Lu Ming never expected that Chu Tian would take the lead when his level was higher.

I don’t know what powerful body technique Chu Tian used, but he disappeared out of thin air, without a trace, as if he had completely integrated into the night.

Lu Ming hurriedly released his spiritual sense and scanned the entire lake. But what frightened him was that he could only vaguely realize that Chu Tian was by his side, but could not lock his body.

Suddenly, Lu Ming's inexplicable hairs stood up on his back.

He was shocked and turned around without hesitation.

When Lu Ming turned his head, Chu Tian was behind him, holding a spirit sword burning with soul power and slashing it down with one sword! "Don't think of succeeding!"

Lu Ming shouted loudly, and at the same time, he thought about manipulating the magic weapon.

At an astonishing speed, the two flywheels circled behind Lu Ming and blocked Chu Tian's sword.

Lu Ming was full of confidence. His flywheel was a fourth-grade Xuan-level treasure, hard and sharp. The third-grade Xuan-level treasure could be easily cut, not to mention just a spiritual sword.

He also deliberately aimed at Chu Tian's neck.

There was even a picture in Lu Ming's mind. His flywheel cut through Chu Tian's spiritual sword and then cut off Chu Tian's head! But what happened next was far beyond Lu Ming's expectations.

Click! A crisp sound, it was a shattering sound.

However, what was shattered was not the spiritual sword in Chu Tian's hand, but Lu Ming's flywheel.

The spirit sword that was invincible after Ya Zi's soul was invincible, and all the two flywheels were cut off with one sword! Lu Ming was shocked. At this moment, it was impossible for him to use his body skills to escape, so he could only try his best to hold up the spiritual armor and try to resist Chu Tian's sword.

He prayed in his heart that after Chu Tian crushed his flywheel, he was already at the end of his strength and would not break his spiritual armor.

But the facts once again exceeded Lu Ming's expectations.

Even though there was only a small amount of spare energy left, Chu Tian's sword still easily shattered his spiritual armor.

The next moment, blood splattered everywhere! Chu Tian's sword had little strength left and he could not directly take Lu Ming's life.

But at this moment, Lu Ming was extremely miserable, with a long sword wound running through his chest to his abdomen.

Lu Ming screamed and retreated quickly.

When he stabilized his body, the lake water ahead was stained with his blood.

If Lu Ming hadn't been a powerful person in the Thunder Refining Realm and had a strong body, he would probably have died at this moment.

Lu Ming hurriedly took out a small jade bottle from the spiritual ring. He hurriedly opened the bottle stopper and sprinkled the powder in the bottle directly on the wound.

The powder looks very good. After mixing with blood, it produces rich foam, like gel, and quickly blocks the wound.

Lu Ming's face was pale and his hands were shaking.

He couldn't understand why Chu Tian's sword was so sharp.

The onlookers were also shocked.

Before, no one except Tan Ying looked down on Chu Tian. At this moment, they all felt their faces burning, as if they were slapped hard by Chu Tian.

Someone couldn't help but murmur.

"Is he a monster?"

The Spirit Transformation Realm was seriously injured in the Thunder Refining Realm, and they had never heard of it! Lu Ming's heart was beating wildly, and his whole body was shrouded in fear.

He glanced around because Chu Tian disappeared again.

Fear made Lu Ming gradually lose his mind, and he felt that Chu Tian was everywhere.

"Come out for me!"

Lu Ming roared and summoned his martial soul.

However, before everyone could see clearly what his martial soul was, a dragon roar exploded on the lake.

Chu Tian's figure appeared, and the spirit sword in his hand disintegrated, and the golden hilt turned into a golden light, and a ferocious beast rushed out of the golden light.

This ferocious beast exudes an aura from ancient times, with a dragon-headed and leopard body, fierce, cruel and powerful.

It was Long Zi Yazi! Yazi opened his mouth wide, and the golden dragon flame spurted out, instantly burning Lu Ming's martial soul to ashes.

Although Yazi cannot directly destroy the origin of the martial soul like the Divine Dragon of the Heaven Swallowing Heaven.

However, the projection of the martial soul was broken, and the warrior immediately lost his combat ability.

Lu Ming's eyes were dull, and he spewed out blood and fell on the lake.

The winner has been decided.

Just when the onlookers thought Chu Tian would kill Lu Ming with one sword, they saw Ya Zi pounce on Lu Ming and bit him down.

Yazi was not biting Lu Ming's vital points, but his limbs.

"ah!"

Lu Ming's screams resounded throughout Yin and Yang Lake, and everyone who heard them shuddered.

However, before they could recover, Yazi bit him again.

"ah!"

The second scream rang out again.

Ya Zi whispered one by one, but he didn't take Lu Ming's life. This was clearly torture him! All his eyes were gathered on Chu Tian, ​​because the behavior of the martial soul must be instructed by the master.

Many people's souls are trembling, and they warn themselves not to offend Chu Tian.

Lu Ming screamed so much, but finally he swallowed.

Chu Tian took back Yazi, stepped through the lake water stained with blood, and came to Tan Ying and Xiaocao.

He carried the grass and said calmly.

"Let's go and find a quiet place to let the grass rest."

Tan Ying nodded and left with Chu Tian.

Yan Feng looked at Chu Tian's departure back, feeling mixed feelings inside.

A disciple of Qimen Sect asked.

"Elder, will you let him leave like this?"

Yan Feng was full of anger and vented all his energy on this disciple who had no eyesight.

"This is a life-and-death challenge! Life and death have life! We intervene, are we trying to make more people laugh at me in Qimen Sect?

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...Chu Tian carried the grass to the grass not far from the lake, set up a spiritual array to block the cold lake wind.

He said to Tan Ying.

"Tomorrow's second round of challenges, don't participate first, leave and take care of Xiaocao."

Tan Ying had no objection, and she would unconditionally execute Chu Tian’s order.

Chu Tian looked at Yinyang Lake with deep eyes.

Tan Ying asked.

"Young Master, you seem to have doubts?"

Chu Tian nodded, but no explanation.

Just now when he summoned Yazi, he felt a breath that also came from the ancient times, emerging from the depths of the lake.

However, this aura was extremely weak, and when Chu Tian wanted to feel it carefully, he could no longer find it.

But Chu Tian believed that this was by no means an illusion.

Tan Ying went to pick up some firewood and raised a bonfire. Chu Tian was about to cultivate and restore his spiritual energy, but saw someone coming from afar.

This man was wearing a cassock and holding a golden magic wand. He was the young monk who helped Chu Tian before.

The young monk approached and bowed to Chu Tian.

"I'll introduce myself. The little monk's Dharma name is Zonghai, and comes from the Arhat Sect."

Chu Tian could feel that the other party had no malice, so he replied.

"You can call me the soul-swallowing beast."

He paused and thanked Zonghai.

"Thank you for your help."

Zong Hai smiled.

"You don't have to be polite. We are the same people, so we should help each other."

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment, a person of the same kind?

How do you say this?

Zong Hai knew that Chu Tian didn't understand, so he released a little soul power.

Chu Tian's eyes narrowed.
Chapter completed!