The First Dragon of All Ages

"bring it on."

"You keep saying that you want to teach me, let me see if your strength is as great as your tone."

Long Qingchen looked indifferent and beckoned to Yan Ran.

If Feng Jiuming challenges him, Feng Jiuming's cultivation base is much higher than him, forming an absolute cultivation base suppression. It is difficult for him to win without using such treasures as the Spear of Destruction and the Dragon Ring of Time.

Unfortunately, it was Yu Yanran who challenged him.

In the practice world, there is a nine-ban suppression rule.

In other words, if a cultivator is more than nine small ranks higher than the enemy’s cultivation base, no matter what imperial rank martial arts or imperial rank skills the enemy has mastered, he cannot defeat the cultivator. This is the suppression of the nine prohibitions. Guidelines!

To put it bluntly, it means that the difference in cultivation base is more than nine small ranks and cannot be crossed.

Yu Yanran is the cultivation base of the fifth-order immortal monarch, and he is the cultivation base of the sixth-order dragon immortal emperor. Although Yu Yanran's cultivation is eight small orders higher than him, it does not form the nine-ban suppression criterion. He still wins. Opportunity!

"watch out!"

Yu Yanran screamed, and layers of celestial power rose from her palm, sweeping out like a sea tide.

Wow! ......

Wherever he went, the void collapsed, containing majestic power!

"This is Folding Wave Palm!"

The young man exclaimed, gritted his teeth, "Yesterday, I was defeated under the palm of this old lady. This kind of palm is very disgusting and can continuously add power."

The youth stared at the youth in the green shirt on the ring, "Yesterday, when you met Yu Yanran's Folding Wave Palm, he said that there are two ways to crack the Folding Wave Palm. The first is to take advantage of the folded wave palm. Before the power is superimposed, force the shock to disperse; the second is to resist, let the power of the folding wave palm continue to be superimposed, and when Yu Yanran can't control it, it will naturally disintegrate. Now, he is on his own. I don’t know what method he will use to crack it after the palm of Dielang?"

"easy to say, hard to do."

The boy shook his head, "I'm so smart, and my cultivation base is so much higher than him, I can't crack the palm of Dielang, how could he crack?"

Li Feiliu sneered, "If he defeats Yu Yanran, then everything is easy to say. If Yu Yanran defeats him, he will probably become angry and can't afford to lose. Take out the treasures and kill them."

"What is his treasure?"

The boy came interested and his eyes brightened.

Xie Meizhuang frowned, her beautiful eyes glaring at Li Feiliu, full of warning.

Li Feiliu had to shut up and said nothing more.

Hum! ......

Long Qingchen flipped his hand to take out a long sword, and the dragon's immortal power gathered on the tip of the sword and turned into a cold star.

Whoosh! ......

Han Xing flickered, and disappeared instantly with him!

Rumble!

The wave of immortal power in Folding Wave Palm smashed past his afterimage, and fell into the air, slamming into the barrier of the ring, causing violent ripples!

"Sword drawing style?"

The old man in the robe stunned for a moment.

"It is indeed the sword-drawing style!"

Jia Bingyun, the first one to pass the finals, has mastered the sword drawing style, and naturally recognized it at a glance. Her pretty face is full of shock, "Moreover, he draws the sword more than ten times faster than me. It is estimated that the sword style has been cultivated to the realm of Mahayana!"

Hearing what she said, the casual cultivators all took a breath and started in an uproar.

"Jia Bingyun's sword-drawing style is strong enough, and this person's sword-drawing style has been cultivated to Mahayana?"

"The nine swordsmanship of kendo is the simplest sword technique, and at the same time, it is also the most difficult sword technique. It is easy to get started but difficult to master. How come so many people have mastered the sword drawing style?"...

Feng Jiuming stared at the ring tightly, and couldn't help becoming a little worried.

Whoosh! ......

When the sword-drawing cold star reappeared, it was already behind Yan Ran, the sharp sword tip resembling the fangs of a poisonous snake, pierced fiercely.

"Junior Sister, behind you!"

Feng Jiuming's expression changed suddenly, and he reminded loudly, "Use the Triumphal Arch method!"

Yu Yanran felt the cold hair on her back suddenly, and she reacted quickly, directly using the Triumphal Arch.

Hum!

A triumphal arch emerged in front of her, and she took a step and disappeared instantly.

puff! ......

A ray of blood bloomed, and the tip of the long sword fiercely followed inside the Arc de Triomphe!

"interesting."

Long Qingchen felt a little surprised.

Because this sword did not hit Yu Yanran's vitals, she avoided it.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Xie Meizhuang’s beautiful face. Long Qingchen made such a ruthless move, and she did not have any pity for Xiangyu, which proved that Long Qingchen was not tempted by Yanran, she can rest assured...

Feng Jiuming was furious, "If you dare to hurt my junior sister's life, I will kill you!"

"You are so majestic!"

"Once you are in the ring, you will have your own life and death. This is the rule of the qualifiers!"

The robed old man glanced at him coldly, "If you dare to interfere with the duel anymore, don't blame my ruthless men!"

Feng Jiuming had to suppress his anger, and said anxiously, "Junior Sister, hurry up and surrender, you are not his opponent."

In the void on the ring, there was silence. Obviously, Yu Yanran was already dormant, planning to attack the Qingshan boy, and was unwilling to give up like this.

"Quickly scold her, you can crack her triumphant posture!"

The teenager yelled excitedly.

The young man patted the young man on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Okay, Junior Brother, he taught you this method. Of course he knows how to do it."

The boy scratched the back of his head, "It seems to be too."

"And you, shut up too!"

The old man in the robe cast a cold look at the young man.

The boy shrank his neck and quickly covered his mouth.

Although he is a fool, he can distinguish between who can and who can't... An old master like this old man in the robe is definitely not to be annoying.

Of course, Long Qingchen knew that Yu Yanran's mood was not calm enough. As long as she "sweared" Yu Yanran a few words, Yu Yanran's mood would fluctuate, resulting in unstable breath, exposing her position, and deciphering the way of the Arc de Triomphe.

However, he did not do so.

He stood quietly on the spot, waiting for Yu Yanran's attack, he wanted Yu Yanran to know what the gap was!

......

In the void, Luo Yanran quietly hid in a corner of the ring.

She is ready in her heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ No matter what the youth in the green shirt scolds her, how unpleasant the scolding is, she must hold it back, she must hold it back, and she can't help it too!

Don't be angry, don't have any mood swings, avoid unstable breath, and avoid revealing your position.

However, she waited and waited, the young man in Qingshan did not scold, instead, stood still.

"My state of mind is not as calm as my senior. Although I told myself I must hold back, but if he scolds very badly, I may not be able to hold it back. Why doesn't he scold?"

"Does he want to take the attack of the Arc de Triomphe Shenfa?"

This made Yu Yanran suspicious.

"He is too conceited. I don't know how powerful the Arc de Triomphe is, so let him have a taste!"

After observing for a while, it was determined that the young man in Qingshang would not swear, Yu Yanran was delighted in her heart, holding the war sword, quietly lurking towards the young man in Qingshang.