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Chapter 1414 Transition

On the top of Mingshan Mountain, in front of Lingyun Hall, nine arenas are still there, and the nine champions who won yesterday stand on them, continuing to wait for the challenge of the latecomers.

From Chenchu ​​to Chenzheng, no one took the stage to challenge. After the referees of each arena shouted nine times, "But who still took the stage to challenge?" and no one answered, the list of the local list was decided.

Then the matter on the Earth List came to an end, and the sword competition scope of the sword test conference will be the turn of the monks in the Xuanhai Realm.

I don’t know if this is the fastest session since the establishment of the Sword Test Conference. The Yuandan Realm competition was over in just one day. Most of the casual cultivators and cultivators from the small sects were trying hard to show their faces, but now it seems that they are destined to be spectators this time.

Feng Yu, the second elder of Mingshan Sect, continued to stand on the middle platform as the host. After issuing the list and rewards on the ground, he signaled that he could join the arena.

Unlike the battles in the Yuandan realm, the battles in the Xuanhai realm do not require so many platforms, one is enough.

The nine arenas were quickly split, then gathered to the middle position directly below the Lingyun Hall, and then pieced together again to form a huge new arena.

"This is actually a spiritual weapon?"

Shen Hao didn't think it was very strange at first, it was just some composite large magic arrays. This thing was not unusual in the Jingjiu Dynasty. Xuanqingwei and the army had been widely used for a long time. But when he saw the huge ring being spliced ​​up bit by bit, a wave of magic power that belonged to the spiritual weapon overflowed, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and leaned forward in disbelief, wanting to see more clearly.

After a moment, the huge ring was assembled, and the fluctuations of the spiritual weapon became even more obvious, which made Shen Hao sure that he was not wrong. It was indeed a spiritual weapon.

The square ring is thirty feet long and half a meter taller than the ground. It is covered with dark gold patterns all over black. The material looks like jade, but it also has a metallic color. Anyway, Shen Hao can't see it.

Xiang Liu, who was next to him, said: "Mr. Shen, this arena is a spiritual weapon of the despicable sect, called the "Trial Platform". It was passed down by the ancestors of the sect. It is extremely strong. Then it can form a barrier from the inside to the outside to block the long-term full-strength bombardment of the middle realm of Xuanhai Realm. It is also the venue for the next battle for the Tianbang. Haha, Lord Shen has a different cultivation level. If you have the chance, you can go to the stage to give me some advice, so that I can also give you a long experience."

Shen Hao's face collapsed, he snorted coldly, and said in a stiff tone: "I've raised my praise to the elder. It's enough that Shen's tricks are just playing in the secular world. I don't dare to put them on occasions like the sword test conference."

"High, Lord Shen is too modest. Master Shen is learning from the ancestor Ice and Fire. How can he be ordinary? Please give me advice." Zhong Hongye was also helping him with robbery, and his words also praised Shen Hao high, and he fell down after a while.

Although the others on the viewing platform knew in their hearts that Mingshanzong and Wanjuanshushan were preparing for Yin Yishou's surname, none of them spoke to dissuade them. The surname Shen sat on the left viewing platform. How could they sit there for a while? Besides, there were not many good things on both sides, so it would be better to get angry!

Shen Hao looked at the horse and stopped talking. He seemed to have some anxiety on his face. He smiled secretly when he saw the people around him.

However, for most people, their main focus is on the middle arena, because after Feng Yu announced that the arena competition on the Tianbang begins, the second round of sword competition will also begin. And this time, just like yesterday, it is not just a simple competition, but also a secret fight in the entire sect circle.

So it’s not his turn, Shen Hao, who is relatively outside.

However, Shen Hao quickly smiled at the ring in front, because he saw an acquaintance, his friend Nie Yun.

Nie Yun was wearing a pair of top-grade magic gloves in both hands and a black outfit. His hair was tied behind his head at random, and the expression on his face was a bit solemn.

However, based on Shen Hao's understanding of Nie Yun, he was sure that Nie Yun was absolutely eager to try and excited and happy at this moment. In the words Nie Yun himself once said, the one who strives for cultivation is to go against the sky. The fun lies in fighting, fighting with the sky, and fighting with people, otherwise wouldn't it be depressed to practice all the way?

Shen Hao had seen Nie Yun on the viewing platform before, but it was inconvenient to say hello. However, it seems that Nie Yun has completely consolidated the foundation of the first level of Xuanhai Realm during this period, and it is much more stable than the last time he saw him in Fengricheng.

However, in Shen Hao's view, Nie Yun's appearance is likely to be just to give Nie Yun a training experience and increase some experience in fighting with Xuanhai cultivators. This is a far cry from eye drops on Mingshan Sect and Wanjuanshushan.

"Guishan Monastery, Nie Yun, please give me advice!"

"Wanjuanshushan, Zhang Qing! Please give me advice!"

As expected, just like yesterday's ring pattern, one of the big sects here came up, and one of the two super sects was to be recruited. It was obvious that yesterday's open and secret struggle continued to come today.

Shen Hao was quite interested in seeing it. Although he had "fighted" with Nie Yun after entering the Xuanhai Realm twice, the first time he was crushed, and the next time he crushed Nie Yun, so he was not sure about the specific depth of Nie Yun's methods. He was also curious whether Nie Yun could win compared with the Xuanhai Realm cultivators of the super sect?

The next battles are much more exciting than yesterday's ground list. Of course, you have to understand them to feel exciting. For example, those fierce confrontations at the rule level have a high viewing threshold. Without the cultivation level of Xuanhai Realm, you can't even understand them.

Both of them are at the first level of Xuanhai Realm, Nie Yun and the man named Zhang Qing from Wanjuanshu Mountain can be said to be equal in size, and Nie Yun even has a slight advantage.

As time goes by, after half a stick of incense, the fierce fighting on the ring becomes more and more fierce. From the corner of Nie Yun's mouth, which gradually raised, you can know that Nie Yun had already shown murderous intentions at this moment.

After another half of the incense stick, the barrier raised by the huge ring spirit weapon had flashed continuously, and the sound of the muffled sound was caused by the splashing power inside. The battle reached a white-hot level.

Finally, Nie Yun shouted loudly, relying on his own rules to condense and squeeze out the opponent's rules and means, and then used this moment of gap to escape into the opponent's approaching, and then punched both punches and hit the opponent's chest and forehead respectively.

Two punches that include the power of true energy and rule, and with the key points, Nie Yun finally took two points of strength and was really a ruthless move.

I saw Zhang Qingru's broken kite, knocked away by fist force, and a large bunch of blood spurted out of the air, and finally hit the ground of the ring, struggling to stand up, but in the end, he failed to succeed except to continue coughing up blood. He could only feel relieved and looked annoyed.
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