This Qiulong is obviously the martial spirit of the Qionglong sword master.

Moreover, this martial arts Tiangang is vivid and full of charm, like a living thing.

Ling Yi was quite shocked.

This martial arts Tiangang has more charm than the ordinary martial arts Tiangang.

Obviously, this Qiulong Sword Lord is a soul warrior.

In the path of martial arts, soul warriors are just some martial soul mutants in martial arts.

Any warrior actually has a martial soul.

However, some warriors are difficult to evolve in the early stages.

Only by reaching the Tiangang Realm can you condense the martial soul into the martial arts Tiangang.

Although the soul warriors are strong and weak, after condensing the Martial Spirit Tiangang, the martial soul is integrated with the Martial Spirit Tiangang.

Therefore, the martial arts of the soul warrior will be more agile than that of ordinary warriors.

Therefore, Ling Yi could tell at a glance that the Qiulong Sword Lord should be a soul warrior.

Although it was only the martial arts Tiangang, its aura was still much stronger than that of the high priests in the four directions.

This reflects the power of the sword master.

No wonder, Jian Zun Xuan Jing Gen said that Jian Zun was his lifelong enemy.

"roar!"

The dragon's martial soul roared angrily!

Messages appear in everyone's sea of ​​consciousness.

The True Dragon Society has officially begun.

A warrior from Dongyi Athletic Platform emits a dazzling light from the whiteboard real dragon order in his hand.

Guide him to compete on stage.

This is a sword cultivator, Dangong is inciting, and his breath is quite good.

It has obviously reached the level of the Nine Turn True Lord, and among the geniuses of the True Dragon Society, it is ranked at the upper level.

The sword cultivator jumped to the Dongyi Athletic Platform.

"Zhao Xing vs. Xuan Qiu Shuang!"

Light began to burst out from the competitive platform, and the light gathered, forming a row of characters.

This sword cultivator named Zhao Xing was originally eager to try, but his face looked quite excited.

In an instant, it turned into a dead color.

"My luck is too bad!"

Zhao Xing even cried.

He was originally a disciple of Jian Tomb and his talent was pretty good.

He is only about the same age as Ling Yi.

I participated in the True Dragon Club for the first time. I thought I could make a name for myself, but as soon as I got on the court, I met a favorite to win the championship.

This... seems too cold!

"You are still not lucky? I am not lucky!"

"White True Dragon Token, I really... want to swear!"

Xuan Qiushuang appeared on the competitive stage, frowned, and looked at his opponent.

As a genius who is famous for the successor of the Hewu clan, she even surpasses ordinary geniuses.

The genius dragon luck on her was extremely powerful, while the genius dragon luck on her opponent was minimal. Even if she won, it would be difficult to plunder many genius dragon luck.

She wants to improve her genius dragon fortune for the True Dragon Token, and her opponent must be a copper token or above.

Even if it was a black iron token, she didn't see it.

It is best to have more silver tokens to plunder more genius dragon luck.

It can be said that Xuan Qiushuang feels that he is losing money.

"The Wuji Qifeng Sword! Come out!"

Zhao Xing opened his mouth and shot out a sword ball!

For a time, a hurricane broke out, and the sword energy spread through the mysterious state and continued to surge.

A hint of appreciation appeared in Ling Yi's eyes.

This Zhao Xing has good abilities and has the power of sword power. He is obviously considered a sword genius.

The combat power is probably about five stars.

It is enough to compete with the ordinary half-step Venerable, and it is undefeated by hundreds of moves.

All I can say is, it's a pity.

Sometimes, luck is also part of strength.

"Hmph! Go down!"

Xuan Qiushuang snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to it.

With a little finger, a golden sword energy that could be seen in the naked eye roared out, sweeping past the opponent in an instant.

Hissing!

Zhao Xing, who was at the level of the Nine Turn True Lord, instantly shattered the true energy of the body, and blood spit out from his mouth and surged out.

He opened his mouth wide, the sword ball had not yet been formed, and the flying sword technique had not been fully used.

He was defeated and seriously injured in his body.

Zhao Xing's face was ashes and remained motionless.

"Release down!"

The High Priest of Qinglong, who was in charge of the three competitive platforms in the East, spoke.

I don’t know where, a few true king-level monsters flew over.

He carried Zhao Xing away.

At the same time, the major arenas also began their own battles.

Generally speaking, Tianjiao fights are randomly assigned, and they are all masters among the masters present.

Winning and losing often only take a moment.

The competition between the other five competitive platforms is in full swing.

Zhong3 Athletics.

The successor of the Witch Clan did not even take out the Void Battle Halberd.

Just one hand stroke, an unrivaled palm light, like a mysterious aurora that crossed the world, domineering and overwhelming, crushing everything.

Bang!

His opponent, as strong as the first half-step Venerable, was hit out of the competitive stage with a palm.

Invincible, unparalleled national talents.

In addition, Ye Zhiqiu and Jin Shengen are both sword cultivators.

Just one sword energy defeated their respective opponents.

Xiyi Athletics.

Mingxiong only glanced at his opponent.

The opponent threw down his spiritual weapon, hugged his head or cried bitterly.

"No! Don't look for me! No! It's so terrible..."

His opponent was directly pulled into the Abyssinian Hell by Mingxiong, with white bones intertwined, which was terrifying and terrifying.

Mingxiong stood tall, like an unshakable mountain, and his hands had never moved.

roar!

Mingxiong tortured for a stick of incense, and saw his opponent's master constantly scolding him.

His face was full of anger.

Then I gave up the torture.

His opponent vomited blood and fainted.

Ling Yi seemed extremely idle and had never met an opponent.
To be continued...