Emperor Yutianwu

In the alchemy hall, Xuanfeng had a ferocious face. Chu Yan's words, he was only worthy of kneeling, made him angry and ferocious.

"Chu Yan, I will kill you!"

Chu Yan didn't know this. Xuanfeng's incident once again gave the freshmen a vivid lesson, letting them know their shortcomings and the real gap.

Xuanfeng was only the 97th on the stage, but in front of Xuanfeng, they didn't even have the ability to stand and could only kneel.

So in the next month, the seven freshmen continued to practice frantically. It was just astonishing that the fat man made the greatest progress. After this incident, he felt his shortcomings and was hit hard. After a month, he finally broke through to the first level of Juechen Realm.

Ye Xun also reached the third level of Juechen. The strange thing was Chu Yan. After another month, he still didn't break through and was still stuck at the third level of Juechen. However, people with discerning eyes would be surprised to see Chu Yan. In a short month, Chu Yan's aura changed a lot, and blood marks were engraved around him from time to time.

"I have finally mastered the power of blood." Chu Yan opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a blood mark in his eyes.

"What a pervert." Ye Xun cursed on the side. In the eyes of others, Chu Yan had not made any progress in a month, but Ye Xun knew best how much progress Chu Yan had made. In a month, he had completely mastered the two bloodlines, which was more precious than breaking through the realm.

A month ago, Ye Xun could still hold on for thirty moves in Chu Yan's hands, but now Chu Yan controlled the blood mark. The terrible power blessing alone made Ye Xun unable to resist. If it was a life-and-death contest, Ye Xun would probably lose in three moves.

"Are you interested in going deeper?" Chu Yan stood up and asked Ye Xun.

"Go by yourself. In the past few days, Changsheng Hall has had a lot of conflicts with us. I'm leaving. Fatty and the others can't stand it."

Chu Yan nodded. Indeed, he and Ye Xun had to leave one behind. Fortunately, he didn't say anything polite to Ye Xun. Now he was in a critical period, so he stood up and went to the depths of the mirror.

In the mirror trial, the closest place to Haotian Sect is Binghe Sect. Chu Yan thought about it and decided to go to Binghe Sect to try his luck and see if he could see Su Xishuang.

It takes three days to walk from Haotian Sect to Binghe Sect through a dense forest, but Chu Yan rode a little wolf and only took two days.

In the mirror trial Binghe Sect, it is not much different from Haotian Sect. There are also huge buildings and it is very lively.

Unfortunately, Chu Yan was unlucky. He waited for three consecutive days but didn't see Su Xishuang. This made Chu Yan a little disappointed: "It seems that I can't see it. I'd better wait for Qiu Yu's news."

Chu Yan decided to leave, but just as he got up and was about to leave, a very honest voice suddenly came.

"Little brother, I see you have been here for three days. You should not be a disciple of our Binghe Sect?" A very sturdy man walked towards Chu Yan.

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded politely: "No, I'm from Haotian Sect."

"So you're a brother of Haotian Sect, awesome! I, Song Wu, don't accept any sect, I only admire Haotian Sect, those who can join Haotian Sect are all geniuses." The man smiled honestly.

Chu Yan had a good impression of Song Wu, and Song Wu smiled: "Little brother, let's spar? I see that you are also at the third level of Juechen, and I am one level higher than you, at the fourth level of Juechen. I have long wanted to fight with the disciples of Haotian Sect."

Chu Yan hesitated, but did not refuse. After all, no one in Haotian Sect had challenged him for a long time, and he also needed to spar.

Then the two came to a challenge platform of Binghe Sect.

"Little brother, you have to be careful. The skill I practice is to break mountains and rivers, and the power is very strong. If you can't bear it, tell me and I will stop." Song Wu took out a giant hammer and said to Chu Yan seriously, but there was no arrogance in his voice, but it was full of warmth in his ears.

Chu Yan smiled and nodded: "Brother Song Wu is doing his best. If I can't beat him, I will tell you."

"Okay!" Song Wu grinned. Just as he said, the martial arts he practiced was called Breaking Mountains and Rivers. With one swing of the hammer, the ground and mountains shook immediately.

"Awesome!" Chu Yan was shocked when he saw Song Wu's attack. Although Song Wu had not comprehended the bloodline, the hammer blasted out, which actually multiplied the vitality several times, as if it was the power bloodline, making Chu Yan's feet sink, and the bricks and tiles on the ground were immediately shattered.

"Three Thousand Milky Ways Fall!" Chu Yan stopped talking nonsense. He carved three marks under his feet, and then he broke free from the shackles of the power, flashed back, and distanced himself from Song Wu.

"Boom!"

Song Wu's attack missed, but he did not stop. He continued to move closer. Every step he took was slow, but very heavy, as if it was a moving wall. He actually forced Chu Yan back and could not move forward, and pressed Chu Yan into a corner of the platform.

"That warrior, is he challenging someone again?" The huge explosion quickly attracted many disciples.

They seemed to be familiar with Song Wu. Song Wu was a famous martial arts fanatic in Binghe Sect. He had been in the sect for two years and his realm was not high, but he had the ability to fight across levels. It was said that he had once killed a sixth-level Juechen strongman with a hammer.

"Who is that kid? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"I don't know, he doesn't know whether to live or die. He dared to fight Song Wu at the third level of Juechen."

"I guess he was forced to fight by Song Wu again. Haha, he will suffer." Many disciples kept discussing, but at this moment, Chu Yan's feet were full of wind. Seeing that he was about to be shaken out of the ring by Song Wu, the vitality under his feet suddenly engraved a blood mark. The power suddenly collided with Song Wu's giant hammer, and Chu Yan took a step forward angrily.

"Boom!" The ground trembled. At this moment, Chu Yan was actually balancing Song Wu's power.

"Bang!" Chu Yan struck out with another sword, but at this moment, Song Wu's heavy hammer also rolled down, and the sword edge collided with the heavy hammer. Unfortunately, the sword was a little thin after all. Chu Yan's tiger's mouth felt numb, and his body He trembled violently and was immediately blown away by a strong wind.

"Pfft!" Chu Yan spat out blood and jumped up from the stage. He glanced at Song Wu and gave a thumbs up.

This time against Song Wu, he truly admired Song Wu. It was the first time that Chu Yan could display his power to such an extent despite having no bloodline.

"Little brother, you are so amazing. You are on the third level of Juechen, and you can understand the bloodline. Haha, you are much more powerful than a martial artist like me." Song Wu also smiled politely and jumped down from the ring.

"Brother Song, can you help me protect the law?" Chu Yan suddenly said to Song Wu. Song Wu was stunned, mistakenly thinking that Chu Yan wanted to heal his wounds, and dropped the heavy hammer to the ground: "No problem."

Chu Yan nodded and sat down cross-legged. This time he fought with Song Wu, which made Chu Yan realize a lot. Everyone thought he was healing his wounds, but only he knew that his soul appeared in his Dantian at this time. , directly enter the third floor of Jiutian Xuan Tower.

Here, Chu Yan held his breath and concentrated, and the vitality continued to envelope him. At this moment, an extra force appeared in his body, allowing him to continuously improve, and in the blink of an eye, he actually reached a terrifying bloodline.

Chu Yan had long understood the power of blood, but it was only after this battle with Song Wu that he understood what real power was.

There are people in the world who know that martial arts in the world can only be broken quickly, but Chu Yan discovered otherwise today. It’s just that your strength is not enough. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that one force can defeat ten levels. Just like Song Wu’s attack today, the power is as strong as A big mountain is tightly shrouded, exerting such force on itself, no matter how fast you go, you can't move a step at all.

Chu Yan couldn't help but get excited. He clearly felt that the power blood in his body was boiling, and the veins of the blood were becoming clearer, as if they were real and visible. He knew that his blood had broken through again.

After half a day, Chu Yan finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Song Wu and said directly: "Brother Song Wu, let's fight again!"

"Huh?" Song Wu was stunned for a moment. It turns out that those who fight against him will never fight a second time. After all, once the martial arts heart is dusted, there will be a bottleneck, so no one wants to be hit a second time. , but now when Chu Yan opened his eyes, he was about to fight him again.

But Song Wu was also a warlike person, so he nodded: "Okay! Fight!"

Next, the two jumped onto the ring again. This time Chu Yan was still no match, but on the ring, he could already occupy one-fifth of the place. With his powerful bloodline, Song Wu was unable to defeat Chu Yan in the end. Iwa stepped off the stage.

But Chu Yan was still injured. Then he closed his eyes again and continued to comprehend. When he woke up, the first thing he did was to continue to challenge Song Wu.

"Oh my god, are they two still fighting?"

"Is this the third day already? Two madmen..."

"That guy is so persistent... I actually admire him a little bit."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. During these three days, Chu Yan fought against Song Wu for no less than a dozen times, leaving many Ice River Sect disciples speechless.

Finally, on the third day, Chu Yan's strength was able to occupy half of the arena and compete with Song Wu.

Song Wu's sledgehammer could no longer suppress Chu Yan, which surprised Song Wu.

"How did you do it?" Song Wu looked at Chu Yan speechlessly for a while. What he practiced was Breaking Mountains and Rivers, which was originally a power technique. But now, in just three days, Chu Yan had reached the same level as him.

Chu Yan smiled slightly. When he once again understood something from the Jiutian Xuan Pagoda, he showed a smile: "The first level of power bloodline, breaking the dust!"

The power of blood also has levels and realms, and each realm is divided into subtleties, dust-breaking, perfect, and ultimate!

Although Chu Yan had understood the two bloodlines before, it was only at a low level and not very powerful. However, now Chu Yan's power bloodline has reached the point of truly breaking through the dust, which also makes his strength enough to compete. Song Wu's great mountain-breaking technique.

"Abnormal!" Song Wu was speechless for a while. To understand bloodline, ordinary people have to be close to the king, let alone a bloodline breakthrough. But now Chu Yan is only at the third level of Juechen, and his power bloodline has already broken through the dust?

"Do you want to fight again?" Chu Yan looked at Song Wu excitedly.

"If we don't fight, we will have the same strength. We will share the platform equally. But if we fight again, I will definitely lose. It will be a big blow to me. I'm afraid I will have problems with my character." Song Wu sighed: "It was originally I wanted you to practice with me, but I didn’t expect that I would become your sparring partner!”