Xianye

Chapter 191
On the altar.

now.

There were two beams of real qi with very different lights and colors colliding continuously in mid-air, and they made a sound like thunder, chisel and electric shock, which was vigorous and powerful.

It was so shocking that a group of low-level practitioners in the audience had to stretch out their hands to cover their ear holes, with painful expressions on their faces.

"Damn it, is Tai Shiyuan really so extraordinary? Except for that trash Liu Quan, this person has already defeated six people in a row. How could he have such a solid performance?"

Opposite to Chen Heng, who had a calm expression, was the extremely ugly expression of the cultivator in Tsing Yi.

He was born in the Tianchi Jiang family, and the qi practice he participated in was called "Shenlie Feijue Chongxuan Neifa", which was the secret of the Tianchi Jiang family, and he could cultivate the "Big Cave Yuzhen".

And among the ninth rank 36 of the rank of true energy.

"Dadong Yuzhen" is also among the best, living in the middle rank of the ninth rank, it can be described as extremely brilliant!
But even if the "Dadong Yuzhen" of the ninth rank of the middle class competes with "Taishi Yuanzhen", it is still unable to match, and it is inevitable that they will be defeated.

at this time.

It is felt that there is not much real energy left in the body.

The cultivator in Tsing Yi let out a deep drink in his heart, and brazenly raised the energy in his body, intending to make a final desperate fight.

And noticed that the aura of the person opposite was strange.

Chen Heng shook his head, and urged Taishi Yuanzhen with all his strength, and spread it out to a length of twenty feet in an instant, like a long dragon in the abyss that had broken free from its shackles.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the sky shattered, and he swiped straight at the monk in blue!

It sounded like a cracking mountain.

Just touch each other.

"Dadong Yuzhen", who was originally at a disadvantage, but still managed to fight back and forth, was scattered and broken, and was completely wiped out by Taishi Yuanzhen.

When the monk in blue saw this, there was a flash of panic and panic in his pupils.

He forced the last mouthful of true qi, and hastily recited a mantra, a small seal of mountains and rivers flew out of his sleeve robe.

But Taishi Yuanzhen killed him in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the disease.

Don't say that the monk in Tsing Yi hasn't reacted yet.

Even the spectators outside the altar were stunned and surprised.

With a piercing eardrum explosion.

The cultivator in green, together with the small seal of mountains and rivers he hastily sacrificed, flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell out of the stage.

Until after rolling dozens of somersaults on the ground.

The monk in Tsing Yi, who felt embarrassed and ashamed, barely managed to generate some strength. With a violent shout, he thrust his hands violently, abruptly stopped his decline, and jumped up from the ground.

"Taishi Yuanzhen is worthy of being the ultimate true qi in the four seas of Kyushu. Today, Jiang has a real experience..."

It was silent for a while.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone watching the battle.

The lips of the monk in Tsing Yi trembled again and again, and finally whispered these words.

Immediately there were blood stains leaking out of the seven orifices, the light in the pupils was slack, and he fell on his back.

"Brother Jiang?"

Several members of the family who were usually on good terms with him exclaimed, and hurried over to rescue him.

There was an uproar in the field, and everyone was surprised.

If Liu Quan, who made up the numbers, is also counted, Chen Heng has already defeated eight people in succession on the platform!
But from his expression, he didn't show any signs of fatigue at all, obviously he still had a lot of energy left, and he was really full of energy.

Such performance.

He is indeed tyrannical, and he can be called a genius and handsome man!
But when everyone watching the battle was talking about it, Jiang Tongyuan and other members of the family were downcast.

"Taishi Yuanzhen, he really is a good Xuangong, it's even better to meet him..."

Wei Yang sighed softly, full of emotion.

"Let me do it."

now.

Wang Dian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Brother Wang?"

Wei Yang was slightly surprised when he heard the words, but still shook his head slowly: "Be safe and don't be impatient, now is not the time for you to go out."

"If we continue to lose like this, I'm afraid that the family's reputation will be greatly damaged, and they will be ridiculed by outsiders, especially those who come from a poor genealogy, and they will regard us as a complete laughing stock."

Wang Dian slowly lifted his eyelids, and said in a neutral tone, with an inexplicable coldness in his voice.

This person's facial features are not elegant and handsome, but rather refined and introverted, just plain and ordinary.

But if you look closely, there is an indescribable majesty, like a wilderness and lofty mountains, with a high and arrogant posture.

He looked at Wei Yang and said proudly:
"I know that you are planning to use the method of fighting with wheels to wear down that Chen Heng's spirit. After he was exhausted for a long time, it was finally up to me to defeat him in one fell swoop, and the hammer was finalized.

But I, Wang Dian, was taught the Dharma by ancient strangers when I was young, drank the red clouds in the North Sea, got the divine fire, and was taught by the gods...

In this Kyushu world, fighting with monks of the same realm, I claim that I will not be inferior to anyone, let alone just a mere Chen Heng! "

Wei Yang's eyes flickered when he heard this.

He was about to persuade him again, but was interrupted by Jiang Tongyuan who raised his hand suddenly.

"No! You are wrong! When a man does something, he should act as if he is not moving. The action will be astonishing, and the effect will be seen immediately! If the thunder strikes, who would dare to act?!

Since Chen Heng announced the invitation to the Fourth Academy, he wanted to step on my name to come to the top and be the ladder for him to advance. If so, how can he succeed?

I really don't want to take the slightest bit of risk in this! "

Jiang Tongyuan put his hand on Wang Dian's shoulder, pressed slightly, and said earnestly:
"Brother Wang, I know that your Taoism is extraordinary, but that Chen Heng, judging from these few battles, he is really a character. He may have hidden some powerful means, and the only way to act is to seek victory in a steady state." reason!

Let's be patient for now, what is the temporary ridicule of others?What are you and I, why bother to take into account their thoughts?Don't look at Chen Heng's current glory, but if he wants to overestimate his abilities, he will become a laughing stock!
Just wait quietly, after this battle is over, brother Zhuo will personally pour wine for you and make amends! "

"..."

Wang Dian frowned.

After thinking for a while, he finally shook his head and gave up for now.

"I have pity on you, what do you think?"

He suddenly looked into the distance, the woman behind the screen.

"Don't call me that, Wang Dian, if you still can't learn how to speak, then learn how to shut up."

Jiang Daolian's voice was soft, like the fog and clouds blowing across his face in the morning, but with a bit of alienation and coldness.

Wang Dian's eyes sank, his expression suddenly darkened.
Jiang Tongyuan screamed in his heart that something was wrong, he quickly gave Jiang Daolian a hard look, and then went to comfort Wang Dian with gentle words.Demeanor is amiable and easy-going.

Looking at the chaos around him, Wei Yang felt helpless, but he was too lazy to interfere, so he pointed to a young sword repairman and said:
"Wei Zhuo, your swordsmanship is not bad, you will be the next one! Be sure to force Chen Heng to use other means besides Taishi Yuanzhen!"

The tall and thin Taoist of Wei Zhuo nodded his head, moved his body, and jumped onto the Dharma platform.

And after counting interest.

Wait until Chen Heng has finished adjusting his breath.

He drew his sword in his hand and said:

"consult."

Today's invitation to fight.

Although there is no restriction on people from the family taking turns to end, Chen Heng is also allowed to adjust his breath.

However, Chen Heng only took a few breaths, and he adjusted his whole body to the peak, which really shocked Wei Zhuo.

I don't know if it's Taishiyuan's true nature of "the dragon and the sky are bright, and all the truths are in charge", which is unique and wonderful, and can make him not afraid of the loss during the battle.

Or maybe the few people who were defeated in the previous battle did not force Chen Heng's true strength.

Therefore, it was possible for him to restore his true qi to its peak state in a very short period of time.

But no matter which of the above categories.

For Wei Zhuo, it is really not good news.

He looked at the other side of the Dharma platform, that handsome Taoist dressed like snow, firmly grasping the Dharma sword in his hand, not daring to be careless in his heart.

"Ask for advice."

Chen Heng arched his hands and said.

Now after a few fights, those members of the aristocratic clan also knew what he meant.

If the battle is defeated, the alchemy will be handed over to Mi Hui who is under the platform, but there is no need for Chen Heng to waste a lot of words before the fight.

In full view.

People from these aristocratic families did not dare to shoddy or falsely respond to the story, and with Mi Hui staring at them, they couldn't stir up ghosts in it.

At this time.

Chen Heng caught a glimpse of the magic sword in Wei Zhuo's hand, and couldn't help but smile.

"Sword repair?"

he asks.

"It's just a method of protecting the Dao, so it shouldn't be called that." Wei Zhuo shook his head.

"turn out to be."

Chen Heng smiled noncommittally, called out the Qinglu sword, and held it in his hand: "This brother, please!"

"You also know swordsmanship?"

Wei Zhuo's expression changed, but the matter had come to this point, and there was no room for him to plan and think again.

So he mobilized his true qi, pointed with a single finger, and then controlled the flying sword, turned it into a long light, and slashed at Chen Heng!
And Chen Heng's thoughts turned, and the Qinglu sword also turned into a beam of sword light, and he firmly blocked the killing sword in the sky.

Immediately do not retreat but advance.

With the momentum of soaring into the sky and piercing the clouds, she unleashed a brilliant brilliance and slashed straight at Wei Zhuo's leader of Liuyang!
……

……

The sword energy was stirring endlessly, clanging and piercing.

Both of these are the second realm of swordsmanship - the realm of sword intent transforming form.

For a while, it was barely a match.

But it's just the effort of a small stick of incense.

Wei Zhuo gradually showed his weakness, and Chen Heng keenly caught a small gap, and swung the sword light into five feet around his body.

In an instant.

Wei Zhuo was a little overwhelmed, the veins on his forehead twitched wildly.

"Wei Zhuo has been taught by the elders of the clan since he was a child, and what he has heard and heard are all excellent swordsmanship experience, but even so, is he still no match for Chen Heng? In the end, he still lacks some experience... "

Wei Yang closed his eyes, he no longer wanted to watch the battle situation on the stage, and sighed in his heart:
"But this son of Chen Heng, how old is he, why does he have such superb fighting skills experience? Even I feel a little ashamed... Could it be that he started learning fighting skills while he was still in the mother's womb? "

Wei Yang smiled wryly in his heart, feeling quite helpless.

And he has a good vision, so he can see that Wei Zhuo is doomed to fail, it's just a matter of how long it will last, and it's irreversible.

But in the eyes of people from some aristocratic families.

Wei Zhuo was only slightly at a disadvantage, and soon he was able to turn his odds back.

For this reason, an aristocratic monk named Huang Dalun started a dispute with other people, and the quarrel was so intense that it attracted countless attentions.

soon.

When the scene of the dispute seemed to be intensifying.

On the Dharma platform, Chen Heng's sword qi spun a few times, swam through the attack like a fish swimming, and then with a scream, he split Wei Zhuo's flying sword!

Between the electric light and the flint.

It landed firmly on Wei Zhuo's neck!
Silence for a long time.

Wei Zhuo sighed, bowed his head and said:
"Junior brother is a veteran in combat, very proficient, I am not as good as you, I lost this battle..."

As soon as this sentence comes out.

There was an uproar in the arena.

Those aristocratic children who were still arguing with others stopped immediately.

Among them, Huang Dalun, who was the loudest, was more like a black bird with its neck stuck, and he was speechless.

In the eyes of most of the Taoists in charge, they can only see countless sword qi entangled together, colliding and making noises, which is really dazzling and beautiful.

But he couldn't see clearly the thin sword moves in it.

Unexpectedly, just a little distraction, the winner or loser has already been decided on the stage, they couldn't help being surprised.

Don't talk about them.

Even some disciples who entered the foundation-building realm were surprised and frowned.

"The time has been delayed for a long time, and I have warmed up. Next, I will no longer hold back my hands. Only by doing things with thunder can I show the effect of knocking mountains and shaking tigers!"

After Wei Zhuo sadly jumped off the platform, another beautiful girl, Zu Sheng Yuan Guang, stood up.

Chen Heng smiled and made up his mind.

……

And after the beautiful girl came to justice.

There was a slight silence in the originally noisy venue, it was obvious that she had a great reputation in this courtyard.

Even Huang Dalun, who was already stunned, became excited and shouted triumphantly to everyone:

"This is Senior Sister Ji, she defeated the Five Monsters of Xiaoyin Mountain with her good swordsmanship when she was young, and even—"

Boom!

The words are not finished yet.

Chen Heng then used all his strength to shoot out a beam of innate sun light, and the protective means that the girl frantically sacrificed were torn apart like paper.

Only a pop was heard.

The girl fell to the ground weakly, and was protected by Qiao Yu's magic power at the last moment, barely saving her life, but she was also unconscious.

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the arena.

Then another Taoist Yuguan yelled violently, and flew towards him.

"Senior Brother Xin is even more powerful. His Nine Spirits and Yang Marquis technique has been taught by the elders of the Xin clan. It is so powerful that even the high skills of the Zifu realm cannot be taken lightly!"

Seeing this, Huang Dalun spoke loudly again.

And his voice just fell.

Seeing Chen Heng's sleeve robe, dozens of drops of bleak red water flew out, smashing the nine spirit god generals into powder in an instant.

And that Senior Brother Xin also rolled off the platform.

More air out, less air in...

"Gentlemen in front, how can you be allowed to act fiercely?! Let Deng Mou come and meet you!"

After a while.

Another person stood up with a sword, and jumped onto the altar in a rage.

"Everyone, this battle is over! This Senior Brother Deng is proficient in lightning techniques! He used to drive lightning to make arrows, and killed hundreds of monsters in a row. If he goes out, he will definitely be able to catch them!"

Huang Dalun laughed again, with a very firm tone!

Om!

The war is not three-in-one.

Brother Deng was defeated in the red water all over the sky, and jumped off the platform on his own initiative.

He stared fiercely at the bewildered Huang Dalun, shouted in embarrassment, covered his face with his sleeves, and finally flew away directly on Qi, fleeing from Baishi Peak.

"..."

Facing all the mocking gazes, those hundreds of pairs of eyes.

Huang Dalun's throat constricted, but his face still pretended to be nonchalant, quite calm.

And not long.

Another person shouted angrily and jumped onto the platform.

Huang Dalun was overjoyed when he saw this, and quickly made amends:
"This is my elder brother, Huang Ruzhen! Brother Ruzhen——"

boom!
The divine light of the innate sun emitted by Chen Heng suddenly split into two and then into four, catching Huang Ruzhen by surprise, his breastbone burst and his limbs were pierced, dripping with blood.

……

"This is Zhou Shu—"

boom!
……

"Senior Sister Xiyue has practiced the True Light Method of Yuanfu Manifestation, she—"

boom!
……

"Brother Cheng was fed with jade liquid gold paste since he was a child, and he can fight tigers and leopards at the age of three!"

boom!
……

"My brother Han Zhou looks like a real person!"

boom!
……

As one figure after another was knocked off the stage one by one, the dust scattered.

Huang Dalun's voice also became lower and lower, as small as a gnat, inaudible.

In the end, he simply didn't say a word.

It's just like a clay sculpture and wood carving, staring blankly, but can't make any sound.

And on the altar.

However, the more Chen Heng fought, the more relaxed he felt, and there was a sense of ease and accessibility as he broke free from the shackles and let go of his hands and feet from then on!
With a clear shout, he urged the flying sword, and it instantly turned into a rainbow piercing the sky, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye!

The children of the family who were fighting with Chen Heng were shocked when they saw this, and their faces turned pale.

He wanted to dodge to dodge, but the flying sword came too fast, so he hastily summoned a small tortoise shell shield and blocked it at the front door.

But when the sword light slashed, the small tortoise-shell shield was chopped off so that sparks flew everywhere, and it was shaken far away.

Then with a swipe upwards, half of his neck was chopped open!
I felt that Jian Guang was suddenly frozen by a powerful force, unable to advance an inch.

Chen Heng knew that it was the jailer who had taken action to protect this person's life, so he also recalled Feijian to his hand, and smiled softly:
"Assignment."

"..."

The blood flowed profusely from the neck of the man on the altar, and he had been secretly running the Xuan Gong for several weeks before he stopped the injury.

He looked at Chen Heng in shock, his lips moved again and again, as if he wanted to say something harsh, but he still didn't say a word.

He jumped off the altar in a panic, and hurried into the crowd, looking out of his mind.

now.

Everyone is silent.

There was a moment of silence in the field, as if a needle could be heard.

If it was said that when Chen Heng knocked Liu Quan off the court earlier, they just watched it as a joke and didn't take it seriously.

But as the fight intensified.

Their mood also gradually changed from surprise, panic and apprehension, and finally turned to horror.

until now.

There was even a faint chill on the back, which made people's hair stand on end!

Facing many complex gazes, Chen Heng raised his eyelids, his expression remained calm, he turned a blind eye.

"Which senior brother will teach you the next game?"

He looked around the audience without changing his expression, and suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

No one answered.

He furrowed his brows, his eyes shone brightly, like two stars hanging in the sky, his aura was extremely pressing, and he shouted:
"Who is going to play?"

Still, no one dared to answer.

When Chen Heng glanced over, some people even lowered their heads unconsciously, unable to face them at all, and kept silent.

in this way.

After Chen Heng asked three more times, there was no response.

He parted his lips and smiled, his eyes wandered around, and finally fell on Wang Dian's body.

"Presumptuous! I'll fight you!"

Wang Dian saw the silent irony, ignored Wei Yang's repeated gestures, sneered, and shouted.

There was a commotion among the crowd when they heard the words, and there was a hint of excitement in their expressions.

"Yeah!"

Huang Dalun, who had been shrinking his head all the time, became excited again at this moment, opened his throat, and shouted loudly:
"This is Senior Brother Wang Dian, he once got Gu—"

"Brother Huang shut up, don't spoil the big deal!"

Several members of the aristocratic clan suddenly turned pale with fright, spoke in unison, and quickly stopped him.

There was another one who was a little closer, and even hit him directly, covering his mouth in a panic, and gagged him tightly.

"..."

The corners of Huang Dalun's eyes twitched wildly, feeling helpless in his heart.

(End of this chapter)