Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 4230: Kill by the way

Because the burly disciple was at a close distance, he was directly knocked away by the red light explosion, and he was directly knocked to the ground.

Amidst the lightning and flint, Chen Xuan once again used the prairie fire sword and pierced into the body of this strange monster.

This strange monster was knocked away directly, and finally slowly fell to the ground.

“Lu Lingtian, are you okay?”

 After killing the strange monster, Yang Quande and others came to Lu Lingtian's side.

"Brother, I...can't die." Lu Lingtian was obviously seriously injured, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

 “Sorry, I was seriously injured before we even arrived at Tianshui City.”

 He glanced at Chen Xuan gratefully.

If it weren't for Chen Xuan, maybe he wouldn't have been seriously injured just now.

At this time, the leader of the Soul Sect slowly walked over and said with a heavy face: "Chen Xuan, did you see it?"

 Chen Xuan nodded and said: "This weird monster is probably sent by the Demon Sect. It must be specifically to assassinate the new generation of Tianzhen City."

“I guess it should be someone from the Snake God Cult…”

Hearing the warriors of the Snake God Sect, the faces of several disciples darkened instantly, and they all looked at the leader of the Soul Sect.

"Let's go. The most important thing now is the battle for the secret realm." After careful inspection, Lu Lingtian was fine.

Even if the leader of the Soul Sect wanted to find out about the Snake God Cult, he didn’t have any clues, so he simply gave up.

 Many warriors quickly left the dense forest.

 Soon, we finally arrived at Tianshui City.

“The direction ahead is Tianshui City.” The leader of the Soul Sect said with a gentle smile.

 Then a group of seven people entered Tianshui City.

 Just after entering Tianshui City, a burly middle-aged man came to greet them.

“Master of the Soul Sect, you came quite early this time.” The burly middle-aged man had a sinister smile on his face.

 “It’s you.” The leader of the Soul Sect nodded slightly and replied.

This burly middle-aged man is the head of the Tianquan Sect, the top sect in Tianshui City.

It is the most important rival sect in their soul sect's fight for the Tiantian Spring this time.

"Your place of residence has been arranged for you. Come with me." The master of Tianquan Sect said with a slight smile, and then led many warriors from the Soul Sect to a house.

 “This is your place of residence, you can have a good rest.” Tianquan Sect Master said.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the Tianquan Sect Master left here.

Many disciples of the Soul Sect have been on the road for three days. They also feel tired, so they need to start resting.

 Soon, the next morning, the battle for the secret realm began.

The leader of the Soul Sect took Chen Xuan and the others to a competition ground in Tianshui City.

The area outside the competition ground was crowded with people, all of whom were warriors from small sects in Tianshui City.

 In the competition arena, one area is already full of warriors who are disciples of the Tianquan Sect, while the other area is reserved for the Soul Sect.

"Let's go over there." The master of the Soul Sect came to their area, and the other seven disciples also sat down one after another.

Seeing the arrival of the people from the Soul Sect, a black-robed warrior stood on the middle competition field and said slowly: "Everyone, I believe you also know the rules of the battle for the secret realm, so I won't talk nonsense."

The Tianquan Sect Master and the Soul Sect Master nodded in succession.

"In this case, the seven disciples in this secret realm battle will take turns to play. Whichever side loses the game will be considered a failure. The rules are very simple, but the use of hidden weapons and cheating are not allowed. If discovered, they will be disqualified." Black-robed warrior Then he said.

With the order from the black-robed warrior, the battle for the secret realm officially began.

“Master of the Soul Sect, I am afraid that this time in the battle for the secret realm, our Tianshui City will still win.” The Master of the Tianquan Sect looked at the Master of the Soul Sect and said with a faint smile.

“Last year in the battle for the secret realm, Tianshui City overpowered Tianzhen City to seize control of Tianming Spring. However, this time, they were unable to win.”

In the past few years, Tianquan Sect has allowed many disciples to enter Mie Tianquan to practice. The strength of Tianquan Sect disciples has generally improved. The leader of Tianquan Sect believes that they will definitely win this time.

 “Let the game begin.” The leader of the Soul Sect said with a sneer.

 The two leaders faced each other, and the disciples at the rear were also ready.

 Especially the warriors of the Soul Sect, they are full of anger.

 The first person to come on stage was a disciple from Tianquan Sect.

"I alone can defeat all the disciples in your Tianzhen City." This disciple stood on the fighting field. It was obvious that he was very arrogant.

 “Let me teach you how to perform the exercises.”

 Song Lun from the Soul Gate comes on stage.

Song Lun was very angry when he saw the disciples of Tianquan Sect being so arrogant.

 “Who is this kid?” Chen Xuan asked in the disciple area of ​​Soul Sect.

“This is an elite disciple of Tianquan Sect, named Zhang Qiong. He is good at swordsmanship.” Yang Quande explained beside him.

While talking, Song Lun and Zhang Qiong were fighting together. As soon as they came up, Song Lun set up a spiritual formation. However, due to Zhang Qiong's attack and the gap in the spiritual formation arranged by Song Lun, he was not trapped. Zhang Qiong.

“Trash? Are you trying to trap me with this kind of spiritual formation?” Zhang Qiong sneered and displayed his sword skills instantly.

 Soon, the sword skills gathered in his long sword, and then he slashed out with one sword.

 After a loud noise, Song Lun's spiritual formation shattered.

Song Lun's body flew out directly and fell under the martial arts competition platform.

 “Zhang Qiong wins.” The old man in black robe announced.

At this time, Chen Xuan looked at Zhang Qiong's swordsmanship with a cold smile. His pupils flickered with brilliance. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "The swordsmanship has reached the third level, and there is only one step left. You can reach the fourth level of small realm.”

“Zhang Qiong’s cultivation is considered to be the peak disciple among Tianquan Sect. Coupled with his swordsmanship, his strength has completely suppressed Song Lun.”

After Song Lun was carried away, Zhang Qiong once again shouted arrogantly: "It's really rubbish, it's just wasting my time."

 The next disciple fought Zhang Qiong for several rounds, but was still no match for Zhang Qiong and was defeated again.

In just a short moment, two disciples of the Soul Sect were defeated, which made the master of the Soul Sect look gloomy.

“Master of the Soul Sect, can your disciples of the Soul Sect break through Zhang Qiong?” the Master of the Tianquan Sect said with a slight smile.

 An hour later, all the disciples of the Soul Sect were defeated by Zhang Qiong.

 All six disciples were defeated by Zhang Qiong, especially Lu Lingtian, who had been injured before and was almost killed after being directly hit by Zhang Qiong.

 Fortunately, he was rescued in time by Chen Xuan's elixir.

 “Are all the disciples of the Soul Sect vulnerable?” Zhang Qiong shouted loudly.

 The words were full of cynicism.

In the Tianquan Sect area, many Tianquan Sect disciples also had sneers on their faces, and they were all mocking the Soul Sect.

 “Let me come.” Yang Quande yelled and finally took the stage.

“Zhang Qiong, you are no match for me.” Yang Quande said in a cold voice.

 “Haha, you can’t do it either.” Zhang Qiong said arrogantly.

Yang Quande directly arranged a top-level spiritual formation without saying a word.

 The terrifying aura instantly filled the entire martial arts competition stage, and Zhang Qiong was trapped in the top spiritual formation.

One Tianquan Sect disciple couldn't help but curse: "You idiot, the one on the other side is Yang Quande, be careful!"

On the competition ground, Zhang Qiong was trapped in the spiritual formation arranged by Yang Quande, and he launched a terrifying attack at the same time.

No matter how powerful his attack was, he could not break through Yang Quande's spiritual formation. It was obvious that Yang Quande's spiritual formation was perfectly arranged.

“I don’t believe that a spiritual formation can trap me, Zhang Qiong.”

Zhang Qiong roared angrily, and his sword skills were immediately displayed in a terrifying manner.

 He launched his strongest attack in an attempt to repel the spiritual formation, but ultimately failed.

Seeing Zhang Qiong struggling in the spiritual formation, Yang Quande sneered and struck directly into the spiritual formation with his sword.

 Zhang Qiong's body was directly flown out, and at the same time, the spiritual array disappeared instantly.

 “Yang Quande wins.” The old man in black robe announced.

At this time, Zhang Qiong got up from the ground. He wanted to deal with Yang Quande, but was stopped by the leader of Tianquan Sect.

 “Back off!” Tianquan Sect Master shouted angrily.

Hearing what the Tianquan Sect Master said, Zhang Qiong’s face was full of helplessness, he lowered his head and returned to the disciple area of ​​the Tianquan Sect.

 “I just lost one game, let me take the lead.” The disciple went directly to the stage and fought against Yang Quande.

Yang Quande's strength is a little stronger than Tianquan Sect imagined. Yang Quande can instantly deploy a perfect top-level spiritual formation, which makes Tianquan Sect's disciples a little helpless.

 After a few rounds, Yang Quande knocked away this Tianquan Sect disciple with a sword.

Another half an hour has passed, and Yang Quande has defeated the third Tianquan Sect disciple. He used the top spiritual formation to defeat the opponent.

When the next disciple came on stage, he cursed loudly: "Yang Quande, if you don't use the spiritual array, do you dare to fight me head-on? Haha, you just use the spiritual array, your strength is not that good at all!"

Yang Quande looked at this disciple, smiled softly and said: "What I practice is the spiritual formation. You asked me to give up the spiritual formation and fight you head-on. Why are you so stupid?"

 Hearing what Yang Quande said, the disciple was very angry and launched a terrifying attack.

Yang Quande once again deployed a perfect top-level spiritual formation, trapping the disciples of Tianquan Sect.

At this time, in the disciple area of ​​Tianquan Sect, many disciples looked gloomy.

“Yang Quande’s spiritual formation is very powerful. If he were to set up the spiritual formation, he would basically be at a disadvantage.” A disciple muttered.

Sure enough, after three rounds, Yang Quande won.

"Yang Quande? Let me come." The person who spoke was a young man. Seeing him speak, many disciples showed surprised expressions on their faces.

 At the competition ground, the corners of Yang Quande's lips raised slightly.

At this time, in the disciple area of ​​Tianquan Sect, a man slowly walked onto the martial arts competition stage.

"Yang Quande, you really think you can challenge all of us." The short-haired young man said.

 (End of this chapter)