In the martial arts hall, there is an ancient and mottled ring, which is 800 feet long and seems to be made of some precious jade, extremely hard and rough.

I am afraid that ordinary monks of supernatural powers will not be able to leave any trace on it.

The surface of the ring is dark brown, as if it was eroded by a large amount of blood. The blood stains on it penetrate into the jade, making the ring look full of solemnity.

I don’t know how many grudges and heroes have been ruined in this arena since the establishment of the Taiyi School.

The ring is in the west and it means returning to the west.

Thirty feet below the ring, there were many disciples gathered, all attracted by the battle between the two. It is roughly estimated that there were at least thousands of people.

However, none of the 99% of the disciples present were optimistic about Yang Xuanzhen and believed that he was not the enemy of Yuexi's reunion, so he lacked interest and had extremely low discussion.

At this moment, under the stone steps of the arena, an old man in gray looked at the life and death in his hand, his eyes were strange, he glanced at Yang Xuanzhen, then looked at Yue Xigui, and spoke:

"Have you ever thought it through clearly? Once you get on the stage of life and death, you will have no way out. You can only separate life and death. If you want to repent, it is still time."

This old man is one of the elders in the Yanwu Hall, named Song Zhong.

His cultivation is the first level of magical power, the realm of magic power.

He is also a witness to the decisive battle between the two.

When Song Zhong spoke, although he looked at Yue Xigui, he was actually reminding Yang Xuanzhen.

After all, the difference in cultivation between the two is quite different. He could see that although Yang Xuan is really extraordinary, he still does not have an advantage.

"Elder Song, I have already thought it through." Yang Xuanzhen gave a deep tribute to the old man in front of him. After saying that, he walked onto the arena without looking back.

Hearing this, Song Zhong looked at Yue Xigui again. Seeing that the man was also determined and stepped onto the stairs, he had to sigh and declare: "Forget it, I can't control the world of young people. Since that's the case, the decisive battle begins."

"This sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The sword edge is three feet and seven inches. It is forged with the Netherworld Iron from the sky. It is not any magic weapon, but just a pure sword of killing. Today, it will send you a journey. It is an honor for you to die under this sword."

On the ring, Yue Xigui looked solemn and pulled out a dark sword behind him.

The moment he held the sword, his temperament became even more sharp. He immediately turned cold and he suddenly rushed towards him without waiting for Yang Xuanzhen to speak.

But the next moment, a powerful hand seemed to poke out from nothing, without any trajectory or any signs, and it grabbed Yue Xigui's neck in one hand.

Immediately afterwards, under the astonished gaze of everyone, Yang Xuanzhen picked up Yue Xigui directly as if he was carrying a little chicken.

"Ha...Ha...Ha..."

Yue Xigui suddenly felt difficult to breathe, struggled desperately, and a hoarse whimper came from his throat.

But in the face of this powerful force, any means, any move, and even his proud sword seemed extremely ridiculous.

"Why did Senior Brother Yue Xigui be captured? I remember it really well, I didn't blink just now!"

"What happened just now? I didn't see clearly how Senior Brother Yue was captured?"

"Could it be that I stayed up late yesterday and made me feel confused and had an illusion?"

This scene made most of the people in the audience look confused and make confusing voices one after another.

But a few people with slightly stronger cultivation can clearly see that it seems that Yue Xigui took the lead in taking action.

But in the end, she was captured by Yang Xuanzhen at some point, which was really strange.

"I know that Senior Brother Yang will definitely win!"

Ye Suling cheered excitedly. In her heart, Yang Xuanzhen would never fail when and where.

"Hiss, Senior Brother Yang's strength has reached such a level?" Lin Senpeng was also secretly smacking his tongue.

The Lin family has a monk in the secret realm of magical powers and powers. Therefore, he is quite knowledgeable, but the more he knows, the more he understands, the more he understands, the more he really understands.

Even Song Zhong, the elder in the Martial Arts Hall, his pupils shrank slightly. The disciples had a low cultivation level, and perhaps they had not seen everything they had just now.

But as a cultivator of supernatural powers, he knew that at that moment, Yang Xuanzhen suddenly rose up, grabbed Yue Xigui's neck, and picked him up.

There is no clever change in this, and even the body technique and martial arts have not been used. There is only one word, hurry up!

Even the elder Song Zhong was shocked and pulled off a small piece of his beard.

"I've misunderstood my eyes, this kid hides deeply enough."

Elder Song Zhong murmured to himself: "His strength is not much different from that of the monk who has just been promoted to the secret realm of magical powers. After Ji Qianyuan of my Taiyi Sect, I have another monster-like genius. In time, I will be able to shine in the sect."

On the ring.

Yang Xuanzhen didn't care how everyone below reacted, but stared at Yue Xigui, who was having difficulty breathing, and said in a deep voice: "Who was instructed by you for my trouble?"

While speaking, his hands were loosened slightly, allowing the other person's breathing to be slightly smoother.

There was still a deep horror on Yue Xigui's face. He never expected that the other party's strength was so powerful that he could not react at all.

Hearing Yang Xuanzhen's question, he came to his senses and shook his head quickly and said, "No one has instructed me, Yue Xigui, has always been alone, I just see you unhappy and want to teach you a lesson."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Yang Xuanzhen sneered, but his left hand was not idle. He suddenly poked out and grabbed Yue Xigui's right arm.

"Hiss!"

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream, Yue Xigui's arm was torn off by Yang Xuanzhen on the spot.

The blood flowed from the broken arm, and the arm was thrown to the ground, dyeing a small life and death platform red.

"Tell me, maybe I can spare your life." Yang Xuanzhen asked again, his tone becoming even colder.

This scene made many disciples watching the game below the ring feel cold and can't bear to see it.

The heart-wrenching pain made Yue Xigui's face twist. Finally, his lips squirmed slightly, and he said with difficulty: "Yes..."

But before he could speak a complete sentence, his ears suddenly moved, as if he had heard something terrifying, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Haha, forgot..."

Then, Yue Xigui actually laughed bitterly, never expressed a word again, and just closed his eyes and waited for death.

"Hmm?"

Yang Xuanzhen noticed the subtle changes in Yue Xigui's expression. Just now, the moment this person was about to speak, it seemed that someone was sending a voice to his magic power.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and kept searching in the entire martial arts hall, hoping to find the person who transmitted the voice.

Unfortunately, except for thousands of shocked gazes and some scattered figures in the distance, no suspicious people were found.

It seemed that from the beginning to the end, the other party had never appeared inside the martial arts hall, or had hidden his cultivation, which made Yang Xuanzhen unable to find any clues.

However, the hall here is very wide, with a 88,888 feet high and 888 feet high and 888 feet high and 888 feet high.

With Yang Xuanzhen's current cultivation level, it is basically impossible to completely search the entire hall in a short time before the unique spiritual consciousness of a monk was born.

His face was as deep as water, so he had to give up the investigation for a while, and then used methods to force Yue Xigui again.

But this person made up his mind that no matter how Yang Xuanzhen tortured him, even if he had destroyed his five limbs, he still gritted his teeth and refused to explain.
Chapter completed!