Chapter 1916 What Are You?

Seeing "Ling Shuangtian" holding a long sword, standing in front of him, looking at him with murderous intent, Chu Yan's mind trembled involuntarily.

Not only Chu Yan, but in all directions, in front of more than a dozen geniuses, the black air mass evolved, some were masters, some were parents, and some were even someone who had been killed by him.

Staring at "Ling Shuangtian" in front of him, Chu Yan nodded slightly, and slowly understood.

The enemies transformed into black are not only similar in appearance, but even their aura, the spirit weapons they use, etc. are exactly the same.

If there is no accident, I am afraid that all the exercises and martial arts will be exactly the same.

This kind of test is basically a test of martial arts will, not just a test of everyone's strength and means.

Even if the cultivation base is as high as the sky, and the combat power is superhuman, what will happen when facing some "enemies" that he can't attack.

Killing, or being killed, at this time, not only the sword in hand, but also the heart.

"Everyone, let's do it! Hahaha..."

In mid-air, Unicorn Shadow looked down, and the shocked expressions on the faces of the geniuses on the list of emperors laughed wildly.

"As long as you kill the person in front of you and step into that palace gate, you will pass."

The faces of all the geniuses in the emperor's list sank in unison, and they looked at the "enemy" in front of them with a look of struggle.

Unlike Chu Yan, some emperor list geniuses have been taught by their masters hand in hand since they stepped into the martial arts. The concept of the strongest master has been deeply rooted in their bones.

When facing such an enemy, he couldn't even lift the sword in his hand.

And some emperor list geniuses, when facing their relatives and friends, their faces are contorted, their eyes are bloodshot, and their whole bodies are trembling uncontrollably.

Even if you know that these enemies are just black evolutions, not the real person, but their behavior, eyes and breath are exactly the same.

What's more, the enemies in front of him are basically his own children, born of flesh and blood.

The oppressive and dignified atmosphere instantly enveloped the audience. All the geniuses, some stared at the "enemy" in front of them, and some looked at the far end of the square. No one made a move on the gate of the palace.

"It's interesting...!" The corner of Chu Yan's mouth lightly raised,

His eyes flickered, and he looked up at the unicorn shadow in mid-air.

Relatively speaking, the weakness in Chu Yan's heart should be Yue'er and her parents.

However, that unicorn shadow actually evolved Ling Shuangtian as his enemy. Could there be some conspiracy in it.

"Quack quack, now, the assessment has officially begun!"

A roar resounded, and the geniuses of the emperor's list trembled in unison, watching helplessly, the closest relatives and enemies in front of them, holding the spirit cooperation, rushed towards him.

Although they had been prepared for a long time, all kinds of martial arts and techniques burst out and began to resist, but there were very few people who could fight back.

Swish!

Facing the sword stab of "Ling Shuangtian", Chu Yan dodged and easily avoided it, but when he landed, his face was startled.

"Huh!? So weak!?"

Chu Yan looked at Ling Shuangtian who was passing by, and suddenly looked puzzled.

Who is Ling Shuangtian! ?

That is the most powerful person in the Canglong Realm, the leader of the nine supreme sects of the human race, and his cultivation and combat power are extremely terrifying.

Recently, he is even in retreat, wanting to break through the bottleneck of cultivation and rush to the upper Martial Emperor realm in one fell swoop.

Normally, not to mention one Chu Yan, even three Chu Yans cannot be Ling Shuangtian's opponent.

But now, as soon as the "Ling Shuangtian" in front of him made a move, Chu Yan discovered that his cultivation base was only around the seventh level of the quasi-emperor rank.

It's the same as your own cultivation realm!

"Hehe, what is this!? Ling Shuangtian when he was young!?" Chu Yan chuckled.

Unlike other people, he and Ling Shuangtian didn't get along for a long time. The relationship between each other was said to be a master-student relationship, but in fact it was more of a cooperative relationship.

Therefore, Chu Yan faced Ling Shuangtian without much psychological burden at all.

Once he understands that this is a test, an illusion transformed by black, Chu Yan has no burden in his heart.

In particular, after trying out that "Ling Shuangtian"'s cultivation was the same as his own, Chu Yan became more certain that this was not a test of strength, but a test of inner demons.

And the person behind setting up this test, as Jiu Ming said, is definitely a powerful demon.

Killing one's closest relatives with one's own hands, even if you know it's a lie, I'm afraid it will leave a shadow in your heart.

And this shadow is very likely to become a catastrophe for people who go crazy when they practice in the future!

"This kid, he can still laugh!? Interesting..."

In mid-air, the unicorn shadow saw Chu Yan on the ground with a calm face and a smile on his face. The spirit sword in his hand surged with sword energy.

As Chu Yan expected, this battle, said to be a test, is actually a catastrophe of demons.

And he could see that the young man in the black robe with the long sword, the catastrophe of the inner demon, had no effect on him.

boom! boom! boom!

At this time, on the square, there were more than a dozen battle groups, and the battle became more and more fierce, and various air explosions continued to explode.

Chu Yan swept his eyes, but couldn't see the "enemy" of Miaolian Anju not far away, and his face was even more startled.

It turned out to be a stunning woman!

As for Miaolian Anju, facing this woman, her eyes were full of tenderness, her breath was chaotic, and the chased one rushed around, showing no intention of fighting back.

"The first genius in Da'en Temple, what he faced was actually a love robbery!" Chu Yan smiled playfully.

Turning his head slowly, looking at Ling Shuangtian in front of him, Chu Yan flipped his hands, and the emperor-level spirit weapon in his hand disappeared immediately.

"You kill yourself!"

Chu Yan's eyes were like thunder, and his momentum was like a rainbow, staring at Ling Shuangtian.

"Hahaha, Chu Yan, I am your master, how dare you talk to people like this."

"Ling Shuangtian" on the opposite side laughed loudly when he heard the words, but before his laughter spread, the smile froze instantly.

I saw Chu Yan on the opposite side, stomping his right foot, his whole body burst out like a flood, and a golden fist blasted straight out.

"Wan Lie Long Jin!"

Roar!

Amidst the heaven-shattering sound of dragon's gun, fists and fists roared like a thunder dragon roaring through the sky, and the void was like a net, bursting layer by layer.

"You... you dare to kill the teacher!? It's a big treason!"

Ling Shuangtian on the opposite side saw the punch coming, his face was pale, and he swung the long sword in his hand, cutting out sword lights, trying to break the golden dragon fist.

However, everything is in vain!

As the fist passed by, there was only a shocking explosion, and Ling Shuangtian's entire body was instantly blasted apart, turning into flesh and blood, flying in all directions, like a rain of blood, dyeing the ground three feet red.

The mighty dragon might destroy the world!

"Oh my god! Chu...Chu Yan..."

"How can it be!?"

"This guy, he really can do it!? Even kill the master!?"

"Even if it's fake, it's really treasonous to be so ruthless!"

"..."

All the geniuses on the emperor's list who were fighting the enemy all around turned their heads to look at this scene, and they were stunned in shock.

They never imagined that the person who succeeded for the first time was actually Chu Yan! ?

Not only can he kill his master, but he can kill him so fast!

"Hmph! What are you!? You deserve to be transformed into my master!?"

Chu Yan stood with his hands behind his back, facing the flesh and blood on the ground, it turned into black air, soaring, he snorted softly, and spoke sharply.

"Those who insult my master, die!"

As soon as the word landed, Chu Yan rose from the ground and flew towards the distant hall.

There was dead silence in the audience, except for Chu Yan's thunderous sound of "Humiliate my master, die!", which echoed for a long time.