Fighting Sword City.

This is the fifth city in the Qing Ancient Kingdom that has been shrouded in demonic clouds. Although no life has been destroyed yet, it is still a place of concern for hundreds of millions of civilians in the Qing Ancient Kingdom.

How can those young men who have experienced the catastrophe of forty thousand demons and were so high-spirited one second ago survive this calamity?

The foundation-building elders of the nine major sects were unable to take action, and there were only some scum from second- and third-rate sects in the audience.

The three rebellious elders of the Wulong Sect walked towards the battle platform with a ferocious smile. Along the way, waves of spiritual pressure roared up, causing violent winds to rage.

An early stage of foundation building.

Two people are in the middle stage of foundation building.

These three people are proud of Zhanjian City and are almost god-like existences.

In the eyes of the three of them, these disciples who had been practicing for half a year on the battlefield were as weak as chickens, pitifully weak.

…

"Wang Junchen, you can choose to surrender and avoid torture."

On the battle platform, three strong foundation builders were like gods, overlooking the common people.

The elder looked at Wang Junchen kindly and smiled contemptuously.

The second elder and the third elder also looked at the frost-enclosed body and were confident.

If the three great foundation-building experts couldn't even suppress a ninth-level Qi refining person, they could just kill themselves to apologize.

"In the early stages of foundation building, it's not like I, Wang Junchen, have never fought before!"

On the other side of the fighting stage, Wang Junchen took a step forward. His white hair was flying. Although he was young, his white eyes were shining, and he had a calm and unhurried demeanor.

I, Wang Junchen, may have been defeated, but I have never been afraid.

"The Wulong Sect has been observing you for half a year, so of course they know your record. Three days ago, you broke through the ninth level of Qi Refining and crossed the level to challenge the early stage of foundation building. The outcome was still undecided."

"To be honest, I'm still very jealous of your spirit body. For ordinary people, taking a higher level challenge is undoubtedly a journey to heaven."

The great elder chuckled lightly.

"Huh, if you don't drink the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty. I want to see how capable you are, with your frost-enclosed body."

In the early stages of foundation building, the third elder's face was full of anger.

Foundation building has its own dignity, how can it be challenged by the Qi refining stage casually? It is simply a shame and a great humiliation.

"Third brother, calm down... Capturing Wang Junchen alive is the task assigned by the leader. It is the top priority and there is no room for error... Just suppress the whole crowd, be careful of any unscrupulous people who may cause trouble."

The great elder looked around. Everyone in the audience was in fear and did not dare to move.

And next to the fighting platform, the young men who came to participate in the battle were even more vulnerable. Even a disciple of a second-rate sect was so frightened that he peed his pants.

"Second brother, you go to suppress Wang Junchen. Remember not to underestimate the enemy. Use all your strength to ensure that nothing goes wrong...I will personally control the battle. Among the elders of the eight major sects, it is inevitable that there will be a blind desperado."

The great elder turned around and looked at the eight furious elders from a distance, especially the elders of the Zihai Sect. The great elder paid close attention to them.

The elder of Zihai Sect is the only elder who may take action.

Of course, anyone with a brain will understand how it is possible to kill the great elder with just one blow. Moreover, there are still six foundation builders left... but the price is their own lives.

"It's just a Qi refining realm, you can capture it at your fingertips."

The second elder flicked his sleeves and held a spear in his palm. Along with bursts of dragon roars, the battle platform was violently swayed and instantly enveloped in a terrifying hurricane.

The gun spirit soared to the sky.

In the void, people can even see the shadow of a giant gun that is ten feet long, constantly shaking the space into dark cracks.

Spiritual energy takes shape.

This is the power of foundation building.

"Then, let's fight!"

Wang Junchen let out a long sigh, "There is no way to avoid disaster. Since the catastrophe is coming, we can only fight to the death without fear."

It's easy to kill me, Wang Junchen, but you have to capture him alive, just for your wishful thinking.

"A thousand worlds frozen!"

The most powerful killing move was to take action. Wang Junchen's whole body was filled with chills. A layer of terrifying frost storm competed with the monstrous spear spirit. The battle platform was completely frozen by thick frost, and there was a terrifying chill everywhere. Some tables, chairs and benches nearby

, or even directly cracked by freezing.

"go!"

A thousand realms turned into ten-foot-long cold spears, crushing the space and pressing towards the head of the second elder.

Three days ago, he broke through the ninth level of Qi Refining and fought with the elders of the Zihai Sect in the early stage of foundation building. Although the outcome was not decided and both of them suffered losses, Wang Junchen also gained a deep understanding of the foundation building realm.

A thousand frozen realms turned into a monstrous cold spear, which can definitely crush the foundation defense.

…

"Frost-sealed body, hold on, the Purple Gold Guard has already headed to War Sword City... You only need to hold on for half an hour!"

Imperial Military Department.

Qing Xuanyun stared at the scene of Zhanjian City and squeezed his palms together fiercely.

The teleportation array in Zhanjian City was also destroyed by the Wulong Sect, which slowed down the Zijin Guards. For half an hour, they were already running with all their might.

There is no evil demon coming to this city, it is just a small-scale confinement by Wulong Sect, and ten foundation-building purple gold guards are enough to calm everything down.

…

"Haha, is this a spirit body? It's so ridiculous!"

The second elder smiled contemptuously, flicked his sleeves, and the shadow of the giant spear in the sky shook violently, and flew towards the cold spear.

Boom!

There was a deafening loud noise, and the entire battle platform was split into two, with a dark crack opening in the center, which was shocking.

"What, Wang Junchen is in danger!"

After a few blinks, Wang Junchen's cold spear was shattered layer by layer, reduced to dust bit by bit, while the shadow of the opponent's giant spear was as powerful as a broken bamboo, like a dragon roaring.

"Do you think you can underestimate foundation building just because you have challenged a loser?"

"Huangkou kid, you know nothing about foundation building..."

The giant spear hit Huanglong, Wang Junchen spurted out a mouthful of blood, Han's spear was shattered, and he suffered some minor injuries... At this moment, when the giant spear came, he could no longer dodge it.

Everyone was stunned and their faces were filled with fear.

Sure enough, even a spirit body would not be able to succeed in the challenge.

Buzz!

At the moment when everyone was mourning for Wang Junchen, the magic swords in the audience buzzed wildly... After a breath, thousands of magic swords rose from the ground, filling the entire sky. Then, a steel dragon composed of a sword curtain

, and slashed towards the foundation-building spear.

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Boom!

The heaven and earth trembled, and the earth collapsed.

One magic sword after another, like moths flying into flames, shattered into powder under the vast spear, but the sword dragon was endless, constantly consuming the spiritual power of the giant spear.

A full three minutes passed, and when the Stegosaurus was almost exhausted, the void shot in the middle stage of foundation building finally dissipated.

Although foundation building is strong, it has its limits.

Facing two spirits, he couldn't be invincible.

"Wan Jiangeng Golden Body, I originally planned to deal with you after capturing Wang Junchen alive, but I didn't expect that you would dare to seek death yourself!"

One move was broken, and the second elder's face became as dark as water.

In order to capture Wang Junchen alive, the attack just now was almost with all his strength. How could he not be angry after being defeated?

"One spirit is not your opponent, then two... I really don't know anything about the realm of foundation building, but today I will kill one with my own hands!"

Liu Yueyue's inner demon was shattered. She had just broken through the ninth level of Qi Refining, and her strength had doubled. It was also terrifying.

She raised her palms to the sky, and suddenly, countless magic swords were stirring in the audience.

On the other side, Wang Junchen wiped away the blood stains on the corner of his mouth.

With Liu Yueyue's strong support, he is sure to fight in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Thinking about the brutal killing in the middle stage of foundation building makes your blood boil.

"Sister, take the sword!"

"My sword is my life, but for Senior Sister Liu, my life is given away to you!"

"Catch the sword!"

The move just now cost nearly a thousand magic swords. Although Liu Yueyue controlled ten thousand swords and returned to the clan, the number of magic swords in Zhanjian City was obviously much less.
To be continued...