"Brother Dongfang, it's time to start!" Yan Jingyun opened his eyes and spoke calmly...
Dongfang Zhenjian frowned, sighed secretly, glanced at the seven figures on the stage, and said coldly:
"After yesterday's competition, the top eight candidates were selected. They are:
The western group is Dongfang Caixia and Bai Kan; the eastern group is Mi Yurong and Dongfang Qi; the northern group is Baifeng and Tianjiu; the southern group is Zhantian and Zhandi.
Today is the second day of the Genius War, a competition between eight and five. It is very important for you eight. If you enter the top five, you will enter the final test. The rules are still the same. You can surrender and admit defeat, and you can kill your opponent.
At the same time, the number of competition platforms has been reduced from four to two, and the magic array has also been improved. An eighth-level protective array has been added to the inner circle, which was personally arranged by Mr. Yan and is almost indestructible."
"Master Dongfang, what if Bai accidentally breaks through it?" Bei Baifeng looked at the two huge light masks on the Sendai, one red and one silver, and interjected thoughtfully.
Dongfang Zhen chuckled: "Baifeng, the eighth-level formation, is driven by thirty-six top-quality crystals at the same time, and it also communicates with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this mountain. Master Yan said that even the powerful God Transformation can attack in less than three or five hours."
Don't break it. If anyone breaks it again, it will not be a penalty crystal, but a reward of one hundred thousand crystals."
"Eh? Are you serious?" Tianjiu, who was busy muttering to the beauty, suddenly froze, as if a cat had smelled the fishy smell and showed excitement.
Dongfang Zhen snorted coldly: "Is it necessary for me to fool you?"
"Haha! Okay, okay! I really want to break it. Should I exchange the crystal with you or Lord Yan?" Tianjiu cupped his fists and smiled evilly.
"Yan, come on! If you break it, I'll reward you with one million yuan! If you can't break it, you'll be fined one million yuan!" Yan Jingyun said with narrowed eyes, the look of disdain clearly evident on his face.
Tianjiu bared his teeth and hurriedly retreated to the stone bench. On the Immortal Viewing Platform, the originally chirping voices fell silent for an instant.
"Okay, let's start the competition now. The first batch: Dongfang Caixia, who is first in the western group, will face Dongfang Qi, who is second in the eastern group; Zhantian, who is first in the southern group, will face Tianjiu, who is second in the northern group. Second batch: Mi
Yu Rong versus Bai Kan; Bei Baifeng versus Battlefield. The first batch of contestants take the stage!"
After Dongfang Zhen finished speaking, he retreated and sat back on the big chair.
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Dongfang Caixia was about to get up. Under the stage, Dongfang Qi clasped his fists at Dongfang Zhen: "Master, there is no need for the disciples to compete in this round. I am aiming for fifth place."
"Well, very good. Dongfang Qi, it's best for you to have your own position. You can also be regarded as the top force of our young generation in Xilingmen. Only those who can assess the situation will have a future. Okay, since you admit defeat, then Xia'er will not win this game.
Fight and win! Stay tuned and try to get fifth place." Dongfang Zhen nodded and smiled.
"Thank you, Master, for the tip!"
Dongfang Qi bowed solemnly, turned around and sat back on the stone bench.
Mi Yurong pouted her mouth and rolled her eyes at Dongfang Qi: "You villain! I will crush you to death sooner or later!"
The corners of Dongfang Qi's mouth twitched slightly, and he lowered his head and ignored Mi Yurong.
Two streams of light, one green and one silver, shot into the red formation, and Nan Zhantian and Tianjiu appeared almost at the same time.
Nan Zhantian still held his broken sword, closing his eyes and saying nothing. There was no wave on his face, and even the pressure on his body did not leak even a little bit. Only an invisible sword energy was rising rapidly.
"Hey, brother Zhan, we have known each other for several years, and we can be considered friends after all. Come, come, let's drink and eat meat and reminisce about the past!" Tianjiu took out two wine bottles and two spirit pig legs, and ordered half of them.
Nan Zhantian slowly opened his eyes, ignoring the food and wine in front of him, and stared at Tianjiu calmly, the sword energy in his body still rising.
"Hey! Brother Zhan, this wine is your Nanyumen's Drunk Immortal Wine, and the meat is also a second-grade spiritual pork, and it's not poisoned. Don't worry!" Tianjiu grinned and took a bite of the spiritual pork.
He took another sip of wine.
"Fairy Caixia is your Taoist companion?" Nan Zhantian said coldly.
"Huh? That's right! She belongs to me!" Tianjiu was stunned and nodded with a smile.
Nan Zhantian took the wine bottle, raised his head and took a big sip.
“Good wine!”
"Hehe! If it tastes good, drink more. In fact, in life, you should not only have good wine and meat, but also beauties as gentle as jade. Brother Zhan will drink and eat meat today, but he may like beautiful women tomorrow.
Don't make yourself feel like a piece of iron, it's so boring! Look at Tian, drinking, eating, and having sex with female nuns, everything is complete, so happy. Come on, come on, let's drink! Tomorrow I'll ask Xia'er to introduce it to you
A few beauties for you! Gaga gah!”
"No! Wine is the enemy of sword cultivators, and sex is the poison of sword cultivators! This is Zhan's first time drinking Nan Yu's fine wine!" Zhan Tian shook his head.
"Tch! Your fallacy is so funny! Although I haven't practiced swordsmanship, Caixia practiced swordsmanship. Not only did she practice wonderfully with me, she also cultivated nine points of starlight."
"Fairy Caixia's powerful body should not be taken lightly, and is not included in this list."
"That pervert Bei Baifeng, I heard, has also achieved a very high starlight. Look at this house, there are groups of concubines, hiding nine beauties all day long, and he is as happy as a god!"
"No, Bei Baifeng is not a real swordsman. Although the sword's brilliance is extraordinary, it is almost impossible to achieve the integration of sword energy, sword intention and sword radiance."
"Qi, intention, light?" Tianjiu narrowed his eyes slightly. When Nan Zhantian said this, the sword energy on his body had reached a frightening level, as if there were thousands of flying swords coming towards his face.
"That's right! People in the world only know that sword radiance is the key to condensing into stars, and nine stars are the most respected. They ignore sword energy and sword intention. As everyone knows, sword energy is also divided into nine levels, and sword intention has its own nine levels. Thirty-nine percent,
It can split the heaven and earth, it can kill gods and Buddhas!"
"No way? So sharp!" Tianjiu was a little dumbfounded.
"You will know the difference between Zhan's sword and their swords in a moment. However, Zhan's sword will devour blood when it comes out. Although you are the Taoist companion of Fairy Caixia, Zhan will not show mercy. You
Are you ready?"
"Wait, wait! Brother Zhan, Tian wants to ask me, what is the difference between sword repair and sword repair?"
"A sword? It's just a rudimentary one. What's the point of repairing it?!"
After Nan Zhantian finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes again. His cyan robe made a hunting sound, and his body was like a sharp blade, shooting out thousands of sword energy, which was on the verge of exploding.
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Tianjiu was all excited, and hurriedly threw away the wine and meat. He turned his hand and a blue sword suddenly appeared in his hand. It was five feet long and one foot wide. The back of the knife was thick, the blade was sharp, and the blade showed a slight arc. The blue sword
As soon as Fang appeared, he shot out a shocking pressure.
"What a great sword! It's a pity that it's not a top-notch spiritual treasure!" Nan Zhantian felt it for a moment, shook his head and chuckled.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! My wife refined the kitchen knife and used it to warm my heart." Tianjiu said with sour teeth, and a stream of spiritual dust poured into the blade.
Nan Zhantian nodded, then shook his head. His eyes suddenly opened, and his right hand suddenly waved out, with a crisp buzzing sound, and a dazzling light shot out of the sky.
Quickly, it has reached the extreme, the sword is raised in hand, and the light appears;
Accurate, the light is like a thunderbolt, directly hitting Tianjiu's Dantian;
Ruthless, the sword energy was like a blue dragon, instantly covering the space of tens of thousands of feet. In the space, it was like a mountain pressing down on the top, with hundreds of millions of stones pressing out and blessing it, as if it was going to crush the entire space.
"Splitting Soul~!"
Tianjiu withstood the pressure and flew up, holding the knife in both hands and slashing at the flying light.
"Boom~!"
The milky white sword light and the blue sword light met in mid-air. The sword light only paused for a moment before breaking through the blue light and shooting towards the place where Tianjiu stood with the force of breaking bamboo.
"Damn! So sharp!"
Tianjiu roared, took a step diagonally, and disappeared from where he was. When he reappeared, he was already tens of thousands of feet away on the right side. On his left arm, a ferocious bloody mouth was exposed, shooting blood arrows several feet long.
Nan Zhantian slowly released his right hand and the sword was sheathed, leaving only the buzzing sound of the sword.
"Brother Tian's sword light is too weak, but his escape skills are good. You are the first person who can avoid Zhan's sixth-level sword energy!"
"What a ghost! I've already been cut open by you. I'm lucky that I didn't seal my throat with a sword!" Tianjiu jumped violently and clicked his fingers. The bloody arrows on his arms stopped instantly. At the same time, the wound also
Slowly healed.
On the viewing platform, a burst of admiration erupted.
"Old Ghost Zhan, your son is not bad. He bled the God of Plague with one sword stroke and killed him until he was running away." Bai Zhanxiong twirled his sparse beard and nodded.
"Haha, it's funny, it's funny!" Zhan Ji laughed and clasped his fists.
Dongfang Zhen also nodded: "Brother Zhan, why didn't Nan Zhantian take advantage of the victory and pursue it? If he had fired another sword just now, the plague god might have died on the spot!"
"This...I don't know either." Zhan Ji replied with a frown, showing regret.
The faces of Dongfang Caixia and Mi Yurong were both a little ugly. Dongfang Caixia said nothing, but Mi Yurong shot out a ray of consciousness and disappeared into the red light shield.
"Bad guy, can you do it? How come you were bled with just one move?"
"Damn girl, don't always doubt whether your man can do it! Didn't you know it last night?"
"Ahem! Bad guy, you are so bad! That's not what Xiaomi asked!" Mi Yurong's pretty face turned red and she glanced around secretly.
"Oh, you're asking me if I can defeat Nan Zhantian, right? Alas, there's no way, the enemy is too cruel, and the Nanyu sword is also extremely weird. I wanted to try the sword, but I didn't expect that the power was too low.
I couldn't resist his sword energy, so I got hit!"
"Oh, then be careful next time! If I had known better, Xiaomi would have lent you the wooden sword!"
"Go, go! Don't interrupt, just mind yourself!" Tianjiu said, cutting off contact with Mi Yurong. (To be continued.)