"Don't be excited, this is a special training for elimination. If you don't have the cultivation of Dharma Lord, then go back and practice more basic skills. Of course, there are some special situations. If someone with Yang Qi qualifications like him can directly enter the special training. We will also give it all our strength to train it." Dou Bi suddenly pointed at Sima Haohan and said very hard.

"Yang Qi qualification!" The audience breathed in a breath, and it was obvious that many disciples were a little shocked.

Sima Haohan looked at the silent martial arts performance venue. All the young disciples looked at him, secretly proud of themselves, and couldn't help but look at Chu Yi who was lazy on the side, and sneered slightly in his heart, you trash, you trash, how do you participate in the special training this time, and you still want to get to Zhao Yuer in one step? How can my woman allow you to get involved!

"Everyone is quiet!" At this time, Chen Chenxi couldn't help but shout. As the master's disciple, the martial arts field was instantly quieted. "I believe everyone knows that this special training is for the preparation of the competition. If the foundation is too poor and the qualifications are average, even after the special training, they will not make much progress. It's better to quit as soon as possible and go back to practice basic skills by yourself! If you want to get the spirit-enhancing pill, try hard and show your true skills! Don't say too much!"

After saying that, those who were still harassed and harassed did not dare to speak. Chen Chenxi nodded with satisfaction and said to Dou Bi, "Elder, let's burn incense!"

"Well!" Dou Bi nodded, the incense had already begun to burn, and then his body flew towards the destination with a brush.

"Okay, the assessment has begun!" Chen Chenxi couldn't help but say aloud.

For a moment, the martial arts arena was filled with light, and in the sky, flower baskets, vases, knives, guns, swords, halberds and other magical instruments appeared. The young disciples who could control the weapons took out their magical instruments, trying to get to the spiritual vein before the incense burned out.

"Brother Chu, let's go too! Otherwise it would be too late." Zong Defang looked at everyone showing his magical powers, and quickly took out a folding fan.

"Hmph, why are you going?" Pang Yulong suddenly appeared beside them and said disdainfully.

"What did you say!" Zong Defang couldn't help but say angrily. Pang Yulong was so arrogant that it was annoying.

"A waste body and another garbage, and I want to pass the assessment and participate in the special training. Isn't this a daydream?"

"Although I don't have to participate in the assessment of my qualifications, I'll let you trash see how powerful I am." Pang Yulong couldn't help laughing. The disciples who probably were crazy stars around him couldn't help laughing at him when they heard Pang Yulong's words.

"You..." Zong Defang couldn't help but be angry, but was pulled by Chu Yi, "Brother Zong, don't be angry, let's go! If you're too late, it's not good."

"Well, Brother Chu said it politely. But Brother Chu, you?" Zong Defang nodded, but then he thought that Chu Yi was a waste of heavenly thunder, so how should he fly?

"I'm fine, you go first. I may even catch up with you later." Chu Yi couldn't help but laugh. With his current cultivation level, these people were like clowns in front of him. However, at this time, Chu Yi really wanted to try the power of the master's sword-control technique.

Although he has not been able to use sword control techniques perfectly at present, and cannot be used in one instant, sword control techniques are indeed magical techniques for weapons, which can make his speed amazing.

"But, hey, okay! Brother Chu, I'm waiting for you in front of you, you must come!" Zong Defang couldn't help but sigh softly, and didn't say it out loud. Although he was only the primary level of the Dharma Lord, and since Chu Yi was a thunder-destroying body, he might not have reached the Dharma Lord's cultivation level, so how could he catch up with him? But he couldn't say anything else, for fear of hurting Chu Yi's heart, the blue light of the folding fan flashed in his hand, and he had already stepped on it, and he flew into the air and headed towards the spiritual vein.

"Boy, hide in the Earth Yin Star as soon as possible!" Pang Yulong laughed, and then ignored Chu Yi and left with his fellow brothers.

"What should I do with Senior Brother? We are just the strength of the Emperor of the Dharma. The flying of the weapon is extremely unstable, so I'm afraid we won't be able to get there!" A young man said to the person beside him.

"You have forgotten what the master taught you on a daily basis! Anyway, just let it go and try it! Don't be like that trash, you don't even have the chance to try it!" The man next to him pointed at Chu Yi and said.

"Yes, senior brother!" the young man replied quickly.

Chu Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he had really confirmed the name of a waste in this Tianxing Sect. Unexpectedly, a person in the realm of the Dharma Emperor would dare to use himself as a negative example to teach his junior brother a lesson. It really made him feel helpless.

Seeing everyone flying hard, Chu Yi shook his head and couldn't help but take out the short sword that was inch long in his arms. This was the narrowing of the Migration Sword. His action attracted the attention of the two Dharma Emperors.

The two couldn't help laughing: "You are a useless person, do you want to fly with the weapon? Isn't this nonsense?" After that, the two of them began to fly with the weapon, but they flew crookedly, as if they were about to fall down the next moment.

Chu Yi shook his head helplessly again and secretly pinched the sword technique. He saw that the Destroyed Heaven Sword became larger in an instant. Chu Yi stepped on the Destroyed Heaven Sword, and the Destroyed Heaven Sword suddenly flew out like a Li Xuan arrow.

"Wow! Where did such a strong wind come from?" The two magic emperors before felt a strong wind blowing by their side, and they could no longer control their magic weapons and fell down one after another.

"Junior brother, I'm afraid we won't be able to participate in the special training this time." The older man said helplessly, but found that his junior brother pointed at the sky with a look of horror.

"Master, Master, Senior Brother, is it...yes, that useless body..." The young disciple stammered and said at an unimaginable picture.
Chapter completed!