The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 327: He Gong’s strength

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When Xue Bichen’s Guiyi Nine Swords reached the ninth sword, the long sword in her hand was as dazzling as the sun, and the endless sword aura, like a huge wave, rushed towards Yi Sheng. Away.

Yi Shengjian was shocked to the extreme, daring not to neglect, he hurriedly raised Fang Tian's painted halberd to resist.

"Crack!"

Fang Tian's painted halberd broke, but the huge sword light did not stop, and it slammed on Yi Shengjian's body. Yi Shengjian couldn't resist it, and he fell off the ring.

"Xue Bichen, successfully challenged Yi Shengjian, and temporarily ranked ninth, Yi Shengjian's ranking was cancelled."

Hall Master Linghu announced the result loudly.

There was an uproar throughout the court.

Xue Bichen, the first successful inner disciple!

As a result, the male disciples who were present were full of blood.

Faced with the tumultuous scene under the ring, Xue Bichen was unmoved, and there was not the slightest wave on the face of the city.

At a certain moment, the girl's eyebrows looked at the slowly approaching figure somewhere, and it suddenly lit up, and immediately revealed a shallow knowing smile.

Where the girl looked at, a handsome teenager nodded and smiled at her, and even tapped her palm a few times.

Seeing the change in the girl's expression, everyone present was slightly surprised, following the girl's gaze.

"Qin Yi, he actually came."

Looking at the slowly coming figure, Yang Shiqi and Long Yan in the crowd looked at each other, and there was a touch of helplessness in their eyes.

"Hey, this kid, he really dared to come, his courage is commendable..."

He Gong, who was sitting among the top ten disciples, was taken aback for a moment. Qin Yi actually appeared at this moment, which surprised him, but soon, a touch slowly appeared on his face. Smile.

A sect disciple who can't even break through the sect, challenging him is simply looking for abuse!

Makita and the real person worshipping immortals also smiled happily with Qin Yi's appearance. At the same time, they also breed a trace of admiration for Qin Yi's courage.

Qin Yi ignored the different eyes that everyone cast on him, Yang Shiqi and Long Yan who came to the side: "I'm late, the game is still exciting, right?"

"Wonderful, I'm afraid the following competition will be more ‘exciting’."

Yang Shiqi gave him a bit of anger.

Qin Yi naturally heard what Yang Shiqi meant. She was referring to the scene where she was abused by He Gong for a while, which would be more "exciting."

Sister Yang, she really doesn't have any confidence in me.

Qin Yi secretly smiled helplessly, and didn't say much. After a while, when he challenged congratulations, everything came to light.

"Hey Gong, let's make gestures."

At this moment, Zhou Qian, ranked eighth, challenged He Gong.

"Zhou Qian, challenge me, are you looking for abuse?"

He Gong, who was thinking about Qin Yi's body, couldn't help being slightly surprised after hearing Zhou Qian's challenge.

Immediately, he smiled lazily, but did not hesitate, and followed Zhou Qian to the ring.

"He Gong, you laughed."

Zhou Qian is dressed in a white robe, like a scholar, with a gentle manner. He uses a short sword, with seven red emeralds inlaid on the sword. It should be a middle-grade sword with seven stars.

Huh!

He Gong's half-moon scimitar was unsheathed, and in an instant, a faint killing intent spread out.

"Five Enemies!"

Holding a half-moon scimitar, He Gong smiled towards Zhou Qiandan.

"Kost up!"

The corner of Zhou Qian's mouth was obviously drawn lightly. He is currently ranked ninth among the sect disciples. He actually only allowed him to five styles. This was an insult to him.

"No need to say more, you will soon realize my greatness."

He Gong's handsome face, the lazy smile unchanged, and his whole body reveals a strong confidence. Between the words, his gaze towards Qin Yi under the ring, slowly swept away, as if he was speaking to him.

Under the ring, looking at the shimmering half-moon scimitar, Qin Yi, Yang Shiqi, and Long Yan couldn't help but frowned slightly. This knife has once defeated the master.

"Thanks to the gods to cut the first style!"

He Gong's handsome face suddenly flashed a touch of warfare, and his figure directly turned into an afterimage. The half-moon scimitar in his hand made a suffocating cold light and slashed towards Zhou Qian.

This knife seems to have directly moved the natural path. As he cut out with this knife, the surrounding space was violently twisted.

In an instant, Zhou Qian felt that his whole body was covered by He Gong's half-moon scimitar. No matter how he avoided it, the sharp half-moon scimitar slashed straight at his chest.

So powerful!

Zhou Qian was shocked, he suddenly regretted challenging He Gong.

However, it is obviously too late to regret now.

Don't dare to neglect the slightest, even Zhou Qiandang used his strongest martial arts, "Seven Swords of Death!"

"Dang!"

The swords intersect.

The immense abilities blasted away in a mighty wave, and both of them retreated suddenly, Zhou Qian felt his arm numb.

He Gong looked as usual, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Zhou Qian, I said, you are looking for abuse when you challenge me."

"Go to hell!"

Zhou Qian was annoyed in his heart. He looked gentle, but when he attacked, he was unambiguous at all. He shouted angrily, and carried the Seven-Star Sword to kill him.

He Gong calmly faced the battle, a half-moon scimitar danced impenetrably, resisting all Zhou Qian's attacks, but for a while, Zhou Qian was also forced to retreat several steps.

"This congratulation, seems to be much stronger than when I fought against Master that day."

Qin Yi frowned slightly. He had entered an ethereal state. He found that He Gong's knife had no flaws and was completely natural.

The worries on Yang Shiqi and Long Yan's faces are obvious. He Gong is too strong. To challenge him with Qin Yixuan Dao's 9th-level cultivation base, the possibility of victory is zero.

"Worship to the immortal, this disciple of yours is also quite good. He actually cultivated the martial art of'Thanks to the gods' to a perfect state. However, he was too conceited. Five It seems impossible to defeat Zhou Qian in style. Zhou Qian's swordsmanship is not weak, and should be able to support more than ten styles."

On the stone steps, some elders speculated.

Today's competition, the two direct disciples both showed extraordinary combat power. At this moment, the real person worshiping immortals feels that he is quite beautiful. Today, his face has really risen.

"Zhou Qian is indeed quite good. I also hope that he can get out of the ten poses in Gong'er's hands."

The real worshiper smiled and said lightly, as a master, he knows He Gong’s combat power best.

"Thanks to the gods to cut the second style!"

On the arena, the fierce battle continued, and He Gong held a half-moon scimitar, and once again slashed towards Zhou Qian, the suffocating blade light, as if overwhelming.

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