"Senior Brother Li, how does this boy's strength compare with yours?"

He transformed into the Zi Zi Sheng Sect, and a woman in plain clothes looked at the tall man with a look of inquiry on her face.

"Not as good as me."

Li Xieyun smiled and said: "But it should be similar to you."

"Both of you are capable of competing for the top twenty."

"Do you have so much confidence in him?" The man from Wa Palace said calmly: "He has just entered the holy realm. Even if he has the blood of the ancestral dragon, it is nothing more than this."

"Which one of us in this group is not a genius?"

"We'll see."

Li Xieyun did not argue with him.

"No. 5, No. 6."

As Yang Xuanzhan's voice sounded, two more geniuses came on stage to fight.

However, in the eyes of everyone, they are all ordinary people.

Among all the spectators, the weakest ones are all peak quasi-emperors. In their minds, the real genius is at least at Meng Baiyu's level.

"Number 21, Number 22."

Finally, Nangong Zhandao stood up slowly, his afterimage remained on the spot, and he had already boarded the fighting platform.

Everyone's spirits were lifted.

Number one on the Hidden Dragon List!

Finally it was Nangong Zandao's turn to take action.

"Senior brother, you are polite."

His opponent was a disciple of his Huai Zi Sheng Sect. He was wearing a specially made golden robe and was in the middle stage of the Saint Realm. His aura was sinister and strange. He was clearly a master of magic.

This man was polite and polite, but Nangong Zandao looked indifferent, as if he was unwilling to waste any words on him.

"Junior brother Jin, be careful."

Li Xieyun frowned slightly and warned.

"I know."

The man named Jin smiled.

"Everyone, why don't we make a bet on how many tricks Nangong Zhan Dao can win in this round of competition?" Xuan Yu, the third prince of the Holy Ancestor Dynasty, looked around and chuckled.

"Two moves."

Qi Wuhen spoke out.

"Two moves are too many, I guess it's one move." The gauze woman from Miaofa Sect had a lazy look and a light tone.

"I think so."

Bu Linglong said calmly: "With my level of cultivation, if I want to kill this junior brother, I can only take one move at most. If Nangong Zhandao can win with two moves, it will be too disappointing to our expectations."

"That makes sense."

The top geniuses from Notre Dame Palace and Xiaoxitian Temple all agreed.

"Everyone, if you discuss this matter in front of me, you are not taking me seriously." Li Xieyun's expression was gloomy, and he could not hide his anger.

"Brother Li, don't be angry. We are just discussing. We definitely have no intention of insulting his transformation into the Zizai Sect." The third prince Xuan Yu smiled faintly, with a hint of indifference in his eyes.

The Holy Ancestor Dynasty rules one side, but his strength is not inferior to that of the Holy Ancestor. He is not afraid of Li Xieyun.

"snort!"

Li Xieyun snorted coldly. Although he felt that Junior Brother Jin could not block Nangong Zhandao's move, everyone's discussion still allowed him to break through the defense.

"start."

Yang Xuanzhan said in a serious voice, with deep hope in his eyes.

"Senior Brother, I heard that your sword skills are superb and have unpredictable abilities. I would like to learn from you. Please draw your sword, Senior Brother." Junior Brother Jin stared at Nangong Zhan with a burning gaze, extremely cautious.

"You are not qualified."

Nangong Zhandao shook his head and said.

"..."

Junior Brother Jin was ashamed and angry. No matter what, he was very famous in the sect and was a once-in-a-hundred-year genius. In the eyes of Nangong Zhandao, he was not worthy of him drawing his sword?

"Senior brother is too arrogant."

"As expected of the young master, he is even crazier than the young master." Qi Wuhen laughed.

"He has capital."

Meng Feixian glanced sideways at Qi Wuhen, "You can't."

"Sister Meng, how can a man say no?"

Qi Wuhen was not convinced, "I am not what I used to be. I am no longer the Qi Wuhen I was seven days ago."

"Shut up."

Meng Feixian had a headache.

boom!

On the battlefield, Junior Brother Jin activated his magic power and took a golden sword. His aura instantly became extremely fierce, as if a magic sword was unsheathed.

"Nangong Zhandao, I also practice swordsmanship. I think it is rare for me to meet an opponent among my peers. Let me see how big the gap is between your swordsmanship and mine."

Sonorous!

Junior Brother Jin summoned his magic power and slashed towards Nangong with one strike.

In an instant, sword energy erupted between heaven and earth, endless, flooding the place where Nangong Zhandao stood.

His magical sword skills are famous for their weirdness and speed. They combine the three laws of space, darkness, and destruction, making them appear elusive and impossible to guard against.

With this slash, even practitioners of the same realm will be killed by him.

"He does have some abilities, but it's a pity that he met Nangong Zhandao."

The third prince Xuan Yu said indifferently.

Keng!

The sky was full of sword energy, and Nangong Zhandao was swallowed up by the sword light. He remained motionless, allowing the sword energy and sword light to enter his body, but not a hair on his body was hurt.

After a few breaths, the sword light dissipated, and Nangong Zhandao appeared in the eyes of everyone unscathed.

"How can this be?"

Junior Brother Jin's pupils shrank suddenly. He used 70% of his strength in this strike, but Nangong Zhandao did not use a trace of magic power from beginning to end, making a judgment.

"good."

Xuan Yu cheered.

Nangong Zhandao's power made everyone feel the pressure.

However, Xuan Yu didn't have a trace of fear, but instead had a high fighting spirit.

If you can fight Nangong Zhandao, this trip will not be in vain.

"Fancy."

Nangong Zhandao said indifferently.

"Nangong Zhandao, I don't believe you don't draw your sword!" Junior Brother Jin was also angered. He used Xuan Gong, and nine Taoist palaces appeared, and nine different laws were brewing in them.

A huge Yuan Shen entered the Tao Palace, and Junior Brother Jin's power completely exploded.

boom!

The Yuan Shen held the sword, and the nine laws were integrated into one. He let out a long roar, and the divine patterns filled the sky and circled the void. The golden sword swept across thousands of feet, the wind and thunder shook, and the space collapsed.

Boom!

The dazzling golden light condensed on the magic sword, and it slashed towards Nangong Zhandao.

Sonorous!

This sword slashed out, and the power of law bombarded Nangong Zhandao's body. He remained motionless, as if he was invulnerable to all forces.

The golden sword was slashed, and Nangong Zhandao gently pinched the golden sword with two fingers, breaking all the offensive attacks of Junior Brother Jin.

Junior Brother Jin was numb.

The swordsmanship and talent he was so proud of were completely insignificant in front of Nangong Zhandao.

His moral integrity was broken.

"Junior Brother Jin, quickly admit defeat."
To be continued...