Chapter 842

Under the Tianshan Mountain, countless strong and powerful breath blooms, filling the space, gorgeous and incomparable.

I saw a bright figure rising into the sky and walking in the front. It was like bathing in the divine light. It was very gorgeous. A dragon shadow was released from the body and opened the way for it in the front.

This figure is naturally a jade for thousands of years.

Before, his deeds of stepping down on the rooftop spread all over Tianhuang City, and rumors were everywhere. Many people questioned his strength and said that he was not worthy of being the son of the jade hall. He didn't respond. He just waited for the moment to prove himself with real actions.

He wants to tell everyone that he is Yu Qianqiu.

"Roar, roar, roar..."

The sound of the dragon's singing constantly sounded, shaking the heaven and earth, and everyone's eardrums seemed to be torn apart. Everyone saw dragon shadows opening their way in front, straight up the rooftop steps, and behind them, jade walked through the ages, just like walking on the flat ground. How natural and unrestrained.

Many people just got close to yuqianqiu. They only heard the roar of the dragon. Their bodies were swept by the Dragon shadows and flew directly to the roof.

"The ninety-nine steps on the rooftop test not only strength, but talent. Those with unparalleled talent can climb up."

Countless people were shocked and stared at the figure with infinite light. They really realized how terrible jade Qianqiu's talent was. They ignored the threat of the roof and flew directly up. It was powerful.

At the same time, Chang SUN Hao and Mo Wushuang are unwilling to fall behind and use their own means to climb the roof.

At the same time, the emperor changsun and the strong men of the devil hall were also climbing up, standing in the middle of the ladder, escorting them and blasting down those who wanted to come up.

After all, Ximen Guyan has a strange character. No one knows what the rules of Ximen Guyan competition are. The more people climb the roof, the greater the threat. Naturally, it's better to eliminate it early.

Below, Xuanyuan embraces his chest with both hands and looks at the crowd going towards the rooftop with a cynical look. He has no choice but to say: "what's the use of going early? In the end, it's not all going to lose to me."

The sword's face pulled out and looked at Xuanyuan's way to break the sky: "don't you do it yet?"

"Don't worry, the final axis is the strongest." Xuanyuan's calm way of breaking the sky.

"Then I'll help you solve some people." The sword opened his mouth at will, stepped forward and walked towards the heaven platform.

He didn't ask for a marriage today, just to clear the obstacles for Xuanyuan.

"Get out of here!" A strong man in the devil hall raised his hand and blew out a devil's handprint. The devil's power suppressed the void and killed a figure who had just come up.

The man looked up and saw a magic seal covering the sky. His face changed dramatically and immediately released his breath. His palm stretched out to resist the magic seal. He only heard a roar. The man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his body burst open. The blood and flesh were wrapped by the magic gas and finally disappeared.

"So cruel..." many people who are ready to come up are frightened. The strong ones of the three forces stand in front. Who dares to go up?

Whoever goes up will die.

Of course, the strong of the three forces can't stop everyone. They are mainly aimed at casual cultivation. Those who are supported by many people don't move.

At this time, many casual practitioners showed their retreat intention. They just wanted to have a try, but they didn't want to take their lives and take risks. It's not worth it at all.

However, at this time, a figure in black passed by the crowd, with a cold temperament, which made people shiver.

All the people saw that he was holding a long blue sword in his hand and stepped on the first step of the roof without flying, as if he really wanted to climb it step by step.

"This is..." someone saw the black back with a trace of doubt, as if he had seen it somewhere. Suddenly, he trembled, as if he remembered something, and shouted, "sword... It's the sword!"

The voice fell, and countless eyes fell on the figure ahead, looking shocked and inexplicable.

I've always heard that sword has the name of sword mania. He has great attainments in Kendo and is invincible against Xuanyuan Shatian. At this moment, he even climbed up.

"The sword is up, but Xuanyuan hasn't broken the sky yet." I don't know who shouted out a voice and immediately attracted the attention of the crowd to Xuanyuan Shatian.

All the people saw that Xuanyuan Shatian was still standing below, with no intention of climbing the roof, which made them wonder. Didn't the sword compromise, but Xuanyuan Shatian voluntarily gave up?

Of course, they would not think that the sword forced Xuanyuan to give up. After all, those people in Xuanyuan Palace are not vegetarian.

When the crowd looked at the sword again, their look suddenly solidified there. In the blink of an eye, the sword had reached the 32nd floor and nearly one-third of its height.

"Stop him!" The eyes of a strong man in the Yuhua hall were like electricity. He was cultivated into the eight levels of the king of the Yuan Dynasty. The rules of the sword flowed on his body, and his fingers stabbed him forward. A sword Qi ran through the void like streamer.

The pupils of the sword contracted slightly without looking at the sword Qi. When the ghost sword was waved in his hand, I didn't know how many sword Qi were cut out. A sense of desolation filled the air. In an instant, the sword Qi annihilated the void.

"Puyi..." the sword light was buried by the sword Qi and disappeared instantly, while the sword Qi continued to spread. The strong man in the Yuhua hall suddenly felt a sense of desolation coming on him, and the vitality in his body seemed to be passing away, not an illusion.

"No..." his face was very painful. His face gradually lost its blood color and became pale. His long black hair turned into snow-white in an instant, and even his skin became dry and shriveled, as if he had aged for decades in an instant.

Other strong men felt a little flustered when they saw this scene, and their eyes towards the sword showed a thick color of fear.

A random blow has such power. It's a god of killing.

The sword looked at the person in front of him indifferently. His lips wriggled and spit out a cold voice: "under the peak of King yuan, roll."

The moment the crowd heard the sound, they suddenly set off a storm in their hearts. In a word, they let all the people at the peak of the yuan King roll. How overbearing.

A terrible thought came out of someone's heart. Did he want to sweep everything with one person's power?

"Very overbearing." Xuanyuan looked at the figure of the sword thoughtfully, and his eyes twinkled with excited light. He was very clear that the sword really broke out and was not much weaker than him.

At the moment, the strong faces of the three forces are very cold. They look at the sword with a strong intention of killing. Let them all roll. Do they really think they are strong?

The sword glanced at the strong ones of the three forces, frowned and said, "don't go?"

"You are too presumptuous!" A terrible demon roared out, and a huge demon shadow was shrouded on the sword. The terrible demon will broke out madly, just like a raging beast, trying to bury the sword in it.

"It's terrible..." the crowd was shocked by the sight and couldn't speak.

The devil's will became stronger and stronger, filled with space and crushed everything. The body of the sword had been completely wrapped by the devil's shadow, and there was no sword intention, as if there was no life.

"How powerful I am when I am a sword maniac, but so!" Seeing that there was no movement in the devil hall, the strong man immediately looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Do you really think you can trap me?" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the man's ear, the smile on his face suddenly solidified, and an ominous sign appeared in his heart.

The next moment, in the heavy shadows, a figure in black rose into the sky and fell in front of the man like lightning. The blue sword light crossed the void and brought a long blood line.

There was a very narrow red line around the neck of the strong man in the devil hall. His face was particularly exaggerated, his eyes were wide open and showed a thick unwilling color.

Then the man fell back slowly and fell into the void.

Void, silence.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the cold figure in front of him. He was a little thin, but he was very straight. Standing there was like a peerless sword, blocking everything. No matter how strong your strength was, he killed it with one sword.

The sword was famous in yunhuang before. After this war, the people of Tianhuang city will know his name.

"Very strong, with a trace of his style." Below, a rough figure murmured, staring at the figure of the sword.

"Try it?" A man nearby smiled.

"Go." A sharp color flashed in the eyes of the rough figure, not to recruit relatives, but to fight with Zhu Tianjiao.

In another direction, Yan Qingyun and others are also watching the scene on the rooftop.

"Much better than before." There was a flash of brilliance in the beautiful eyes of Yan Qingyun.

Hearing the speech, Qing'er glanced at the domineering figure on the rooftop and said to Yan Qingyun, "Miss, do you know him?"

"Yes." Yan Qingyun smiled and nodded. She not only knew each other, but also practiced together.

"Within three breath, if you don't go, kill." An indifferent voice came out of the mouth of the sword.

The voice fell, and the faces of the three forces suddenly changed. It was a shame to be so threatened. However, the strength of the sword was really terrible. Unless they shot together, it would be difficult to stop him.

At this time, under the rooftop, there are two figures stepping on the stairs, both of which are the seven storey peak realm of the king of the Yuan Dynasty.

Many people looked at the two faces and were shocked. They all made such a sensation. Do they want to go up?

Not afraid of death?

However, when they saw the next scene, their faces immediately solidified there, as if they saw an extremely incredible scene.

"Boom!"

The roaring sound came out. One of the rough young people was holding a long golden stick. His breath was violent and fierce. His body revealed unparalleled fighting intention, like a natural God of war.

The long golden staff swept through the void and turned into thousands of virtual shadows. I don't know what terrible power it contains to resist the pressure released from the rooftop. He went up step by step as if he had no effort.

The other person held a pair of gilded sledgehammers, and his arms seemed to have tens of thousands of powerful forces. He constantly swung the sledgehammer and hit the void. The space sent out a harsh sound explosion, which was directly distorted and deformed by the great force.

"What a terrible force!" Everyone opened their eyes one by one. These two talents were no more than the eight levels of the king of the yuan. However, their attack power was not inferior to the strong ones in the nine levels of the king of the yuan.

"It seems that the martial arts competition has really attracted a lot of Tianjiao. They want to become famous and move the world with this grand event." Some people said with emotion.

At this time, a space not far from the rooftop suddenly broke open, and endless spirit array light bloomed out, dazzling.

In that glory, a line of figures strolled out. The first one, a man and a woman, was very conspicuous. The man's temperament was outstanding, romantic, and the woman had a beautiful face and noble temperament.