Floating Immortal Order

Xu Disheng glanced at the crowd and pointed at a Qi Sea Peak in the front row.

"What!? Xie Zizuo, who was ranked thirty-second in the preliminary competition!"

"Did he choose randomly? Or?"

"In this second arena, leaving aside the second-place genius Jian Liangbi, apart from the twelfth-placed Liao Yu and the 22nd-placed Cen Tianrui, Xie Zizuo is the strongest!"

"Xie Zizuo, born in Shen Xin Peak, is the junior disciple of Yu Yangyao, the number one genius in the Qi Sea Realm of Mingxin Mountain. He has stayed in the Qi Sea Peak Realm for many years, and I heard that he can break through to the half-step base long ago!"

"Don't overestimate your capabilities! I will escort Zi Zhuo to collect thirty spiritual stones!"

"I will escort Zi Zhuo to collect fifty spiritual stones!"

The faces of the disciples who opened the market turned green, and they hurriedly said: "Stop the market! Stop the market! No more bets will be accepted!"

"I will give this disciple of the first level of Qi Sea five hundred spiritual stones." A light voice came, and everyone looked up.

A young man in white held a folding fan and waved gently, and one of the opening disciples had a lot of spiritual stones on his desk.

Seeing that the disciple was a little stunned, the young man in white raised his eyebrows and said, "What? You don't accept bets?"

"Ah? Accept it! Accept it!" The disciple didn't look carefully at the face of the young man in white. He just looked at the pile of spiritual stones in front of him and felt that he had met a fool.

"He Junyu? If you don't go to the fifth arena to wait for the challenge, what are you doing here?" But it was a man in the front of the disciples, also wearing white, who said softly.

"Anyway, no one can challenge me in the early stage of the competition, so I just walked around, and it's just a few hundred spirit stones." He Junyu stepped forward, lined up with Jian Liangbi, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Jian, you, Do you want to bet on leisurely elegance?"

Jian Liangbi shook his head slightly, looked at the two people on the stage, and did not speak.

Xie Zizhuo turned over on the ring, looked at Xu Disheng, and said casually, "You really don't know me? No matter how lucky you were to defeat Zhong Kang before, you dare to choose me as your opponent now, which means Your competition is over."

Indeed, ranking 32nd in the initial comparison, second only to the small circle at the top of the Qi Sea Realm in the Mingxin Mountain Range, Xie Zizuo is qualified to be proud.

Xu Disheng glanced at him, but remained silent, waiting for the Daoji realm deacon beside him to speak.

"It's time to start." The Daoji Realm deacon looked deeply at Xu Disheng, seeming a little regretful.

Xie Zizuo just stood there, still as casual as before, and said: "You are just at the beginning of the Qi Sea, so I will let you take the first step."

Xu Disheng directly used the Jueling Seal and smashed it on the head!

Jie Zizhuo chuckled and stretched out his palm. There was a mysterious light flowing in the palm, and it grew larger in a moment, turning into a white light cloud covering the top of the head, easily blocking the Jueling Seal, and said: "With only a high-quality spiritual weapon, you dare to choose me?" Obviously, although Although he didn't say it clearly before, Xie Zizuo was still a little angry that Xu Disheng, a disciple with more than 5,000 disciples, dared to choose him as his opponent.

Xu Disheng remained silent, withdrew the Jueling Seal, and looked at the white light cloud above Jie Zizhuo's head, thoughtfully.

This is a high-grade spiritual weapon with extremely strong defensive power, several times stronger than Zhong Kang's previous bell and drum spiritual weapon!

"If you don't make a move, I will." Xie Zizhao seemed to be interested in playing for a while, and made a spell at random. A ball of pure and powerful spell was instantly formed and rushed towards Xu Disheng.

Xu Disheng activated the soul-suppressing robe, and a black light shield appeared around him, easily blocking the powerful curse. The seals in his hands changed, and more than ten drops condensed on top of Jie Zi Zhuo.

Cyan water droplets!

Xie Zizuo was a little surprised and said: "It's interesting."

More than ten green water droplets fell rapidly, causing a harsh whistling sound, and almost in the blink of an eye, they were directly on the top of Xie Zizhuo's head.

Xie Zizhao raised his head and glanced at the blue water drop, then moved his right hand forward a little.

With one finger, the rapidly falling cyan water droplets hovered strangely in the air, stopped motionless, and trembled slightly on Jie Zi's fingertips.

Xie Zizhuo suddenly pointed his right hand at Xu Disheng! The dozen or so water droplets exuding a corrosive aura rushed straight towards Xu Disheng!

Xu Disheng's face was serious, and he stepped back. The Ice Spirit Sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed hard at the whistling water droplets!

After a harsh "sizzling" sound, a few drops of water adhered to the ice spirit sword, and the rest were cut open. It's just... half of the sword's spirituality has been lost, and it can no longer be used in this battle.

Xie Zizuo didn't give him any chance to breathe. A black long knife appeared in his hand and slashed at Xu Disheng!

The magic weapon Qianyuan Sword!

The black sword light that was several feet long came in an instant, carrying the aura of destruction and heading straight towards Xu Disheng!

"This disciple was defeated. If he didn't have a superior spiritual weapon to protect him, he would have died."

"Does this Qi Hai first-level disciple really not know Jie Zizuo?"

"Xie Zizuo was obviously really angry. He even took out his magic weapon when facing the disciples at the first level of Qi Hai."

The disciples were talking a lot, and some of them were already looking at the spiritual stones on the opening table, trying to figure out how many pieces they could win. Although the odds vary greatly, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are.

Jian Liangbi's teasing voice came from He Junyu's side: "Junior Brother He, I'm afraid your five hundred spiritual stones will be wasted." However, He Junyu's expression remained unchanged, as if he was confident.

Jian Liangbi glanced at him, seeming a little confused.

When Xu Disheng faced the rapidly coming black sword light, his scalp felt numb by instinct. In the face of danger, he remained calm at all. He stretched out his hands, golden light spots condensed, and a dazzling golden long bow appeared in his hands.

The sword light was already approaching, Xu Disheng activated the soul-suppressing robe, and the roar of a ghost came from in front of him!

A hazy ghost shadow rushed out from the soul-suppressing robe, forming a pure black shield and colliding with the sword light!

"boom!"

The sword light dissipated, and the pure black shield also shattered, turning into scattered ghost energy again, and returned to the soul-suppressing robe.

Jie Zizuo's face was a little surprised, but there was a faint tingling sensation between his eyebrows. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the young man was holding a shining golden long bow, and his fingers could barely relax.

A long arrow exuding an aura of destruction passed through the dazzling golden rainbow light and hit Jie Zizhuo's eyebrows directly!

Xu Disheng only has three arrows of destruction!

"Bang!"

There was a deafening sound of gold and iron, and a green light flashed between Jie Zi's brows, and a round jade slowly broke into pieces and fell on the sole of his feet.

Xie Zizuo's face showed an angry look. It was obvious that the jade was extremely precious. At this moment, it withstood the full blow of the magic weapon and shattered into pieces. Just when he raised his head, he saw the young man setting up a long arrow again, with a little panic in his eyes, and activated the white light cloud above his head, covering his whole body.

Seemingly knowing that this spiritual weapon could not block the complete Sunlight Bow and Destruction Arrow, he took out another defensive spiritual weapon, which was a lotus platform, suspended above his head, and shining with mysterious light.

After a moment of deliberation, the Qianyuan knife in his hand was slashed out again, and an even brighter black sword light flew out, reaching a length of more than ten feet.

, covering almost half of the arena, and slashed at Xu Disheng again!

The long arrow in the young man's hand shot out again, drawing a golden rainbow. It penetrated the white light cloud in a moment and hit the lotus platform. He directly smashed it into half, the light shield was shattered, and the arrow no longer had any back force and flew down on the ring.

Jie Zizuo put away the broken lotus platform, breathed out softly, and felt that the outcome was determined. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have a magic weapon..."

Before he finished speaking, the black sword light approaching Xu Disheng suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the young man's uninjured figure appeared, and he said his first words since entering the ring: "Has anyone said that?" .”

The black and white halo of light rotates in the palm of your hand, give it a firm grip!

A ghostly picture appears above the head.

It is a black and white picture, with mountains and rivers on it.

"Do you talk too much?" the second sentence.

With a light tap of your finger, the yin and yang diagram on the top of your head is lightly brushed.

A black sword light flew out from the Yin and Yang diagram and slashed towards Jie Zizuo! It was the sword light that he had just chopped off that was included in the Yin-Yang Diagram by Xu Disheng!

It was actually very similar to the scene just now, except that the cyan water droplets were replaced by the light of the Qianyuan Sword.

Xie Zizhuo's expression changed drastically. He only had one killing magic weapon, and the other defensive weapons had all been exhausted. This sword light must not be used forcefully!

He hurriedly retreated, and the Qianyuan knife in his hand slashed out a sword light again, but it was much smaller. Obviously, the ten-foot-long sword light just now was a move that could not be performed easily.

"boom!"

The light of the sword dissipated, and Xie Zizuo was in an extremely embarrassed state. He held the Qianyuan sword in his hand, and his Taoist robe was also somewhat broken, but he still had an extremely vigilant look on his face.

Xu Disheng chuckled lightly, and the shadow of the Yin-Yang diagram above his head lightly brushed again!

A big black and white hand appeared from the picture and grabbed Jie Zizuo.

Xie Zizuo showed a wry smile and had no strength to resist anymore, letting the big black and white hands grab him and throw him off the ring.

"Xie Zizuo was defeated!!!"

"How can it be!"

"Two magic weapons! At least worth more than three thousand spiritual stones!"

"What is this person's name?? Why have I never heard of it before!?"

"At the beginning of the Qi Sea, fight against the 32nd Jie Zizuo! Win! Is this possible?"

"This picture magic weapon...seems to be just a hair short of the best magic weapon! Xie Zizuo's defeat was not unjust!"

"This boy is about to rise! The new genius of the Qi Sea Realm!"

The Daoji realm deacon was already dumbfounded. The battle between the two lasted only a stick of incense, but it was thrilling. Even though he was in the Daoji realm, he never thought that Xu Disheng actually had two magic weapons on his body!

He looked down at the jade slip, confirmed it again, and slowly said: "The 5675th place versus the 32nd place, the 5675th place!"

The thousands of disciples watching the battle were once again in an uproar.

Even in the surrounding arenas, there were a large number of disciples. When Xu Disheng took out the sun bow, they had already rushed over to watch the battle.

At this moment, everyone had different expressions, and everyone was watching the young man on the stage.

"These spiritual stones," He Junyu walked to the table where the disciples had just placed their bets and picked up the more than four thousand spiritual stones on them, "belong to me."

The disciple looked ugly and wanted to refuse the payment for a while. But suddenly he recognized He Junyu's identity, his whole face turned the color of pig liver, and he retreated silently into the crowd without saying a word.