The pseudo-god Laoli, all the students present, seemed to be a god-like existence. Even if he lowered his realm, it would definitely not be able to resist people in the same realm.

But now, he is spitting blood arrows from his mouth and flying backwards.

After flying for more than ten meters, the pseudo-god Laoli hit the ground safely, but the blood on the corner of his mouth looked so red.

"Boy, you won!" The pseudo-god Lao Li did not pretend to be pretentious and immediately announced that Chu Yun won the victory.

When the people off the field heard this, they all stared at Chu Yun with wide eyes.

What kind of person was able to defeat the same level of pseudo-god old power? For a moment, Chu Yun's name was spread to ten and ten to hundreds, and everyone knew about his deeds.

"So Chu Yun still has a trump card!"

"God, how powerful is that? He has a magical weapon that is useless!"

"Is this true? You can defeat the pseudo-god realm powerhouse who is suppressing the realm without using magical tools. This is simply a monster!"

The fact that Chu Yun had a magic weapon suddenly exploded among the crowd.

The pseudo-god Lao Li and the host Lao Wu couldn't help but tremble after hearing the conversation between these students.

Emma! It turns out that this is not your real strength. If you use the artifact, you will probably end the battle long ago...

The pseudo-god Lao Li thought that there was only a strong look of praise in his eyes, and there was no angry look after the failure.

Chu Yun's discussion was only a short time before he was overwhelmed by the situation on the ring.

It was a young man, holding a long sword in his hand and his hair was floating. He was like a person in the waves, giving people a free and elegant atmosphere.

"Man Sandao! I wonder if he can create a miracle!"

"The barbarian tribe. The barbarian tribe! Rumor has it that his trick is only three. If these three swords cannot defeat or kill the enemy, he will either leave or admit defeat!"

"I really look forward to this unique move of Man Sandao, how can the pseudo-god senior resist this pseudo-god senior!"

The pseudo-god Laoli also heard the talk of many students in the audience, and his eyelids couldn't help but trembled a few times.

The competition that was originally smooth sailing, I actually met Chu Yun, and now I met the Barbarian Three Daggers from this barbarian tribe.

If he doesn't speak up and presses his realm to the same level, instead of saying that, he will give advice to the students, there will be no loss.

It would be fine if he lost to a monster Chu Yun. If he lost to Man Sandao again, he would have lost all his face.

As soon as Man Sandao arrived on the ring, a bloodthirsty glow suddenly burst out in his eyes. Without any fear, he stared at the pseudo-god Laoli: "Senior. Please give me some advice!"

"It's easy to say!" The pseudo-god Lao Li couldn't help but tremble.

Although he was an old monster, his bloodthirsty glare made his heart a little scared.

Immediately afterwards, Man Sandao was not pretentious. The hand of the big knife he was holding was raised, and then he kicked his toes, as if he was lifted up by the big knife.

The next moment, Man Sandao's big sword fell at a very slow speed.

Although the speed is slow, the pressure is pressed down on the pseudo-god old force, and this pressure can reduce the senses, smell and reactions of people to the lowest point.

And that's true. This knife seems to be very slow outside the field, but the pseudo-god Laoli on the field seems to be extremely fast. Not only is it fast, but it is also very powerful and extremely weak, and it is completely flawless.

But the pseudo-god Laoli is not that easy to fool. After all, he is also a strong man in the pseudo-god realm. He has such a mind and combat experience. If he is so easily defeated, he is not a pseudo-god.

I saw that the old power of the pseudo-god no longer looked at the big sword falling in the air, but quickly formed seals with both hands. In an instant, golden runes formed and kept flying beside him.

The big sword eye was about to fall to the top of the head of the fake god Laoli, and the fake god Laoli at this moment was still forming hand seals.

When the people in the field saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaim.

However, only some truly capable people know that the pseudo-god Laoli has already done all defenses.

"This pseudo-god old power actually used a treasure technique to quickly move the body away, and cooperate with the artistic conception of Man Sandao, let his body stay in the original place, stealing the sky and changing the sun!" Chu Yun was amazed.

The situation was really as Chu Yun said. When the big sword fell on the top of the head of the fake god Laoli, the fake god Laoli was immediately divided into two halves.

But there was no blood flying that everyone expected to see in the field, and there was no scream.

People who didn't know why couldn't help but exclaim.

"Young man, your sword is good!" Amid everyone's doubts, the voice of the pseudo-god Laoli sounded, unscathed. He stood in a corner of the ring and looked at Man Sandao with admiration.

Many people on the court exclaimed.

They all saw with their own eyes that the pseudo-god Laoli was split in half. Can people still piece it together?

The first sword was broken by the pseudo-god Laoli. There was no expression on his face. Instead, he was fighting spirit rising and said, "Senior, there are two swords left, don't be too happy!"

When the pseudo-god Lao Li heard this, his face became distressed. It turned out that he didn't take him seriously!

It seems like I can avoid your sword, it’s like my blessing, why can I feel uncomfortable when I hear it!

The more the pseudo-god Lao Li thought about it, the more he felt that he was at a disadvantage. What does it mean to not be too happy? It seemed that I was lucky to resist a knife. The host Lao Wu, who was standing beside him, was already covering his mouth and laughing secretly.

Man Sandao did not give the pseudo-god old power too much. After a long roar, a strong wind blew across the ring, and his clothes were blown to make a sound. At the same time, the big sword in Man Sandao's hand turned red at this moment and exuded a terrifying knife intent.

"The barbarian knife collides!"

Man Sandao roared, and in an instant, someone else took the knife and started to rotate on his own in the ring. At first, it was very slow, but as he turned, he turned faster and faster. In the end, he could only see a tornado and a wisp of red lines flashing by.

In the eyes of everyone, this scene was almost unsolvable and there was no way to break it.

"This Man Sandao is really capable, but I just don't know what the third path is like." Chu Yun nodded slightly and praised the Man Sandao.

Although the sword did not have much sword intent, he combined with his own strength to exert the Man Sandao to the extreme and apply it to an extremely clever realm.

When the pseudo-god Lao Li saw the three swords, his eyes couldn't help but condense, and then he growled, and a treasure technique suddenly formed.

Blade of Wind!

With the pseudo-god old power, a seven-inch-long sharp knife suddenly formed, each one was extremely sharp.

These sharp knives kept flying towards the spinning Man Sand, and the clanging sound continued to sound.

"Hmph! That's all the second sword. If it were the third sword, maybe I would be in a little trouble." The pseudo-god Lao Li murmured in his heart, and then he was no longer distracted. The Blade of Lifeng blocked the advance of Man Sandao.

Not long after, under the obstruction of sharp blades, Man Sandao's speed was gradually slowed down.

Not long after, Man Sandao's body suddenly stopped, and his big sword returned to its original state.

"Senior, I won't use this third sword to my senior, as my basic skill." After giving a respectful salute, Man Sandao quickly walked off the arena.

When the pseudo-god Lao Li heard this, he couldn't help but feel so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, as if he couldn't take the third sword of Man Sandao.

"Haha! Lao Li, it seems that you are old and can't do it anymore!" host Lao Wu couldn't help but step forward and tease.

The pseudo-god Laoli was extremely depressed, but he could not lose his image and pester a student to compete. If this were the case, he would lose face.

And after Man Sandao, Ye Shaobai's competition was the one.

After Ye Shaobai understood the destruction sword art, his entire human strength became much stronger, like a sharp blade that could be unsheathed at all times. As long as he was willing, the destruction sword intent would always surround him.

On the ring, Ye Shaobai did not leave any back moves, but instead tried his best to deal with the pseudo-god Laoli.

The pseudo-god Lao Li seemed to have become old as the host Lao Wu said.

Under Ye Shaobai's frequent attacks, the pseudo-god Laoli was a little overwhelmed, and this was a powerful sword intent that could destroy all sword intents.

After fighting for more than a quarter of an hour, Ye Shaobai was barely defeated and lost to the pseudo-god Laoli.

When he got down to the arena, Ye Shaobai said disappointedly: "If my realm is higher and the power of the pseudo-god old power is lowered to the same level as me, he will not be my opponent. I just now because my vitality is consumed too much and I can no longer emit a powerful sword intent of destruction, otherwise the power of the pseudo-god old power will definitely be defeated by me!"

Chu Yun saw it clearly and knew that Ye Shaobai was telling the truth.

After all, as long as people with vision know that the pseudo-god Laoli just thought that he was just defending and delaying time. Although he also used several treasure techniques, those treasure techniques were just loud and thunder, and they had no effect at all, let alone the theory of consuming energy.

It was not until the end that when Ye Shaobai’s Yuanli was exhausted, the pseudo-god Laoli began to counterattack.

If not, Ye Shaobai would definitely defeat the pseudo-god Laoli.

"Stop talking, in fact, your performance is enough to make them look down on you. Just wait for the notification from the core disciple!" Chu Yun said with a smile.

On the field, they all shone brightly, and Chu Yun even defeated the same level of pseudo-god old power. If such strength cannot become a core child, then he will have nothing to say.

After Ye Shaobai came down, the person who went up was actually the way of heaven, which made Chu Yun a little excited.

He had been fighting with Tiandao for so long that although he had been able to suppress him at a disadvantage, he could not suppress him, let alone kill him.

Now, facing the false god Laoli, he didn't know if he would defeat the false god Laoli, and Chu Yun was looking forward to this result very much.

If he could defeat the pseudo-god old power without using the artifact Vajra, then he would have the ability to challenge Chu Yun. If this was not the case, he would not be worthy.
Chapter completed!