Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter Five Hundred and Twentieth a Move

"Sect Master Shui, Ink Sang consumes a lot. I'm afraid that no matter if you support the competition in the future, do you have any disciples in Xuanming Sect? If not, this competition will end here."

Chi Tianshui, who was so proud of himself, took a sip of the green tea, looked at Shui Youruo, whose face was gloomy and his brows were tightly wrinkled, and slowly suggested.

"Um……"

Hearing Chi Tianshui's proposal, Shui Youruo's face became even more ugly, and giving up the game like this would inevitably affect the reputation of Xuanming Sect, and make him a laughing stock discussed by major forces in the future.

But if the ink and wash Sang is forced to hold on, the ending is the same. With the current state of the ink and wash, it is definitely not the opponent of Shangguan Haoqin, a disciple of the Palace of Disillusionment, and Ziyun, a disciple of Tiancanling.

And once he overdrafts his body and suffers heavy damage in the test, it is likely to affect the next Longyuan Holy City martial arts.

Thinking of this, Shui Youruo sighed helplessly in her heart and decided to terminate the competition early.

But at this moment, a thick voice broke the somewhat depressing atmosphere and spread over the competition square.

"Sect Master, let me try it!"

With that said, a tall and straight man wearing a white martial arts uniform walked out from the crowd, jumped up, and landed on the competition arena very gracefully.

And this white-clothed disciple was none other than Ye Chenfeng who controlled the phantom pattern and transformed into Xu Mingwei's appearance.

If he can show his mighty power in this birthday banquet competition, turn the tide, and revive the prestige of Xuanmingzong, he is bound to become famous in one battle, and it is logical to win the qualification to represent Xuanmingzong in Longyuan Holy City.

"Xu Mingwei, don't be ridiculous, don't retire quickly for me."

An elder from the Outer Sect of Xuanming Sect, seeing Xu Mingwei fighting without knowing his life or death, his face instantly darkened, and he shouted loudly.

If Xu Mingwei was defeated by the disciples of the two major forces, the Xuanming Sect would inevitably become the laughing stock of the major forces. This was an ending they never wanted to see.

At this time, many Xuanmingzong elders could not wait to slap him out, so as not to be embarrassed for a while.

"Haha, the courage of this junior is commendable, and this courage alone is far superior to others."

The Palace of Disillusionment and the Xuanming Sect seem to have a harmonious relationship, but in fact they are secretly competing against each other.

"Shangguantu, you go up and compete with this junior brother."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Although Shangguantu was extremely reluctant, he still stood up, summoned soul wings emitting a faint red light, and slowly flew to the martial arts arena.

The first-level Profound Beast Sect was fighting the first-level Rebel Beastmaster. Seeing such a huge disparity in strength, many people saw that the Palace of Disillusionment was deliberately humiliating the Xuanming Sect and making them disgraced.

"Elder, who is that disciple in white?"

Shui Youruo, whose face was gloomy and was about to drip, sent a voice transmission to the Great Elder beside him and asked.

"That disciple seems to be called Xu Mingwei. He was the first in the outer sect competition not long ago. He just entered the inner sect not long ago."

"After this banquet, I don't want to see him again."

A murderous intent flashed in Shui Youruo's eyes, and she said coldly.

"Yes!"

The elder of Xuanmingzong nodded, and Ye Chenfeng had already been sentenced to death in his heart.

"Go ahead, if you can hurt any part of my body, you win."

Wearing a turquoise martial arts uniform, his long black hair was casually draped over his shoulders. Shangguan Tu, who had a sharp breath, looked at Ye Chenfeng coldly and arrogantly, mocking him intentionally.

"One move, as long as you can resist my move, you will win."

Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile, pointed a finger at him, and said arrogantly.

"Wow!"

As soon as Ye Chenfeng's words fell, the entire martial arts field was in an uproar, and a pair of shocked, sluggish, and abusive eyes were projected at him, and many people even thought that they had heard it wrong.

"Um……"

Hearing Ye Chenfeng's domineering voice and seeing the confident smile on his face, Shui Youruo raised his brows, and inexplicably came to mind the mysterious master who had appeared in Xuanmingzong.

"Hahaha, boy, I found that you are so innocent and cute." Shangguantu laughed, as if he heard the most ridiculous smile in the world, and said, "Okay, I'll just stand here and see how you beat me with one move. ."

"Then keep your eyes open."

The corners of Ye Chenfeng's mouth were slightly upturned, his muscles and bones trembled, and a strong force erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption, filling the air, making Shangguantu feel suffocated.

"Bang!"

A sound like a dull thunder sounded at Ye Chenfeng's feet. Like a flash of lightning, he suddenly appeared in front of Shangguantu, who felt dangerous and his face changed greatly, and punched him in the chest without any fancy.

Although Ye Chenfeng didn't use any soul skills in this punch, his punch was full of four million kilograms of force, which was completely beyond the tolerance of Shangguan Tu.

"not good!"

Shangguan Tu never dreamed that Ye Chenfeng, who was in the first-level Mysterious Beast Sect realm, could deliver such a powerful punch. He decisively mobilized the soul power in his body and poured it into his arms, overlapping his palms on his chest. He punched.

The fists and palms collided, and more than four million kilograms of force exploded. The powerful force was like a roaring tide, shattering Shangguantu's attack, and pouring into his body through his arms.

"Crack!"

Shangguantu couldn't withstand Ye Chenfeng's punch, his arms were directly broken, and his body was hit hard.

Witnessing the scene in front of them, the noisy martial arts field just now became silent, and the eyes of the disciples of the major forces became dull and frightened.

They couldn't imagine that Ye Chenfeng, who was only in the first-level Xuan Beast Sect realm, actually defeated Shangguan Tu, who was in the first-level Reverse Beast King realm with one punch.

Don't say they have seen such a shocking scene, they have never heard of it. It can be said that the scene just now is beyond the scope of their understanding, making them feel like they are in a dream.

"Won!"

The elder Xuanmingzong, who had already sentenced Ye Chenfeng to death, widened his eyes and looked at Ye Chenfeng like a monster, but he did not regain his senses for a while.

"Maybe this Xu Mingwei really has something to do with that mysterious emperor."

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's amazing strength, Shui Youruo's eyes showed a sharp edge, showing a complex color.

Although Ye Chenfeng's appearance saved Xuanmingzong's embarrassing situation, but Shui Youruo didn't know the real purpose and plot of the powerful emperor, and he was full of worries.

"Elder, I want all the information about Xu Mingwei." The thoughtful Shui Youruo said, "Also, don't let anyone know about this."

"Yes, leave it to me."

The first elder nodded, immediately took out the communication beads, and sent a message to several outside cronies to collect them secretly.

"Next!"

Ye Chenfeng carried his hands on his back and stood in the middle of the fighting arena like a steel gun. He said arrogantly, only to turn the face of Shangguan Hongqi, the master of the disillusionment palace, blue and his body trembling.

"Interesting guy, let me meet you."

The eldest disciple of the Palace of Disillusionment, one of the three heroes of Heiming County, Shangguan Haoqin, the second-level inverse beast king realm, slowly stood up and jumped to the martial arts arena.

The aura emanating from his body turned into a magic spear, the hole was wearing air and pointed directly at Ye Chenfeng.

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