Eight different colors of light in his palm were surrounded by a bright star in his palm. The next moment he clenched his palm and held a force that could destroy the world in his palm.

His body suddenly jumped up like a huge flea, and it was hundreds of feet long.

Open it for me!

Zhao Yuande exhaled and his fist directly faced his fingers in the sky that were as big as a mountain.

This finger is as crystal clear as jade, as if it is made of jade, but it gives people the feeling that it is extremely cold and bitter. In this coldness, there is also a trace of the power of the way of heaven.

Just before his fist was about to touch this finger, he opened his palm in dream and slapped his finger.

The eight terrifying rules contained in the palm surrounded the bright stars and were imprinted on the fingers.

Zhao Yuande retracted his palm and his body fell to the ground like a meteor.

In the solid martial arts field, a big hole was smashed by his body, and the stone slabs around him cracked a large area.

The finger in the sky was still slowly falling, while Zhao Yuande jumped out of the pit and did not take action anymore. He just stood quietly with his hands behind his back and looked at the sky.

How was he doing? This palm seemed to be of no use? Someone looked at Zhao Yuande with puzzled eyes and looked at his fingers slowly falling from the sky, and he was a little confused.

I don't understand this

Could it be that Zhao Yuande found that he could not shake his finger with one blow, so he gave up resisting!

Not like it! I see that he is confident, maybe

Click!

Just as everyone was talking, a crisp sound suddenly came from the finger in the sky.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Just under the incredible eyes of everyone, the finger comparable to a mountain turned out to be a huge hole, and then it was shattered like broken glass.

This is impossible! I don’t believe it! The originally snow-white sky suddenly returned to normal, and a figure appeared in the air.

It was Bingfeng, and at this moment she was looking at Zhao Yuande on the ground incredibly.

Puff! She opened her mouth and spurted out a blood arrow, and her face suddenly turned pale.

Look, someone suddenly shouted below her body.

When everyone looked carefully, they couldn't help but look incredible on their faces, and then they saw cracks appearing on Bingfeng's body at this moment.

Bang!

The next moment, the ice suddenly exploded and turned into a blood mist.

A white shadow rushed out of the blood mist and rushed towards Zhao Yuande!

An extremely powerful soul power came from this white shadow, which had surpassed the Divine Emperor.

You ruined my Nine Death Ascension to the Immortality, I want to tear you! The white shadow roared hideously, and it turned out to be a soul clone of the Snow God.

Everyone was silent at this time. This kind of soul power was too powerful, so they could not even feel rebellious.

However, Zhao Yuande was not in a hurry or afraid at this time, but just swept his eyes to the old servant.

Being presumptuous! The little child's voice was astonishing as thunder, and his eyes swept over.

Before Bai Ying could pounce on Zhao Yuande, she suddenly felt an irresistible force that instantly imprisoned him.

You let me go, I want to kill him! I am the high-ranking god of ice and snow. How could I defeat a mortal? I am unwilling to give up! The imprisoned white shadow roared hysterically, but could not escape no matter what.

Humph! Save it! We grab a lot of gods like you in the Imperial Palace! The little boy sneered and pointed his fingers lightly.

The white shadow was poked like a balloon, leaving nothing behind.

Only then did everyone realize that this little boy was so powerful.

Well, the first screening has been completed. Now there are six strong men left, namely Jian Piaoling, Dao Pu, Zhang Fan, Feng Wujiang, Ming Yu, Zhao Yuande! The little boy looked around everyone, swept over Zhao Yuande's faces one by one, and finally said softly, everyone is tired today, take a day off, and we will start the second handsome selection tomorrow!

Zhao Yuande found a place to sit cross-legged. He felt excited that a big battle was approaching, and he didn't know who his first opponent would be tomorrow.

Zhao Yuande's emotions have always been in excitement, and he has the urge to fight Zhang Fan immediately!

And the same goes for others, everyone is observing their opponents tomorrow.

Those geniuses who were destined to become slaves were now confused. They hoped that the future owner of the Imperial Palace would not be too strict.

Who is the most likely to win the final victory in these six people?

I think it should be Zhang Fan. He is unfathomable and looks good-tempered. He should be a good candidate for the palace lord.

No, I think it's Zhao Yuande. Have you seen it just now? His combat power can definitely defeat the God Emperor! He is stronger than Zhang Fan, but as the palace master, it's hard to say. I think he is a smiling tiger, and this feels very bad!

What do you know? I seem to have vaguely heard from Zhao Yuande’s character. His person is very principled and very committed, and he asked me to say that it is the best thing to be the palace master!

I think Feng Wujiang is good, this person is generous and generous!

Time flies, and it will be the next day soon.

The little boy showed up outside the martial arts venue with his old servants and waved to Zhao Yuande and the other six.

You six are here!

Six people hurried over.

Today we won’t draw lots. My master will personally rank you and arrange your opponents! The little boy looked at everyone’s reaction and saw that they did not show any objection. He nodded with satisfaction.

Next, Jian Piaoling vs. Knife, you guys come on stage! The little boy nodded to the two of them, and they walked towards the martial arts field.

When everyone heard that these two people were fighting, their eyes suddenly lit up.

They seemed to know very early, which one is faster between these two people!

Is it the sword flash of the sword, or the sword servant's magic sword?

Jian Piaoling came to the venue and stood still. He looked at the black long sword in the hand of the knife servant opposite, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

You are not my opponent, so let's put away the magic sword and leave! Although Jian Piaoling frowned, he still spoke to persuade the other party to leave.

He! Don't be too long-winded, you will become the first soul under my magic sword today! The sword servant's hand holding the black sword began to tremble gradually. His face was sweating profusely, and his eyes were already red. He could no longer suppress the excitement of the magic sword.

OK! The sword floated and the sword was in his hand, and a golden sword light flashed, and the next moment it appeared in front of the sword servant.

Click!

The black long sword was unsheathed, and a black sword light met the golden sword light.
Chapter completed!