Martial Dao Great Emperor

"Damn bastard!"

The scene where Luo Xiu lent his sword to Yan Xiruo was clearly seen by Young Uncle Zhengqi.

In name, Yan Xiruo was his fiancée, and this engagement established the alliance between Qingtian Sword Sect and White Star Valley.

However, this woman, Yan Xiruo, didn't have a good look towards him, so he used some despicable methods in the first round of the survival competition and planned to use force.

Living in the Qingtian Sword Sect since he was a child, he has always been surrounded by the aura of genius. No one has ever dared to reject him, and there has never been anything he couldn't get.

He had everything under control, but this guy named Luo Xiu appeared and broke everything.

Young uncle Zhengqi suppressed his anger and did not break out. On the spectator seat, a strong Martial King from Qingtian Sword Sect also had a very ugly look on his face.

A female Martial King from White Star Valley, Yan Xiruo's master, on the other hand, looked relaxed and had a smile on her lips.

After breaking through the seventh floor of the Flying Dragon Tower, Luo Xiu undoubtedly proved his strength and talent, and was valued and recruited by the royal family. If such a potential stock can be attracted to White Star Valley, the benefits are needless to say.

In fact, for Bai Xinggu, Yan Xiruo can definitely strive for the greatest benefits for the sect. This is the situation she hopes to see the most.

"I heard that Luo Xiu is very good with a quick sword. He gave his sword to others. If someone challenges him, how should he face it?"

Some people in the crowd frowned, feeling that Luo Xiu's actions were a bit inappropriate.

"Hehe, maybe people think that they are so powerful that they can defeat their opponents without even using a sword." There were also people with sneers on their faces, with a hint of sarcasm in their words.

On the competition stage, the fighting continues.

Among the ten people ranked at the bottom, one or two had flickering eyes. After seeing Luo Xiu giving the sword to Yan Xiruo, they had other thoughts.

Because as we all know, this Luo Xiu is a martial arts sword cultivator. For a sword cultivator, if he does not have a sword in his hand, his strength will be greatly reduced.

Of course, there are some people who are not so confused. If you give away a sword, shouldn't you allow others to have a second sword?

It's just that at this time, most people are blinded by the competition for quotas in the Xuanyou Secret Realm. Their moods become eager and restless, and it is easy to ignore some common sense things.

At this moment, a young man in white jumped onto the competition stage and said loudly: "I want to challenge the number one Luo Xiu!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar, because everyone knew very well that among all the people ranked in the top ten, Luo Xiu was undoubtedly the strongest!

After all, being able to pass through the seventh level of the Flying Dragon Tower means that he has strength comparable to the seventh level of God Refining.

"Does this guy really think that Luo Xiu is a tiger without claws without his sword?"

"A truly powerful beast cannot scare people with its claws."

There was a lot of chatter around the competition stage, and everyone was staring at the field, wanting to see which young hero had his brain burned out and actually provoked Luo Xiu.

It stands to reason that among the bottom ten, the person drawn to tenth is most likely to face Luo Xiu, but now it is ahead of schedule.

Soon, someone recognized the young man in white on the competition stage. This man was a genius from the Array Master Guild named Cheng Xuan.

"Luo Xiu, you killed my friend Yi Chuan in the first round of life and death competition. Today I will learn whether you, a genius who broke through the seventh floor of Feilong Tower, lived up to your reputation."

Cheng Xuan's eyes on the competition stage were cold. Among the many geniuses, he had always kept a low profile, but his strength was undoubtedly one of the most powerful.

Luo Xiu glanced at his young uncle Zhengqi with a cold look, because only a few Zhengqi and Yan Xiruo knew about his killing of Yichuan.

It was impossible for Yan Xiruo to tell this matter. After all, killing the genius of the Array Master Guild was equivalent to offending the Array Master Guild.

Since it's not Yan Xiruo, it must be Young Uncle Zhengqi.

Young uncle Zhengqi also felt the coldness in Luo Xiu's eyes, but he smiled coldly and didn't take it seriously at all.

When someone pointed out a challenge, according to the rules of the competition, Luo Xiu could not refuse.

Besides, there was no need for him to refuse.

"as you wish."

Luo Xiu stepped onto the competition stage and faced Cheng Xuan from a distance.

In the viewing seats of the strong King of Martial Arts, many people looked at Luo Xiu with complicated eyes. The vast majority of people did not want such a genius to rise.

Because this is likely to affect the balance of power in the thirteen counties of Tianwu Kingdom.

Of course, so far, such a peerless genius has only just begun to show his talents, and there is nothing to worry about before he has grown up.

No matter how powerful a genius is, once he is strangled in the cradle, he will be worse than a fart.

The powerful Martial Kings from Qingtian Sword Sect, Leiwu Sect, Formation Master Guild, Foundry Master Guild and other forces came to watch the battle. They looked at each other and vaguely seemed to have reached some kind of special agreement.

On the competition stage, Cheng Xuan stared at Luo Xiu, "I admit that I can pass the seventh floor of the Flying Dragon Tower. You are indeed very strong, but I may not lose to you."

While speaking, Cheng Xuan raised his hand and waved, and the storage ring on his finger burst into light, and nine formation flags flew out, flying around like streams of light.

Real formation masters are not good at close combat, but by using formations to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, they also have terrifying means of killing enemies by leapfrogging.

Cheng Xuan's method of setting up the formation was mature and sophisticated, and Luo Xiu had no time to stop him.

A screen of light lit up, and then nine rays of blood condensed into long whips and appeared in the formation.

This is a fourth-level killing array!

In an instant, nine blood-colored long whips danced like nine blood pythons. Various formation patterns and runes flashed, spreading powerful fluctuations of heaven and earth energy.

Luo Xiu knew very well that in a head-to-head confrontation with an array master, only by fighting at close quarters would he have a chance to win.

"Fire Sword!"

Luo Xiu reached out and grabbed it, and the Nether Death Flame condensed between his palms, turning into a battle sword with rising black flames.

The true energy is highly condensed and transformed into a sword!

"What a pure True Yuan cultivation!" Exclaims came from around the crowd, because those who can use this method are mostly martial arts masters in the late stage of god refining, and only True Yuan can be so pure that it can be condensed into substantial weapons.

This method is also known as condensing elements into soldiers.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Under Cheng Xuan's control, nine long whips that looked like blood pythons started to dance, and they struck the air with a thunderous sound, and the momentum was very domineering.

Six blood python long whips bombarded them head-on, while three blood python long whips circled around, waiting for opportunities to attack.

Luo Xiu swung out a screen of swords with the black flame sword, blocking all six blood python whips that were attacking from the front, without revealing any trace of his defense.

In an instant, the remaining three blood python whips rushed in.

"The killing sword!"

Luo Xiu had no expression on his face, shouted low, and used his sword-killing intention to control the sword in his hand. The black flame sword light cut through the air and tore through all obstacles.

A roar spread from the competition stage, and the six blood python whips condensed into the fourth-level primary killing array exploded into powder under the sweep of the black flame sword energy.

The fourth-level primary formation can have power comparable to that of the third level of God Refining at most, and now Luo Xiu, even if he does not use many trump cards, can head-on challenge the fourth level of God Refining.

So this level of means is completely useless to him.

"boom!"

Luo Xiu waved his hand and struck out with another sword, and the fourth-level primary killing formation shattered.

The moment he broke through the killing formation, Luo Xiu used Chasing the Wind and Chasing the Moon, and like a stream of light, he rushed towards Cheng Xuan not far away.

Seeing Luo Xiu easily breaking through his killing formation, Cheng Xuan's eyes flashed, but he was also expecting it.

After all, it is rumored that Luo Xiu has a strength comparable to the seventh level of God Refining. If he cannot break through a fourth-level primary killing array, he will not be able to break through the seventh floor of the Flying Dragon Tower.

"Array up!"

Cheng Xuan quickly retreated, and nine formation flags flew out from around him again, turning into a cyan light curtain, covering his figure.

I saw the black flame sword energy slashing on the blue light curtain, ripples rippling out. The light curtain shield was slightly deformed, but it was not broken.

Fourth level intermediate defense formation!

This level of formation already possesses the power of the martial sect in the middle stage of refining the gods.

Luo Xiu's expression did not change at all. He speculated that the fourth-level intermediate formation was still not Cheng Xuan's trump card.

"Xuantian changes!"

Without any hesitation, Luo Xiu used six times the power, and the black flame sword's light surged and its power became even stronger.

boom! boom! boom! …

With a body that is comparable to an ordinary peak-level combat body, and with the blessing of six times the power of Xuantian Transformation, Luo Xiu is like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and his offensive is extremely fierce and domineering.

The formation's defensive light curtain that enveloped Cheng Xuan trembled more and more violently, and its light gradually dimmed, as if it would be broken in the next moment.

"go to hell!"

A blue jade talisman suddenly appeared in Cheng Xuan's hand, and a terrifying energy fluctuation was transmitted from the jade talisman.

The alchemist is good at refining alchemy, the forger is good at forging soldiers and armor, and the formation mage is good at setting up formations and refining various treasures.

The talisman is the crystallization of the wisdom of the formation master. The complicated formation patterns and runes are condensed into a small jade talisman, which can inspire powerful power in an instant.

A true formation master will never be short of formation flags and talismans in his hands. The endless variety of weird methods make ordinary martial arts very difficult to guard against.

Different levels of talismans use completely different jade when refining them.

The green jade talisman is made of sapphire, which represents the fifth level!

This jade talisman is Cheng Xuan's trump card. This talisman alone is worth tens of thousands of vitality stones.

In order to win a spot in the Xuanyou Secret Realm, no matter how precious the jade talisman was, Cheng Xuan couldn't care less at this moment.

Moreover, if he can defeat Luo Xiu in front of everyone, then he will definitely receive supreme glory. There will definitely be big forces from all sides vying to recruit him. How can he lack training resources by then?

Seeing that the fourth-level intermediate defensive formation was about to be shattered by Luo Xiu, Cheng Xuan gritted his teeth and crushed the jade talisman in his hand, and a fierce and terrifying murderous intention spread.

A ray of green light shot toward Luo Xiu like a bolt, causing ripples to appear in the space.

Once the fifth-level talisman is activated, it is comparable to the strike of an ordinary Martial King.

The competition for quotas does not limit the participating martial arts methods. As long as you can kill or defeat your opponent, you can get the final quota.

"You're dead! If you can die under the fifth-level talisman, you can rest in peace."

A ferocious smile appeared on Cheng Xuan's face. It was absolutely easy to kill a god-refining martial artist with a fifth-level talisman.

"Not good!" Shen Yuannan, who was sitting in the spectator seats, sat up in shock with a worried look on his face.

Whether it was public or private, he couldn't just sit back and watch something happen to Luo Xiu.

Under the competition stage, Yan Xiruo's heart tightened when he saw this scene.

Among the many other martial arts cultivators, some were gloating over others' misfortunes, while others were staring at them with different expressions.

"It's too early for you to be happy."

Suddenly, a teasing voice came from the competition stage.

Everyone stared and saw a figure slowly emerging behind Cheng Xuan on the competition stage where the true energy was blooming.

As for the fourth-level intermediate defensive formation that Cheng Xuan originally played, the light curtain has been completely shattered.

"This... this is impossible! How come you weren't killed by the fifth-level talisman?" Cheng Xuan exclaimed, his face changing greatly.

"Your consciousness cannot lock onto me. No matter how powerful the fifth-level talisman is, you cannot master it with your cultivation level. You cannot hit me at all, so what's the use?"

Luo Xiu sneered, not giving Cheng Xuan any chance to react or resist. The black flame battle sword condensed from the Nether Death Flame swept across the air in an instant.

"stop!"

In the spectator seats, an old man wearing a fifth-level formation master badge on his chest sat up in shock and shouted loudly.