Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 250 The True Genius

"A middle-grade spiritual weapon?"

Everyone looked at the black and white feathered spiritual weapon, all with fiery gazes in their eyes.

Middle-grade spiritual weapons are only qualified to be used by those who are strong in the Zongwu realm. Even many people in the first-level Zongwu realm cannot produce a middle-grade spiritual weapon. It is conceivable that its value is great.

In particular, this middle-grade spiritual weapon, at a glance, is a specially crafted high-quality flying spiritual weapon, and its value is even greater. If possible, everyone wants to get it.

"You only have ten breaths to think about it. Once the time is up, the teleportation array will be closed by itself. When the time comes, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

The voice of the old man in the Zongwu realm sounded again.

"Walk."

After hesitating for a moment, some of them gritted their teeth, jumped, stepped into the teleportation array and left.

Although it is very reconciled to leave at this point, these people are very self-aware. They know very well that whether it is Yu Wenhui, Zhao Letian, or Xiao, or even Murong Zhan, they are not something they can compete with. Don't leave , there is only one dead end.

After a while, more than half of the people left, and there were only a dozen people left on the scene.

"You're not leaving yet?"

With a playful sneer, Yu Wenhui looked at the rest of the people.

"Yu Wenhui, we know that you are powerful, but we are all geniuses. We have managed to persevere until now. If we leave without fighting, we will not be reconciled."

"Yes, one-on-one, maybe we are not as good as you, but if we join hands, we can compete with you."

The rest of the people gathered together, tightly holding the spiritual weapon in their hands, with the power of their true essence surging, and looked at Yu Wenhui, Zhao Letian and others vigilantly.

"Only by you, you want to fight this young master? You really can't control yourself, let's all die."

Yu Wenhui sneered with disdain, and as he spoke, his figure flickered, and at an astonishing speed, he slashed at the dozen or so people with his sword.

"Fight him."

"kill."

The faces of the dozen or so people darkened, and they all waved the spiritual weapons in their hands, and they all rushed towards Yu Wenhui.

"Shh!"

With a wave of Yu Wenhui's hand, he cut out a huge sword light more than ten feet long, and swept it out with amazing momentum.

"Six-star spirit weapon? Seven-fold sword power? Mysterious-level high-level swordsmanship?"

Zhao Letian was startled suddenly, fear flashed in his eyes.

No wonder he felt that Yu Wenhui was unfathomable. It turned out that the opponent's sword power was as powerful as his, and the level of swordsmanship and martial arts was even higher than his.

"Chick! Chick! Chick!..."

Yu Wenhui's sword light was unstoppable, and the dozen or so warriors who charged all fell, and no one was spared.

"A bunch of waste, you can be proud to die in the hands of this young master."

Yu Wenhui said indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the things on those people.

In this way, besides Yu Wenhui, only Zhao Letian, Murong Zhan and Xiao are left on the scene, the four of them will have a final decisive battle to compete for the only champion.

"Little prince, why don't you go?"

Zhao Letian looked at Murong Zhan, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion.

Murong Zhan didn't need to compete for the final championship, and there was no need to risk his life to stay.

"Hehe, I finally waited for the final battle, and I would not be reconciled if I didn't compete with you monstrous geniuses, but don't worry, I won't compete with you for the championship. I just want to compete with this The first genius from the Snow Eagle Tribe, let's compete."

Murong Zhan grinned, his eyes fell on Xiao, he tightly clenched the black iron rod in his hand, his eyes showed a strong fighting intent.

"I heard that you are also one of the top ten sons of the capital, I hope you don't disappoint me."

Xiao Xiao said without fear, and the powerful aura of the second level of true martial arts directly exuded from his body.

"Second level of true martial arts? It seems that your real cultivation level has been raised to the eighth level of true martial arts. It just so happens that this king's cultivation level has also been raised by one level."

Murong Zhan smiled indifferently, and his body also exuded the aura of the second level of true martial arts.

"Splitting Wind Knife!"

Xiao Xiao didn't have any extra nonsense, he drank heavily, his figure flickered, and he swung the scimitar to kill. On the scimitar, the six-star spiritual weapon, there was a six-fold sword and a six-fold wind, which was extremely powerful.

"Big stick!"

Murong Zhan's eyes were fixed, and he also waved the six-star spiritual weapon iron rod in his hand, and smashed it towards him. The iron rod carried the six-fold stick force and the six-fold earth force, which was powerful and extremely powerful.

"I didn't expect Murong Zhan's strength to be so powerful. It seems that I underestimated him before."

Looking at the battle between Murong Zhan and Xiao Xiao, Zhao Letian was slightly surprised.

He always thought that Murong Zhan's talent was only about the same as that of Wan Yanzheng, even if it was stronger, it would not be too much stronger, but now it seems that Murong Zhan's talent is much stronger than that of Wan Yanzheng, It is enough to be compared with Xiao, and the strength of the two of them at the moment is also very close. In a short time, it may be difficult to tell the winner.

"Boy, don't say that I haven't given you a chance. I'll let you make the first move. Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to make a move later."

At this time, Yu Wenhui looked at Zhao Letian and said with a sneer.

"Wind Thunder Sword!"

Zhao Letian let out a deep drink, and slashed forward with his sword.

"Third level of true martial arts cultivation? Seventh level of sword power? Sixth level of wind power, sixth level of thunder power? No wonder you dare to be presumptuous in front of me. It turns out that you do have some skills, but I don't pay attention to this level of strength."

Yu Wenhui was startled suddenly, Zhao Letian's strength was stronger than he expected, but it was still within the acceptable range, so he didn't panic in the slightest, waved the sword in his hand, and bravely greeted him, There are wind blades and threatening cold air lingering on the sword body.

"Seventh sword power? Seventh wind power? Seventh ice power?"

Shocked eyes appeared in Zhao Letian's eyes, and he quickly unleashed six layers of fire and attached it to the sword body.

Yu Wenhui's strength also far exceeded his expectations, which made him very afraid and made him feel a fatal threat. At the same time, it also made him very excited. This is the real genius, and this is the opponent worthy of his all-out fight .

"There is also a power of momentum?"

Yu Wenhui frowned, feeling very depressed.

He didn't expect that when Zhao Letian was fighting with him, he would dare to hide a kind of power. With the addition of the six fires, he would not be absolutely sure to crush Zhao Letian.

"boom!"

It was too late to say it, but in the blink of an eye, the swords in the hands of the two collided together, and the violent energy spread, and the two were directly sent flying.

"Humph!"

As a result, Zhao Letian groaned, and retreated more than ten feet away, and the blood in his body surged, making him very uncomfortable.

As for Yu Wenhui, he only retreated seven or eight feet, but his breath was also vain, which made him uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)