Chapter 913: Total Destruction at Once

And no one from the Dragon Slaying Pavilion has come on stage yet.

"Uncle Jing, let me go. I can feel that the woman on the stage is very powerful." Under the stage, Murong Jian, who was wearing a light blue tights, had a calm face and said to the bald old man in front of him, "I trust the strength of my junior brothers, but the aura of this woman... is obviously hidden, and it is not just this little bit... In addition, her aura is very strange."

Yuan Jing frowned and was still hesitating.

Facing an unknown sect in the central region, it is obviously unreasonable to send out the trump card in the first small game.

Moreover, Yuan Jing also has selfish motives.

He is the leader of the Dragon Slaying Pavilion in this session of the Hundred Sects Competition.

In the team, there is his direct disciple Yuan Hao.

The reason why he brought Yuan Hao was to let him come on stage, show his skills, and accumulate some sect honors.

If Murong Jian was sent out, the opportunity would be lost in vain.

Of course, what Murong Jian said makes sense.

The strength of this female disciple of Ziyan Palace is indeed very strange.

But Yuan Hao is also strong, and his cultivation level has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Even if this woman's true strength is twice as strong as what she shows, he is confident that Yuan Hao can win.

"Yuan Hao, you go in this match." After thinking about it, Yuan Jing made a decision.

Yuan Hao is his direct disciple, and he trusts him very much.

"Uncle Jing..." Murong Jian's face changed slightly, and he wanted to say something.

Yuan Jing waved his hand and said, "Jian'er, I have made up my mind. Let Yuan Hao go in this match... There is no reason to play the trump card at the beginning..."

Murong Jian wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

"Brother Murong, please believe me, I will definitely win for Zhanlong Pavilion!" Yuan Hao bowed to Murong Jian and said.

Murong Jian nodded slightly and said, "Brother, be careful in everything. If you feel something is wrong, you can immediately raise your hand to indicate that you have surrendered. Don't force it."

Yuan Hao also clasped his fists to the brothers behind him and jumped onto the arena.

Showing strength on such a big stage as the Hundred Sects Competition is a dream come true for any sect disciple.

And if you can win, it is a great honor.

Yuan Hao stood on the stage, feeling the eyes of many people around him, and felt a surge of pride in his heart.

This is his dream!

To step onto the stage of the Hundred Sects Competition and win!

"Dragon Slashing Pavilion, Yuan Hao." Yuan Hao looked at Xiu Mei in front of him and clasped his fists.

Xiu Mei stood there, expressionless, and did not introduce herself.

"Dang!"

At this time, the bell rang!

This highly anticipated focus battle has begun!

"Dragon Slashing Art!"

Yuan Hao shouted, not intending to spare any strength.

He wanted to solve this battle in the most direct and swift way!

At one point of the art, Yuan Hao's body glowed with red light.

He put his hands together in front of him and condensed a crescent scimitar.

The scimitar showed a burning posture, and the breath was compelling!

Yuan Hao held the scimitar in both hands and slashed at Xiu Mei in front of him!

"Boom!"

A half-moon-shaped flaming sword energy blasted towards Xiumei!

Xiumei's figure flashed and moved sideways.

"Bang!"

But at this time, Yuan Hao rushed towards the place where she landed!

In two seconds, Yuan Hao appeared in front of Xiumei and chopped her head with his scimitar!

From Xiumei's position, there was no way to avoid it!

Yuan Hao slightly exerted force with both hands to deviate the position of the blade and did not chop Xiumei's head.

But the next second, when the blade was about to touch Xiumei's shoulder, a ball of gray gas suddenly burst out of Xiumei's body!

"Huh!"

The gray gas instantly wrapped Yuan Hao in it.

For a moment, the figures of the two could no longer be seen clearly!

"Damn! Don't use this kind of sleight of hand!" Many spectators in the audience cursed!

They just saw the wonderful duel, but they didn't expect their vision to be blocked.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Muffled sounds came from the gray gas.

The sound lasted for nearly ten seconds and stopped abruptly.

The audience also fell silent, staring at the arena.

Below the stage, Murong Jian frowned.

The gray gas slowly dissipated.

But before the gray gas dissipated, a figure flew out of the gray gas.

"Bang!"

The figure fell heavily to the ground, making a muffled sound.

Judging from the clothes on his body... this person is Yuan Hao from Zhanlong Pavilion!

At this moment, Yuan Hao was covered with bloodstains, and the blood splashed around his body, motionless.

The gray gas completely dissipated, and Xiumei's figure appeared.

There was also a lot of blood on her purple-gold robe, but it was obviously the opponent's... because there was no wound on her body.

This competition... is over?

Zhanlong Pavilion, lost! ?

"... In the first small game, Ziyan Palace won!" The referee was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses and announced the result.

"Bang!"

A figure rushed out of the Zhanlong Pavilion and landed on the arena in an instant.

It was Yuan Jing.

Yuan Jing picked up Yuan Hao and saw the sunken parts of his body, and he was furious.

Although Yuan Hao was still breathing... but this kind of injury would make him disabled even if he was cured!

"You..." Yuan Jing's eyes were red, and he glared at Xiumei in front of him.

But at this time, Xiumei had turned around and walked to the back.

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

How could this female disciple of Zi Yan Palace be so powerful?

Even the elite disciples sent by the Dragon Slaying Pavilion in Beidu were not her opponents...

And they were easily defeated...

"Oh my god, this Zi Yan Palace... will probably be famous in Yanxia after this Hundred Sects Competition!"

...

Fang Yu stood on the steps of the audience on the other side, staring straight ahead at the venue where the remnants of Zi Yan Palace were.

He could see the situation on the arena clearly.

That ball of gray air... was quite unusual.

And this ball of gray air was not only on that woman, but also on the five remnants of Zi Yan Palace who had just arrived.

One of them had a stronger aura than the other five.

This person was probably Jiang Dao!

"Six people in total... Should I kill them one by one, or all at once?" Fang Yu stared at the six figures in front of him, with an extremely cold smile on his lips.