The young man in green appeared very suddenly, like an interlude that suddenly sounded, interrupting everyone's high mood and tension!

Lu Fangtian, Chu Hongguo, Shuo blood, Gao Tiange, Tieying, Yang Li Xiaochai and others were stunned. Looking at the person on the steps of the hall, rubbed his eyes absurdly, leaving only a ridiculous thought in his heart:

"It's him?!"

"Why is it him!"

Gan Qingdi frowned, Ning Que was curious, Zhuo Yitian held his head up and his chest was raised, Lu Xingyun's face was expressionless, Li Fufeng smiled, and Pei Donglai's mouth twitched slightly.

"So, he's here too."

The whole scene suddenly became quiet for two or three breaths, and then many voices appeared from the mouths of the shocked and helpless people, forming a buzzing noise.

"Tan Weiran! How could he come out of the hall?"

"Everyone is still arguing outside, but who knows that before he can make a fuss, he is actually the first to take the lead!"

"Even he is here, this is the seventh one, almost all the people, the seven strong men. Wow, it's so exciting."

Among this generation, those who can advance all year round can win the first place in the same age and those who retreat can rank among the top ten of the same age. Including the night spring and autumn that has not come, these eight people are temporarily. At this moment, seven of the eight people have arrived together, which is a rare encounter in a century.

There were many discussions, whispers, and buzzing in the audience.

Tan Weiran stood on the steps in front of the hall. At this time, he frowned slightly and looked around. His eyes swept across Gan Qingdi, Pei Donglai, Zhuo Yitian and others, and he also saw many people such as Lu Xingyun, Li Fufeng, Lu Fangtian and others.

Many people had a strange feeling of being looked down upon by Tan Weiran at this moment, including Gan Qingdi Pei Donglai Ningque, but they definitely didn't like this feeling.

Then, Tan Weiran greeted him, without any provocation to Gan Qingdi and others. He also had no intention of having a exciting and exciting collision at the request of the audience.

He walked down the steps like this, and was about to leave.

Many people looked at each other, which was different from the scripts in everyone's mind. The stages were set up, the people were almost all together, and the atmosphere was also there. He, one of the seven protagonists, could not just leave like this. Otherwise, wouldn't it be too disappointing to everyone's expectations?

"etc!"

Zhuo Yitian slowly walked out of the crowd, full of fighting spirit: "Brother Tan, since everyone is here, why bother to rush to leave? Even if you want to leave, you might as well go through the competition before leaving."

Sure enough, I couldn't keep a low profile! Tan Weiran made a stamp. I suddenly walked out of the "Only Enjoyed Hall" and showed the momentum of taking the lead. I also wanted to get away with it as if nothing had happened. I was willing, but others didn't want it.

You said that Weiran was the first person to enter the "exclusive hall". What do you see and get in it?

Tan Weiran knew this well and looked back and said to Gan Qingdi and others: "There are them! Don't be obsessed with discussing with me."

"It's okay. Come one by one!" Zhuo Yitian smiled. Everyone felt his aura being quickly accumulating. He slowly glanced at Pei Donglai and others: "It's rare for us to meet someone else. Since we have met... If we don't fight me, Mr. Zhu, no one can leave."

Pei Donglai flicked his fingers lightly, and the sharp and thin spiritual sword in his hand. Looking at Tan Weiran, Zhuo Yitian, Gan Qingdi and others, he didn't say anything, but it was better than a thousand words.

Gan Qingdi breathed a little, and his tone was very powerful: "Okay!" Waving to the people around him. These people came to understand in a daze, and hurriedly retreated twenty feet away like a tide.

A ray of white jade-like light flashed on Ning Que's face: "It's good to have a conversation!"

Li Fufeng said in a faint tone and vigorously: "How do you want to play? I will accompany you."

Lu Xingyun smiled and the other monks around him retreated twenty or thirty feet away, highlighting him alone. He did not retreat or advance, and stood firm.

Everyone looks at Tan Weiran. Are you going to fight?

How could I not be interested? As long as I am a martial arts monk, I cannot not want to compete with this group of people. Here are Gan Qingdi, Pei Donglai, Zhuo Yitian and other peerless geniuses with whom I am on the same stage as these people, and it was once one of the greatest ideals of Tan Weiran's past and present lives.

But at this moment, he really didn't want to fight, even if he didn't want to.

So, Tan Weiran came to his senses, looked around the heroes seriously, and said extremely formally: "No! I'm not interested!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. Boom! Hundreds of monks around him were in a panic, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Zhuo Yitian looked at the other people as if they did not exist, and he also ignored Tan Weiran's words and said nothing. His pupils stared at the gradually distant back, and his voice was like gold and stone: "I really wanted to fight you when I was hunting. I didn't meet you. I regret it until now. Last time I wanted to challenge you, but I heard that you seven of you killed the powerful Du'er. I knew that they were not opponents, so I went home to practice."

"I have made a lot of progress over the years. I just hope that you don't let me down!"

One sentence after another, the fighting spirit in Zhuo Yitian's chest burst out, and his momentum reached the highest, almost like a sword energy soaring into the sky. He shouted and thought it was a reminder: "Take me a move to suppress the demons in the Eight Desolations!"

Without hesitation, he burst out the strongest punch that collapsed and cracked.

Eighty percent of the boxing spirits made the heroes feel suffocated.

Hundreds of feet in a radius of magnificent waves and spiritual energy swept over, condensed in one punch, almost imprisoning the sky and earth in this area of ​​hundreds of feet and crushing it into powder!

Tan Weiran paused, and his eyebrows were helpless. No matter how low-key he was or how to give in, he still couldn't avoid this battle.

Facing Zhuo Yitian's shocking attack, Tan Weiran turned around and turned around, and the Sword of the Sword popped out of his palm. The momentum climbed, giving people the feeling of swallowing the sun and the moon. The Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of

A ray of light flows across the sky!

The edge is unstoppable and invincible!

In the blink of an eye, a whistling sound burst out, and a slender trench suddenly cracked on the ground. The strong wind blew everywhere, and suddenly there were waves of flying sand and stones, and even the energy was rolling like a wave, forcing the rest to retreat three hundred feet away.

Zhuo Yitian groaned slightly and retreated three feet backwards, obviously suffering a little loss. He was not angry but happy: "Good sword, good sword technique, good sword spirit! Good example. I have made progress, and you are not idle either."

"Come again! You have your Bashi Sword, I have my Qianqiu Achievement Sword!"

"Hahaha. Tan Weiran, take my sword and think you win!"

Zhuo Yitian's whole body and mind seemed to be burning, carrying a passion and light that was invisible to see. He drew his sword and poured all his fighting spirit into it. The sword spirit spread out, making the entire space covered with a layer of sky in an instant.

It is like a monument formed by the achievements of thousands of years, with unparalleled solemnity and solemnity! Time! Merits! All living beings! It is enough to shock anyone!

Tan Weiran suddenly said: "You are not my opponent!"

At this time, Zhuo Yitian suddenly discovered a light, which was not so dazzling or so enchanting. It was incredible, but even his sword of Qianqiu Achievement could not hide its brilliance.

This light has already restrained to an extreme level.

The most incredible thing is that when it appears, the light of hundreds of miles disappears, causing the entire cave to appear for a moment.

Extremely dark! Extreme night!

Just as the night comes, light and darkness become like dreams.

Qianqiu's achievements were broken, and Zhuo Yitian's eyes still reflected the ultimate "light" and were chopped for more than 30 miles. The battle was so exciting that it was defeated quickly!

Everyone was stunned and their thoughts were messy. They were speechless and their minds were completely blank. When a few breaths passed, everyone recovered and suddenly realized how mysterious and terrifying this sword was!

Zhuo Yitian actually lost with one move!

Ten thousand sword spirits!

The heroes' hearts were swaying for a moment, and their thoughts were chaotic, leaving only the heavy sound of breathing. The shock brought by ten spirits was shocked in their hearts, incredible, and difficult to digest.

I hope I can leave as I wish! Tan Weiran silently looked forward to it and turned around and was about to leave. Within less than three steps, a jade-like voice revolved: "I heard Junior Brother Jing Jue say to Brother Tan for many years ago. I have been reverberating in my name for a long time. I have been waiting for the same place. Today I am a rare encounter. I don't want to miss it!"

"Please give me advice!"

Before the others could do it, Gan Qingdi and others were still thinking. Ning Que had already stepped on his foot and turned into a lightning light to see the back: "Take me a punch!"

The Sky-Jie Fist!

Its name is Jietian. It slashed out with one punch, vaguely intercepting some kind of "Tao" in this world and turning it into one's own use. It is not vigorous and earth-shaking, but it makes people feel profound and mysterious and extremely dangerous.

With one sword in hand, Tan Weiran could not use the Bashi Sword, and could not find the light everywhere, as if he was imprisoned and taken away by some kind of force.

Ning Que brought a hint of compassion and thought to himself that I cut off the light. Even if your Bashi Sword is used, if you lose the correspondence between heaven and earth, your power will inevitably suddenly decrease countless times.

But he was wrong.

Tan Weiran's low and powerful words floated in the storm: "You cut off the light, I still have thunder and lightning!"

Thunder and Lightning? Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound? Ning Que is not underestimating it, but it is an ironic fact that Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound is slightly inferior.

He was really wrong. Even if the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound is not as good as the core inheritance skills of the "six major" such as the "Status" of Jietianquan, it is different after all.

A ray of purple lightning that condensed from the tip of the sword of the Sword, like a ubiquitous ocean of lightning, burst out in an instant, and directly submerged Ning Que in an absolutely unstoppable way.

"You are not my opponent either." Tan Weiran seemed to have returned to the world, no longer wandering, and said lightly.

In an instant, the smoke disappeared, and the terrifying thunder and lightning disappeared, as if the scenes that had destroyed the world before were like hallucinations.

All the creatures in the fan area hundreds of feet turned into powder, but Ning Que stood on the ground with a faint charred mark. Blood mixed with lightning was overflowing from his mouth. He looked at Tan Weiran with his head raised, and his pupils were extremely shocked:

"Breaking the Void Realm!?"

Clang! Pei Donglai was extremely sensitive. Almost the moment when Ning Que failed, he noticed something. The sword instantly appeared from the Jin Mansion in his palm!

Gan Qingdi had no expression on his face and grabbed his five fingers hard, making his veins swell!

Lu Xingyun took a deep breath, but he couldn't suppress the surging and intenseness in his heart, and he was also excited!

Li Fufeng did not say a word, stared at Tan Weiran with extreme shock!

Many top powerhouses, including Lu Fangtian, Ji Feiyue, Chu Hongqi, Ruan Xiaoqi, Kong Ting, Li Zhoulong, Duan Wufeng, Liu Chengfeng, Song Mo, etc., were all in extreme shock and silent in this moment.

The heroes were silent and could not say a word, as if they had forgotten to breathe. But at the same time, everyone was almost on the verge of madness. They were yelling at themselves in the same way:

"Break the virtual realm!"

Did you read it wrong? Did you blind? Did you feel it wrong?

Tan Weiran actually rushed to the Breaking Void Realm!

There are still tens of sword spirits!

It should be noted that only about thirty people of this generation have entered the late stage of Shenzhao, and the most outstanding Gan Qingdi and others have only entered the late stage of Shenzhao for less than twenty years. Tan Weiran has already reached the realm of Poxu Realm alone. At least thirty years ahead of his peers!

Tan Weiran knew that what he least wanted to happen had happened.
To be continued...