Archean Eon Art

Under the attention of the five major families in Dongning Mansion, the Eighth Avenue Academy and other parties, the boy in white walked calmly into the ring with his sword on his back, grabbed with both hands behind his back, but there were two swords in the scabbard.

Holding a sword in each of the left and right hands, pointing diagonally to the ground, staring coldly at the tiger demon.

"Another little guy." The tiger demon's face twitched, and there was a wound on its face. It had more than ten wounds all over its body, and the wound on the lower abdomen was especially large.

"kill."

It is unwilling to delay, and directly culls the past.

The boy in white held a sword in each of his hands and killed him head-on.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The tiger demon and the white-clothed boy Yan Jin actually collided head-on. Although the tiger demon looked stronger, it was stronger and faster. But it seems that the advantage is very limited! The boy in white has two long swords, one yin and one yang, one long sword is suppressed, and the power is turned to accumulate and burst through the other long sword. The stronger the pressure, the stronger the burst of his rebound.

Totally fighting head-to-head.

Even the white-clothed boy's swordsmanship has clearly reached the level of unity, and his skills are more sophisticated.

"The swordsmanship of this young man in white has also reached the level of unity, no less than Meng Chuan."

"And he should be born with divine power, otherwise the power will not be able to compete with the tiger demon."

"The little guy who looks so immature is still born with divine power?"

Everyone was surprised.

Meng Chuan was also surprised that when the number of people increased, some very special ones would appear, and they would be born with great strength or speed. Like his own classmate 'Wanmang', he is born with divine power, and his power can be comparable to the realm of rebirth when he washes the marrow! But those who are born with divine power... most of them are very strong. With a figure like this mysterious young man 'Yan Jin', he was born with divine power, which was a bit rare.

With the help of the Unity Realm, the young man in white can combine his physical and mental skills, and his explosive power is 80% of that of a tiger demon! The speed is also 70-80% of the tiger demon. Coupled with the technique of double swords, it is not false at all, and the frontal fight will make the tiger demon's injury more and more serious.

"Roar~~~" The tiger demon roared again, the black and red hairs lit up, the power of the claws skyrocketed, and the blood of the demon king broke out again!

"boom!"

A loud bang.

The boy in white resisted with both swords at the same time, the whole person was bombarded and stepped back a few steps, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, still forcibly stood still, staring at the tiger demon coldly.

"Dare to resist head-on?" Meng Chuan was a little surprised when he saw this, "That's right, the tiger demon broke out of the bloodline of the demon king. For me, the power can completely crush me. But for this Yan Jin, the tiger demon's strength advantage is not that much. It's big. And Yan Jin's swordsmanship is obviously good at unloading."

"Huh?" The tiger demon couldn't believe it, and immediately flew up to continue its furious attack.

A puff-

The huge wound in his lower abdomen could not be suppressed at this moment when he burst out with all his strength, the wound split open again, and blood splattered. Even other wounds on the body began to seep blood.

When the boy in white saw this, he rushed forward without hesitation, and the two swords continued to attack.

"Damn, damn, if it wasn't for that kid who hurt me too badly." The tiger demon was very angry, the other wounds were shallow wounds, and the wound on the lower abdomen was too big and too deep. Under the full blast of the burst blood, the wound could not be suppressed after all.

If it is intact, it is more willing to fight with the boy in white in front of him.

Although the boy in white is stronger, his melee combat is more ferocious. But it is not afraid of ferocity.

On the contrary, the one who used the knife before... One touch and it is divided! It is very slippery, and the knife is also a sharp knife, which is strange and erratic, making it so seriously injured.

"Puff puff." The injury is too serious, and the power of the demon king's blood can no longer be released. The tiger demon can only resist with difficulty, but obviously the strength and speed are even weaker. He was completely pressed and beaten by the white-clothed boy, and the wounds on his body became more and more. .

"The moment when I was captured alive by human gods and demons, it was decided that I would have this day." The tiger demon felt that his life was about to end,

When the boy in white stabbed his last sword, it didn't resist.

puff.

A sword pierced the tiger demon's eyebrows, completely piercing his head.

Tiger demon, die!

It failed to fight ten games in a row, and was killed in only two games, or died in the hands of two young people in the pulp washing realm.

"It actually killed..." The bottom was quiet for a while.

The boy in white drew his sword and walked off the ring.

"Yuyang Palace Yan Jin, are you not going to continue?" the court official asked. It stands to reason that as long as you win and stay in the ring, Yuyang Palace will arrange for stronger monsters.

The boy in white walked to his place without saying a word.

The court officials were helpless.

Since he walked off the arena, he naturally gave up, and immediately waited for the soldiers of Yuyang Palace to clean up the body of the tiger monster and send the new monster over.

"Huh?" Meng Chuan, who was sitting there, found that the boy in white walked to the area of ​​Jinghu Daoyuan and stopped, turned his head to look at Meng Chuan, the boy in white said coldly: "If you hadn't seriously injured it, its speed would be It can still be 30% faster. It can also erupt the blood of the demon king for a long time, and I can only escape for my life." After speaking, he continued to walk to his position.

His voice was a little cold. When he spoke, the dean of Jinghu Taoist Academy and the six disciples didn't say anything.

Watching him leave, he returned to the Yuyang Palace Master and sat down.

"This guy named Yan Jin said this from the beginning to the end, and he told Senior Brother Meng." Wan Mang said in surprise.

"Indeed, from going to the ring to going back, I did say this sentence, it's really cold." Bai Guan also nodded.

Meng Chuan also looked curiously at the boy in white.

He could feel the pride in the young man in white, and his whole person seemed as if he was too lazy to pay attention to others. He didn't even reply to the questions of the court officials. But he just came and said such a sentence to Meng Chuan, obviously not wanting to take advantage of Meng Chuan.

"This one called Yan Jin looks very immature and seems to be younger than Meng Chuan?" Meng Yanping, the head of the Meng family, said in a low voice.

"It doesn't look very old." Meng Dajiang said, "with such a high talent, but still staying in the pulp washing realm, it is estimated that he is fourteen or fifteen years old at most."

The talent is high, even if there is no big family behind him, there will be a Taoist institute to cultivate, and the speed of cultivation will not be slow.

"It's starting." The patriarch Meng Yanping said, and another monster entered the ring.

"This is also a big monster, but it's just a bull monster. It seems that the master of Yuyang Palace is a tiger monster specially prepared for Chuan'er and that little friend Yan Jin." Meng Dajiang said with a smile, tiger monsters are even rarer. More comprehensive, with almost no downsides. If it weren't for the long-term starvation, Meng Chuan and Yan Jin would not have the qualifications to fight tiger demons at the big demon level.

...

The reborn disciples of the Eighth Avenue Academy went to the ring one by one to fight.

Disciples in the realm of rebirth are generally older, the youngest being sixteen years old, and the oldest twenty years old. Bigger? I can no longer be in the Taoist temple, and I have to go to military service!

According to the rules of the Taoist temple, the cultivation of the marrow-washing realm in the Taoist temple is up to the age of eighteen. The reborn state can also cultivate up to the age of 20 in the Taoist temple. As for no leaks? As long as there is no leakage, you have to leave the Taoist temple. Because the Taoist Academy has nothing to teach.

The fighting continued, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

The disciples of Reborn Realm also ended their battles.

The twenty-four disciples in the realm of rebirth are generally much more tyrannical, and there are three more who have realized the secret skills. These three have the foundation of the realm of rebirth, and are stronger than Meng Chuan and Yan Jin! So the battle is more exciting. It's just that the three reborn disciples who have realized the secret skills are not as good as Meng Chuan and Yan Jin in terms of potential. Two of them realized the secret skill at the age of eighteen, and one realized the secret skill at the age of nineteen. The hope of becoming a god and demon is much lower than Meng Chuan and the others.

Meng Chuan's father, 'Meng Dajiang', and another from the Meng family named 'Meng Zhu', both realized secret skills at the age of nineteen, and also had little hope of becoming a god.

Now Dongning House.

In the younger generation, the most talented is naturally Mei Yuanzhi, who has realized the 'potential'.

Second, it's Meng Chuan!

The back is the realm of the three who realized the secret skills.

Of course, the boy in white 'Yan Jin' should also be comparable to Meng Chuan, or even better, but it is estimated that this should be a foreigner. Otherwise, it is impossible for the five major gods and demon families to have no news of him.

"The battle of the disciples of the Eighth Avenue is over." The court official said loudly, his voice resounding everywhere, "Now is the last battle of the demon beheading today."

"The last game?" Everyone was surprised, and Meng Chuan listened carefully. He thought it was over.

The court official continued to laugh: "In the last match, Mei Yuanzhi fought against a big centipede demon who had condensed the demon pill."

"Mei Yuanzhi? I didn't expect him to take action today." Meng Chuan's eyes lit up.