Chapter 289: I've Been Waiting for the First Battle for a Long Time, Murong Xuan Fights Linghu Teng

"Nine Deaths Burning Blood Art, this is a good thing." Chu Kuangren recalled the records about the Nine Deaths Burning Blood Art, and his eyes lit up.

The Nine Deaths Burning Blood Technique, which is equivalent to a taboo for ordinary monks, is a great help to him!

Burn life blood?

This made the other cultivators' conversations change, but it was a trivial matter for the Chu madman who was immortal.

Burn it however you want, if you burn him to death, he will lose!

Without saying a word, Chu Kuangren directly extracted this practice, and he immediately absorbed a large number of profound meanings related to this practice.

"I have a chance to try again later."

The corners of Chu Kuangren's mouth were slightly raised, and he was not in a hurry to use it.

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The second day of the Tournament.

The third part begins.

Early in the morning, the auditorium was full, and there were still many monks vacated in the air.

"The third part is about to start, and I don't know what to watch this time. It's really exciting."

"Yeah, yesterday was really shocking, especially Young Emperor Lan Yu's performance, it was amazing."

"This third link is the ring competition. It will definitely be more exciting and exciting.

In anticipation of the crowd, the arrogance of the various avenues entered the venue one by one.

Xuantian Sect was also among them. As soon as they entered the venue, many people shouted the name of Xuantian Sect Lan Yu.

Obviously, Lan Yu made a big splash yesterday with one attack against one hundred, and gained a large number of fans.

"Lan Yu, you are famous."

Madman Chu made a joke.

Lan Yu's expression was indifferent, and she didn't care. Following Chu Kuangren, she would become famous sooner or later.

On the battlefield, three prefects appeared.

"Today is the third stage of the competition. The members of each group will send two Tianjiao, each group of six Dao lineages, that is, twelve Tianjiao to compete."

"For every win, 10 points are added until the final winner is determined. Now we will start with Group A."

The Thirteenth Prefect said.

Soon, the third session began.

Chu Kuangren and others went to the viewing platform to watch the battle.

In the process of watching the battle, Nangong Huang and others compared the information given by Chu Kuangren yesterday with Tianjiao who started the battle one by one.

They were surprised to find that the information given by Chu Kuangren was surprisingly consistent with the means displayed by these geniuses!

"Tsk tsk, where did the Sect Master get this information from? It's too accurate." Nangong Huang praised.

"Nothing to make a fuss about, he always has some magical abilities that we don't know about." Murong Xuan said as usual.

"That's right."

They are more confident about this test.

Tianjiao of other Taoisms knew little about them, but they knew the details of their opponents. This advantage was too great.

"defeat!!"

Than on the battlefield, a roar resounded.

I saw Cang Tian punched out, and violent purple energy suddenly poured out, and the huge force made the opponent fly on the spot.

He beat his opponent almost effortlessly.

After everything was done, Cang Tian looked in the direction of Xuan Tianzong, his eyes fell on Lan Yu, as if he was provocative.

"This guy really doesn't teach much."

Chu Kuangren shook his head and said.

"He is provoking me, don't bother the son, if I meet him in the game, I will solve him by myself."

Lan Yu said lightly.

"Well, I believe you." Chu Kuangren nodded slightly.

In addition to the Cangtian who dominates the body saint clan, there are also some saints and Taoist lineages who have performed extremely well.

For example, Ling Feng in Fengyun Mountain, Jin Nian in Tianwang Palace, a young man named Chang Ao, the young emperor in Jiuji Pavilion and so on.

These people may be the strong enemies of Nangong Huang and others.

When the three groups A, B and C have finished the competition, it is already the second day.

Finally, it was the turn of the Ding group where Xuan Tianzong belonged.

The Linghu family and the Lei Falcon clan each sent Tianjiao, and Chu Kuangren also let Murong Xuan and Nangong Huang go out to fight.

After seeing these two people, everyone was quite surprised.

They thought that Chu Kuangren would continue to send Lan Yu to fight, after all, the opponent's strength was there.

As long as Lan Yu makes a move, winning is almost a certainty.

But I didn't want to take Chu madman and didn't do anything.

"That's fine, it gives us a chance."

"Except for Chu Kuangren and Lan Yu, no matter how strong the others are, they can't be too strong. With our strength, we won't necessarily lose."

"good……"

All Tianjiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Xuan and Nangong Huang both frowned slightly.

"It seems that we have been underestimated."

"Indeed." Murong Xuan and Nangong Huang looked at each other.

They are a little eager to try, and can't wait to find someone to try the results of these days of training.

"Now, please start drawing lots."

The Thirteenth Prefect said.

Everyone began to draw lots to choose their opponents.

In order to prevent people of their own ancestry from being drawn, another person of the same ancestry will be taken out first before each lottery.

The respective opponents and the number of matches will soon be determined.

In the first game of the Group D group stage, Murong Xuan played against Linghu Teng!

than the arena.

Murong Xuan stood with his sword in hand, looking bright.

On the other hand, Linghu Teng glanced at Murong Xuan, but curled his lips, "It's actually you, what a disappointment."

Murong Xuan said lightly, "Do you look down on me?"

"You're not even a young emperor, what qualifications do you have to make me look up?" Linghuteng sneered, you know, he is a young emperor, one of the most outstanding young people in the world.

And although Murong Xuan is the Daozi of Xuantian Sect, in the public's cognition, Daozi is a lot worse than the young emperors of various Dao lineages.

"You know what? I've been waiting for this battle for a long time."

Murong Xuan smiled lightly.

In the first two links, he always wanted to make a move, but he never succeeded. He has been holding back until now.

Now, he finally has a chance to shoot!

"Oh, yes? Then I'll let you first..."

Whoosh!

Before Linghu Teng's words were finished, he saw that Murong Xuan, who was in front of him, had disappeared.

When Murong Xuan appeared again, he was already in front of Linghu Teng. The speed was so fast that the other party couldn't help but shrink.

"So fast!"

Linghu Teng's body was surging with spiritual energy, pouring into the long sword in his hand, a mysterious Dao rhyme permeated, and a sharp sword slashed out.

The violent sword energy poured out like a tornado!

And Murong Xuan seemed to see through his actions, he had already vacated the sky before he could use the sword, dodged the sword and came behind him.

"not good!"

Linghu Teng's expression changed.

The power of his sword is powerful, but every time he uses it, his body will freeze for a moment due to the impact of the spiritual power in his body.

Compared to the strength of the sword move, this moment of rigidity is rarely noticed in battle.

But Murong Xuan seemed to be waiting for him to make a move early in the morning. He avoided his sword and came behind him. He seized the momentary stiffness and made a move quickly.

Boom, boom, boom...

The majestic sword qi continued to impact Linghu Teng's body, and in an instant, the opponent flew out and smashed against the wall in the distance.

"I am going to kill you!"

The embarrassed Linghu Teng roared angrily, and when the stiffness of his body recovered, he wanted to fight back, but then he saw six huge fireballs on top of Murong Xuan's head not far away, imposing like a rainbow.

"Nine Yang Divine Art, Six Yang Slash!"

Six huge fireballs shot out with sword energy wrapped around them, hitting Linghu Teng's body one after another.

After everything disappeared, only to see Linghu Teng lying on the ground covered in charred black, his eyes turned white, and he had fainted.