The Strongest Martial Spirit of Infinite Upgrade

Teng! Teng! Teng!

On the rostrum, several dignitaries stood up for a moment, with a look of shock and horror.

The test of the Eight Divine Soldiers was afraid that for nearly ten years, there were no pawns of twenty feet in length. I did not expect that today, Xiang Xiangjie did it.

"Good! Well deserved first!"

Cang Yu, the Lord of the End of the World, stood up and claimed to praise.

"Hahaha, Xiang Tianjie, yes, yes, did not disappoint the old man, come, we look forward to the performance of Chu Yan, the Xuanshi Holy Land!"

The old snake pupil touched Changsha with his hands and laughed loudly.

As soon as this word came out, the audience suddenly became silent, all with a wrong expression!

Chu Yan! ?

Want to compete with Xiang Tianjie! ?

No, isn't that kid relying on the backstage of Dixuan Pavilion to avoid the test? .

Everyone looked at the corner of the battle platform, the figure of the black robe, all eyes of doubt.

"Chu Yan?"

On the stage, he turned to Tianjie's eyes, looked at Chu Yan, and smiled proudly.

"Oh, no matter who it is, even if you are dissatisfied, it is only me who is worthy to be the first!"

After speaking, Xiang Tianjie walked down the stage, standing against his hands, confident.

The efforts in the past two years are all for today. He not only cultivated for the great advancement, but also specially trained for the martial arts for two years.

Today is the day when he washed his shame and became famous!

Therefore, no matter who it is, it is impossible to stop itself, it will only become the stepping stone to the top of itself.

Including ... this Chu Yan!

Subsequently, Chu Yan walked slowly and walked towards the middle of the battle platform.

His pace was not fast, step by step, extremely stable, short distance of a hundred steps, so that all the eyes of the audience focused on him.

All of a sudden, the audience was silent, all eyes gathered.

The next moment, Chu Yan slowly picked up the sword **** soldier, held it in his hand, a sense of nothingness, quickly submerged into the sword body.

"Ok?"

Chu Yan's brow frowned slightly, and a touch of surprise appeared on her face.

Immediately, around his body, a stream of swords whirld through the air, and sword lights lingered around his body, shuttled through the void, and the sword lights shone.

The sound of Jianling penetrates the whole square!

"Well? What a powerful sword!"

Outside the battle platform, a strange color appeared on Tian Jie's face, his eyes flashed, and he flickered. He shook his head slightly and murmured.

"These eight **** soldiers don't have to rely on swords first! Even if you are a master of kendo, it's useless!"

Thousands of years ago, when the Eighteen Soldiers were born, the forces of all parties were shocked and came to observe them. Among them, there were not a few Kendo powerhouses, but no one could really understand the mystery of the Eight Gods.

All I know is that the former master of the Eight Divine Soldiers, Jedi is a supreme strongman who stands on the top of the mainland.

Maybe it was a terrible battle, the strong was lost, and the Eight Divine Soldiers were also destroyed, leaving only eight soldiers full of cracks.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

The sword body trembled, a sword foot more than three feet long rushed out from the sword **** soldier, the sword gas was vertical and sharp, sharp and sharp.

Three-foot swordman! ?

Everyone looked at the same time ...

Only three feet of swordsmanship, this is the genius recommended by Xuanshi Holy Land! ?

I am afraid that this test will not pass even the test?

You know, of the nearly 300 people, the average length of the pawns was more than four feet, and this Chu Yan gave birth to three feet!

"Oh ... What a pity!"

Cang Yu, the Lord of the End of the World, Chan laughed and shook his head. Now it seems that Chu Yan has no hope of winning Xiang Tianjie.

Moreover, the gap between the two is huge!

At this moment, the crowd around them all reacted, all kinds of disdain and contempt eyes appeared.

In their opinion, this Chu Yan is completely relying on the backstage background of Dixuan Pavilion, how can it be compared to these peerless Tianjiao, even to Tianjie ...

This is a complete joke!

On the rostrum, the old snake pupil of Longyuan Holy Land, with a smug smile on his face, swept to the side of the Shen Ge master, only to see him calmly and restlessly.

On the battlefield, Chu Yan frowned, reacting completely to the surroundings, and the whole mind was completely absorbed in the sword soldiers.

In his eyes, the sword light flickered, staring straight at the sword **** soldier in his hand, his expression focused to the extreme.

"So it is ... so it is!"

After a while, Chu Yan smiled slightly, the body's true energy slowly poured out, forming a continuous force, constantly pouring into the sword **** soldier in his hand.

Hum!

With Chu Yan's real qi urging, the sword **** soldier trembled endlessly, and the sword awn rose again, and became four feet in length.

"Hahaha ... Chu Yan, unexpectedly, you are the recommended genius of this Xuanshi Holy Land. I feel ashamed of being in the same rank as you!"

Laughing loudly to Tianjie, with a deep disappointment in the laughter.

You know, Xiang Tianjie actually hopes that Chu Yan is stronger and can even achieve second place.

In this way, we can really set off our own light and be a qualified stepping stone.

But now it seems that Chu Yan ... too disappointing him!

"Oh my God, this Chu Yan, why is it so bad ..."

"That's right, even on this strength, how dare you even compete with Xiang Tianjie?"

"I do n’t know if there is a genius in Xuange. You can recommend me. I urged me for more than six feet!"

"Haha, shame ..."

"Well, why can't he come down!"

"..."

The crowd was uproaring, and all kinds of taunts and ridicules echoed across the square.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, a sudden change occurred!

Chu Yan, holding the magical soldiers, swept his gaze, looking at the seven magical soldiers, and in his eyes, colorful light flowed, his body, with a sharp breath, burst out.

In a wave of condensed air, with the sound of the tiger howling, the wind lingered around Chu Yan's body and hovered continuously.

At the same time, circles of colorful brilliance emanated from the ripples of water and shone toward the eight soldiers.

On the entire battlefield, the void constantly trembled, and all the air was instantly frozen, and the whole body was bathed in the sound of tiger howls and colorful lights, as if the gods were descending from the heavens.

What's more terrible is that in this terrible breath, with a trace of **** will to kill, sweeping across, it is creepy and chilling!

Immediately, under the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes, the seven soldiers on the stone platform trembled in unison.

"When the hero pulls his sword up, it's a hundred years of calamity!"

Chu Yan put the sword **** soldiers back to Shitai ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ slowly raised his head, looking to the sky, the sound is like the bells and twilight of the morning, and the mysterious fantasy ...

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Eight Daoguanghua towered from the stone platform, and eight golden pillars of light, like the eight swords of the sky, pierced the Jiuxiao.

Chu Yan slowly raised his hand, with a single finger, hit a total of eight colorful air currents and shot into the Eight Gods.

"Okay, wake up!"

Gently nodding, Chu Yan smiled indifferently, as if talking to the Eight God Soldiers.

The next moment, a scene everyone couldn't believe ...

The Eight Gods trembled, levitating from Shitai, and constantly rising into the air ...

Fast as lightning, hovering like a dragon, like a shining star, flying above the sky, flying through ...

Every sword qi and daomang, accompanied by the sound of the shining Jianjian sword shattering through the void, shook through the sky.