Let You Teach Your Disciples And Make Them All Become Great Emperors?

After Jian Qi killed him with a sword, he left the ring without looking back.

"In the second game, the Seven Stars Sect wins!"

The referee next to the ring announced.

"What? Dead? Damn it! Useless thing."

When the elders of the Tyrant Sect saw this scene, they immediately cursed angrily.

"Ruyuan, you will be in the next game."

"Yes, elder."

Wei Ruyuan glanced in the direction of the Seven Star Sect with bloodthirsty eyes.

Looking at the Seven Star Sect, everyone looked relieved.

"Senior Brother Jianqi (Junior Brother), well done."

Disciples from all peaks stepped forward to praise Jian Qi and spoke.

"Uncle Master, let me play in the next round."

"Uncle Master, let me go."

"Let me go."

…

The disciples from each peak once again took the initiative to ask for a fight for themselves.

"Xingchen, you're in the next show."

In the end, Huamulin sent Wang Xingchen to play.

Due to the destruction and re-establishment of Dantian, Wang Xingchen's cultivation at this moment has reached the early stage of Shenzang Realm.

In addition, he has already mastered the sword-drawing skills he has learned, and he is still capable of fighting even those in the middle stage of the Divine Treasure Realm.

As both sides took the stage, the game officially began.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. You were so seriously injured last time and you didn't die. However, you are not so lucky this time."

Wei Ruyuan sneered and looked at Wang Xingchen with a cruel expression.

"Oh? So confident?"

Wang Xingchen was a little disapproving.

Did he still think he was Wang Xingchen from before?

After that incident, he had completely changed and was no longer Wu Xia Amon.

"One sword!"

Wang Xingchen stretched out a finger and spoke to Wei Ruyuan with a look of contempt.

"What?"

Wei Ruyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard Wang Xingchen's words.

"As long as you can catch my sword, I will admit defeat, how about that?"

Wang Xingchen looked at Wei Ruyuan and said calmly.

"Made, you still installed it."

Wei Ruyuan looked at Wang Xingchen, who looked like a king and was immediately furious.

Is the king possessed? So able to pretend?

"Drawing the Sword Technique!"

When Wang Xingchen saw this, he stopped talking nonsense and directly took out his spiritual sword and started to gather momentum.

Suddenly an invisible energy enveloped his body, giving people a signal of extreme danger.

"What? This trick again?"

When Wei Ruyuan saw this, he couldn't help but show a solemn look on his face.

The last time this kid used this move to cross a huge realm and injure Li Daoran, he still remembered it, but he didn't expect that this kid would use this move on himself today.

The next moment, a bright sword light more than ten meters long was quickly slashed out by Wang Xingchen, heading towards Wei Ruyuan at great speed.

"Tyrant Shield!"

A familiar scene appeared again,

This was the same move that killed his Tyrant Sect disciple last time. There was no way he would make the same mistake again this time.

So he not only activated the Tyrant Shield defense, but also took out his spiritual sword and slashed out a beam of sword light to weaken the power of the incoming sword light.

When the sword light struck, Wei Ruyuan held up the Tyrant Shield to resist the incoming sword light with difficulty, but was still slashed back by the sword light.

"Sword Step!"

Seeing this, Wang Xingchen directly used a spirit-level movement and martial skill.

He learned this from Ye Lingyun not long ago, and also with Li Suifeng's tacit approval.

Although I have just started, the increase in speed is extremely terrifying.

In the next breath, he appeared beside Wei Ruyuan.

"What?"

Wei Ruyuan saw this and quickly raised his sword to resist.

But while he was using the Tyrant Shield to defend himself, he was also dealing with Wang Xingchen's attack. How could he withstand it?

In the end, he was chopped off the ring by Wang Xingchen's sword.

Wang Xingchen looked at Wei Ruyuan who fell to the ground with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and shook his head with some pity.

That sword strike just now didn't kill the opponent. It's such a pity. It seems like I need to practice more.

"Didn't you say you would give up after one blow? This is the second blow."

Wei Ruyuan said unwillingly.

"Do you believe what I say? Are you a fool? Believe everything I say."

Wang Xingchen glanced at the other party with disdain and sneered.

"you……"

Wei Ruyuan was originally very aggrieved after being challenged by someone and lost, but now he was ridiculed by Wang Xingchen. He suddenly became so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted from anger.

"Big Brother!"

When the disciples of the Tyrant Sect saw this, they immediately came down and carried their senior brother away.

"In the third game, the Seven Stars Sect wins!"

"Trash, everyone who rides on the horse is trash!"

The elders of the Tyrant Sect cursed angrily when they saw this.

Then he glanced in the direction of the Seven Star Sect, and unexpectedly saw Hua Mulin raising his eyebrows at him with a proud look on his face.

Then he took out the heavenly elixir again and smelled it in front of him with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Aren't you a bitch on horseback? Why do you want to look at him?"

The elder of the Tyrant Sect immediately gritted his teeth and turned his head forcefully.

"Senior Brother Xingchen is so awesome."

When Wang Xingchen stepped down, disciples from all peaks suddenly came over.

"I can't tell, Brother Xingchen, why haven't I noticed you are so good at pretending before?"

"One sword, as long as you can take my sword, I will admit defeat."

At this time, Xu Huaian imitated Wang Xingchen's tone, which immediately made everyone laugh.

Wang Xingchen scratched his head in embarrassment.

Soon, the fourth battle is about to begin.

"In the next battle, you must not show off. When you see that you can't beat, you will immediately admit defeat. It is important to save your life. Do you understand?"

Hua MuLin warned again

"I know Uncle Master (Master)."

The disciples from all peaks said in unison.

In the fourth game, Huamulin sent Kaiyangfeng Li Zixuan.

"Earth Piercing!"

"Zhenyue Palm!"

The Seven Stars Sect was defeated!

In the fifth game, Huamulin sent Jin Zai'an from Tianshu Peak.

"Fudomeiou Fist!"

"Batian Slash!"

Qixing Zongsheng

In the sixth game, Huamulin sent Qian Mo from Tianxuan Peak.

"Draw your sword and kill!"

"Tyrant Shield!"

Seven Stars Zong wins!

Game 7, Tianji Peak Wu Qing.

"Wood Binding!"

"Shaking Heaven Fist!"

The Seven Stars Sect was defeated!

The eighth scene, Tianquan Peak Yanchen.

"Powerful Flame Palm!"

"Rock cracker!"

Seven Stars Zong wins!

Since Hua Mulin repeatedly emphasized that as long as he couldn't beat him, he would give in immediately, so there were no deaths in the next few games.

At most, he was seriously injured, but he could recover as before after a few months of cultivation.

With the end of eight games, the first day of battle has also come to an end.

The heads of each sect are also preparing to take their disciples back to rest for the night and prepare for the next day's ranking battle.

The so-called ranking battle, also known as the points ranking battle, means that each sect sends out eight disciples.

Pairs play against each other. If you win, you will get one point. If you lose, you will get no points.

And this is the key to this eight-sect martial arts competition.

In the past, the Holy Land disciples basically took first place in this points ranking competition.

But this time it is destined to change, because there is an ancient holy body Xu Huaian among the contestants.