Seeing Yao Ruoyu being assassinated by the young man without any warning, a faint cloud suddenly appeared in front of the young man. When his vision was blocked, the young man knew that something was wrong and quickly accelerated a little bit of strength. However, his full-strength attack fell directly into the air, and directly hit the ground with one blow, splashing a big pit.

The young man was shocked and angry, turned his head and glanced at him, and then he found Yao Ruoyu sitting cross-legged on the ground not far away, and a young man in a cloth stood beside him.

Seeing the young man looking at him, Zou Buyi shook his sleeves and said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's not a gentleman to attack, but judging from your aura, he is probably not a gentleman. But I don't know which assassin organization it is, who dares to attack our vassal king?"

When he saw Su Jing, Cui Qiaoxin and others all surrounded him. The young man knew he was unreasonable and gritted his teeth and said, "How did you know I was going to do it?"

"Zou doesn't have many friends, he's one. According to the current situation, the last one who can take the Qiankun Ring must be the disciples of the holy land. Zou doesn't have much to participate, so he didn't have the time to look around, so he naturally focused on my friend."

After joking slowly, Zou Buyi suddenly looked stern and said lightly: "Of course, the main reason is that your killer smells too strong. Although Zou has a cold and his nose is not good, how can he smell it at such a close distance, right?"

"Shiko!" The angry young man kicked his feet, his whole body filled with energy, and then he rushed towards Zou Buyi angrily.

"Arrogant!"

"presumptuous!"

Chu Yuan, Cui Qiaoxin, Su Jing, Huang Xinyuan and others were furious when they saw him dare to act violently in the face of the crowd, and they all tried to stop him.

Faced with the young man's explosive attack, Zou Buyi made the simplest move, shrinking his body and moving horizontally, giving up Yao Ruoyu behind him.

As if it had been agreed before, Zou Buyi had just stepped back toward the side, Yao Ruoyu, who had always closed his eyes and broke through, suddenly opened his eyes. In this moment, everyone's body trembled inexplicably, and a deep and long-lasting vast artistic conception suddenly enveloped the land within a radius of hundreds of feet. It was an indescribable artistic conception, like eternal silence, which made people completely suffocate and no longer had any consciousness.

This artistic conception appeared quickly and disappeared quickly. The next moment, the vastness had disappeared, and Yao Ruoyu had already stood up. The majestic sword soul pressed down into the air, and instantly completely suppressed the young man's fierce flames, blocking all his energy. Then he stretched out his arm and grabbed and pressed the man directly to the ground.

With one blow, Yao Ruoyu groaned, his body shook slightly, and a few bloody smells faintly oozing out of his clothes, as if this blow caused an old injury.

Seeing this, Su Jing quickly stepped forward and pressed the young man to let Yao Ruoyu relax. Yao Ruoyu hugged and clasped his fists as a thank you, and then took back the sword soul and looked at the young man. The next moment he frowned and shook his head and said, "He is dead, let it go."

"Hmm?" Su Jing was stunned when she heard this, looked down and saw that the young man's lips had bleeding. She thought she had swallowed the poison hidden in her mouth.

Cui Jianshen frowned slightly when he saw this and said worriedly: "It seems that this guy's killer organization is of a large scale, otherwise he would not have been so cruel. If he fails, he commits suicide immediately."

Zou Buyi came to the man and squatted down, reached out to fumble in his arms for a while, and shook his head after a moment: "There is nothing, it seems that the traces are made very clean, and there is no origin."

"Junior brother, is it okay?" Seeing Yao Ruoyu covering his chest, Chan Bupo quickly said with concern.

"It's okay." Waving your hand, Yao Ruoyu answered, then turned his head and looked around.

Previously, Yao Ruoyu focused on making breakthroughs because of some insights. Until this moment, he had the time to observe the surroundings.

Now everyone is in a palace more than 70 feet high. In addition to the eight giant pillars in the hall with dragons and phoenixes coiled, there are more than twenty ancient paintings of various monsters hanging on the walls around them.

Without paying much attention to the ancient paintings, Yao Ruoyu soon appeared directly above the hall, and there was a spiritual array submerged by rich spiritual light. The array flag of this spiritual array has twenty-eight sides, one group in each seven sides, and four groups intersect each other, constantly sucking the spiritual energy in the hall, transforming it into layers of spiritual light that is so rich that it is difficult to see through.

Yao Ruoyu was squinting his eyes and looking at the spiritual formation, when Zou Buyi suddenly walked to him with his hands behind his back, chuckling: "Cui Qiaoxin and the others have just cast a spell. There is a ring in this spiritual formation. Although it is impossible to judge the reality of the reality, it is probably the Qiankun Ring you are going to compete for this time."

"Then this is the end." Yao Ruoyu was not surprised when he heard this and said lightly.

Huang Xinyuan was standing not far away and suddenly said aloud: "I was afraid of affecting Junior Brother Yao's practice just now, so I didn't take the treasure. Now that my junior brother has woken up, I'm not polite."

Yao Ruoyu laughed and nodded, "Then I still have to thank you for your care. But this love is the same as the relationship. The ownership of the Qiankun Ring determines the victory or defeat of the Seven Saints' Martial Arts. There are also the seven treasures, so I won't hold back too much."

Clang! The roar of the sword like autumn water quietly rang out, and Cui Qiaoxin pulled the sword out of the sheath with her jade hand and said calmly: "Please."

"Brother, are we really not going to take action?" Seeing Yao Ruoyu, Su Jing, Cui Qiaoxin and other disciples of the holy land forming formations, Chu Yuan couldn't help but scratch his head and looked at Chu Xuan with itchiness.

The latter shook his head with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "It's enough for us to participate in the competition. The Qiankun Ring represents the victory or defeat of the Seven Saints' Martial Arts. Even if you and I are descendants of the Eighth Realm, it's best not to interfere in this last level at will."

Chu Yuan was disappointed when he heard this, but there were only a few people who were out of the matter like him and Chu Xuan. Among the more than 20 people present at this moment, there were six people in Changqing Valley, seven people in Fengxue Mountain, and two people in Dafeng Cizhai. Most of the remaining heroes in the martial arts world hold swords and hold swords. Obviously, they also plan to get involved and try to see if they can win the Qiankun Ring.

Seeing the crowds around, Liu Jiaer from Dafeng Cizhai couldn't help but frowned slightly and said coldly: "This is the martial arts of my seven holy places. It's okay for you to participate in the competition. Do you still want to come and compete with us for this treasure?"

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, and the seven holy lands have stood so strongly. As soon as Liu Jiaer said this, the heroes of the martial arts world couldn't help but stop walking and subconsciously stopped the momentum of moving forward.

However, the next moment, Zou Buyi suddenly chuckled and bowed, "Miss, this is a bad thing. Since the seven holy places allow us to participate in the competition, we can participate in the entire competition. Could it be that this time, we have made an exception and allowed us to participate, just to help us deal with the sword-making sect and others, then will we have bloody sacrifices before, be worthless?"

As soon as this said, the people who were already worried suddenly reacted and nodded, saying yes. Huang Xinyuan waved her hand to stop Liu Jiaer and nodded, "Sorry, my junior sister has no malice. Since you are allowed to participate in the Seven Saints Martial Arts this time, you can naturally participate in this last level."

Seeing a group of people still chattering, Su Jing shouted suddenly: "If you don't rob the Qiankun Ring, why are you talking about there? Are you waiting for the Jin Dynasty and Mongolia to make a comeback?" As soon as she finished speaking, the ground under her feet burst, and she jumped into the air and rushed straight to the spiritual array in the air.

boom!

Su Jing jumped up just now, and a thunder that was moving through the universe suddenly exploded. Huang Xinyuan drew her sword out of the sheath. When her spiritual energy surged, she had already joined the sword and turned into a ray of lightning and arrived first. Su Jing took the lead and rushed to the side of the spiritual array and slashed it with a heavy sword.

As soon as the sword edge slashed, the spiritual array suddenly shone brightly. Twenty-eight array flags echoed each other, gathering the spiritual energy in the array instantly and condensed into a cyclone to face the sword edge. With a roar, Huang Xinyuan was actually directly flew out by the cyclone, and the lightning lingering on the sword edge was instantly shattered.

"What a hard formation!" Su Jing, who followed, shouted subconsciously, then clenched her fist and elbow, twisted her waist and threw it out suddenly. When the fist was inspiring, she had already fought with the [Giant Wood Crash] and the spiritual energy pair that was stressed out in the spiritual array.

Bang! With the muffled sound, everyone saw a gas ball in front of Su Jing, forcibly blowing her up, and then the explosion of gas ball was twisted and returned to the array.

Huang Xinyuan's [Taichong Leiyin Sword] is domineering in the world, and Su Jing is also a master famous for her power. However, the two of them were useless in their attacks. They were all hit back by the spiritual formation in a head-on manner. Seeing this scene, everyone who had not yet taken action was slightly stagnant.

Swish! Everyone was hesitating, and the wind and snow suddenly drifted out of thin air. The wind swept and the snowflakes were shining. In just a few breaths, a blizzard had already rolled out from Cui Qiaoxin's fingertips, and then it became more and more intense, rising as if it was about to swallow the sky, and pounced on the spiritual formation.

As if he sensed the ferocity of the blizzard, the spiritual array was silent at first, and then the internal spiritual energy gathered rapidly, and it turned into a hurricane in its tumbling state, aiming at the rising blizzard.

Both were transformed from a large amount of spiritual energy, but they collapsed at the same time after the collision, turning into countless chaotic spiritual energy rushing around, scaring many people to dodge.

"It seems that if you attack, the spiritual array will simulate a counterattack similar to the form." After watching for several glances, Yao Ruoyu suddenly realized something. Mo Shu beside him laughed and heard the words, "Old Yao, don't you take action?"

"Look at it again." Yao Ruoyu smiled and replied.

Mo Shu curled her lips slightly and sneered: "If you want to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, you have to agree with others!"

"Um?" Yao Ruoyu was stunned when she heard this, and then she felt several gazes, which were Huang Xinyuan and Cui Qiaoxin. The former had a long sword turned and fell to her back, and said lightly: "Is it because my junior brother who is thinking about being that yellow bird? If so, then Junior Sister Cui and I would not allow you to be so comfortable."

Su Jing, who had just landed, patted the dust all over her body and shouted loudly: "Junior brother, we are all from the Song Dynasty now. There is no need for those little thoughts. Let's break this spiritual array together."

Seeing that everyone misunderstood her, Yao Ruoyu couldn't help but smile bitterly and said loudly: "Yao has no intention of reaping the benefits of the fisherman, he is just thinking of a way to break the formation."

"Did you think of it, brother-in-law?" Cui Jianshen giggled.

Glazed at him, Yao Ruoyu cleared his throat and shook his head and said, "No."

Mo Shu rolled her eyes, and Su Jing said angrily: "Then let's do it together. I don't believe that this spiritual array can block so many of us."

Shrugged, Yao Ruoyu held the sword in his hand, and the sword intent in his body condensed and rose and surged. However, when he was about to break into the realm of sword soul, it stopped abruptly and at the level of perfect sword intent.

Noting this, Huang Xinyuan frowned slightly and sang: "Junior Brother Yao doesn't need to keep his hands."

The corners of his lips were slightly slid, and Yao Ruoyu smiled and said, "It's okay."

"Then let's take action together. After the formation is broken, we will rely on our own abilities!" Su Jing clenched his fists, and the vast fist intention continued to rise. At the same time, Huang Xinyuan, Cui Qiaoxin, Cui Jianshen, Mo Shu, Chan Bupo and others also gathered their strength. When Su Jing opened his mouth and sniffed, everyone took action. For a moment, more than twenty energy rose into the air and rushed towards the spiritual formation from all directions.

Among the group of people, there were Cui Qiaoxin, Su Jing, Huang Xinyuan, and many top players in the world. In addition, Yao Ruoyu, who can compete with the Five Realms, was powerful, and could not resist the joining forces of everyone. In an instant, it was bombarded by countless qi. All the twenty-eight formation flags were torn apart by force. The spiritual energy accumulated in the interior for many years immediately rushed down like a tide breaking through the dike.
Chapter completed!