This exclamation attracted everyone's attention, and the core disciples behind the ring who had handed Wei Yuan a war letter sneered sarcastically.

"I didn't expect that he really dared to come. Could it be that he didn't want to live?"

"That's right, although the private fights of disciples are prohibited in the palace gate, the martial arts hall is not allowed. As long as you take the battle post and go to this arena, it will be life and death."

One of the core disciples said with some concern in his heart, "I don't know whether the rumors about Wei Yuan are true or false. If they are true, then wouldn't we..." Hearing this, Zhao Fu sneered, "You don't need to worry at all. I have learned the reason from several elders. Although Wei Yuan did kill the wild beast in the upper realm of Creation, the wild beast had been seriously injured before and was in short order. It can only be said that this kid had picked up a big advantage."

Speaking of this, Zhao Fu narrowed his eyes and continued, "Besides, I also heard that Wei Yuan was seriously injured in the Huangyi Mountains. So what if he is very strong? With so many of us, he will definitely lose after the wheel battle."

"But... who is the first to join us?"

Someone asked this question again, and then everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and it seemed that no one wanted to be the first to be a pioneer.

Zhao Fu frowned slightly and said coldly, "Everyone, this is a good opportunity. If anyone can defeat him or even kill him first, the ranking of Tiangong martial arts will be determined. The people behind him can only win a little title of handing out a war post. If you shirk it, then I will be the first one. What's the point?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes changed. What was their purpose to fight Wei Yuan?

Isn’t it just to show off in front of the elders and gods of the Heavenly Palace? It’s just to get a ranking to participate in the Heavenly Palace martial arts performance. They really don’t want to let go of this opportunity easily.

Thinking of this, a core disciple hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Zhao is very strong, so it's better to stay in the formation. I'll try it for you first."

As he said that, without waiting for everyone to react, he rushed to the ring in a flash, holding a sword in one hand and carrying a back with the other, standing proudly, looking at the figure who was facing the challenge step by step towards the ring with a contempt look on his face.

It can be said that Wei Yuan, who came under the attention of the crowd, walked all the way to the edge of the arena. The eyes of the people around him were either contempt or disdainful, and there were very few expectations and passion.

In front of everyone, Wei Yuan paused slightly, then took off the sword on his waist, and inserted it into the bluestone slab on the ground beside him, and then he raised his foot and walked onto the ring.

This scene made everyone confused. What does it mean?

Could it be that he doesn't plan to use a sword?

"This is too arrogant! A sword cultivator doesn't even bring a sword, so he doesn't take other core disciples seriously."

"Let's wait and see, he will cry later, no! He may not even have a chance to cry. No matter how life or death is on this ring!"

For a moment, all the people watching the battle became noisy, most of them were so angry that they even felt a little guilty at this moment.

Although they all saw the strength of Senior Brother Wei with their own eyes, if they didn't use swords, they really couldn't guarantee that Senior Brother Wei could fight the core disciples with bare hands. After all, he is a sword cultivator.

Wei Yuan went to the stage with bare hands, and the core disciple opposite him frowned immediately, glanced at the sword that was inserted under the ring by Wei Yuan, and sneered, "I advise you to go down and bring the sword with you, so that you won't lose too ugly."

Wei Yuan ignored him at all and walked to the side of the ring to stand still. He was as handsome as snow in white and had a great temperament. That was an indescribable beauty.

The reason why he came so late today was actually not intentional. It was just that after the battle with the poisonous dragon in the Huangyi Mountains, his realm finally loosened. In order to break the realm, he had to come a little late. He had a great enlightenment between life and death. Now he is a true peak monk in the Yuan-Slaying Cultivator, and he is only half a step away from stepping into the God of Zhao.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of breaking the realm, Wei Yuan's injuries had recovered by 80% of them. The dazzling sunlight in the Qihai Universe was rising for several layers, and there were signs of double suns being the same sky, just about to break a layer of window paper.

Seeing Wei Yuan ignoring him, the core disciple frowned even more. His tone became colder and continued, "I heard that you were arrogant and dared to expel the inner disciples in the library as soon as you entered the sect. Although I don't know why Elder Yang didn't blame you, but a young man who has become a core disciple in the side sect can't bully my palace disciple."

Wei Yuan still didn't say anything, his eyes were empty and he had no intention of speaking. His calm appearance immediately made the other party even more annoyed, and his murderous intent surged in his eyes.

At the same time, Zhao Fu, among the core disciples behind the ring, chuckled and turned to look at a man holding a sword not far away. He spoke with a little respectful voice, "Senior Brother Wu, this Wei Yuan is looking for death like this. I'm afraid it's not your turn to go on stage, and he will turn into a pool of meat paste."

Zhao Fu is also an outstanding student among the core disciples of Tai Sui Palace. If he can call him a senior brother or sister, there may be no one except the cultivators in Zhaoshen realm who are only a dozen or twenty left.

The senior brother Wu is a master who can rank at the top of the core disciples. Wu Fugui, whose realm strength and even prestige are second only to Shen Yuangui before. Now that the news that Shen Yuangui rebels into the sect and has been cleared by the Lord God, has spread, the senior brother Wu naturally became the best among the core disciples.

Wu Fugui just glanced at the two people on the ring and said indifferently, "That only means that he is not worthy of fighting with me at all."

"Yes, yes, how can such a waste be able to compete with Senior Brother Wu? Just leave it to us to clean up."

Zhao Fu spoke with a smile on his face.

On the ring, the core disciple who had been angered by Wei Yuan's attitude finally couldn't help but pull out the long sword from his waist and shouted angrily, "Let you die to understand, let you know whose sword you died. Listen, my name is..." But before he could finish his words, everyone present, including Zhao Fu, Wu Fugui and others, flashed in front of him. The next moment, Wei Yuan's figure on the ring had disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the core disciple.

Wei Yuan did not hold the sword, so he used his fingers to make a sword, and pointed it hard at the other party's lower abdomen Dantian. The sword intent swarmed out, as if he had found a catharsis portal and sprayed it out. With a muffled sound, the air waves visible to the naked eye penetrated the other party's sea of ​​qi like a spear, instantly destroying the Qi sea universe in his body.

Not only that, after destroying the other person's qi sea with one finger, Wei Yuan's body flowed out, and the force burst out. With an explosion, it actually exploded many acupoints in the other person's body. Blood directly splashed out from all over the body, spilling all over the floor.

This scene happened so quickly that the other party had no reaction at all. When everything was over, he had turned into a corpse and fell down with a bang, and even the arrogant look on his face had not yet restrained.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and the entire Yanwu Pavilion instantly fell into death silence.

The spilled blood was bounced away by Wei Yuan's breath. He stood up again, took out a piece of war from his arms and threw it on the corpse under his feet, and then spoke the first sentence.

"Next!"
Chapter completed!