky. This great technique of shaking the sky was too terrible. The blonde young man laughed wildly, as if he had seen Ye Xuan die tragically in his hands.

"You are such an ignorant waste!"

Ye Xuan was still in motion, his brows frowned slightly, and a ruthless sound came from his mouth. He also raised his five fingers into a fist at this moment, and then punched the blonde young man with one punch.

Something terrible happened!

Rumble!

Like the Chaos Divine Sea, as if the thunder in the sky and the thunder in the sky and the earth were shattering, this punch illuminated the entire world, and this punch broke the barrier of space. The dazzling fist light made people unable to open their eyes.

Bang!

The world is destroyed, and everything is shattered. When the light of the fist that pierces the sky and the universe gradually disappears, the so-called great technique of shaking the sky turns into ashes. The blonde young man standing in the air seems to be fixed in the air, and the scene is extremely strange.

Step-step-step-step!

Ye Xuan turned around and walked down the ring. A strong wind blew in the sky and earth, causing his hair to ripple in the wind until he disappeared on the ring, which did not make people come to their senses.

But the next moment, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

Bang!

The blonde young man who was fixed in the air was broken like porcelain, and cracks appeared all over him. With a roar and explosion coming, the spirit of the Butian Sect turned into blood mist all over the sky and scattered in the sky.

Quiet! Silence, dead silence!

When this terrible scene appeared in everyone's eyes, the world became silent.

Wow!

After more than ten breaths, there was a sound of shock and uproar from the mouths. This seemed to be contagious as if it had a chain effect, and it immediately made the world extremely noisy.

"How is that possible?"

"Dead?"

"How did he die?"

"One punch, just one punch?"
Chapter completed!