Vaders sneered, and the ordinary steel blade he held in his palm burst out with layers of cyclones. The fighting spirit of the ancient Light clan is known for his integrity and ferocity. All martial arts and moves are trying their best to carry forward this iconic spirit, even if it is ordinary chopping, it has a fierce and fearless momentum. But this style is not hysterical madness, but maintaining a decent belief in fearlessness. In layman's terms, it is to maintain a sense of ritual. This sense of ritual has always been an upright tough guy in Ye Wuqiu's impression.

Vaders' steel blade was upright in front of him, and he shouted with a serious expression: "In the name of his ancestors, he will overcome all obstacles and win every battle!"

The low roar revealed a strong penetration power. The determination expressed by this sound full of energy made the disciples of the Zitan Pavilion stunned. The movements in their hands couldn't help but slow down. At this moment, Vedes suddenly moved, and the white holy light mixed with golden glow slashed down hard, "Justice punishment!"

The light that the Holy See, which was similar to the magical arts, lingers on the curtain like heavy ink and wash. The light hits the tip of the iron chain hard, and suddenly violent tremors spread uncontrollably on the iron chain. The fine shaking directly spreads to the opponent's palm. A little bloodshot appears, and the opponent's tiger's mouth is already injured.

The disciples of the Zitan Pavilion looked stunned, and were incredibly affectionate and close. He couldn't understand Vader's moves. He was knocked back and stopped, and he was not in a hurry to attack, but said, "What's going on? Why is your fighting spirit like this? When did the Nanhua Sect start practicing magical techniques similar to the Holy See?"

Ye Wuchou looked off the stage and complained loudly. He was still a chess game. Not only did no one in his team know the fighting spirit of the Nanhua Sect, but they also had very different styles. You can see at a glance that the atmosphere that the other sect should have.

Even Yao, Huang and Wei Zi should be extended under a unified program. However, Huo Jie's power of the starry sky, the evil spirit of purple clouds, the nine-section bone whip of blue and jade, and his heroic and elegant sword technique that is invincible in the universe, can't tell whether there is any internal connection between them? If you have to find out the connection, it is perfect to find out the rules of the operation of the universe here.

The four vassal kings stared at the stadium below with calm eyes. All the details in the four modules appeared under their noses in detail. Ye Wuchou observed carefully, but he didn't know whether it was because of the distance or anything else. He did not get any information from the vassal kings' faces.

"Are you doubting it? I'm worried about it?" Although Ye Wuchou complained secretly in his heart, his true thoughts were thankful. Even the vassal kings did not say anything, so the others naturally did not dare to find fault. If no one doubted whether he and others were really disciples of the Nanhua Sect, it would be natural for everything. But from another perspective, if he and others pretended to be their identity, this matter itself was a hidden danger. If someone planned to improperly punish the crime of destroying the Nanhua Sect's team in Tianlong Mountain on his head, then the matter would be really big.

He faintly felt that they were tempting crazy on the verge of death. Ye Wuqiu also smiled bitterly because he was too hard, but if he benefited the country from life and death, he would not seek it because of good fortune and disaster. He was deeply impressed by his actions.

Living as your ideal person is born to pursue unremittingly. If you fail to live up to yourself, then what can you expect the world to repay you?

Vaderth ignored the opponent's surprise, but rushed over bravely and fearlessly. Seeing an indestructible wall pounced towards him, the disciples of the Rosewood Pavilion were a little timid. This timidity came from the crushing of momentum and had nothing to do with their cultivation. Vaderth's cultivation was roughly around the early stage of Douyi, and it seemed that the bottleneck was a little loose, but in the end it was ups and downs and downs that had not broken through to the middle stage of Douyi. On the other hand, the disciples of the Rosewood Pavilion had superb cultivation in the late stage of Douyi. The result of the two was contrary to each other, which was really surprising.

The disciples of the Zitan Pavilion couldn't help but take two steps back. The wrapped iron chain was like a python. As he leaned forward with his hands, the iron chain shot out and accurately pierced at Vaders' heart.

The rules of the competition say that no one can die until the time is reached, otherwise the consequences will be borne by the Empire and will not protect it. Such regulations are tantamount to explicitly prohibiting the act of harming people's lives. But at this time, the disciples of the Zitan Pavilion were really scared. He needed the stimulation of blood to stabilize his panicked heart. In other words, he needed to use ** means to prove his ability to regain his hard-won confidence.

Vaders' heavy steps seemed bulky, but in fact they were not. He saw him twisting his waist lightly while maintaining high-speed movements, completing a very difficult avoidance movement, and then rushing towards his opponent. The iron cable turned its head and surrounded Vaders. Vaders looked left and right and found that the speed of the iron cable was slightly higher than that of him and had already vaguely surpassed him. He made a quick decision and jumped into the air. Although he was short and thick, the action of the hungry tiger was really handsome, with the steel blade raised high and piercing towards the disciples of the Red Tantan Pavilion like a javelin.

"Justice punishment!" The white light gathered at the tip of the blade and fell down fiercely!

The disciples of the Zitan Pavilion showed horror on their faces. In desperation, the chains swam rapidly. At the same time, the iron chains continued to grow more and more densely. Finally, their body seemed to be surrounded by petals, standing in a protective cover made of iron chains.

"Ding..." The harsh sound kept tormenting people's eardrums. The powerful explosion here overshadowed the other three areas. Without comparison, there would be no harm. The young man who was originally victorious in other areas was suddenly interrupted when he was greeting the cheers. This made him discover the gap and immediately no interest in showing off.

Vaders pierced into the high-intensity energy membrane like a sharp knife. The flowing fluctuations kept pulling around. Ye Wuchou's hair was blown up. He looked at the spectacular scene in front of him and said to Huo Jie: "How? The descendants of the ancient Guangming clan are really not simple."

Huo Jie smiled and said, "It is said that the most powerful thing in the Guangming clan is not just its pure fighting spirit and fighting skills."

"What is that?" Ye Wuchou put on an expression that he wished to hear the details.

Huo Jie said with a wavy head: "Let's wait and see, this battle is not that simple. Look at the disciple of the Rosewood Pavilion, obviously he did not exert all his strength. The battle has just begun. He suffered some losses. When he stabilizes the situation, Vaders may have to suffer."

Ye Wuchou's eyes were full of curiosity.

"These things are fragmentary memories obtained from the Star Lord's inheritance. For some reason, every step we have taken so far seems to have a sense of déjà, that is, the familiarity of clearly experiencing it once, but I was surprised to find that everything was just an illusion." Huo Jie deliberately put on a distressed look, but Ye Wuchou could see that he was deliberately relaxing. "The more I went on, the more I felt that I was moving along the ruts preset by others, without any possibility of seeing it. Because you think, if the future is already destined, we don't know what the next step will be. So when we face the choice, whether to go left or right, it is an inevitable result, and it is deeply imprinted in our souls."

Ye Wuqiu looked at Huo Jie meaningfully and said, "I also have a deep feeling, and I feel that my fame has become a toy for the Creator to change at will."

Huo Jie turned his head and looked at the ring, his eyes sparkling in his bright lens.

The situation on the ring changed a little, and Vaders' sacred breath condensed into a little effort to break through the defense of the disciples of the Zitan Pavilion. However, the disciples of the Zitan Pavilion slowly stabilized their minds, and the fighting spirit was running without any rush and slow, and the defense was even more round. Zhou Xiang. Although Vaders' justice punishment tended to approach forward, this situation quietly reversed.

"Hahaha, no matter what your Nanhua Sect is, you are just a kid in the early stage of Douyi. Even if your Douyi is a little tricky, how can you resist the power of my Zitan Pavilion?" The man sneered, his eyes were sinister, his hands were raised flat, and the surging iron chains were like a waterfall, rushing upwards frantically.

Vaders' face changed suddenly. He tried to resist and released the move to attack the snake group on the battlefield of the Empress's besiege of Zi Ye City. The range attack immediately collided with the iron chain.

"Boom!" Vaders felt like a huge hammer in his chest, and he suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and a sweet smell surged into his mouth. He fell down like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ye Wuchou's face tightened. He was about to stop, but was pulled by Huo Jie.

Huo Jie shook his head solemnly. Ye Wuchou understood the firmness in his eyes and gave up the idea of ​​stopping and admitting defeat.

It’s no wonder that Ye Wuchou wanted to stop. First, the difference in cultivation between the two on the ring is quite large, and second, this is just a competition and there is no need to be seriously injured.

The disciples of the Rosewood Pavilion strode over and looked down at Vaders who was lying on the ground from a high point. He laughed and said, "This game is effortless and good start is worth celebrating!"

The disciples of the Zitan Pavilion below the stage cheered loudly.

Vaders' face was a little gloomy, and he half held his body and didn't know what he was thinking.

"How is it? Do you admit defeat? This will save you from suffering from flesh and blood." The disciple of the Rosewood Pavilion asked contemptuously, but Vaders' performance was beyond his expectations. Not only did the latter not admit defeat, he didn't even want to leave the field! He couldn't help but look at the faces of the vassal kings who were observing this side, and found that they had no intention of ending the game. He immediately flew up and kicked Vaders directly in the chest.
Chapter completed!