Chapter 1240 Battle with Ximen Yan

"Oh my god, this is my idol, wow, he is so great!"

A crazy exclamation broke the silence.

Instantly, the whole square was in an uproar.

"How is this possible?"

"Is this boy really the reincarnation of the Immortal Ancient Emperor?"

"Fuck, this is just like a dream!"

"..."

The exclamations rose and fell in the huge square, and lasted for a long time.

"This boy from Hongmeng Continent is really unexpected!"

The high-level officials of Tianzong also discussed it, and their faces were full of shock, excitement and confusion.

"Now it seems that Qin Yi agreed to this competition on behalf of our Tianzong, and he should have been confident."

Yun Xianhe, who was wearing a white robe, sighed sincerely, and looked at Qin Yi with more appreciation.

"Yes, obviously, we all misunderstood him. It's a pity that he came from the Great Wilderness Plane World. Otherwise, such a genius should be won over by our Tianzong no matter what. Let him truly become a disciple of our Tianzong."

An old man in a yellow robe took over.

Murong Fu in the crowd sat there quietly, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

His cultivation had just broken through to the middle stage of the ninth realm of the sect, and he was on par with Lu Yu, but now, Qin Yi defeated Lu Yu.

In other words, it would not be difficult for Qin Yi to defeat himself!

At this point in the competition, none of the disciples of their Tianzong who were going to play against him, Yan Xianxian, Yu Feng, Luffy and other masters had come on stage, and Qin Yi had defeated twelve people in a row, leaving only the strongest Ximen Yan!

"No wonder Junior Sister Yan is obsessed with this guy. It seems that this guy does have the capital to make Junior Sister Yan obsessed..."

Murong Fu sighed secretly. Now, he has fully realized that it was a joke that he wanted to see Qin Yi being severely tortured.

For a moment, he sat there dejectedly like a defeated rooster.

Like a defeated rooster, not only Murong Fu, but also Lu Yu, he returned to his seat dejectedly, and smiled bitterly at Ximen Yan beside him: "The disciple of Tianzong is a pervert, Ximen Yan, it depends on you!"

Ximen Yan, the chief disciple of Dizong, a strong man at the peak of the ninth realm of the sect, is also the real hope of the thirteen disciples of the Demon Sect and the Earth Sect!

She is the head of the three sects' disciples. With her cultivation, it will not be a problem for her to sweep the disciples of Tianzong.

"Ximen Yan, go and kill that perverted disciple of Tianzong. As long as he is killed, Tianzong will be doomed. We have defeated twelve people in a row, so what?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Ximen, with your strength, it should be no problem to kill that boy!"

"..."

At this time, the disciples of Demon Sect and Earth Sect were still full of confidence in the final result of this competition. The twelve people in front were nothing. Ximen Yan was their trump card and the key to their victory.

Ximen Yan did not say anything, but stood up slowly, slowly moving her two round and strong sexy legs under the purple robe, and walked towards the boy in the center of the square. The whole person seemed indescribably elegant and detached, as if all the noise here had nothing to do with her.

"Sure enough, she is worthy of being the head of the three sects. This aura alone is not something that ordinary people can achieve."

With Ximen Yan's appearance, exclamations rang out all around.

The eyes of many males who fell on the girl's graceful and charming body suddenly became hot.

"Ximen Yan, the chief disciple of the Earth Sect, please teach me."

Ximen Yan had already arrived at the center of the square, standing about thirty feet away from Qin Yi, and spoke slowly, with a voice that was extremely beautiful and intoxicating.

This person was the famous Ximen Yan among the three sects' disciples!

Qin Yi couldn't help but focus his eyes slightly, looking at the purple-robed girl in front of him.

He saw that this person had a slender figure, and was not much more beautiful than himself. Her appearance was quite beautiful, not inferior to Yan Xianxian at all.

The girl's skin was white, as if it was cream without any flaws. She was wearing a tight purple robe, which tightly wrapped her graceful and charming body, and it was very graceful.

"Obviously, among the disciples of the three sects, there are countless males who admire Ximen Yan, but they are afraid of her strength and dare not act rashly."

Qin Yi sighed secretly, and the calm and light smile on his face remained unchanged. He slowly raised the smoke and cloud spear in his hand and pointed it at Ximen Yan: "Go ahead."

Ximen Yan's cultivation has already broken through the middle stage of the ninth realm of the sect. Qin Yi also wants to know if he can defeat her with his current strength without using the "Seven Styles of the Heavenly Demon"?

For a moment, Qin Yi's chest gradually burned with a monstrous fighting spirit.

"Okay."

Ximen Yan nodded her beautiful head lightly, and her elegant and calm temperament slowly disappeared, replaced by a sharpness.

Swish!

As she slightly surged the mysterious energy, a long sword rushed out of her body and was tightly held in her hand.

It was a purple sword, the blade was no more than three fingers wide and one and a half meters long, with thirteen purple gems inlaid on it. A faint purple glow was slowly surging on the sword. Above the sword, there was a faint shadow of a phoenix, constantly spreading its wings and flying.

With the appearance of this purple long sword, an invisible strong killing intent filled every inch of space here in an instant, making the people watching the battle around feel a chill.

"What a powerful weapon, I'm afraid it's close to a divine weapon."

Looking at the purple long sword in Ximen Yan's hand, Qin Yi sighed. He felt that Ximen Yan's purple long sword was not inferior to Yan Mei Niang and Aunt Sheng Xue's weapons.

Teng Teng Teng Teng!

Facing a strong enemy like Ximen Yan, Qin Yi did not dare to be careless at all. The four elements of gold, water, fire, and earth in his dantian burned crazily again.

At the same time, he urged his left hand to enter the ethereal state.

Fight!

Without saying any more nonsense, Qin Yi stomped his feet on the ground fiercely, and the whole person burst out with this power, holding the smoke and cloud spear and stabbing at Ximen Yan fiercely.

"Buzz..."

The smoke and cloud spear vibrated, and a monstrous killing intent was surging.

However, just as he was about to stab, Qin Yi's eyebrows could not help but slightly frown, and he saw Ximen Yan in front of him, and her figure suddenly became blurred.

The next moment, her figure suddenly split into ten, and ten Ximen Yans directly surrounded Qin Yi. Each Ximen Yan held a purple long sword in his hand.

The ten Ximen Yans were exactly the same, without any difference.

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