The sword energy cut through the sky and also shocked everyone's hearts. At that moment, Long Chen seemed to be above all the ways and became the king who dominates the eternal king.
Even the elders stood up one after another and looked at the shadow of the sword in Long Chen's hand with shock.
"cut"
Long Chen shouted with a sudden shout, and if the gods judged, the long sword slashed at the ghost sand.
Guisha was shocked. He never expected that Long Chen would have such a terrifying combat skill and could only fight to resist with all his strength.
"boom"
Like a sword slashing the galaxy, gravels collapsed, the sky and the earth trembled, and the waves of air rose up and swept across all directions.
"Oops"
Tu Fang's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his big hand and an invisible big hand appeared to protect Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu, who were closest to the battlefield.
"Everyone be careful, let's go down to defend together"
After Tu Fang protected the two of them, he shouted at everyone.
When everyone heard this, they all luck protected their whole bodies and fell to the ground one after another. Some people looked dissatisfied. Just a small aftermath. Do you have to be so careful?
"boom"
When a terrifying storm swept over, those who were still standing were stunned. The terrifying hurricane was mixed with gravel, which instantly swallowed them.
So the screams echoed the sound of blood from fractures and played an extremely heroic music.
These people used their bodies and blood to fully interpret the principle of "the trees are in the forest, and the wind will destroy them" and the later modern techniques.
When the storm subsided, someone came out of the soil and looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.
More and more people emerge from the soil, but their expressions after seeing the scene in front of them are the same, that is, they are shocked.
"call"
The soil on his body was shaken open, and Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu were not injured, and there was no trace of dust on his body.
A pair of transparent hands slowly dissipated. The two of them had no time to thank Tu Fang for their rescue, and were shocked by the phenomenon in front of them.
A large ditch was bottomless and stretched out into the distance. The entire ground had been deformed and could hardly see its original appearance.
Broken soil and gravel almost flooded everyone. In front of the big ditch that was several feet wide, Long Chen was leaning on the ground with his long sword, his chest fluctuated violently, and he kept gasping.
Not far away, Guisha's arm and parts below his waist disappeared, like a wooden stake standing up there.
"I actually won?"
Tang Wan'er was surprised and happy and shouted loudly: "Long Chen, go and chop off his head, you are the core disciple."
Now most of Guisha's body has disappeared and she is powerless to resist. If she hadn't both her and Ye Zhiqiu had already run over and chopped off Guisha's head.
Tu Fang's face showed a smile. Although there was a suspicion of giving Long Chen a small hospital at the beginning, the difficulty of this assessment was enough to make anyone shut up.
Long Chen's strength is beyond doubt. It would be a pity if such a person didn't give him a quota for core disciples.
But it was really difficult to send out this quota. Several times even Tufang thought that they were going to fail.
Long Chen took a deep breath, dragged the long sword and walked towards the ghost sand. Now it was time to harvest the fruit.
"Hehe, want to exchange my ghost sand head for rewards? Go dreaming"
Suddenly, the ghost sand roared to the sky, and a violent soul power ran wildly in his body.
Everyone was shocked. They were already like this and could resist. What kind of monster is this guy?
Long Chen was also shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Hey, hey, wait, let's have something to say."
"Tell me, you bastard, I'll curse you for being so sad."
"boom"
After Guisha shouted at the top of his lungs, his whole body suddenly burst out, and the flesh flew everywhere, scattered all over the sky, and he actually exploded.
For a moment, everyone was stunned. This soul was so powerful that he had the strength to explode himself in the end.
"Damn, how do you calculate this?" Long Chen was also stunned. No one was going to exchange for rewards.
I hurried to the place where the ghost sand exploded to see if I could pick up some larger parts and make up counts.
Unfortunately, perhaps Guisha hated Long Chen too much and would rather die by himself than get any benefit from him.
At the cost of scattering his soul, he actually blew his body into pieces. The largest piece was only the size of a finger.
Originally, Guisha did not commit suicide, but after Long Chen cut off his head, his soul would be kept restrained and poured into the next corpse. In fact, he did not have to die. An evil demon who cherished his life was so decisive, which shows how much he hated Long Chen.
Long Chen looked at the ground full of corpses, and couldn't help but cry without tears. He tentatively said to Tu Fang: "Elder Tu Fang, can we calculate without using blocks, can we use pounds to weigh it?"
He knew that if he wanted to piece a complete head, he didn't have to think about it, but he should be able to make up all the things in terms of weight.
Tu Fang looked at Long Chen and couldn't speak for a long time. Could this be the fate of an abnormal number? He clearly gave him a chance, why did he still become like this?
At the same time, he also remembered the leader's advice, not to try to change Long Chen's fate. Now he finally believed that if he forced Long Chen to have a quota of core disciples, it would probably bring great cause and effect to the entire villa, and the villa might even be destroyed.
"Sorry, I can't be satisfied with you this." Tu Fang sighed. He also sympathized with Long Chen, but unfortunately he didn't dare to give him this treatment.
The other elders couldn't help but sigh, wanting to ask Long Chen for love, but when he thought of Tu Fang's selfless personality, he shook his head.
The selfless personality of the Picture Fang is unknown to anyone in the courtyard. Sometimes even the head of the sect is polite to him.
After hearing this, Long Chen's face changed. Just as he was about to speak, Tu Fang waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, although you did not succeed, it is not a failure. The core disciples of Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu are still retained, but as for you..."
"How am I?" Long Chen asked hurriedly.
"I can only follow the rules of the other court and give you an outer disciple." Tu Fang himself felt his face burning. It was too incompetent to do so.
Long Chen immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had not obtained the identity of a core disciple, he was fine, but he could become an outer disciple. As long as he stayed in another courtyard, he still had a lot of opportunities.
What's more, Long Chen was not losing money. At least he tricked the Netherworld Ghost Shadow Step from Guisha. From Guisha's resentment as if he had snatched his wife, Long Chen knew that this thing was definitely a treasure.
But he has no time to practice yet, but no matter what, it is still worth it to take a risk and get a powerful martial art.
Upon hearing this news, Tang Wan'er and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but look disappointed. Long Chen was already in sight of victory, and this ending actually happened, which is really a pity.
However, Lei Qianshang and Qi Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The confidence, which was originally hit by Long Chen, slowly recovered.
No matter how powerful a genius is, without resource supply, it is a cook without rice and a water without source, which will soon be thrown away.
"Long Chen, don't be sad." Tang Wan'er walked to Long Chen and whispered.
Long Chen laughed and shook, "Do you think I am a sad person? If I had been sad because of this little thing, I would have been so sad long ago."
Tang Wan'er's heart trembled when she heard this. Sure enough, Long Chen had experienced many unusual things. Maybe his strength was related to his experience.
Among the people present, only Tu Fang smiled slightly, and only he understood the best how much bullying and oppression Long Chen had experienced, perhaps just in line with the sentence: either burst out in depression or perish in depression.
Of course, Long Chen belongs to the former. He has experienced too many sadness, and this twists and turns is really nothing to him.
"Brother, thank you. Sorry, you've cut off your treasure sword." Long Chen handed the big sword to the big man and said a little apologetically.
Only then did people notice that a big knife was now covered with thumb-sized teeth, which looked like a saw from a distance, which was surprising and funny.
"It's nothing. This long sword can contribute to Brother Long, which is its lifelong honor." The big man took the long sword and said respectfully.
He had already made plans to keep the long sword in the future, which witnessed his friendship with Long Chen.
When Long Chen becomes a peerless strong man in the future, he can proudly take out his sword and pat his chest and say to everyone: Long Chen and I have a life-long friendship. Did you see that, he once asked me who borrowed the sword.
The matter on Long Chen has come to an end. Long Chen did not get the nameplate of the core disciple, but only got the title of an outer disciple.
After watching the battle just now, everyone classified him as a monster-level powerful man, and was also regarded as a monster among monsters.
After everyone returned to their camp, Tu Fang stood in front of everyone, and the audience immediately became silent.
Tu Fang looked at everyone and said, "First of all, congratulations here, you have become disciples of other courtyards, and all the resources of other courtyards will be opened to you in the future.
However, how much you can get depends on your own abilities and whether you are strong enough.
So remember, when you enter the other courtyard, your practice has just begun, because all the resources in the other courtyard require matching strength to obtain it.”
Turning around, he said to those who did not get the assessment quota: "Although you were not selected, you did not come in vain. Many people should have obtained a lot of things in the assessment map, and they did not return empty-handed.
Moreover, the villa has reserved a way for you, and you can choose to stay, but don’t be too happy.
You can practice in other courtyards, but what you enjoy is not the disciple-level treatment. You can receive some meager resources every month and do a lot of work. To put it bluntly, that is a traitor.”
Everyone could stay when they heard it before, but when they heard it, they completely gave up like a deflated ball.
To be continued...