"Cang——"

With a bang, white air waves flowed around the fairy bone sword, bursting out like silk threads, which showed how powerful this attack was. Ning Daofeng was shocked to retreat for the first time under this force, and a wisp of blood flowed down from the hilt of the sword. The sword actually caused his tiger's mouth to bleed.

Sure enough, transforming scales is already considered an excellent method of True Dragon Art, and its power is definitely not comparable to the initial methods such as True Dragon Fist Seal.

Waving the Immortal Bone Sword, attacking dozens of swords in a row, instantly turning the defense into an attack!

Although Ning Daofeng's sword wind was cold, he no longer had the power to fight back. He would lose his life after a long period of time. With a "puff", a blood mark was slashed on his right shoulder. Just a wisp of sword energy stirred by the Immortal Bone Sword was enough to traumatize him.

Obviously, Ning Daofeng didn't expect me to be so strong, nor did he expect the Immortal Bone Sword to be so sharp. In front of important figures of the major clans, he was actually injured by an early stage of a human king realm from the lower realm. He was angry for a moment and shouted: "This is what you asked for!"

He suddenly raised his hand and patted the sword box behind him, and the rays of light suddenly rose.

"Click clang clang clang~~~~"

A series of white sword energy burst out from the sword box and turned into a tangible sword intent wrapped in rolling thunder. It was a sword artifact with a terrifying aura and was about to use the trump card!

The Zhongzhou Competition does not prohibit the use of magic weapons. After all, magic weapons are part of their own strength and foundation. Ning Daofeng seems to be fighting with me.

Under the platform, Zhao Yin narrowed his eyes and sneered: "What a Zetianyuan, he actually handed over the Ziyun Sword Box to Ning Daofeng. Could it be that he hoped that this person would win the first place in the Zhongzhou Competition?"

Mu Yinfeng smiled faintly: "As soon as the Ziyun Sword Box comes out, Baishou is in danger."

...

"Chi Chi Chi Chi--"

Widths of fast light came from behind, and when the sword eye looked at it, I felt a stinging pain in my eyes. This kind of sword intent was at least refined by a master of the Yuanling Realm. It cannot be confronted head-on, otherwise it may lose a life!

Zhuque's body abilities were activated, and the human king skill exploded once every six seconds, and he kept changing positions in the air of the battle platform. He became extremely embarrassed for a moment. There were more than ten flowing sword intents in the Ziyun Sword Box, just like a swordsman who was controlling it. He attacked quickly from different angles. If he hadn't had the human king skill, I would have been killed long ago.

"puff……"

The left arm suddenly hurt and was penetrated by the flowing sword intent, and the blood flowed continuously.

Ning Daofeng roared lowly and activated the Tianfeng Sword Technique to attack, as if he wanted to end the duel as soon as possible. He had become a murderous intention towards me. This person's state of mind was indeed very narrow, and he would fight for it in just a few words.

The human king's power in his body was consumed rapidly, and he was already out of breath in just a few dozen breaths. He could only use half of his strength, but now he is still being chased by a magic weapon like Ziyun Sword Box, which is simply deadly!

If you fight, you will have no chance if you don’t fight!

Suddenly turning around, I shouted, and the power of the human king exploded instantly. The arms hidden under the sleeves were covered with golden dragon scales, completely entering the realm of real dragon craft scale transformation. The Immortal Bone Sword was tightly held with both arms, and the power was activated, stirring the sword intent in the space rules in front of me. It suddenly seemed to stir up a river of autumn water, forming a blazing sword vortex in front of me.

"Sister..."

The Liuguang Sword Intent refined by the Ziyun Sword Box Sacrifice wanted to struggle, but it was just a magic weapon after all. Ning Daofeng obviously had just obtained this treasure and could not exert his true power. For a moment, more than a dozen Liuguang Sword Intents were swept by the vortex to reverse their power and fell into the vortex. At this moment, Ning Daofeng shouted loudly, and the sword light shone out of the vortex, emitting the sword energy evolved from the three Tianfeng Sword Techniques.

"Puff puff puff!"

Three blood scars appeared on my abdomen and legs, and a scorching pain came. Ning Daofeng really wanted to kill me!

The Immortal Bone Sword swept across the board and blasted towards Ning Daofeng with a vortex!

"Get out!"

More than a dozen Liuguang sword intents also blasted out together, directly shattering Ning Daofeng's protective energy, spitting blood and flew out, and the force continued to hit the battlefield barrier, touching the rules, and defeated!

The Liuguang sword swept across the will of the sword and suffered from the consequences. Ning Daofeng's chest was instantly penetrated by several bottomless scars, and blood flowed all over the ground, and he kept screaming.

"White kill, win!"

The warrior guarding the Taiwan shouted in a low voice.

At this time, a Zhuoran figure fell on the observation stage of Tianfeng Academy. The fairy wind Taoist bone was Li Kongbai, the head of Zetian Academy. He raised his hand and pointed a few swords at the air to seal Ning Daofeng's key acupoints. Li Kongbai glanced at me, couldn't help but frowned, shook his head, and then wrapped Ning Daofeng with one hand to heal his wounds.

I sat down on the battle stage with a deep butt, and my injuries were very serious. Ning Daofeng's merciless sword energy was very cruel, which damaged my three meridians. It took a while to heal my wounds to recover. After sitting down for a few breaths, he stood up with the Immortal Bone Sword and walked off the battle stage step by step. Wherever he looked, the two young kings showed respect, while Mu Yinfeng and Zhao Yin still had cold and calm eyes.

Looking up, there was still no one at the center of the Tianfeng Academy observation platform in the distance.

Where have Li Qingyin and Su Yan gone?

After swallowing a pill, sit down and heal the wound. He must heal the injury as quickly as possible, defeat and severely injure Ning Daofeng. I have offended Tianfeng Academy. No one knows how many crises there will be next.

Maybe it's time to find a backer.

...

On the platform, the warrior guarding the platform reached out and flicked his hand. The name on the battle list changed again. He whispered: "One person will be bye in the next round, and the No. 7 fights against Taiwan Bai and kill bye!"

Obviously, he is helping me and giving me enough time to heal, otherwise he will not have any chance of winning even if he advances to the next round.

“No need.”

I looked up at him and said, "I give up the next round of competition and am willing to give up."

His purpose was more admirable, and he nodded and said, "Okay, know how to advance and retreat, and understand the truth of the world!"

I smiled bitterly in my heart. So what if I enter the next round? With the cultivation of half of the human king's power now, unless I no longer hide my strength in the next round, and release all the trump cards such as Zhenhai, Longyu, Kaitian, etc., so that I can compete with Mu Yinfeng and Zhao Yin, a strong man of this level, but obviously I can't.

On the viewing platform, a group of Immortal Pavilion warriors surrounded one person. From their chat, they could tell that this person's identity was transcendent. His surname was Luo, and he might have something to do with Luo Fan. If I show my true strength, I will be clear in the sword heart, the True Dragon Technique, and the First-class Sword Heart of All Things. These signs are too easy to guess who I am.

Luo Fan went to the lower realm and never returned. The Immortal Pavilion in the upper realm would definitely think of what happened. Once his identity was revealed, the first one would kill me was the Immortal Pavilion. Besides, there were also Eight Desert Towers. Eight Desert Towers were all over the upper realm, belonging to a neutral force and strong strength. Even Tianfeng Academy was unwilling to offend me. Obviously, I couldn't afford to offend me even more.

I can only endure it and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback!

The battles were held on the battlefield. As expected, the other four kings were defeated one after another. In the end, Zhao Yin and Mu Yinfeng competed for the position of the first youngest king in Zhongzhou. In the end, Mu Yinfeng was slightly better and won the first place as an alien.

"Wow!"

A battle list was opened in the air, and the names of the top ten kings were selected, and my name was ranked seventh. It would be good to have this ranking. If the people in Bujia Village knew that I won the seventh place, they would be ecstatic. After all, their original goal was only the top ten thousand, but their small pursuit had such a brilliant record!

...

After a long time, a girl holding a golden scroll of paper walked onto the battlefield. She was wearing the costumes of a female court official. Her soft clothes outlined her graceful and undulating figure, and her strength was not weak. Her starry eyes looked at a group of young kings under the battlefield and said, "Please attend the top ten geniuses, wait for the election of major sects!"

Zhao Yin snorted lightly and was the first to walk over.

The other two young kings smiled at me and said, "Baizhan, let's go there too!"

"Yeah, OK."

Following a stone stairs, there were a lot of powerful men standing in front of them. At the end of the stone stairs was a palace. In front of the hall was a beautiful woman about thirty years old, full of fairy charm, and she was wearing a flowing cloud skirt and shining brightly. She couldn't see through it. Her eyes seemed to contain everything, covering the entire universe.

"Who is she?" I asked in a low voice.

The young king beside him lowered his voice: "Shh, whisper, she is the city lord of Zhongzhou City, the leader of the entire Zhongzhou, named Brahma Tian. People call her the city lord of Fan City, you don't even know her?"

"I came from the lower world..."

"I'll go, then you can also whisper..."

The top ten young kings stood in a row on the stone steps, ten feet away from the Lord of Fan City. At this time, they could finally see the people from the various mountain gates. At the closest position to the Lord of Fan City, there was a familiar figure sitting. It was Li Qingyin, dressed in white, better than snow, kneeling there like fireworks without the world. Her bright eyes looked at us, and she looked at me one by one. Even when she saw me, she couldn't feel any turbulent.

The saint of Tianfeng Academy has a very profound level of cultivation.

Opposite Li Qingyin was the middle-aged strong man named Luo from Immortal Pavilion, followed by people from Longwu Mountain, Bahuanglou, and Daluo Sword Domain. Sitting side by side with Li Qingyin was also a very beautiful girl. She was wearing a white long skirt with golden patterns embroidered on the collar. She looked very beautiful. She looked spotless like a lotus, and her cultivation was as unfathomable as my swordsman's heavenly eyes. She could not see through it. She looked like a person from Bailu Academy, otherwise she would not be qualified to sit with the saint of Tianfeng Academy.

...

"Everyone."

The Lord of Fan City opened his beautiful eyes, his eyes rippled, and he smiled and said, "The top ten young kings in Zhongzhou have appeared in the past ten years. If you want to recruit them, you can deliver tokens."

The old man from Bahuang Tower raised his hand gently, and a golden token flew towards the first place Mu Yinfeng. A misty voice came with the wind: "Mu Yinfeng, you can enter my Golden Earl Iron Guard in Bahuang Tower!"

Not only him, but the people from the Immortal Pavilion also sent a silver token to hand it to Mu Yinfeng. In a blink of an eye, there were seven or eight tokens in the plate in front of Mu Yinfeng, all of which were top-notch and first-class olive branches. However, Mu Yinfeng remained motionless, but his eyes turned to Li Qingyin's direction, as if he wanted to desire a token from Tianfeng Academy.
Chapter completed!