Du Xiaochuan’s target is Wu Yi from Naba Wumen.

As for other disciples of Bawu Sect, Du Xiaochuan didn't care about it at all.

"Only such an opponent can stimulate my rapid growth!"

Du Xiaochuan has his own goal when he comes to attend the Nine Sects Summit.

People like Wu Yi are not very powerful at the Nine Sects Summit.

Du Xiaochuan took this opportunity to learn about the level he was at.

"Okay, let me leave it to me and see which of us will solve the battle first."

Luo Changjun did not refuse, but showed a sneer.

Since he was defeated by Du Xiaochuan and Wu Yanjun, he has even restrained his former arrogance.

Now Luo Changjun has also entered the seventh level of Wuling Realm, even stronger than Du Xiaochuan, and has reached the late stage of Wuling Realm! "Interesting, it seems that the Tianjian Sect has produced several young masters this year."

A disciple of Jiuhua Sect on the side said with a smile.

"It's a pity that such a naughty boy will make his head bleed.

These two guys hope not to be the same as those people in the previous few times. They are very crazy, but unfortunately they are no different from those who are trash."

The talks were not concealed at all, as if they were to listen to people from the Tianjian Sect.

"Senior Brother Wu Yi, let these two people leave to me!"

A young man from Bawu Sect sneered and said to Wu Yi.

At the same time, he hooked his fingers at Du Xiaochuan and Luo Changjun, with a look of disdain and shouted: "Two wastes, let's go together to let you see the gap in strength between us! Get back as soon as possible and don't embarrass people!"

This person is twenty-five years old and is not old among the many disciples of the nine sects, but he is not too young.

However, his strength is quite good, at the late stage of the Eighth Level of Martial Spirit.

This kind of strength can become a true disciple in the Tianjian Sect! "My name is Chen Yan, who is a core disciple of the Bawu Sect! If you lose at that time, don't be unaware of my name!"

Is he just a core disciple in the late stage of the Eighth Level of Wuling?

Peng Yu and others in the Tianjian Sect looked a little solemn, especially Shi Han and some true disciples.

"This person is ordinary among the core disciples of our Bawu Sect. If he can't even defeat him, the Tianjian Sect is really a group of waste!"

Wu Yi sneered, and held his hands without any intention of taking action.

"Are you coming or I?"

Luo Changjun asked Du Xiaochuan.

Suddenly, Du Xiaochuan felt that Luo Changjun was much more pleasing to the people in Bawumen.

Although both of them were extremely arrogant, at least Luo Changjun had that strength! "Brass and Saws?"

Du Xiaochuan smiled, while Luo Changjun shook his shoulders and refused.

"court death!"

When Chen Yan saw this scene, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes and punched her directly! "It seems that she is not lucky."

Du Xiaochuan smiled bitterly, stepped back, leaving his position to Luo Changjun.

Luo Changjun won the game just now.

Clang! The sword is unsheathed, and the sword light shines out.

Everyone felt a strong wind thrust the face! Before they could react, they saw Chen Yan, who was so arrogant in the Bawu Sect, stunned in place.

When the sword returned to the scabbard, Luo Changjun's face flashed with disdain and said, "With this strength, he dares to come out and embarrass him. It seems that the sixth-ranked Bawu Sect is just like this."

Hearing his words, everyone looked at Chen Yan.

Then everyone's eyes suddenly changed, and only saw Chen Yan opening her mouth, as if she wanted something.

But suddenly, blood spurted out in his chest.

A wound that spanned his left shoulder to his right abdomen was shocking! Hiss! Everyone took a breath! Unexpectedly, the two of them had already decided to win and lose! It was so fast! "Chen Yan actually lost?"

Wu Yi's expression changed suddenly.

Although Chen Yan is much worse than him in the Bawu Sect, it was also carefully selected by the Bawu Sect among many disciples! He was defeated by someone in one move! Chen Yan himself couldn't believe it, but the severe pain in his chest undoubtedly told him that all this was not a dream.

"You should be glad that this was not on the martial arts competition stage of the Nine Sects Summit, otherwise you would have died with one sword just now."

Luo Changjun was more arrogant than Chen Yan just now.

"The strength of Luo Changjun has improved a lot compared to the beginning!"

The people from Bawumen suffered a loss, and their faces were extremely gloomy at this time.

Especially Wu Yi, who was in charge, had no calmness on his face, and his eyes flashed with strong murderous intent from time to time.

Not only the people from Bawu Sect, but also the people from Wanshou Villa and even the Jiuhua Sect were a little surprised.

"This man is obviously in the late stage of the Seventh Level of Martial Spirit. How could he be so powerful?"

On this side, Wu Yi finally couldn't sit still.

"I didn't expect that there were still one or two people who could take action.

Interesting! It's really interesting! I just saw it, why don't we come and have fun?"

Wu Yi took the initiative to invite the battle.

"Luo Changjun! Don't fight! This person is strong, you are no match!"

Peng Yu whispered.

This Wu Yi is not as good as Chen Yan just now, and the two of them are completely different from the same level.

Even if Luo Changjun is a spiritual martial arts vein, his chances of victory are still too low.

Luo Changjun's face became solemn. Before Wu Yi could take action, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

But he was very dissatisfied! "Hmph! I want to see how strong the so-called true disciples of Bawu Sect are!"

"You will see it! Your name is Luo Changjun?

I just saw that you have a pretty good strength, but it’s a pity that you entered the wrong sect, which is a pity.”

Luo Changjun snorted coldly and took action in an instant.

The sword is like the wind, fast but not chaotic, and the power is completely condensed.

"Good sword technique!"

Facing this sword, Wu Yi couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's a pity that the power is a little weaker!"

I saw Luo Changjun's sword blocked by Wu Yi with the simplest means! He punched directly on the tip of the sword! The sword in Luo Changjun's hand was directly pressed and bent by a huge force.

Bang! The huge rebound force made Luo Changjun retreat several steps in a row.

On the other side, Wu Yi's body swayed slightly and did not take a step back.

The judgement is right! Peng Yu and Ding Ying look extremely ugly.

Luo Changjun gasped slightly and his eyes narrowed.

Wu Yi glanced at the sword in Luo Changjun's hand and found that it had not been broken. He showed a look of surprise and said, "Is it a quasi-level tool?"

No wonder Chen Yan lost so simply.”

This statement is undoubtedly to find an excuse for Chen Yan, who was defeated by the Wumen just now. After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.

"Come again!"

Luo Changjun was not convinced and wanted to take action again.

Unfortunately, Wu Yi lost interest and shook his hand and said, "You are not my opponent, so you don't need to fight anymore.

If you want to fight, let Li Qing from your Tianjian Sect come out and compete with me. Isn’t he the strongest disciple of your Tianjian Sect?

I, Wu Yi, want to see how much he is!"

"Yes, let Li Qing take action! None of you can fight."

The people from Wanshou Villa were also mocking them.
Chapter completed!