The situation above the square of the Patriarch's Hall is changing.
Many people were so shocked by what happened one after another that they could not recover.
Master Daoxuan looked at Lu Wenyu in the distance.
The academy is responsible for maintaining the rules between practitioners and mortals in the world, and is also the arbiter of this case. Whether Shen Yu can participate in this competition, his words are actually also very important.
Moreover, the final winner of this competition will go to Zhongzhou Academy. If the academy is not willing to recognize it, then it will be meaningless whether Shen Yu participates or not.
Lu Wenyu frowned slightly, hesitant.
Making a decision on behalf of Zhongzhou Academy is not a simple matter.
After a while, he looked at someone in the field with uncertainty in his eyes.
It's Su Mo.
The latter smiled slightly at him.
Then Lu Wenyu pondered for a moment and said, "Okay."
...
Things in the world are always full of surprises and uncertainties, and they will continue along this winding line.
The road to the great road is full of dangers, and where there is life, there will be death.
All the disciples from the Law Enforcement Pavilion of Qinglu Palace withdrew, leaving only two people standing on the high platform.
"You are really good at telling stories."
Zhang Jian stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I don't know if you are arrogant or confident. The little trick you used that time is of no use now."
Naturally, Zhang Jian had heard of this when he gathered his spiritual power in one place, and then suddenly erupted into a power beyond his own realm.
Shen Yu didn't even look at him, but moved his eyes to the statue standing on the north side in the distance.
In many years, this was the first time that someone had forced me to say so many words, and I was reminded of some unpleasant memories, so I felt very bad.
He once told Ding Yi that he didn't have that much patience to reason with people.
If he were elsewhere, he would never have given so many explanations and talked about so many meaningless truths.
No one is qualified to judge him. Why should he, Shen Yusheng, explain to others when he acts?
There's just something different here.
Shen Yu is willing to use a little bit of patience and truth accumulated over more than three thousand years to use it on Daozong.
The reason was naturally the silent statue in front of him. After all, this boy was his only disciple.
Therefore, he did not resist and was willing to enter Siguo Cliff. He was even willing to reason with Tao Zong calmly.
But now, the truth is over.
Patience ran out.
Shen Yu asked lightly: "Mingjian's injury?"
Zhang Jian nodded, sneered and said, "I did it."
Shen Yu said oh.
Then a bloody wooden sword appeared in his right hand.
Zhang Jian put away his playful thoughts and looked solemn, because there was still a trace of fear in his heart.
Because of the Master's Zi Zi Sword, the Qinglu Palace Fang hated that the capital of Chen and Cambodia had been defeated by this handsome man in front of them.
...
If the gap between the two people in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm and the Immortal Movement Realm were compared to other people, there would be no need to think about the outcome.
But this person is Shen Yu, so it seems that realm is no longer important.
Yu Wenwen, Fang Hen and other disciples who were also in the Immortal Ascension Realm looked at the two of them intently.
Zhang Jian sneered in his heart, does this person think that the tricks he used back then can still be used now?
The master had spent a long time to find out everything about Shen Yu's experiences from his youth to the present. He thought that he would be able to eliminate him with the help of Yunyang Temple, but he didn't expect that he would still appear in the competition in the end.
middle.
Shang Yingluo looked at the field with high spirits and waved to Shen Yu from time to time.
It was the first time for Yang Liu to see Shen Yu fighting with someone. The last time she performed martial arts in the Four Halls, she was recovering from her injuries at Zuowang Peak. At this time, she had a worried look on her face.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Shen Yu is only at the Golden Core Realm, can you beat that person?"
she asked nervously.
Su Mo thought for a while and said with a serious expression: "I'm worried about another problem."
Yang Liu was a little stunned, and then he saw Master Dao Fan on the side with a serious expression on his face. He couldn't help but become more nervous and said, "What's the problem?"
Su Mo sighed and said, "Junior brother is in a very bad mood right now. I'm afraid that he accidentally kills Zhang Jian. What should I do then?"
Master Dao Fan nodded and said: "Yes, I am also worried about this problem."
Yang Liu heard the conversation between the two and was speechless.
...
Master Daoxuan said: "Start."
In an instant, Zhang Jian stepped forward, the long whip Lingbao in his hand rushing forward like a spiritual snake, but his moves were mediocre.
Shen Yu stepped to the left, and the shadow of the whip crossed his previous position, and then left a deep mark on the ground.
Zhang Jian's expression remained unchanged, he jumped for joy, and even raised a curtain of black whip to cover Shen Yu.
As the whip curtain approached Shen Yu, Zhang Jian's spiritual power suddenly condensed into one point, and thousands of whip shadows instantly merged into one, turning into a black dragon and thrusting forward.
This is the lifelong spiritual power of a practitioner in the middle stage of the Ascension Realm. He opened his sword and fired it instantly, causing the long black whip to make a harsh sound.
Shen Yu didn't care and raised his hand gently.
Then there was a dull sound of flesh and blood clashing between the two of them.
Zhang Jianzhi fought with Shen Yu hundreds of times in an instant. The shadows of their fists were like the wind, the long whip magic weapon and the bloody wooden sword collided with each other. Moreover, the two of them were getting faster and faster, and the hard ground in the field was splashed.
Countless gravel.
What Zhang Jian used this time was the inherited skill of Zuowangfeng - "Dragon Slaying Jue".
The previous defeat of Ming Jian relied on this secret technique. The power of this decision was extraordinary. He was the only one in the entire Zuowang Peak who was qualified to inherit this technique.
But what surprised him was that Shen Yu's wooden sword always seemed to be able to neutralize the force of the whip in unexpected places, and it seemed so lighthearted.
As a result, the scene suddenly fell into a stalemate, and countless cracks were drawn on the hard green stone ground.
Zhang Jian whip is as powerful as a dragon.
Shen Yu clasped one hand behind his back, his sword energy like the wind.
As time went by, some people also discovered that Shen Yu's sword moves seemed to have no formula at all, they were all bland, like drawing circles over and over again.
One circle follows another.
Master Dao Fan looked surprised. He had often seen Shen Yu boxing in the bamboo forest when he was at Feilai Peak. He was also drawing circles here. He didn't expect that even his sword moves were like this today. It looked like nothing.
It has no lethality, but I didn't expect it to be so wonderful.
Even the great monks who had reached the physical realm were so surprised, not to mention the young disciples who had just stepped into the Tao realm, and each one of them looked so intoxicated.
The main curtain move of Duzhen Palace was wearing a white veil, and he said with admiration in his tone: "I didn't expect that this kid's sword moves are so smooth. Although our Dao Sect mainly practices law, there are still people who can use such superb skills.
Sword moves, I think the disciples who come to Sword Immortal City are just like this."
boom!
Following a heavy blow, Zhang Jian took a few steps back, panting slightly, his eyes full of doubts.
He used almost all his spiritual power to use the secret technique, and Shen Yu also spent more spiritual power to resolve his offensive, but why couldn't he see that half of his spiritual power was exhausted?
How could a person in the Golden Core Realm possess such majestic spiritual power?
Shen Yu said calmly: "Still fighting?"
Zhang Jian sneered, then took a deep breath, and then slowly hung in the air.
The seven-foot long whip flew into the air with his body, and then a fiery red light suddenly erupted from the whip, like dragon flames.
Zhang Jian lightly described the method and poured all his spiritual power into this spiritual treasure.
The long whip suddenly became much thicker, and then gradually grew in size. After a moment, it turned into a black dragon, with its head raised high, and a dragon roar emitted.
The wind roars and the dragon roars.
Countless people looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"What is this? There is actually a spiritual treasure made from the body of a dragon at Zuowang Peak?"
"This is a dragon. The real dragon in the world has disappeared long ago. Only one can be seen at the far end of the East China Sea."
"A dragon that is comparable to Ascension Realm practitioners has actually been made into a spiritual treasure."
Even Master Daoxuan was a little surprised and murmured softly: "Dragon-killing whip?"
A sneer appeared on Zhang Zhi's lips.
This is an innate spiritual treasure.
This is also the reason why Zhang Jian has been in seclusion for a long time.
Many years ago, when he was traveling in the spiritual wasteland, he obtained this treasure in a secret realm. Unexpectedly, after some sacrifices, he discovered that it was actually an innate spiritual treasure.
Therefore, he deliberately hid this treasure and secretly handed it to his eldest disciple Zhang Jian, instructing him to retreat into seclusion and merge this treasure into his own life spirit treasure, hoping to make a splash in this competition.
Zhang Zhi felt a little regretful at this time. This innate spiritual treasure was originally planned to be unsealed when he faced Yu Wenwen or Fang Hen, but he did not expect that it would be released earlier than this time.
As long as the seal of this spiritual treasure is removed, Shen Yu has no chance of winning.
At this time, Zhang Jian kept making imaginary spells with his hands, like a god descending to earth, and then he softly shouted: "Go."
The black dragon that was constantly circling in the sky let out a roar that shook the sky, and then transformed into several phantoms.
Then, the long black dragon rushed straight away.
Shen Yu's expression was indifferent from beginning to end. When the black dragon was about to arrive in front of him, he took a step forward.
boom!
The spiritual energy scattered in all directions, and countless rubbles rose up.
Smoke and dust filled the entire high platform.
...
The body and organs are integrated into one.
Countless disciples could only stare at this scene blankly, with extremely surging expressions on their faces.
It is an innate spiritual treasure that has such great power after being fused with the divine ascension realm practitioner. If it is an immortal weapon, if it is an Ascension Realm great master.
What a grace that would be.
Everyone let out a sigh. At this time, what could Shen Yu do to resist that shocking blow.
Yu Wenwen looked solemn, and her eyes kept scanning the field, trying to determine something.
Yang Liu secretly took out a green elixir, which was a healing elixir given to him by Shen Yu before. He thought that if senior brother Shen Yu was seriously injured, he would be fine with this elixir.
Zhang Zhi smiled and the boy was defeated.
Numerous large craters appeared on the originally glorious Qingmao Stone ground, and then smoke and dust dispersed in all directions.
Zhang Jian was a little weak, and his face was even more tired that he could not hide, but he felt a little relieved in his heart.
He smiled, today's battle will soon spread throughout the Linghuang, and Zhang Jian's name will also spread throughout the world.
But soon, his smile stopped, because as the smoke dispersed, a figure in a green shirt walked out.
"The sword rises."
Zhang Jian could no longer hear the subtle sound at this time, because a bloody wooden sword passed directly through his body.
Then came the left shoulder, right shoulder, chest, and legs. Countless wounds burst out with red blood, spilling into the air.
Zhang Jian was covered in blood in an instant.
...
Some are too fast, and some are too weird.
No one in the audience made a sound.
Several disciples in Yanfa Hall screamed in surprise at this time.
It turned out that they saw that the wounds on Zhang Jian's body were exactly the same as those on Ming Jian.
The only difference is that one person has a sword wound, while the other person has a whip wound.
Zhang Jian's expression was dull, but the severe pain made him unusually conscious.
He saw Shen Yu's figure. Except for a few corners of his green shirt that were stained with dust, he was completely unscathed.
"How can it be?"
Zhang Jian couldn't understand that the innate spiritual treasure that he had spent several years in solitary confinement could barely harm him, and even though the realm was two stages higher than his own, it could not hurt him at all.
"It's just a spiritual treasure made from dragon bones."
Shen Yu walked up to him, raised her right foot lightly, and said calmly: "I have killed more dragons than I can count."
boom!
Zhang Jian's body flew out in an instant and rolled several times on the ground, leaving blood stains all over the ground. Coincidentally, he happened to fall at the foot of the first seat of Zuiwang Peak.
Zhang Zhi glared angrily.
Shen Yu looked at him, and then said something softly.
This sentence was not deliberately lowered, but was clear and bright, and everyone in the entire Patriarch Hall Square heard it clearly.
Then everyone looked at Shen Yu in shock.
That's it.
You are too weak. This chapter has been completed!