I, the nine-star talent, the strongest in the world / sign in at the beginning of Tiangang 36

"Where did this come from?"

All the venerables around were immediately shocked!

Some people were shocked, some exclaimed in disbelief, and some were dumbfounded, looking at the figure from behind.

"This this……"

Some members of the Eighteen Alliances recognized Chen Qingyu, they were stunned and said in amazement:

"Isn't this the guy named Chen?"

"How can he walk so fast? Could it be that I have hallucinations..."

Zhang Tianjiu in the crowd trembled all over, and said in a trembling voice:

"It turns out that this person...is a sword cultivator?"

"He passed through the five fighting platforms before, and he didn't even draw out his sword. Does that mean he has never shown his real skills?"

As soon as this statement came out:

The members of the Eighteen Alliances fell silent and looked at each other in blank dismay.

A few days ago, they still could vividly remember the scene on the competition stage, and the terrifying physique of this boy surnamed Chen was still fresh in their memory.

It was the first time they had seen such a thing easily defeated by physical strength alone.

But who ever thought:

This person is actually a sword cultivator? !

A Tianchong Realm Supreme Master in the alliance couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes were shocked:

"What is the background of this person?"

"There are still such monsters in this world..."

And with Chen Qingyu's stride forward:

The louder and louder commotion and turmoil also alarmed the members of the Wang family who were at the front, struggling to analyze the sword intent.

"Huh? What's happening behind?"

Chapter 177 Strolling in the garden, taking the treasure lightly

"Huh? What's happening behind?"

A direct descendant of the Wang family subconsciously turned his head to take a look when he heard the noisy voice behind him.

But just this one glance left him stunned and his body froze in place.

Follow his gaze:

Chen Qingyu was dressed in white, with a relaxed look on his face, as if he was strolling in a courtyard, he was walking towards the middle of the mountain top.

This direct descendant of the Wang family can only watch helplessly. In just a few steps, the advantage that the members of the Wang family have gained by spending more than a dozen breaths of pain before will be surpassed!

"This this……"

He was trembling all over, and said in amazement:

"Who is that?"

The members of the Wang family beside him also looked at him subconsciously when they heard his voice, and then they were stunned.

"and many more!"

Someone suddenly recognized Chen Qingyu and raised his voice:

"Isn't that Wang Pojun's friend from the Chen family?"

As soon as this statement came out:

The many disciples of the Wang family around them suddenly exploded:

"What? A friend of Wang Pojun's?"

"Are you kidding me? People from the Changluo Chen clan are more proficient in swordsmanship than our Liangshan Wang clan?!"

"What the hell! What kind of freak is this man?"

"He must have cheated! How could he be so much faster than the three uncles?"

Many disciples of the Wang family were noisy for a while, they didn't even care about analyzing the sword intent, and the scene fell into chaos.

As long as it is an individual, you can see that:

With the speed of that young man from the Chen family, he can easily win the inheritance of the Holy King. It is impossible for anyone to compete with him!

The gap between the rest and him is so great that they are no longer on the same level!

"Did something happen after that?"

Front of the crowd:

Wang Pojun, who had just caught up with the three Wang brothers, seemed to mention his name when he heard the commotion behind him.

But he didn't care about these things, he didn't even care about looking back, he just stared at the inheritance of the Holy King wholeheartedly, analyzing the sword intent and breaking the formation like desperately.

"what happened?"

The Wang triplets also heard the commotion, subconsciously glanced at each other, and chose to look back.

Seeing this, the three of them were stunned.

"This……"

The eldest of the three Wang brothers looked dazed for a moment, almost suspecting that he was hallucinating.

He admitted that there are geniuses in the world.

But their grandnephew, Wang Pojun, the most gifted swordsman of the Wang family's younger generation, barely caught up with them in speed.

And what about the young man in white from the Chen family?

It's like going on an outing, going out for an outing, it's easy, without any pressure or burden.

Is that human being?

"Second brother, third brother..."

He rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a harsh voice:

"Is this person... really a descendant of the Chen family? Do you have any impression?"

The two people beside him were also in a trance. They woke up after hearing his words, and said blankly:

"I've never seen this person before."

"That's right, how can someone from the Chen family have such a talent for swordsmanship?"

And as they speak:

Chen Qingyu took an easy step, and already surpassed many Wang's children. When he arrived in front of the three of them, he smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said:

"Three elders, be polite."

"you……"

Wang's triplet brothers had extremely complicated eyes, and for a while, they didn't know how to speak.

Chen Qingyu nodded to them, then took another step, overtook them, and came to Wang Pojun's side.

"Brother Wang, did we meet again?"

"what?"

Wang Pojun woke up suddenly, turned his head to look subconsciously, his pupils shrank immediately, and said in amazement:

"Brother Chen?! You, you are..."

He never dreamed of such a scene.

Of course he knew that Chen Shaojun was the number one arrogance of all ages, and his strength was inconceivable.

But Chen Shaojun was born in the direct line of Chang Luo Chen's family, and he followed the way of the stars, how could he be proficient in the way of swordsmanship?

Chen Qingyu smiled lightly, and said:

"I will take this inheritance first."

"..."

Wang Pojun was silent for a while, took a deep breath, stopped and said:

"Then I'll be here to congratulate Brother Chen."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Chen Qingyu smiled, nodded to him as a gesture, and then took another step, with his sleeves fluttering, and walked forward calmly.

One time:

On the entire mountaintop platform, hundreds of sword repair venerables, and even those members of the Wang family, stopped moving forward, looking at Chen Qingyu's back with complicated eyes.

"call!"

Chen Qingyu took a deep breath, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"The talent of Zu Wu is really too powerful!"

Of course, he doesn't know anything about the way of swordsmanship. The reason why he can go so fast is actually purely by cheating.

more specifically:

The power of his true essence and all kinds of supernatural powers were also suppressed, and he couldn't compete with the mighty power of the holy king at all.

however--

Although his newly acquired talent of the Ancestral Witch of Thunder is still weak, its high level is really at the same level as that of the Ancestral Witch.

Although the real dragon is young, it will not be afraid of the power of tigers and leopards!

Although the mighty power of the Holy King is boundless, it cannot suppress his ancestral witch body!

Relying on this pair of powerful and unparalleled physique, he forcibly "broke" the infinite sword intent in the brilliance, and with the broken sword intent, he made great strides towards the inheritance of the holy king!

All sword formations and sword intent must give way before the divine power of the ancestral witch!

"Ta Tata..."

Chen Qingyu walked briskly, but the sound of falling steps was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of many venerables.

Thousands of venerables just watched him helplessly, and it took half an hour to walk to the center of the platform on the top of the mountain.

At this moment:

Wang Pojun, who was closest to him, was still ten thousand zhang away. Even if he went all out in this little time, he could only advance a few hundred zhang.

"Inheritance of the Holy King!"

Chen Qingyu's eyes flickered, and he maintained the technique of "Insight from the Wall", looking towards the white brilliance.

In that white brilliance, there is a prismatic white crystal.

"It turned out to be an inherited sky crystal..."

Seeing this, Chen Qingyu couldn't help sighing, showing a hint of disappointment.

He originally had no idea about the inheritance of the Holy King.

After all, to him, the inheritance of the Holy King is nothing more than scum, and it can't compare to the benefits he can get from signing in.

But later, he obtained the sword soul of the Nine Prison Tianxing Sword, thinking that maybe he could get the sword of the Heavenly Sword Saint King in the inheritance of the Saint King.

Once the saber is in hand, and combined with the Nine Prisons Tianxing Sword Soul, then he has a real big killer!

Never thought:

This one-fifth of the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Sage King is an inheritance of Sky Crystal, not even a space treasure.

In Tianjing, there may be records of the cultivation techniques, sword skills, supernatural powers and secret techniques of the Heavenly Sword Sage King back then, but there will definitely not be a sword.

"never mind."

"if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate."