Chapter 4232 Killing by the Way

Because the distance was too close, the burly disciple was directly hit by the explosive force of the red light and fell directly on the forest.

In a flash, Chen Xuan once again used the Lioyuan Sword and pierced the body of the strange monster.

The strange monster was directly hit and flew out, and finally slowly fell on the forest.

"Lu Ling, are you okay?"

After killing the strange monster, Yang Quande and others came to Lu Ling.

"Brother, I... can't die." Lu Ling was obviously seriously injured, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, I was seriously injured before I even reached the water city."

He looked at Chen Xuan gratefully.

If it weren't for Chen Xuan, maybe he wouldn't have been seriously injured just now.

At this time, the Soul Sect Master slowly came over, his face heavy, and said: "Chen Xuan, did you see it?"

Chen Xuan nodded and said: "This strange monster should be sent by the Demon Sect, and it must be to plot against the new generation of Zhencheng."

"I guess it should be someone from the Snake God Sect..."

Hearing the warriors of the Snake God Sect, the faces of several disciples darkened instantly, and they all looked at the leader of the Soul Sect.

"Let's go. The most important thing now is the battle for the secret realm." After a careful inspection, Lu Ling was fine.

Even if the Soul Sect Master wanted to find out about the Snake God Sect, there was no clue, so he simply gave up.

Many warriors quickly left the dense forest.

Soon, they finally arrived at the Water City.

"The direction ahead is the Water City." The Soul Sect Master smiled lightly.

Then a group of seven people entered the Water City. When Zheng

Just after entering the Water City, a burly middle-aged man came to greet them.

"Master of Soul Sect, you came quite early this time." The burly middle-aged man had a sinister smile on his face.

"It's you." The Master of Soul Sect nodded slightly and replied.

This burly middle-aged man is the master of the top sect of Shuicheng, Quanmen.

It is the main enemy sect of their Soul Sect in the fight for the destruction of Quan this time.

"Your residence has been arranged for you, follow me." Master Quan smiled lightly, and then led many warriors of Soul Sect to the Zheng of a house.

"This is your residence, you can have a good rest." Master Quan said.

After a few greetings, Master Quan left here.

Many disciples of Soul Sect rushed for three days, and they also felt tired, so they needed to start resting.

Soon, the next morning, the battle for the secret realm began.

The Master of Soul Sect brought Chen Xuan and others to a martial arts arena in Shuicheng.

There were crowds of people outside the arena, all of them were warriors from the Shuicheng sect.

In the arena, one area was already full of warriors, they were disciples of the Quan Sect, and the other area was reserved for the Hunling Sect.

"Let's go over there." The head of the Hunling Sect came to their area, and the other seven disciples also sat down.

Seeing Ran Lai from the Hunling Sect, a black-robed warrior stood in the middle of the arena and said slowly: "Everyone, I believe you also know the rules of the secret realm battle, so I won't waste words."

The Quan Sect Master and the Hunling Sect Master nodded.

"In this case, the seven disciples of this secret realm battle will take turns to play. Whichever side loses the game will be considered a failure. The rules are very simple, but it is not allowed to use hidden weapons or cheat. If you are discovered, you will be disqualified." The black-robed warrior then said.

With the order of the black-robed warrior, the secret realm battle officially began.

"Master of Soul Spirit Sect, I'm afraid that this time, the battle for the secret realm will still be won by Shuicheng." Master of Quan Sect looked at Master of Soul Spirit Sect and said with a faint smile.

"In the battle for the secret realm last year, Shuicheng overwhelmed Zhencheng and seized the control of Miequan. This time, they can't win either."

In the past few years, Quanmen has allowed many disciples to practice in Miequan, and the strength of Quanmen disciples has generally improved. Master Quanmen believes that they will definitely win this time.

"Let the game begin." Master of Soul Spirit Sect sneered.

The two leaders confronted each other, and the disciples behind were also ready.

Especially the warriors of Soul Spirit Sect, they were full of anger.

The first to go on stage was a disciple of Quanmen.

"I alone can defeat all the disciples of your Zhencheng." This disciple stood on the arena, and it was obvious that he was very arrogant.

"Let me ask for your skills."

Song Lun of Soul Spirit Sect went on stage.

Seeing the disciples of Quanmen so arrogant, Song Lun was very angry.

"Who is this guy?" Chen Xuan asked in the disciple area of ​​the Soul Sect.

"This is an elite disciple of the Quan Sect, named Zhang Qiong, who is good at swordsmanship." Yang Quande explained beside him.

As he spoke, Song Lun fought with Zhang Qiong. As soon as he came up, Song Lun arranged a spiritual array, but because of Zhang Qiong's attack and the gap in the spiritual array arranged by Song Lun, he did not trap Zhang Qiong.

"Rubbish? You want to trap me with this kind of spiritual array?" Zhang Qiong sneered and instantly displayed his swordsmanship.

Then, his swordsmanship gathered in his long sword, and then he swung the sword out.

After a loud bang, Song Lun's spiritual array was broken.

Song Lun's body flew out directly and fell under the competition platform.

"Zhang Qiong won." The old man in black robe announced.

At this time, Chen Xuan looked at Zhang Qiong's swordsmanship with a cold smile, his pupils flashed a little bit of brilliance, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "The swordsmanship has reached the third level, and he is only one step away from reaching the fourth level."

"Zhang Qiong's cultivation is also considered a top disciple in Quanmen. With his swordsmanship, his strength has completely suppressed Song Lun."

After Song Lun was carried away, Zhang Qiong shouted arrogantly again: "It's really rubbish, it's just a waste of my time."

The next disciple fought with Zhang Qiong for several rounds, but was still no match for Zhang Qiong and was defeated again.

In a short moment, two disciples of the Soul Spirit Sect were defeated, which made the Soul Spirit Sect Master's face very gloomy

"Soul Spirit Sect Master, can your Soul Spirit Sect disciples break through Zhang Qiong?" The Quan Sect Master smiled lightly.

An hour later, all the disciples of the Soul Spirit Sect were defeated by Zhang Qiong.

All six disciples were defeated by Zhang Qiong, especially Lu Ling, who had been injured before, and was almost killed after being hit directly by Zhang Qiong.

Fortunately, he was rescued in time by Chen Xuan's elixir.

"Are all the disciples of the Soul Spirit Sect vulnerable?" Zhang Qiong shouted loudly.

His words were full of sarcasm.

In the area of ​​Quanmen, many disciples of Quanmen also had sneers on their faces, mocking the Soul Spirit Sect.

"Let me do it." Yang Quande shouted loudly and finally stepped onto the stage.

"Zhang Qiong, you are not my opponent." Yang Quande said in a cold voice.

"Haha, you are not good either," Zhang Qiong said arrogantly.

Without saying a word, Yang Quande directly arranged a top-level spiritual formation.

The terrifying spiritual energy instantly filled the entire competition arena, and Zhang Qiong was trapped in the top-level spiritual formation.

A disciple of Quanmen couldn't help cursing: "This idiot, the opponent is Yang Quande, be careful!"

In the competition arena, Zhang Qiong was trapped in the spiritual formation arranged by Yang Quande, and he also launched a terrifying attack.

No matter how strong his attack was, he couldn't break Yang Quande's spiritual formation. It was obvious that Yang Quande's spiritual formation was perfectly arranged.

"I don't believe that a spiritual formation can trap me, Zhang Qiong."

Zhang Qiong roared, and his sword skills were immediately displayed horribly.

He used his strongest attack to try to repel the spiritual formation, but in the end he failed.

Seeing Zhang Qiong struggling in the spiritual formation, Yang Quande sneered and directly blasted into the spiritual formation with a sword.

Zhang Qiong's body was directly thrown out, and at the same time the spiritual formation disappeared instantly.

"Yang Quande wins." The old man in black robe announced.

At this time, Zhang Qiong got up from the ground. He still wanted to deal with Yang Quande, but was stopped by the master of Quanmen.

"Retreat!" The master of Quanmen shouted angrily.

Hearing the words of the master of Quanmen, Zhang Qiong's face was full of helplessness, and he lowered his head and returned to the disciple area of ​​Quanmen.

"Just lost a game, let me go." The disciple went on stage directly to fight Yang Quande.

Yang Quande's strength was a little stronger than Quanmen had imagined. Yang Quande could instantly set up a perfect top-level spiritual formation, which made the disciples of Quanmen a little helpless.

After several rounds, Yang Quande knocked the disciple of Quanmen away with a sword.

Half an hour later, Yang Quande had defeated the third disciple of Quanmen, and he used the top-level spiritual formation to defeat the opponent.

When the next disciple came on stage, he shouted angrily: "Yang Quande, if you don't use the spiritual formation, do you dare to fight me head-on? Haha, you just use the spiritual formation, your strength is not good at all!"

Yang Quande looked at this disciple and smiled lightly: "What I practice is the spiritual formation. You asked me to give up the spiritual formation and fight you head-on. Why are you so stupid?"

Hearing Yang Quande's words, the disciple was very angry and launched a terrifying attack.

Yang Quande once again set up a perfect top-level spiritual formation, trapping the disciples of Quanmen.

At this time, in the disciples area of ​​Quanmen, many disciples looked gloomy.

"Yang Quande's spirit array is very powerful. If he is allowed to set up a spirit array, he will basically be at a disadvantage." A disciple pondered.

As expected, after three rounds, Yang Quande won.

"Yang Quande? Let me do it." The person who said this was a young man. Seeing his words, many disciples showed surprise on their faces.

In the arena, Yang Quande's mouth corners slightly raised.

At this time, in the disciples area of ​​Quanmen, a man slowly walked onto the arena for the competition.

"Yang Quande, do you really think you can challenge all of us?" said the short-haired young man.