Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

Everyone gritted their teeth and glared at Feng Xian, wanting to tear him apart.

Seeing this scene, the high-level officials of the ten sects of the Righteous Way also felt very bad, because the endless sea is a mysterious place, and few people have set foot there for thousands of years.

Even the peerless powerhouses whose cultivation base is higher than King Wu wanted to explore the world beyond the vast sea, but each one of them disappeared in the end, as if they had evaporated from the world.

This makes them even more in awe of the unknown.

But no matter what, they couldn't bear to be yelled at by a junior in public.

They are well-known high-level officials, how could they allow a junior to act like this.

"Hmph! Arrogant junior, since you are so ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth, I will let you see the strength of this young leader on the Zhenwu Continent!" an elder of Shui Wenzong said loudly.

Then, he pointed to a disciple behind him and said, "Shen Xiu, go and teach him a lesson."

The disciple who was named bowed his hands to the elder, and then stepped on the light body, his body turned into a streamer, and quickly came to the ring.

Many people present hadn't seen clearly how he got here, as if he had teleported to the ring.

Everyone is also looking forward to this young master's ability to show his talents, and teach this young man who speaks wild words a good lesson.

Shen Xiu quickly drew out the long sword at his waist, and a cyclone circulated around his body. His long hair moved without wind, and there was already a strong aura of water element hovering around his body, and his aura rose rapidly.

Turning the long sword in his hand, he quickly swung it a few times above the void, and the blade traced a strange trajectory at an extremely fast speed, as if setting up a formation.

Someone saw this move at a glance, and shouted: "Water Wenzong's high-level martial art Shuilong Yin, there are only a handful of young people who can catch this move. This arrogant junior is going to make a fool of himself today."

The elders of Shui Wenzong couldn't help being very pleased to see that he had performed this sect's martial arts to such a proficient level.

On the arena, Shen Xiu raised the long sword above his head, and then pointed forward, a blue halo suddenly appeared on the blade. This hand was like the finishing touch, and a water dragon with a length of several feet flew out of the air.

Accompanied by a loud dragon chant, the water dragon quickly swooped towards the wind string with majestic momentum.

Just when everyone was expecting Feng Xian to be covered in bruises under the impact of the water dragon, he just slowly raised his left hand, the movement was very slow.

Next, the energy of the water element slapped on his palm, and it collapsed completely. An incomparably sacred water dragon exploded at this moment.

This made it unacceptable to everyone present.

To break it easily, what kind of weird trick is this, it seems to be able to restrain their attack skills.

Shen Xiu was also surprised, he opened his mouth slightly, gasped, and his heart was also half cold.

This time he was not careless, and he used his signature martial arts as soon as he made a move, but he didn't expect it to be broken so easily.

He already expected that his chances of winning were not great.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't admit defeat directly, so he could only grit his teeth and insist.

Shen Xiu swung the long sword, using the basic swordsmanship to carry the power of water element, and he swung a powerful sword.

At this time, Feng Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, he suddenly drew out the sword at his waist, swung it across the air, and then retracted the sword at such a fast speed that many people present did not see his movements clearly.

But the next moment, Shen Xiu's right arm holding the long sword flew up, and the whole arm was chopped off shoulder-to-shoulder.

Everyone took a deep breath and couldn't help feeling their scalps tingling.

This one is simply too strong, and every time he takes a shot, people can't see his way, which is why no one dares to try to fight him.

An elder of the Sacred Heart Sect smiled lightly, and patted the elder of Shuiwen Sect on the shoulder, and said, "I never thought that your Shuiwen Sect's martial arts skills are all showy, and they are not useful."

Seeing that Shui Wenzong was deflated, he hurriedly greeted him, which was also revenge for being ridiculed by the other party for the Haolin matter.

But before he could laugh out loud, Feng Xian said something that made his back go cold.

"The so-called famous sects are just rubbish dumps. You inferior races can only become our slaves."

At this remark, everyone present gritted their teeth in hatred.

The elder of the Sacred Heart Sect gritted his teeth. At this time, personal grievances are no longer important. He waved his hand and called a disciple to go, and he insisted on regaining face today.

This disciple is Haolin's younger brother, Haotian, both of whom have good aptitudes. Since Haolin was killed by Ye Chen, he has been practicing hard behind closed doors, but half a year later, he found that the distance between himself and Ye Chen is still so small. distant.

This time, he looked at Feng Xian, as if he transferred Ye Chen's hatred of killing his brother to him.

Without saying a word, he drew out his long sword and stabbed straight out.

After the previous rounds of fighting, everyone no longer had much hope, but they still kept some expectations.

Seeing that Haotian's moves are fierce and attacking the vital points directly, hope has increased a bit.

Shen Xiu quickly drew his sword, and he didn't even see his movement clearly. The next moment he heard a "clinking" sound of metal.

Then, the water dragon chant from the last fight with Shen Xiu unexpectedly appeared at this moment, a water dragon with a length of several feet suddenly condensed in the air, and swooped down at an extremely fast speed.

Under this blow, Haotian flew upside down and spewed out. In an instant, many meridians in his body were shattered, and all internal organs were burned. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and almost died on the spot.

"Is there anyone else who wants to come up and try? If not, you are tantamount to admitting defeat, and you must obey us from now on, or you will be killed without mercy!"

At this time, the glamorous woman on the side suddenly spoke, which attracted everyone's attention.

They came, but a man and a woman.

"Mouse, dare you!"

An elder of the Sacred Heart Sect couldn't help but wanted to make a move. He no longer cared about face, so he wanted to suppress them with the strength of his own Martial King, and slapped the two juniors to death.

But as soon as the woman raised her hand, she slapped her palms together, and for a moment the two were evenly tied.

And just as the elder returned, there was a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he suffered serious internal injuries.

"Go and send someone to invite Ye Chen to come."

At this time, a senior member of the Sacred Heart Sect wanted to send someone to ask Ye Chen to come and help, regardless of previous suspicions.

The top management of the Ten Righteous Path Schools agreed with his approach tacitly.

Ye Chen was sitting in the courtyard when a disciple hurried in.

"Sovereign, people from the Sacred Heart sect came to send a letter of appeal."

Ye Chen picked up the envelope and glanced at it, it turned out that it was written by the great elder of Sacred Heart Sect himself.

However, he tore up the letter casually.

He said, "Tell him to go."

This disciple went out and sent back the news. The Sacred Heart Sect disciple was a little annoyed when he heard the word "roll", but his strength was only at the late stage of Wu Zong, and this one in front of him was already at the middle stage of Wu Zun, so he didn't dare to fight with him at all. He does it.