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"Your Majesty, do you know what's going on with Zhao Mingyang?" At this moment, Hu Yuyu suddenly said, "Why did Zhao Mingyang lose his arm?"

"I have already sent someone to investigate this matter." Xiang Shaoming replied flatly.

Zhao Mingyang is the fourth-ranked existence on the Holy Dynasty power list.

But now, Zhao Mingyang has a broken arm.

This naturally caught Xiang Shaoming's attention.

"Your Majesty, we have found out about Zhao Mingyang." A guard ran over panting, and hurriedly said: "My subordinates have found out that Zhao Mingyang has received the inheritance from the sword master of the Dongling Sacred Dynasty. "

"Zhao Mingyang got the inheritance of the sword master?" Xiang Shaoming frowned and said, "In this case, Zhao Mingyang should be even stronger, and it is even more impossible for someone to cut off his arm."

"But now, why did he break his arm?"

"Yes... Mr. Lin chopped off Zhao Mingyang's arm." The guard took a deep breath and told Xiang Shaoming everything about Zhao Mingyang's challenge to Lin Feng.

After listening to what happened, Xiang Shaoming's expression froze completely, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

One Sword to Open the Heavenly Gate is one of the unique skills of the Juggernaut.

Even if Hu Fengfeng met him, he would be very embarrassed.

But Lin Feng broke it with a punch calmly.

Such talent and strength are daunting!

"I didn't expect that Lin Feng's strength would be so powerful, no wonder he was able to push open the door of No. 1 Observatory."

Xiang Shaoming turned his head to look at Hu Fengfeng, frowned and said, "Hu Fengfeng, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to get the first place this time."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that this time I also received the inheritance of a saint." The corners of Hu Fengfeng's mouth were raised, and a smile was drawn.

"You also got the inheritance of the saint?" Xiang Shaoming suddenly thought of something, his old face twitched slightly: "Could it be that the Bing Sheng finally passed the inheritance to you?"

"Exactly."

"You guy, you have some skills, and you can make Bingsheng compromise." Xiang Shaoming nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "It seems that the first place in this big competition will still fall to me, Gu Yuesheng. hands."

After speaking, Xiang Shaoming turned around and sat directly above the viewing platform, quietly waiting for the competition to start.

As for Li Shitian, the ruler of the Lankong Sacred Dynasty, and Jiang Wuwu, the leader of the Xueyang Sacred Dynasty, they both frowned and looked at Lin Feng almost at the same time.

Because just now, the two learned about Zhao Mingyang's arm being cut off by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng not only pushed open the door of observation platform No. 1, but also broke Zhao Mingyang's arm.

Li Shitian and Jiang Wuxi were naturally extremely dignified.

However, the expression on Jiang Wuxian's face soon became relieved.

Because Jiang Wuxi also got a piece of news that it was Lin Feng who entered the fairy palace this time.

In other words, Lin Feng has long been a puppet of the Xueyang Dynasty.

The stronger Lin Feng is, the better it is for Xueyang Shengchao.

"Haha, Lin Feng's talent and strength are really amazing. Even Zhao Mingyang, who has received the inheritance of a sage, is no match for Lin Feng." At this moment, Jiang Wuxi laughed loudly.

Li Shitian twitched his old face and said: "Jiang Wuwu, what are you so happy for? Lin Feng is not from the Xueyang Dynasty?"

"Perhaps the warriors sent by your Xueyang Sacred Dynasty will be defeated by Lin Feng later."

"That's not necessarily true." Jiang Wuxi said with a smile: "Li Shitian, you should worry about yourself."

"I'm afraid the Lankong pilgrimage will be at the bottom this time."

"Even if you want to be at the bottom, Gu Yue is still at the bottom." Li Shitian gritted his teeth.

But Jiang Wuwu looked calm and closed his mouth directly, no longer talking nonsense with Li Shitian.

"Haha! It seems that this time I can enter the No. 1 viewing platform." At this moment, Ji Chengkong laughed loudly.

With the people beside him, he went straight into the No. 1 observation deck.

As for the rest of the troops, they all entered the No. 2 observation deck.

This scene made the great sages extremely envious.

Even the servants of the Dongling Holy Dynasty can enter the No. 2 observation deck.

But they can only stay in the worse viewing platform.

"Hehe, since everyone has entered the observation deck, it's time for this year's competition to begin." At this time, an old man came from the sky.

This old man is Ouyang Mingri, the lord of Zhancheng.

At the same time, he is also the person in charge of the holy pilgrimage.

"City Lord Ouyang has arrived!"

"City Lord Ouyang has arrived, and the big competition is about to start."

"City Lord Ouyang has arrived so soon."

As the holy pilgrimage competition approached, more and more warriors gathered in the battle city.

Soon, the entire war city was surrounded by water.

"Hehe, City Lord Ouyang, I have to trouble you to be the referee again this time." Ji Chengkong got up first and cupped his fists at Ouyang Mingri.

Li Shitian, Xiang Shaoming, and Jiang Wuxi also got up one after another to welcome Ouyang Mingri's arrival.

"There are a lot of new faces this year." At this time, Ouyang Mingri spoke slowly, his eyes swept over Miaokong, Duan Sande and others.

But in the end, his eyes fell on Lin Feng.

After carefully looking at Lin Feng for a long while, Ouyang looked away tomorrow, and said with a smile: "This year's competition, it looks like it will be very exciting."

"Next, I will first announce that your Four Great Sacred Dynasties will use it as a training resource to add to your head."

With that said, Ouyang Mingri has already taken out a huge stone tablet and placed it in the center of the war city.

On this stone tablet, the cultivation resources provided by the four great dynasties are clearly written.

The four great dynasties each produced three third-tier innate spirit treasures, six fourth-tier innate spirit treasures, and two fifth-tier innate spirit treasures.

The first place in the big competition will get all the innate spirit treasures.

"Everyone, you can hand over the Xiantian Lingbao to me." Ouyang Mingri looked at the people in the observation platform, and said loudly: "After the competition is over, I will give all the Xiantian Lingbao to the winning one Pilgrimage."

After the words fell, Ji Chengkong was the first to send someone to hand over the space ring to Ouyang Mingri.

Immediately afterwards, Xueyang Shengchao and Gu Yue Shengchao followed closely behind and took out the space ring.

Li Shitian, the monarch of Lankong Sacred Dynasty, obviously hesitated for a moment.

But he finally gritted his teeth and asked someone to deliver the space ring to Ouyang Mingri.

"Now all the innate spirit treasures of the four great dynasties have been handed over to me. After the big competition is over, I will hand over all the spirit treasures to the holy dynasty that won the first place."

Ouyang Mingri paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his voice and said, "Next, the contest will officially begin!"

The voice fell, and the earth trembled violently.

A huge arena slowly rises from the ground.

After everything was ready, Ouyang Mingri said again: "First of all, those who are under a thousand years old will take the stage and participate in the battle."

The arrogances under one thousand years old of the great sages looked at each other, and then walked out from the observation platform one after another and came to the huge arena.

This time the big competition rules, very simple.

Contestants under one thousand years old all went on stage and fought in melee.

The Tianjiao who stayed on the stage at the end corresponds to 40 points in the holy dynasty.

Thirty points for second place.

The third place gets twenty points.

The last place is not scored.

In the arena, the great talents looked at each other, and no one dared to make the first move.

Because everyone knows very well in their hearts that the person who takes the lead will inevitably become the target of public criticism.

"Amitabha, since everyone doesn't make a move, the poor monk will make the move first." At this moment, Miao Kong suddenly said, and then waved his hand towards the Tianjiao who was closest to him.

Boom!

The powerful force crazily tore the surroundings.

That Tianjiao's effort was almost instantaneous, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding from Miaokong's bombardment, and he backed up again and again.

"Shoot together!"

"Let's all work together to kill the people from the Dongling Holy Dynasty."

"Get rid of the people from Dongling Holy Dynasty first!"

The arrogances of the great dynasties came back to their senses one after another, and joined forces to attack Miaokong.

As for Miao Kong, his eyes were scarlet, and a terrifying aura suddenly surged out of his body.

He waved lightly with one hand, and a demon palm that seemed to come from hell fell down along with his palm.

Boom!

The arena shook violently, and several Tianjiao were shocked at the same time so that their blood reacted, and they took half a step back.

"Miaokong's strength is so powerful?"

"The devil in Miaokong's body is getting stronger and stronger."

"Miao Kong's strength has indeed become much stronger, but if this continues, Miao Kong will be controlled by the devil in his body sooner or later."

The crowd opened their mouths and sighed.

"Looks like the poor, it's time to make a move." At this moment, Duan Sande came out and punched a Tianjiao who had already suffered a serious injury.

The powerful force erupted suddenly, and Tianjiao was blown away by Duan Sande's punch almost before he could react.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Sande followed the same pattern and picked the severely injured Tianjiao to beat him.

Soon, most of the Tianjiao on the ring had disappeared.

"Let's work together, let's knock down that despicable Duan Sande first."

"Let's join forces and fight Duan Sande first."

"Duan Sande, get off!"

The Tianjiao Huang Batian of the Lankong Dynasty, and the Tianjiao Zhao Shan of the Guyue Dynasty, led all the Tianjiao, and chased Duan Sande crazily.

But Duan Sande kept dodging and never confronted them head-on.

Only Miaokong, like going crazy, killed them.

Boom!

The deafening explosion sound continued to resound.

The Tianjiao on the ring was constantly being bombarded down.

Until the end, only Miaokong and Duan Sande were left.

"The first place in the first duel is Dongling Shengchao, with forty points."

"The second place is Lankong Sacred Dynasty, with thirty points."

"The third place is Gu Yue, with twenty points."

"The last Xueyang Sacred Dynasty will not be scored."

Ouyang announced the results of the first competition tomorrow.

Huang Batian, Zhao Shan and others squinted their eyes slightly, staring at Duan Sande firmly.

Because in the duel just now, Duan Sande didn't talk about martial arts, and attacked them every time.

Otherwise, they would not have lost so quickly.

"Next, warriors under three thousand years old will take the stage." At this moment, Ouyang Mingri's voice sounded again.