Ten God Emperor

Su Xuan and Ming Chen on the rostrum felt the fiery atmosphere that gradually rose up in the martial arts field, and they all turned their eyes to the center of Yanwutai, the two standing figures.

"Cloud Break... In my impression, this is the first student of the first-year freshman who dares to challenge the fourth-grade old man."

Su Xuan’s eyes swept through the slender white figure. With his sinister eyes, he could naturally see the extraordinaryness of the youth in front of him. When he faintly felt the volatility of the figure radiated from the figure, there was still a trace of it. If there is no fluctuation in mental power, the first is a slight sigh, and then smiles and swears at the beard: "I didn't expect to be a priest at a young age. It is really a treasure for this time."

Hearing Su Xuan’s praise for Yun Xing, the dust can not help but emerge a faint smile, nodded and said: “The rest is indeed a good seed, but the experience is not enough, want to truly become a strong, What he needs to overcome in his heart is far more difficult than cultivation."

The words of the dust can see his understanding of Yun Xie. He is talented and full of various cultivation resources and advantages. The improvement of his strength is not the biggest problem for him. He is jealous and hesitant, and the judgment and choice of right and wrong. This is his biggest disadvantage.

The voices of the two men fell, and the test on the field officially began.

Zheng Qiu, who has always been in a fire, has become surprisingly calm at this moment. He did not choose to shoot for the first time. Instead, he gently raised his palm and held a blue long sword. The tip of the sword tapped the ground. Lightly circling the arc, the fluctuation of the energy of a circle, and the rotation of the tip of the sword.

Yunxi took a deep breath, his dark eyes lifted up, and the green flame of the whole body also emerged. The eyelids swayed through the air that was gradually distorted by the high temperature. The palms were gently lifted up, and the five fingers spread openly. In front, the air seemed to twist and contract quickly, and a sleek, radiant glow gradually solidified.

Yu Lie on the seat, the look was nervous: "Is there a sword in his hand? Why not use it."

On the side of Luo Ping, he often appeared in a doubtful look. He said: "Is it true that you can easily win without using the aura? The opponent is a fourth-grade student. Is this really good?"

Looking at the move of Yunshu’s hands, the audience immediately sounded a questioning voice. In their view, it is indeed an unwise and immature move to give up the spirit without using it.

The words are light and beautiful: "In other words, I have never seen Yun Dage use the spirits before. How suddenly, there is a sword, which looks like the grade is not low."

Like the graceful embroidery of the iceberg beauty, I also looked at the situation on the stage of the martial arts. I muttered in the mouth: "The secret that we don't know about him, I am afraid there are still more."

The Xinghe sword was inserted obliquely on the ground. The cloud rested with a greenish glow and slowly approached forward. Whenever he stepped forward, Zheng Qiu, not far away, felt a kind of oppression. Feelings, obviously only a gap between the strength of a star, but this endless sense of oppression, but let him feel that the front is a mean mountain, a kind of hopeful and fearful, even the unattainable awe.

"The illusion is all right."

Zheng Qiu bite his teeth, and the long sword in his hand pointed to the front. The thunder attribute of the body was like a flood, breaking the embankment, instantly bursting out, violently swept to the sword, sharp blade, because it was wrapped The reason why the layer of thick thunder attribute shines, the light instantly rises a few feet, and the small lightning arc bursts and jumps.

"Ben Leijian!"

A dark drink, Zheng Qiu's foot slammed forward, and the stone in front of him burst into pieces. In the thunder of thunder, a majestic blue sword was shot.

Lei and the wind, this is the fastest speed among the five elements of nature. The Ben Lei Sword condenses the light, inherits the extremely fast and arrogant energy of the Ray attribute. After the blue sword is condensed, it will shoot at a moment. Out, in less than a second, it appeared in front of the cloud.

In the face of Zheng Qiu's fierce offensive, Yun Chen's dark eyes gently lifted, covering the thunder and lightning, so that the original calm eyes, suddenly a little deep meaning.

"Break the sword? Power seems to have a level of metaphysical metaphor, but compared to the black magic, it seems to be inferior."

Seeing that the thunder and light swept, the cloud rested a little bit of curvature, and now all the defenses of the whole body were removed, letting the fierce thunder bombard the body.

"boom!"

Lei Guangjian exploded without warning. The Thunder burst into a violent wind and burst into a semi-circular shape of light arc on the stage of the martial arts. There was a thunder and ripples, and the small swords formed by the thunder light continued to revolve around. A semicircular light arc rotates and flies.

Everyone on the martial arts scene could not help but be stunned when they saw this scene.

"This guy... is it crazy?"

"If you don't do any defense, you will pick up Zheng Qiu's Ben Lei Sword. Even if it is a seven-star martial artist, you have to be seriously injured in the front."

Zheng Qiu looked at the cloud break that was swallowed by the Thunder Sword Storm. He first glimpsed a sneer smile: "I thought it was a powerful character. I didn't expect my brain to be so good, even if your strength is tyrannical, so close. The distance was hit by the running sword, and even if it is not dead, it will be disabled."

But when his voice has not yet fallen, the thunder of the flashing light in front of him seems to have a figure, walking at leisure with a leisurely pace.

Looking at the figure slowly came over, Zheng Qiu's face suddenly changed: "This... how could it!"

The flickering thunder ray slowly dissipated, and the slender white figure still had no damage. The thunder light on the robe was hidden, and eventually it was swallowed by the floating green flame.

Yun Xing hands are behind him, with a faint smile on his lips. In the spiritual space, after being bombarded by Thunder, his body seems to have been resistant to Rayleigh. Although Zheng Qiu’s Ben Leijian is not weak. However, it is still inferior to the Black Devils, so the cloud breaks this thunder and is still unscathed.

"Let me teach you how to use the Thunder!"

Under the horror of the eyes, Yun Xun lightly raised his arm, and one finger gently erected, and then facing Zheng Qiu in front of him, he was heavily placed.

"Thundering and thundering!"

The cold voice echoed in the whole martial arts field. On the fingers of Yun’s feet, the green flame illuminates with a touch of thunder, and then the next moment, it passes through the air and flies out.