Combatant
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From the Black Scale Army, a cold-looking young man of about 25 or 26 years old stepped into the arena.

The young man also carried a long sword on his back. The aura on his body was extremely powerful, and was filled with powerful killing intent.

This was the killing aura accumulated through countless battles and the killing of countless people.

That young man was the decurion of the Black Scale Army. His cultivation was at the peak of the Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm. He had gone through hundreds of battles and had made great achievements.

To be chosen by Yuan Zhan to fight against him, it was clear that the strength of this person must be at the top among people from the same cultivation field.

The young man stepped into the middle of the battlefield. He didn't say anything. He unsheathed his long sword and pointed it at Liang Chuan. His body was filled with killing intent.

“Hehe! Another one came to seek death! “

Liang Chuan smiled indifferently and said proudly, “I wonder if the rulers of the Black Scale Army will also be vulnerable.”

“Kill!”

The young man from the Black Scale Army suddenly attacked. His long sword slashed down, and the sky was filled with sword shadows.

The sharp sword shadow was as fast as lightning. It cut through the air and whistled through the air.

“He does have the power!”

Liang Chuan raised his eyebrows upon seeing the attack power of the Black Scale Army, and his expression became solemn.

“Then let's see whose sword is sharper! Sharper! “

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Chuan's aura suddenly erupted. The pale white saber qi became colder and more domineering.

The explosion!!

The shadow of the sword and sword Qi collided and exploded.

The young man from the Black Scale Army turned out to be weaker. He was pushed back more than ten steps by the attack.

“Mati!”

Then, Liang Chuan attacked the young man of the Black Scale Army ferociously.

Sword light flashed and sword Qi surged!

Ryokawa attacked again and again, each attack stronger than the previous one.

Every cruel slash! Every slash was fatal!

For a moment, the young man from the Black Scale Army was at a disadvantage and could only defend himself.

However, this young man from the Black Scale Army was also extraordinary. His strength was clearly inferior to Liang Chuan, but he was able to complete Liang Chuan's attacks with his rich fighting experience.

However, the distance between their strengths was not small, and the young man from the Black Scale Army was still no match for Liang Chuan.

When Liang Chuan attacked for the fourteenth time, the young man from the Black Scale Army was unable to fight anymore, and his blood stained the ground.

“!”

Yuan Zhan could no longer contain his anger and shouted loudly.

Furthermore, Yuan Zhan's face darkened as he sent more people to fight.

Three other Black Scale Army soldiers entered the arena.

However, all of them were killed by Liang Chuan without exception.

Liang Chuan of the Ultimystery Sect killed six people from the Skymoon Sect one by one.

“Life Kingdom Forest Iron!”

“Sekte Ulti-mystery is unbeatable!”

“Life Iron Forest! Extreme Mystic Unbeatable! “

Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Iron Forest Country raised their hands and shouted, their voices echoing for hundreds of miles.

At this moment, the morale of the Iron Forest Army skyrocketed.

On the other hand, the morale of the Heavenly Moon Country was low.

On the city walls, Su Mo's face was also grim. The current situation was extremely unfavorable for Skymoon Country.

A while later, the Iron Forest Army stopped shouting.

Standing on the field, Liangchuan looked around at the Heavenly Moon Country troops and said with a chuckle, “Does anyone dare to fight?”

The Heavenly Moon fell silent.

None of the martial artists in the Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm could rival him.

Sending more people onto the stage would only send them to death!

“Ha ha ha …!

When he saw no one else entering the arena, Liang Chuan finally could not help but laugh, and he said with disdain, “In the boundless sky and moon, he said, there is actually no one in the same cultivation realm that I can go all-out to. How boring!”

A killing intent flashed in Yuan Zhan's eyes. Just as he was about to kill Liangchuan, he saw another person flying out of the Iron Forest Army.

Before Liang Chuan returned to the Iron Forest Army, this fellow rushed out impatiently.

That was a young man too. He was tall and skinny with long legs.

This person was wearing a pair of purple-colored metal boots on his feet. As he walked, a dull thumping sound could be heard.

“The outer disciples of the Ultimystery Sect, Wang Chuhe, in the Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm. Who in the same realm in Skymoon Country would dare to fight with me?”

The man announced his name and shouted loudly.

He raised his head high and looked down on the people in Skymoon Country.

The people in Skymoon Country were shocked. It turned out that the Iron Forest Country wanted the disciples of the Ultimisteri Sect to challenge each level according to their cultivation.

It seemed that the Iron Forest Country had long prepared the disciples of the Ultimissary Sect to defeat martial artists from the same region in the Sky Moon Country.

At this moment, many disciples from the four sects in the city wall were filled with fighting will.

How could the disciples of the Ultimystery Sect defeat the Skymoon Country?

The disciples of the four sects had their own pride.

They might be defeated in the battle of the Lv 1 Spiritual Martial Realm, but they might not be defeated in other cultivation level battles.

Yuan Zhan's eyes twinkled. “Balst each level?

How could Ironforest Country be so confident? “

Yuan Zhan did not speak. He believed that the disciples of the four sects would not retreat.

He carefully observed the disciples of the four sects who had come to Guanwu City and discovered that there were indeed some talented disciples among them.

Perhaps the disciples of the four sects could regain their prestige in the next battle.

Sure oes.

In the next moment, a disciple from the Scorching Sun Sect rushed out of the city wall.

Su Mo was surprised to see it.

It was Ma Yue from the Scorching Sun Sect, who had oppressed Li Feng and the others a few days ago and had been pushed aside by Su Mo with a single blow!

Su Mo was surprised that Ma Yue had guts.

Ma Yue jumped off the city wall and immediately came to the field, standing a dozen steps away from Wang Chuhe.

“Son, I'm Ma Yue!”

Ma Yue looked at the disciple of the Ultimissary Sect, Wang Chuhe, with a serious expression.

Then, Ma Yue's aura exploded, and her powerful original Qi surged in her meridians. He is ready to attack at any time.

The strength of Ma Yue was extremely strong, far surpassing that of an ordinary martial artist in the Lv 2 Spiritual Martial Realm. He could withstand 100 moves from ordinary martial artists in the Lv 3 Spiritual Martial Realm.

However, he did not look down on himself at all.

He did not know how strong Ma Yue was, but since she dared to challenge him, her strength must have been incredible.

Wang Chuhe carefully sized up Ma Yue and sneered. “You are strong enough. Maybe you can take three steps from me!”

Wang Chuhe looked indifferent, but her words were extremely confident.

“Three moves?”

Ma Yue's face turned dark. “Only three steps from me?”

“Huh! Anyone can talk big. I'd like to see how you can defeat me in three moves! “

Ma Yue's words were insulting, but her face was very serious. He's on full alert.

Wang Chuhe sneered and said proudly, “It is an honor for you to die under my Gun Leg Skill!”

With that, Wang Chuhe raised his right leg lightly.

An infinite amount of Original Qi gathered on his right foot, and an earth-shattering power suddenly erupted from his body.

The next second, Wang Chuhe moved.

“Mountain Foot Skill — Mountain River Kick!”

Wang Chuhe shouted as he attacked with his feet.

The huge foot shadow, like a pillar supporting the sky, shattered everything.

Ma Yue was startled by Wang Chuhe's feet, and an extreme sense of danger suddenly appeared in her heart.

Without much time to think, Ma Yue could only shout and head off with all her strength.

On the city wall, Su Mo sighed inwardly.