Soul Emperor Martial God

The next day, the sword faction square.

Just like yesterday, the elders, deacons, and internal and external disciples gathered together.

They don't know what it will compare today.

But it is clear that today's battle will definitely be exciting.

Because there are now eleven people on the stage.

One is Xiao Yi who was upset yesterday.

The remaining ten people were actually ten chief disciples of the inner church.

These ten people represent the pinnacle of the disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.

These ten people, even if they are placed in the entire Beishan County, are geniuses who can stir the situation.

The Sky Splitting Sword faction has not held a challenge to the chief of the faction for many years.

Because no disciple has this strength.

No disciple offered to challenge.

Until Xiao Yi comprehended 10 Cheng Jijie monument.

Although Xiao Yi himself did not propose a challenge, those who understand 10% of the boundary monument must be challenged by the rules.

Only then has today's contest.

This is, on the stage of the martial arts competition, the ten chiefs all bowed their hands to Xiao Yi.

"Chief of the Medicine Hall, Ye Ming."

"Chief of Huotang, Miao Qianhuo."

"The chief of the animal hall, jade is like a dragon."

"..."

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi, are you ready to deal with our cooperation?"

Ye Ming asked.

As soon as Ye Ming's words fell, the competition stage went under the wind, causing an uproar instantly.

Thousands of disciples talked incredulously.

"What does Ye Ming mean?"

"Joining hands?"

"Xiao Yi wants to fight one against ten?"

"What are you kidding? Dealing with the top ten inner chiefs at the same time? Which genius in Beishan County can do it?"

All the disciples doubted their ears.

On the martial arts stage, Xiao Yi ignored these arguments, and said, "I can learn everybody's brilliant moves at any time."

By the way, Gu Changkong was seriously injured yesterday in Japan, but he has recovered today under the treatment of the elders of Yaotang.

The elder of the Medicine Hall can be said to be the most powerful alchemist in Beishan County, and his methods are naturally extraordinary.

The battle on the competition stage started instantly.

The chief of the ten halls, the weakest are the Eightfold Profound Hole, Ye Ming and Gu Changkong are even half-steps to break the Profound, both of them are low-grade spirit weapons.

Xiao Yi didn't move, and his Wushuang sword quickly swung.

"Qiang Qiang..."

Eight people including Yurulong, the chief of the Beast Hall and the chief of the Ice Hall, Xiao Yi shook them back tens of meters with a single sword.

Xiao Yi is now the seventh layer of Dongxuan, and only one layer of cultivation base from the eight of them.

But in terms of combat power, these eight people are far inferior to him.

Leapfrogging battles and coming to him is commonplace.

Moreover, it is generally more than the number of weights.

"Chang."

Gu Changkong was shocked by Xiao Yi's two swords.

Ye Ming blocked three swords before pushing away.

Xiao Yi also learned that after yesterday's martial arts competition, Ye Ming actually broke through half a step from Dongxuan Ninth Layer.

At this moment, Ye Ming was even stronger than before, once again regaining the strength of the first chief of the inner sect.

"Good strength." Yu Rulong was shocked back with a look of horror on his face.

"What a fast sword." Ye Ming was also slightly surprised, "We joined hands and only made one move, but he could swing six swords at once, easily shaking us back."

"Is this what you can do after comprehending the 10 Cheng Jijie Monument?"

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi." Ye Ming took the lead again. "The younger generation of Beishan County can make me feel bad. You count as the second one."

Xiao Yiyi is so easy to rival ten people.

Ye Ming knew that if he was alone, he would definitely not be Xiao Yi's opponent.

The other nine people followed suit.

Gu Changkong came to Ye Ming's side, and after smashing a sword energy with all his strength, he smiled proudly, "Ye Ming, if you have a backbone, do you finally admit that you are not as good as me?"

"You are very unconvinced in the battle more than four months ago."

Gu Changkong laughed while attacking Xiao Yi with a sword aura.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Ming struck Xiao Yi with a cyan flame, and then frowned, "I'm not talking about the person I am inferior to, not you."

"Joke." Gu Changkong sneered while swinging his sword. "In Beishan County, no one knows Gu Changkong, the chief disciple of my sword hall."

"Anyone, besides you Ye Ming, there is also Xiao Yi, a kid who has gained insight into the Extreme Boundary Monument and has greatly increased his strength in front of him, who is more talented than me."

Ye Ming snorted, "If you think you are better than Ziyan, I have nothing to say."

"Zi Yan?" Gu Changkong sneered. "That old hat that came out of nowhere?"

"Hmph, I've seen so many geniuses who have risen suddenly, but few have the last laugh."

"The non-teacher is famous, and there is no power behind it, but it is so popular, and in the end it is just the end of the fall."

Hearing this, Ye Ming shook his head, "Gu Changkong, your arrogant character will only harm you."

"No wonder you are not as good as me, not as good as Xiao Yi, and even worse as Zi Yan."

After all, Ye Ming moved and distanced himself from him, seemingly disdainful of such people.

On the other side, Xiao Yi kept resisting attacks from all directions.

His sword is fast and fierce; fast and domineering.

No matter how the ten people attacked, it was still difficult to break through his defenses.

It's still the same sentence, he is stronger than him, and I cut it by myself.

The chief of the cold ice hall waved his big hand, and the cold wind swept towards Xiao Yi.

The chief of the animal hall shouted angrily, and a beast roar sounded fiercely.

The chief Wan Mutang put his hands together, and a large number of strange vines and plants that could not be named immediately wrapped Xiao Yi.

Chief of Blade Hall, Chief of Fire Hall...

The attack from the chief of the ten halls came ruthlessly.

A series of attribute attacks such as sword aura, sword aura, ice and fire... instantly ravaged the entire competition ground.

And when these attacks all have the same goal and center, the effect is astonishing.

"Broken." Xiao Yi shouted.

Dozens of sword energy surged out.

That kind of overbearing, that kind of invincibility, makes people afraid.

Sword aura, sword aura, trees... were also easily crushed in Xiao Yi's sword aura.

Thump thump...

Ten people were shaken at the same time and took a few steps back to stabilize their bodies.

"Nine minutes have passed since the time," Ye Ming said solemnly, "There is one minute left, and the outcome will be decided."

"Mulong came to the world." In midair above Ye Ming's head, a vortex of infuriating energy of more than two hundred meters suddenly appeared.

"Thousand beasts roar." On the head of Yuru dragon, there was also a vortex of over 100 feet of true energy.

"A thousand fire hell." Miao Qianhuo shouted.

"Frozen Frost." The chief of the cold ice hall waved his hand.

"..."

The ten people used martial arts without hesitation, and all of them were ground-level advanced martial arts, with amazing power.

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi," Ye Ming shouted loudly, "Today's battle, there is no need to tell the winner."

"You only need to persist for 10 minutes. Our martial arts, you don't have to resist hard, and focus on defense and avoidance."

"Otherwise, you will lose in this battle."

Xiao Yi arched his hands and said, "Brother Xie Yeming reminded."

At this time, the nine people are already preparing to release martial arts.

There is only one person, who hasn't shot yet, it is Gu Changkong.

He didn't seem to be such a good person to Xiao Yi.

Just when the nine people had released their martial arts, Xiao Yi was also ready to resist.

The sword in Gu Changkong's hand suddenly flashed and instantly turned into a Mingkong sword.

For the first 9 minutes, he was only using the lower grade spirit weapon.

Before the competition, the elders said that it is not allowed to use anything above the lower-grade spirit weapon.

At the eighth level of Dongxuan and above, the increase in low-grade spirit weapons has not been much.

Only this can truly test the personal strength of the disciple.

However, middle-grade and high-grade spiritual weapons can greatly increase their strength.

If Gu Changkong used the Underworld Sword, his strength would soar to the point where he was no less than Po Xuan dual layer.

With this strength, he alone is stronger than the other nine chiefs.

This would be quite unfair to Xiao Yi.

"Seven Evil Slash." Gu Changkong's tone became extremely cold.

The nine people on the side changed suddenly.

"Gu Changkong, what are you doing, stop quickly." Ye Ming shouted.

"Despicable." Chief Wan Mutang frowned and cursed.

However, they have nothing to do.

If their martial skills have not been released at this time, they will definitely retract the true energy vortex and stop attacking.

However, the martial arts have been out.

Gu Changkong took out the Mingkong sword just at this moment.

"Xiao Yi." Gu Changkong thought fiercely, "I was originally the protagonist in today's battle."

"I am the one who deserves the attention of everyone on this martial arts stage."

"all because of you."

"Hmph, there is no high-grade spirit weapon in your hand, I see how you can block my Qisha Slash."

At the same time, in the elders' table, the great elder looked at the elder of the sword hall with a cold expression.

"Four elders, I said that Xiao Yi is not allowed to use high-grade spiritual weapons, and Gu Changkong is not allowed to use Mingkong sword."

"I didn't know that Changkong would use the Mingkong sword, maybe he was in a hurry." The elder of the sword hall quibbled.

"You..." The Great Elder was suddenly anxious.

"Hehe." On the contrary, Old Yi smiled faintly, "Fortunately, I already returned the high-grade spiritual weapon to Xiao Yi last night. I want to see who is unlucky."

Everyone's reaction occurred almost in an instant.

On the competition stage, the nine powerful attacks attacked Xiao Yi strongly.

Qisha Slash also followed closely behind, and it was even more powerful.

Xiao Yiyi was not afraid, and did not even use the Blood Slaughter Sword, only Wushuang Sword shook slightly.

"Cut the sea."

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