One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, smashed out the iron fists.

The claws wearing fists shattered the poisonous scorpion sword and beat the poisonous scorpion to death.

In the light black fog, a hundred thousand cynon army appeared neatly behind the boy, like a hero who fell from the sky in the end and disappeared from the downtown during victory, giving people an indescribable but quite shocking feeling.

All around, from the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects to the distinguished guests watching the battle, were all stunned. Even if someone traveled around and had a lot of knowledge across mountains and seas, he had never seen such a strange little thing.

They could only see the armored army under the fog, small but powerful, and raised cloaks, but they could not see what was hidden inside.

"What is that?" someone said in surprise.

"What a powerful force, and with so many numbers, it's really terrifying. How many secrets does Ye Chuyue have left? No one knows?"

"The practitioners born in Bodhi always mock the casual cultivators living in the water of Liuguang, but they do not know that the water of Liuguang is the crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and hidden!

"I believe that after today, no one dares to bully the group of casual cultivators and pirates in the sea."

"Ye Tianjiao, Young Master Xingyun, I will never deceive me!"

“…”

In the crowd, the discussion was as fierce as fire.

Zhou Yu swallowed the saliva mixed with blood, widened his eyes, and looked at the boy who was like an uncrowned king on the high ground.

Even if I witness it with my own eyes, I can't figure it out.

she--

How exactly did it?

What exactly is that one hundred thousand troops?

Even if the onlookers read a lot of books, looking at the ancient and modern times, they really can't imagine what is hidden under the armor of Ye Chuyue's 100,000 troops.

Of course they won't know.

That was the hell bird at the dragon slaying banquet.

He Liunian's face turned pale and purple at times, making it hard to see it.

He was no longer peaceful, and waves gradually emerged in his eyes, and he was once again filled with waves and anger.

"The trick of the scammers is not worthy of Doyle."

"How can a person who only relies on his skin compete with me?"

He Liunian took another instant step, controlled the distance and flashed more than a dozen times and rushed straight towards Chu Yue.

The sharp iron claws stretched out from his right sleeve, which was even more terrifying than the blade.

The iron claws rushed into Chu Yue's left chest, trying to crush the heart inside.

However, just as He Liunian was full of joy, the boy in front of him turned into a bubble and disappeared, and behind him, a familiar, low, mute voice appeared: "Are you looking for me?"

He Liunian hit him back.

The sharp iron claws, like five blades, cut the boy's neck.

He Liunian's smile had just appeared when he saw the boy disappear like a bubble again.

He quickly looked behind him, and there was no sign of a young man.

A living person is like disappearing.

He Liunian looked for it with scarlet eyes, but couldn't find it.

"Bang!"

The boy flashed in front of He Liunian, raised his knees and pushed him towards He Liunian's abdomen.

The power of hundreds of thousands of crows gathers together on the knees.

It bent He Liunian's body deeply like a bow, and the blood in his mouth continued to overflow.

Chu Yue immediately grabbed his hair, raised her eyebrows and said, "Your steps are so bad. Is this what Akayu Sect taught you?"

He Liunian's pair of iron claws cut into Chu Yue's abdomen.

Chu Yue took advantage of the power of the wind in the air, stepped on the wind and flashed to the edge of the Qinglian Platform, which was the farthest away from He Liunian.

The place where you settle down, where your feet step on it happened to be the collapsed and broken head of the Qinglian Female Lord, and half of the missing eyes are still on it.

"I've never been a good teacher, but today..."

"I wish to teach you one more time."

"Look at it, stupid thing, what is the real pace."

Chu Yue grinned.

At his prime, he was so arrogant that he was as arrogant as the only king on the Green Lotus Platform.

Then he saw the young man running wildly on the Qinglian Platform with his long legs.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

At the fastest time, it disappeared.

After a while, afterimage appeared again, where He Liunian was closer.

Whenever she approaches, different figures will split.

The boy with white and silver hair is as gentle as jade and as clear as snow.

The boy with a black and gold ink robe dragon pattern holds a demon sickle in his hand, and when he smiles, he still stares at the world like a god of death.

She looked down at her with a persistent magic sword with a cold look.

A boy in red, wrapped in huge fists, waved his right fist that could break the ground.

...

The figure split instantly.

He Liunian is like facing multiple people one person.

He opened his eyes wide and looked for it, but couldn't find which one was the real Ye Chuyue.

Countless figures of the boy instantly gathered together.

A fist, with the power of destroying the city, hit He Liunian in the face.

Before He Liunian could fight back, the boy flashed away instantly.

Countless figures split up again.

Then merge into one again.

This time, on He Liunian's left, the magic sickle passed through He Liunian's shoulder blades and hooked the other party's bones and rushed forward.

He Liunian tried his best to counterattack, but he couldn't even touch the corner of the boy's clothes.

The boy flashed out, his figure unpredictable.

The split figure returns to the whole again.

She has white robe and silver hair, holy and clean.

She smiled slightly, and the spiritual power condensed the crow and the demonic energy. The thousands of flowers on the other side bloomed, connecting them into a cage to completely bind He Liunian.

Seeing this, Zhao Tiangang showed a gentle smile on his face.

The boy did not use sword skills completely, but he realized the essence of his sword skills.

He is a transparent little guy.

...

"Puff."

Chu Yue appeared behind He Liunian again. The moment when he turned his back to his back, the sword in his hand penetrated He Liunian's abdomen, which made people frightened. He thought that if there was no clear regulation that the dantian and martial arts roots should not be destroyed during the competition, He Liunian would probably have been broken here forever.

"Take it—"

The boy drew his sword.

Blood flows, dripping into red beads, and smudges the bright colors.

“Have you learned it?”

The boy lowered his eyes slightly, and the clear shadows and sunlight of his eyelashes reflected into her pupils.

She still turned her back to He Liunian, and tore off a piece of fabric from He Liunian, and wiped the blood on the sword in an orderly manner. The disgust on her face was unconcealed. Such arrogant actions made the disciples of the Chiyu Sect blush and angry and almost exploded on the spot.

He Liunian was gasping for breath.

As soon as he looked up, he could see the direction of the Akayu Sect.

Among the crowd of Akayu Sect, there was a man wearing a hat.

Even if he couldn't see the other person's eyes, He Liunian could feel the disappointment that made his heart thorny.

"ah!"

He Liunian was furious and shouted with a roar.

The iron claws of both hands become ten blades.

He rushed over with his sword, causing both sides to suffer losses and die together.
Chapter completed!