I'll come, a boy is ready to move.

The young man was named Long Er, and he was a disciple selected by the sect affiliated to the Zhou family in Xingdian.

He stood up in purple clothes, looked at Zhou Zi'ang, and smiled and said, "Please give me advice!"

Zhou Zi'ang smiled slightly and flew down, please!

Long Er was full of fighting spirit and walked towards Zhou Zi'ang's direction.

Suddenly, an energy burst out from the tip of the long sword in Long Er's hand, turning into sword energy. The sword energy filled the air, and the sword light swayed and stabbed Zhou Zi'ang in a diagonal manner.

Zhou Zi'ang still had a smile on his face.

He didn't move, just when the sword energy approached, he slashed at the sword energy with one palm. This palm blocked a series of attacks.

Then his figure was confused, but he was about to snatch the long sword from Long Er's hand.

Long Er was shocked and desperately resisted Zhou Zi'ang's attack.

However, in an instant, the flying sword in his hand had already fallen into Zhou Zi'ang's hand.

When he came to his senses, the sword was already leaning against his neck.

I lost! A trace of helplessness appeared on the boy's face.

Your sword is well used, but a monk needs not only sword energy, but more importantly, he must learn to control swords and refine swords!

Working hard, Zhou Zi'ang photographed the boy.

Next, the old man spoke coldly.

Another person stood up and the boy in white looked at Zhou Zi'ang with a bright look.

please!

Both spoke almost at the same time.

A flash of light flashed in the middle of the boy's eyebrows, and a strange blood color filled his body.

All I could hear was the crackling sound of his body, and his eyes turned, and his body became extremely strong.

A terrifying force permeated the boy's body.

It was interesting, Zhou Zi'ang looked at the boy and was amazed.

Not only him, but also the eyes of the two elders including Zhou Yi and others were on the boy in white.

However, the old man sighed.

Unfortunately, it was not a secret method. Zhou Yiyi had a hint of loss on her face.

After the boy finished this series of actions.

He then understood that it might be some skills that can increase defense, or it might be the inherited half-hanging skills.

Zhou Zi'ang still had a smile on his face. His body suddenly moved and he slapped eight palms in succession, hitting the boy.

After the eight palms, the young man was covered in wounds, but he was still standing there.

After a few more days, Zhou Zi'ang defeated after several moves.

However, he had been holding on for a full ten breaths.

Although he was defeated, he was accepted as a disciple by the Zhou family in Xingdian.

The flesh is rough, this kid is pretty good and can get beaten, Lin Luoyu said silently in his heart.

Another person stood up, two faint lights shot out from his hand, and suddenly the two hurricane-like forces rushed towards Zhou Zi'ang, and the world was dark and could not be seen clearly.

In an instant, the boy's body disappeared in the darkness.

The two fought in this faint light. After eleven breaths, the boy spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

After passing, although the boy was injured, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Although the two ghost lights did not cause any trouble to Zhou Zi'ang, they successfully delayed the three breaths.

These three breaths are very important.

If he hadn't had these three breaths, he would have been defeated.

The qualifications and insight are not bad, but you can cultivate them.

Zhou Yi looked at the boy and couldn't help but praise him.

A few people went up one after another. Naturally, some people successfully persisted for dozens of breaths, while others were defeated by Zhou Zi'ang at the eighth and ninth breaths, and their efforts were squandered.

These teenagers have not bad qualifications, but they cannot beat Zhou Zi'ang. One reason is that Zhou Zi'ang's realm is too high, this gap is obvious.

Standing above the realm, you will naturally be able to see the disadvantages and strengths of these monks.

Zhou Zi'ang is worthy of being an outstanding disciple of the Zhou family in the Star Palace. The offensive and defensive connection between moves is impeccable.

The last person.

The old man said coldly.

Lin Luoyu, dressed in white, walked slowly onto the stage.

His eyes fell on Zhou Zi'ang.

Zhou Zi'ang also looked at Lin Luoyu. His eyes looked at Lin Luoyu, and he felt that the boy's pupils were extremely clear.

What a boy, he is indeed a little temperamental.

please!
Chapter completed!