Ximen Guang walked three feet away from Yuhuang's Four Swords and stopped. He put a copper stick about a thickness of more than meter long on the ground, and the stickers made his body look even more majestic.

He said to Su Yang: "I am Ximen Guang from Luofeng Academy, I will challenge Nangong Cheng from your sect."

After hearing this, Su Yang glanced behind him. Nangong Cheng stepped forward a few steps, walked one meter in front of Ximen Guang, then stood still, held his sword and bowed with his fist, and said, "Nangong Cheng of Yuhuang Sword Sect, please give me advice."

Ximen Guang stood with a stick, his huge head lowered slightly, and bowed to the other party.

Seeing this, Murong Qianfan couldn't help but look at Zhao Hanyu and thought to himself: When did this big monkey become so polite? Did you teach it?

Lin Wu stood behind Zhao Hanyu with his hands behind him. Seeing this detail, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he was quite satisfied.

The host of the big figures on the stage, as well as all the Taoist hosts, college professors and students were all silent, waiting for the two to fight.

With a clang, Nangong Cheng's sword was unsheathed, and a sword light passed by, like a pool of autumn water.

With just one move of his sword, a powerful aura arose.

His eyes turned with the sword, and the sword moved at will, and his face was filled with solemnity.

When the big men in the field saw his face and momentum, they couldn't help but nodded secretly, thinking that the Yuhuang Seven Swords were indeed extraordinary!

He set up a portal and signaled Ximen Guang to make a move.

Ximen Guang held a stick in his hands, his eyes condensed, and he shouted softly. As the true energy flowed, a sharp aura spread from him, and instantly filled the entire hall.

His breath increased rapidly, and he seemed more and more fierce and domineering. When he reached a certain level, he shouted loudly, his hair and hair stood on his head, face and hair, and his body hair became like a steel needle, piercing the brand new courtyard robe on his body, and at the same time his eyes turned yellow-brown, looking very creepy.

Everyone sensed that his aura at this time had reached a level equivalent to that of the middle realm of the Wheel Light, but the domineering intention was incomparable to the middle realm of the Wheel Light!

Nangong Chengzhu stood opposite him, and his feelings were even more obvious. He thought to himself that although the other party was not as profound as his own, the demon clan was innately powerful and had strong combat power. He was not sure what other party had to hide. This battle seemed not as easy as imagined.

He secretly raised his vigilance and activated the real energy in his body to accelerate the movement, and the white sword robe on his body was a little moved.

On the other side of the hall, the teachers and students from Qingxu Villa were shocked as soon as they felt the breath of Ximen Guang!

The old professor looked at Ximen Guang who was transformed with his eyes curled up, and murmured: "He, did he succeed?"

"Ah? Dean, are you saying that his tendons and veins meet the requirements of the exercises? You know, our entire academy could not solve it at that time!" A middle-aged teacher next to him said in surprise.

Liu Ming, the most powerful person in Qingxu Villa who was standing next to the dean, heard this and his eyes flashed with a strange look, and then he turned his eyes directly on Zhao Hanyu.

"This, is this the Demon Body God Transformation?!"

This sentence has a hint of incredible meaning, and comes from the mouth of the Lord Qiufeng Palace, the head of the five major bishops.

"The Demon Body and God Transformation?! The legendary demon clan is extremely mysterious and extremely powerful? "

"Didn't this kind of exercise has been lost and has not appeared in nearly a thousand years?"

"Yes, the two tribes have resisted the demons several times recently. Although there are many warriors in the demon race, there are many cases of shocking battles. But who has ever heard of a powerful demon race who knows this technique?!"

"What is this boy's origin? How did he learn to transform the demon body and the gods?"

"He has been standing next to the demon princess before. Could it be that he is a relative of the demon royal family?"

"No, right? The boy seemed to be a student from Qingxu Other Academy, and later he went to Luofeng Academy for some reason."

"Huh? As you said, was he changing his sect to learn this technique?"

"This Luofeng Academy has been wasted for so long, and this kind of monster has emerged again. I heard that this kind of martial arts can be cultivated to the depths of the essence, and you can be free from the powerful people in the sacred sequence!"

"It seems that this battle is hard to say."

Most of the people in the hall were shocked by the martial arts that Ximen Guang showed and kept talking about it for a while.

However, after only a moment, these knowledgeable people and the active young genius woke up. Suddenly, hundreds of different emotions and meaningful gazes focused on Zhao Hanyu.

They were all guessing what was special about this young man?

He not only received attention from the Lord Qiufeng Palace, but also loved by the National Master. His status as the future Lord of the Taoist Sect has almost been settled.

Previously, his opponent, Gu Hongming, the genius of the Yuhuang Sword Sect, also praised him without hesitation.

Moreover, he also accepted the demon princess as a student. When the princess ascended to the great treasure in the future, he could become a veritable imperial teacher.

Now, the mysterious skills of this burly demon teenager in the field seem to be vaguely related to him.

How many hidden abilities does he have? How many unknown secrets does he have?

The expressions of the big guys on the host stage were also very complicated, while the Lord Qiufeng Palace looked relieved.

Although he was close to Luofeng Academy, he had always been concerned about the internal practice of the academy. Today, he saw that the honest and honest demon clan boy actually had a mysterious and powerful demon body magic transformation technique. He was surprised and had a new understanding of Zhao Hanyu's background and a new joy in his heart.

Qiu Hong and Murong Qianfan nodded to the aura that Ximen Guang showed at this time. Xinyan saw that Ximen Guang appeared and made everyone surprised and amazed by the demon clan. She had a light on her face and was also very happy.

The Lord of Chaoyang Palace was silent for a while, then waved his sleeves and scattered a clear light, set up a barrier to isolate the two of them from the hall, and said, "Let's start."

Nangong Cheng nodded slightly and signaled Ximen Guang to take action.

Ximen Guang didn't say anything anymore, his eyes slid, and he suddenly kicked the ground under his feet, and his body jumped out like an arrow from a string. The bronze stick swept out a stick shadow and swept across Nangong Cheng's waist and abdomen!

Nangong Cheng just heard everyone's comments. He had seen the legend of the demon body and the gods in the classics, and he was already very alert.

He saw that the other party's stick was extremely fierce, but he was not afraid at all. The long sword in his hand drew an arc in an oblique shape, and it was in a sharp connection with the copper stick swept by Ximen Guang!

With a loud "clang", Nangong Cheng's long sword bent slightly, and then quickly turned back, and Ximen Guang's copper stick was swung away.

The two of them took a step back, and neither of them took advantage.

After Ximen Guang retreated, he stood still. He raised the copper stick high, took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, then held the stick in both hands and smashed it hard on Nangong Cheng's head.

Nangong Cheng saw clearly that he condensed his true energy on his right arm, raised his sword to lift it, and looked for the head of the stick.

With a crisp "ding" sound, the tip of the sword intersected with the stick, Nangong Cheng's long sword bent again, and then bounced back. With a "click" under his feet, the solid floor actually cracked, and several gaps extended to one foot.

The copper stick was stimulated by the true energy contained in the sword tip and suddenly bounced back. Ximen Guang was calm and flipped backwards as he followed the momentum to dissolve the force on the stick. Then he held the stick in one hand, and the powerful demon essence condensed in his arms, used the copper stick as a spear, and suddenly stabbed forward!

Such flexible transformation of power won Ximen Guang a cheerful and cheerful voices.

"Okay! Good fight!"

"This stick is so wonderful!"

"Three sticks in a row, very exciting!"

Nangong Zheng saw that the bronze stick was stabbing his chest, so he was not panicked. He pushed the sword horizontally with his right hand, stroked the sword tip with his left hand, and held the sword in both hands and refused to face the attacking stick head.

The sword sticks intersected three times, making a loud noise of gold and iron attacks, accompanied by sparks.

The sword bent slightly, Nangong Cheng snorted coldly, and the true energy condensed with his arms surged. He pushed out and bounced Ximen Guang back.

Ximen Guang sang three times in the air in a row, then landed and stood steadily between the fields.

The two exchanged three moves in a flash, but it seemed that they were not sure of the winner and the defeat, and no one showed signs of defeat or fear.

Everyone watching the battle in the hall was surprised.

Originally, they believed that Ximen Guang was just an unknown young man in the demon race. Even if he was burly and majestic, he met one of the famous Yuhuang seven swords. In terms of moves, skills, and true energy, he was far inferior to the opponent's sword, and he would definitely be defeated easily and quickly.

At this time, after three moves passed, most people in the field changed their views, and some people felt an inexplicable expectation in their hearts for some reason, as if they were looking forward to seeing Yuhuang’s disciples defeat.

The Murong family worshiper Lao Ke witnessed the three attacks of the two teenagers. He found that Ximen Guang's actual combat level was far different from that when he fought with the disciples of the Buddhist sect before entering the capital. He knew that Ximen Guang had always been diligent in his hard work, but he knew even more that at least half of the results today were attributed to Zhao Hanyu. Thinking of this, he and Fu Taibao of the Demon Clan couldn't help but smile, and praised Princess Xinyan and Ximen Guang's excellent luck.

Zhao Hanyu and several other teenagers had already relaxed their minds. No matter whether Ximen Guang wins or loses, they would not be upset. Now seeing Ximen Guang’s bronze stick is extremely fierce and powerful, they are filled with joy.

Standing opposite Su Yang and Wang Yun, Shen Yi had no expression on his face, Nangong Cheng held a sword and thought to himself that this young man from the demon clan is full of demonic Yuan and strong combat power, and he does have some skills, but after all, he is only in the middle of the Lun Light Realm, one level lower than himself. If he continues to fight for a long time, the other party will definitely not be able to waste his life. However, isn’t it too embarrassing to fight the nameless person in this way?

Ximen Guang fought with his opponent three moves. He has tried the opponent's sword skills, both his moves and true energy are above him. If he wants to fight hard, he will definitely not be his enemy if he consumes it for a long time. If he changes his tactics, he doesn't know whether the methods Professor Lin Wu said just now work?

Nangong Cheng had already blocked three moves before. At this time, he raised his sword and his face was not wavered. There was a radiant light flashing at the tip of the sword, and there was a "hissing" sound.

Everyone was shocked to see this and thought, is he going to do his best? How could this young man in the demon race put such great pressure on him?

Zhao Hanyu looked carefully and shouted: "This is the mountain gate sword of the Yuhuang Sword Sect, don't be careless!"

Although Ximen Guang's face was straightforward and his mind was simple and simple, he was not stupid. With Zhao Hanyu's reminder, he knew that the opponent's next attack would inevitably run like a river. He held the copper stick tightly, and his true energy moved to the extreme, and then nodded heavily.

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!