"Damn it, these bastards from Kunlun Gate are actually playing dirty tricks!"
"Let me break his confinement circle!"
Yuan Lang rolled up his sleeves angrily, activated his spiritual energy, and punched the door hard.
Bang!
The next second, the golden light shield fluctuated like sea water, and the force of the shock directly ejected Yuan Lang.
Yang Chen waved his right hand, and a soft force dragged Yuan Lang from behind, landing him firmly on the ground.
"Damn it, this confinement formation is so powerful, it can actually multiply the force of the rebound!"
Yuan Lang felt some numbness in his arms, took a breath and said.
"Junior brother, is there any other way?"
Situ Jing's face was a little angry. Looking at the Qi practitioners from other sects who were heading towards the top of Kunlun Mountain, he snorted coldly: "The old man must have reached the top now. The master of Kunlun Sect Cang Long wants to let us old man
It’s embarrassing.”
"It is very difficult to forcibly break this kind of confinement formation. With my level of cultivation, it will take at least an hour."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, his consciousness continued to explore the confinement formation, and his brows were furrowed.
"Junior brother, it's too late. The competition will start in an hour. If we are late, it will be equivalent to abstaining."
"The people from the Kunlun Sect must be taking revenge for their eldest disciple Shang Yun, and they are taking this opportunity to make us a joke in the Qi training world."
"Kunlun Gate kills two birds with one stone!"
Yang Hehua said worriedly.
"Don't worry, I have other ways. Since it is hopeless to break the formation by ordinary methods, then I will break the formation by force."
"But before that, I need some time to practice something. No matter what happens, don't disturb me."
"Third Senior Sister, Xiaoran will be left to you."
After Yang Chen finished speaking, he took a step forward and the person had already entered the house.
"Junior brother, what's going on..."
It took a long time for Yuan Lang to come back to his senses, his voice trembled slightly, and he said incredulously: "Just one hour, what kind of magic is he trying to master?"
"I believe Yang Chen can do it."
Li Xiaoran said categorically.
After entering the door, Yang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, his consciousness was running, and a golden light bloomed in the sea of consciousness. The method of "Guiyuan Sword Classic" automatically formed a book in his mind and started to turn it over.
"breaking Dawn!"
Yang Chen quickly locked onto a sword technique "Breaking Dawn" in the "Guiyuan Sword Classic". This sword technique was very suitable for his aura attribute power. It was only one move, but it could have the power of Dawn to hit the Arrancar.
This is a swordsmanship practiced specifically for forcibly breaking formations in the "Guiyuan Sword Classic".
Yang Chen had only practiced it in his mind a dozen times before, without any actual operation.
In order to quickly break the confining formation today, he had to practice the "Dawn Break" move to perfection within forty minutes.
Cooperating with the Flying Sword Ling Dong, and with his cultivation power that is close to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir stage, he is 90% sure of breaking the confining magic circle.
The next moment, Yang Chen was immersed in the swordsmanship of "Breaking Dawn".
at the same time.
At the top of the Kunlun Mountains, the rays are shining brightly, and vast clouds and smoke cover the surrounding cliffs.
In the Kunlun Shrine Square on the top of the mountain, the disciples who came to participate in the competition took their seats according to the position of the sect.
In the center of the seats, a huge martial arts stage of nearly 100 square meters, suspended three meters above the ground, slowly rotates. This is the place where today's Qi training competition will take place.
Ten meters away from the Kunlun Shrine, there is a bleacher made of colored glaze floating on it. There are several bronze thrones on which sit the heads of various major sects.
The old man sitting in the middle is wearing a white Taoist robe, white hair, and a silver beard. He looks like an immortal. This man is the sect leader of the Kunlun Sect and the strongest man in China, Cang Long.
Next to Canglong sat Luo Qiushui, the sect leader of the Divine Medicine Villa, followed by Ye Huayue, the sect leader of the Bliss Sect.
Beside Ye Huayue, Zhang Longhu still had a cigarette in his mouth. He squinted his eyes and looked down at the place where the Longhu Mountain disciples were competing and visiting, with a slight frown on his face.
"Where are Zhang Longhu, Yang Chen and the others?"
Ye Huayue also saw that there were only a few disciples in the area representing Longhu Mountain who came to watch the battle and learn, and asked in a low voice.
"Who knows where these boys have gone."
Zhang Longhu said calmly with an indifferent expression.
"Sect Leader Zhang, it's almost time. Your disciples from the Longhu Sect haven't arrived yet. Do we have to wait a moment?"
At this time, the host Canglong, who was sitting on the main seat, said slowly.
His voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on the Longhu Mountain area and started talking about it.
"Master, it's almost time. Besides, there are still so many sects here."
"If it is for the disciples of Longhu Clan and exceeds the stipulated time, wouldn't it be difficult to explain?"
At this moment, Fu Hong stood behind him and spoke in a low voice.
"No wait."
Zhang Longhu snorted coldly, looked at Canglong and said: "Old guy, I'm here to challenge you. As for the other ginseng in our Longhu Mountain not participating in the competition, I have no interest in it."
"Okay, in that case, let's get started."
Cang Long squinted his eyes, glanced at Zhang Longhu and said.
"I now declare that the once-in-a-decade competition has officially begun."
"Because the participating disciples from Longhu Mountain were not present, so..."
Just when Fu Hong was about to announce his abstention.
Suddenly, a golden stream of light struck in the void.
Everyone looked up and saw a handsome young man floating over the Kunlun Temple on a flying sword: "Who said I was late at Longhu Mountain!"