The battle platform is revived, the sound of the Tao is roaring, and there is a defensive cover to stretch out.

The Ninth Level of the Divine Wheel is known as the ultimate in this field, and can exert the maximum power of various magical powers and skills. Such a battle will inevitably be very exciting.

As one of the three candidates for the three saints of Qingxuan Holy Land, Yi Yun needs no need to say much about his talent and potential.

Now, after having the peak realm of the Divine Wheel, he is full of confidence and believes that he is not inferior to anyone, and he is not afraid of Zhang Ruoyao at all.

In terms of beauty, Zhang Ruoyao is indeed shocking.

But in terms of strength, Yi Yun doesn't think she is like that.

"I have divine weapons too, I will definitely win this battle!"

Yiyun had an extra long whip in his hand, the whole thing was light green, engraved with divine patterns, and flashed with the light of green flames, like a dragon.

Yiyun's wrist turned, his long whip waved, making a thunderous sound, and the entire void was trembling.

"Let's take action."

Zhang Ruoyao's voice was very dull and she could hardly hear any emotional fluctuations, which made Yi Yun very angry.

I feel despised.

"The sky comes out of the mountains!"

Yi Yun roared lowly, turned into a dragon with a long whip, and the entire battle platform was boiling. Countless divine patterns were blooming, turning into a blue ocean, rolling and twisting, containing the light waves of destruction.

The long whip soared into the sky among the blue clouds, locked Zhang Ruoyao, and instantly arrived at a speed that exceeded eight times the speed of sound.

Zhang Ruoyao sneered, holding a gun in her left hand, and closing her five fingers with her right hand like a bird's beak. The chain inside her body vibrated, releasing divine light, and blood around her body burned endlessly, releasing terrifying power.

Zhang Ruoyao took Yi Yun's divine whip with bare hands, which made him scream in anger.

"You are looking for death, I will help you!"

The blue dragon mark appeared on Yi Yun's arm, and the long whip in his hand seemed to be alive, fierce and domineering, hitting Zhang Ruoyao's hand.

With a bang, Zhang Ruoyao was as scattered as a Vajra, her beautiful fingers were safe and sound, while the divine whip in Yiyun's hand was bounced away.

Yi Yun was secretly shocked. Before he could figure out what was going on, Zhang Ruoyao came over with ten times the speed of sound.

Yi Yun roared angrily, and green lights bloomed on his body, and divine patterns turned into the Dharma images of heaven and earth, spreading the sky and releasing power.

Zhang Ruoyao was cold and frosty, maintaining the posture of holding a gun in her left hand, her palms and fingers in her right hand transformed, her fist was as strong as a bird, and her red flames burned the sky and boiled the sea, destroying the ten directions.

There was another loud bang, and the two sides fought again!

This time, Yiyun's body retreated suddenly, the tiger's mouth bleed, and the divine whip in his hand whipped.

Zhang Ruoyao's combat power was violent. Once the divine wheel chain was opened, his whole person turned into a war god, and his divine body's potential was rapidly activated.

Yi said that it was just a round of nine divine acupoints, while Zhang Ruoyao was a round of eleven divine acupoints, which was a world of difference.

In addition, Zhang Ruoyao's divine wheel chain has reached the late stage of the fourth level of the divine wheel, and can reach four times the increase in the corresponding realm. How can that kind of combat power be resisted?

Shake the magic weapon with bare hands and defeat the enemy in two moves!

The strength Zhang Ruoyao showed caused a sensation, and Qinglin and Qingyun both screamed.

"The third move!"

Zhang Ruoyao's voice echoed in everyone's ears, revealing a scent of coldness and cruelty.

Yi Yun whistled wildly, his eyes showing his unyielding and unwillingness to accept his determination, and he used his strongest moves to move back to the situation.

Zhang Ruoyao was like a flame, jumping on the battle platform, like a light knife, flying on the battle platform.

When the flames slashed through the void, the sword light reflected the red face, and a shrill and desperate roar told of a life that went far away.

The third move, Yi Yun died at Zhang Ruoyao's hands, which was like a divine weapon against bare hands, killing people like slaughtering dogs!

The whole audience was silent, and everyone was watching this scene, it was like a picture.

Beibing was shocked, Luo Zhenyun was stunned, Lei Xin's face turned gloomy, and everyone else was silent.

When Lu Yu's applause sounded, the master of Qingxuan Holy Land let out a roar of fury.

"You are so tired of killing the Holy Son of this sect."

A master of the Shenhuan shouted, wanting to avenge Yiyun and kill Zhang Ruoyao.

Beibing said in a deep voice: "Everyone has something to say first. Are you planning to bully the small by the big one?"

The master of the Divine Ring said, "This is the hatred between the Qingxuan Holy Land and the Tiansheng Sect, and it has nothing to do with the Demon Elimination Alliance."

"But don't forget that this is the Demon Elimination Alliance, not the Holy Land of Qingxuan. If you can't afford to lose, don't go to the stage."

The old antique from the Nether Bone Holy Sect spoke, which was obviously to protect the Tiansheng Sect and show kindness to Lu Yu.

The Black Prison Temple said: "Since you have set rules, then do what you want. If you have the strength, go up. If you don't have the ability, don't join in the fun. The magical artifact of the Tiansheng Sect seems not so easy to win."

The masters of Qingxuan Holy Land were so angry that they were crazy, but Lu Yu flew onto the stage and chuckled: "Welcome to continue to give advice."

Qinglin glanced at the saint Qingyun and signaled her to come forward to challenge Xuanmeng.

Qingyun hesitated and said, "They're the same realm, I'm afraid..."

Qinglin said: "It is related to the glory of the holy land, and we must take back the artifact."

Just as the two were discussing, Luo Zhenyun and Luo Zhenyu from Luo Hua Holy Land were also discussing.

"I really didn't expect that woman to be so powerful. It seems that she can only start from Xuan Meng."

Luo Zhenyu snorted: "Yi Yun from Qingxuan Holy Land is so useless. I'll go and meet Xuanmeng for a while, defeat her, destroy the face of the Tiansheng Sect, and humiliate her fiercely."

Luo Zhenyun reminded: "Be careful and don't underestimate the enemy."

Luo Zhenyu said confidently: "Don't worry, I'm not as comparable to the waste of Yi Yun."

A flash of light came out and Luo Zhenyu came to the stage.

Zhang Ruoyao killed Yi Yun and held the long whip in his hand, which was also a magic weapon.

"I heard that Xuanmeng once came from the Holy Sword Pavilion. I am lucky today, and I am planning to learn more about it."

Luo Zhenyu was very straightforward and asked for a name to challenge Xuanmeng.

Lu Yu asked with a smile: "Are you sure?"

"Confirm! If you are afraid that she will be injured, let her admit defeat."

Luo Zhenyu looked at Lu Yu provocatively, and this kid was very arrogant.

"I'm afraid that she will die too quickly."

Lu Yu pulled Zhang Ruoyao and flew off the stage.

Xuan Meng appeared on the battle stage, looking at Luo Zhenyu indifferently, carrying his left hand, his right hand naturally drooped, his white clothes as snow, like a fairy.

Luo Zhenyu stared at Xuan Meng. This woman was different from Zhang Ruoyao. Her face was a little more vigorous and heroic.

The wheel has delicate facial features, and Xuanmeng is worse than Zhang Ruoyao, but Xuanmeng's sharpness and heroic temperament are another style, with coldness and arrogance.

"I am worthy of being one of the saint candidates of the past. My appearance is indeed charming. I don't know if you are unfamiliar with swordsmanship after you leave the Holy Sword Pavilion."

Luo Zhenyu chuckled, his eyes scanning Xuanmeng, revealing a bit of lustful and stunning smell.

Xuan Meng hated the damn look and sneered: "You'll know if you try it."

Luo Zhenyu laughed and said, "Of course I have to try it. Take you down later and go back to warm the bed for me, haha..."

Xuan Meng's eyes were cold and she was furious. She dared to tease her in public. Luo Zhenyu was tired of living.

Xuan Meng moved her left foot forward, and a sharp sword energy penetrated through the void, causing turmoil in the world.
Chapter completed!