“So what?”

"Not qualified, just not qualified. Chen Xiaoyao, don't even think of defeating me!"

Although Ying Que was also shocked by Chen Xiaoyao's current terrifying combat power, he would not let himself lose to Chen Xiaoyao no matter what.

"Oh? Is that? It's my turn!"

Chen Xiaoyao sneered, and did not draw his sword. He raised his hands and the huge sword light behind him began to roar.

The sword's realm is so powerful that it instantly condenses into three thousand long blades and slashes out.

"Tianshang!"

This time, Chen Xiaoyao directly used his sword magic power.

Even without the blessing of the Dragon Falcon Sword, it is still earth-shaking enough.

"Hmph, the dragon shocked God's Sphur!"

After Ying Que finished speaking, Fang Tian’s painting halberd and thunder fell down, and there seemed to be thunder in the world. Behind Ying Que, the king’s halberd of honor also emerged from the sky.

It is still the second level of the imperial power of Junwu Daqin and the Dragon Battle Sphur.

However, when facing the energy of the sword domain, the speed and power of the Tianfang Huaji were reduced sharply after entering the domain.

Although Ying Que has supported many war halberds with the power of his Taoist weapon, he still makes him unable to make progress with Tian Shang's sword.

This made Ying Que feel extremely uncomfortable. He could only concentrate and inject energy into Fang Tian Huaji infinitely.

For a moment, two magical powers stalemates over the sky.

Ying Que looked embarrassed, and his body was bathed in the will of the king. The phantom of the ancient king was guarding the body. The king fought for the sky and roared, trying to break the sword's realm.

But it was futile.

The power of the domain has exceeded Yingque's martial arts level and cannot be shaken at all.

"Where is Chen Xiaoyao!?"

And at this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed.

Because, I don’t know when Chen Xiaoyao has disappeared into the realm.

Chen Xiaoyao's figure was missing on the ring.

Ying Que also looked up in horror, but found that at some point, Chen Xiaoyao actually bypassed his Fangtian Painted Spear and appeared in front of the king's phantom.

He actually passed through the blockade?

Ying Que was shocked, Chen Xiaoyao came and went freely. Isn’t this saying that his magical powers are completely useless against the other party?

The king's phantom roared, shattering the void.

However, Chen Xiaoyao raised his palm and clenched into a fist. The upper half of the holy hand bones surged with golden holy light. Chen Xiaoyao's body fell from the sky and slashed out with a surging force. Ying Que's face changed slightly, and he roared, and the phantom of the king soared into the sky.

"Broken to me!"

As Chen Xiaoyao's holy fist fell, a shocking sound came out, the king's body shook, and Ying Que's body shook even more.

Boom boom boom boom!

But Chen Xiaoyao seemed to have not used any magical powers, and just relied on those fists and fell on the phantom of the king.

The fist shone thousands of feet high, and the phantom of the king was shaking it backwards step by step.

The powerful wise figure of the imperial clan of the Great Qin Dynasty could not resist Chen Xiaoyao's fist?

Everyone was shocked.

I don’t know how Chen Xiaoyao did this.

Boom boom!

The scene on the ring is really too fierce and tragic.

Chen Xiaoyao punched in one breath.

’Every punch fell, the king's will was trembling, and Ying Que felt like he was hit hard, and blood was squirting wildly.

boom!

The last punch fell, and the three thousand king figures finally disappeared and broke open.

And what splits together requires the Fangtian Painted Halberd!

But Chen Xiaoyao's sword light was still there, and through Chen Xiaoyao's figure floating in the sky, he swallowed Ying Que below.

puff!

Without the blessing of the king's phantom, Ying Que's magical powers collapsed. He was directly swept out of the arena by this knife, rolled to the ground, and his armor shattered all over the ground.

"Ahem..."

Ying Que struggled to stand up, but his body was already severely damaged. Under Shen Xiaoyao's suppression, he was unable to stand up at all.

He, the prince of Junwu Daqin, lost to Chen Xiaoyao, who was in the middle stage of the Spirit King!

On the platform, it was a bit terrifying.

Everyone's eyes looked at Chen Xiaoyao floating in the sword storm.

The figure with four wings on the back is like a devil, and like a god of war.

There was a Tongtian sword light repeatedly condensed behind him, and in the field, he was invincible.

"You are the one who is really not qualified."

"Dears of the Human Queen, are you worthy of representing the Human race?"

Chen Xiaoyao fell down with his hands behind his back, then walked out of the arena and came to the position that belonged to Ying Que.

At this time, he is the third holy son.

Chen Xiaoyao was strong and almost crushing Ying Que to fight.

It can be said that after this battle, Ying Que is no longer the number one genius of this human race.

And this glory belongs to Chen Xiaoyao.

After a long time, everyone recovered. A strong man from Junwu Daqin helped up the seriously injured Ying Que and returned to the ninth arena to recuperate.

Chen Xiaoyao's heavy moves made Ying Que not even have the ability to fight again. No matter how strong his combat power is, he can only rank ninth in the Hidden Dragon List this time.

Later, Ying Que was taken over by the Lord of the Demon Abyss Island and became a personal disciple.

After that, the challenge will continue.

"Haha, you boy, you are here to the third one, you won't challenge me anymore, right?"

On the side of Chen Xiaoyao, You Biluo from the Prison Soul Hall looked at Chen Xiaoyao and said with a smile.

"Your opponent is me."

However, before Chen Xiaoyao could speak, Ling Su suddenly stood up and came to the arena.

"I want the Second Holy Son."

Lingsu's voice resounded throughout the platform, and surprised everyone, no matter how much Shen Xiaoyao challenged Ying Que.

After the first battle between Chen Xiaoyao and Ying Que, is the mysterious Tianchen Tianjiao Lingsu actually going to challenge the position of the second saint?

This is simply exciting one after another.

Moreover, the mystery of the Seiu Biluo is not under the Lingsu.

Although the Prison Soul Hall is one of the three holy places in Youzhou, its holy land is much less than the Ten Thousand Demons and the Fallen Demon Palace.

There were not many people who came to participate in the Tiansheng Island selection this time, and only You Biluo fought from beginning to end.

However, although there is only one person, You Biluo has always been at the forefront in terms of talent, cultivation and even points.

As the third talent, Lingsu wants to compete for the second, which is reasonable.

Now, the battle between the two will also determine the name of the strongest female genius in this generation!

"OK!"

You Biluo smiled leisurely, and her whole body was as if fog was dissipated. When she appeared again, she had already appeared on the ring.

Such a mysterious body technique made Chen Xiaoyao, who was not far away, frown slightly.

At least, his divine eyes below his cultivation level can only vaguely capture his figure. Ling Su has fairy eyes, but it may not be useful.

"Sister Lingsu, you don't need to challenge me, you won't win."

You Biluo was always chuckling, not seeming to pay attention to it.

"Is that true?"

"Then try it!"

Ling Su raised the silver halberd in her hand, and the four silver-white wings behind her were blooming.

Sure enough, as the top beauty of the sky, Ling Su also has the Ling King armor to protect her body.
To be continued...