"Senior Sister Wu Qing, Lan Guan's disciple officially challenged you to surpass your level! Please take the challenge..." Song Jue put away the smile on his face and bowed seriously.

If he is familiar with the "Zongluo", he will naturally not make any contribution to the details.

Around the square, many disciples of Tianji Garden looked at this scene quietly. They couldn't help swallowing. If it were a while ago, they might have felt that Song Jue was overestimating his abilities.

But now, Song Jue is completely hidden!

If Song Jue really beats Wu Jing, then his fame will undoubtedly become truly famous in Xuanji Sect.

Less than a day after entering the ceremony of the crown, he went from a golden crown to a blue crown, and then to a young crown through battle. Such a record, not to mention the top ten prides of today, there was nothing that happened since the founding of the Xuanji Sect.

If Song Jue really does what he wants, even a fanatical admirer of the top ten prides, he may have to admit that Song Jue does have shocking talents and potential.

Wu Jing also understood that Song Jue planned to step on his ambition to become the ranks of the Youth League disciples, which made her eyes even colder. After a moment, she burst into laughter and said in a cold voice: "I accept your challenge!"

In just one sentence, there was an endless chill.

Meng Xiaochen looked at Song Jue deeply, waved his sleeves, and a mysterious cloud of clouds swept many disciples onto the clouds!

The group watched from a distance.

In an instant, the crowds of people were filled with people, and Tianji Square became empty. In a huge square, only Song Jue and Wu Jing stood facing each other.

The two of them had cold eyes as if they were blades, and there was a faint chill that made people feel thrilling.

On the clouds, thousands of eyes were locked tightly on the two of them.

today!

It was undoubtedly a day of ups and downs! And all of this was because of Song Jue.

He had already staged a miracle in the ceremony of giving the crown. After arriving at Tianji Garden, he took Xuanji Peak to sweep the mountain in obediently. He thought that there would be no story after Song Jue went to the cave, but no one expected that a group of disciples of Jianji Peak would come to the door, not only humiliating the disciples of Tianji Garden, but also challenging Song Jue by name.

Later, Song Jue relied on his own to overthrow more than a dozen elite disciples from the other side in a devastating way.

In the end, only one young master disciple Wu Jing was left!

"Junior Brother Song, it's really not easy. If he can defeat Wu Jing, I'm afraid everyone in the Xuanji Sect will know about it in the future."

"Senior Brother Song, with his human realm, he easily wiped out the sixteen elite sword peaks. Such a foundation is really unimaginable!"

"But Wu Jing is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Her strength is extremely strong. She is the real sixth level of Shenxuan. With such strength, she can compete with some ordinary purple belt disciples. Senior Brother Song can beat others, but it is probably not that easy to get benefits from her."

"Indeed, Wu Jing is not comparable to Gao Ying."

"It seems that today's battle is inevitable. It's not a waste of busy day to see such a fierce battle."

"I hope...Senior Brother Song creates an unprecedented myth."

“…”

The disciples watching the game whispered, and the two people in Tianji Square were ready to go!

"I didn't expect that your strength is beyond my imagination. Wu Yuankai died unjustly." Wu Jing looked at Song Jue with an expressionless face and said lightly.

"But, it's time for you to have enough of your limelight!"

When the last word fell, Wu Jing's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

boom!

The next moment, the powerful mysterious energy suddenly exploded from his body, and waves of pressure roared out, and the stone slabs under his feet were constantly cracking under that kind of pressure.

On the clouds, some disciples' expressions changed slightly, obviously they realized the power of the mysterious energy.

Everyone was worried about Song Jue.

Song Jue noticed Wu Jing's pressure and became cautious. Although he was blurred with Shen Xuan's colorless realm.

But this Wu Jing is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp.

This woman is definitely the strongest opponent he has ever encountered.

"Zheng!"

Song Jue waved his hand and the God of Destroying Heaven appeared in his hand! And streams of pure spiritual energy flowed out, filling his limbs and bones.

The two of them met in the air. At that moment, they were like thunder and lightning, and their eyes both became as cold as a blade.

boom!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is stirring, shaking the void.

"You are the first woman to fight me, so! I will do my best..."

When Song Jue's voice fell, his figure moved violently.

As soon as he took a step forward, several lifelike figures appeared, and their figures were like the wind carrying fog and swept out.

“So fast!”

Wu Jing's heart was terrified. Song Jue's degree was so fast that she could only see the vague afterimage.

Facing the strange Song Jue at this time, Wu Jing lost her previous arrogance, stepped on her feet and retreated rapidly.

However, her level was far less than that of Song Jue at this time.

Song Jue took just one step and appeared in front of Wu Jing, like a ghost.

No matter how Wu Jing avoided it, Song Jue's figure was like a maggot on his tarsal bone, following closely.

"This is the degree..." Shen Chong and Li Jinghong were slightly moved when they looked at this scene.

"Get out!" Wu Jing was chased by Song Jue's ghostly terrifyingly, and his heart was extremely ashamed and angry. With a roar, the violent mysterious energy exploded from his body. The mysterious energy turned into sharp swords and rushed towards all directions.

boom!

Song Jue slashed down with a sword, and at that moment, thousands of sword lights seemed to appear at the same time. The sword light was like a curtain, becoming the most dazzling existence in the world.

The sword light passed by, so sharp that it was heartbreaking that the countless thunder blades were cut open.

It was like a hot knife slashing the grease.

There was a wave of sword light shooting downwards, and suddenly the ground was torn into pieces with bottomless traces.

The countless sharp swords filled the sky were slashed by that sword at this time.

The disciples watching the game were shocked. Song Jue, who was able to create miracles again and again, was indeed extremely powerful.

"The autumn wind whistled!" Wu Jing had this breathing opportunity, waved the green sword in his hand, and the sword light roared, and countless sword shadows appeared directly like a cover, covering Song Jue's vital points.

Countless light spots flashed, covering Song Jue in a sword light!

The magic blade sword in Song Jue's hand transformed into layers of ripples, the sword light flowed like water waves, and circles formed by true energy were one after another, layer by layer, surrounding the whole body, forming an impeccable defense circle.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!..."

However, as soon as the aperture appeared, it was cut by Wu Jing's ten thousand sword lights. The violent sword rain continued to diminish, and it hit the Xuanwu and Qilin Tai Chi pattern that Song Jue waved out with his left hand.

Song Jue pushed his hand and the Tai Chi pattern shot towards Wu Jing. The violent pattern tore the air and dragged the long fire dragon to plowed the bluestone into a deep gully.

"I want to see how strong the mysterious energy you have!" Wu Jing waved his hand and a sword light passed by, as if there was a moonlight passing by, and even the space was slightly fluctuating under the sword edge.

The moon-like sword energy, with an extremely sharp chill, suddenly slashed towards the Tai Chi diagram.

Facing the fierce Tai Chi pattern, she did not dare to neglect it. She took a ruthless move as soon as she took action.

Swish!

All around the square, the bluestone railings were shattered, and the fractured areas were as smooth as mirrors.

Facing the moonlight-like sword energy, even Chen Chong, Li Jinghong and other purple-crow disciples changed slightly. With such a sword, people below the fourth level of Shenxuan would probably be severely injured by a sword no matter how they resisted it.

Although Wu Jing is cold and arrogant, his strength is indeed worthy of being one of the top 100 disciples among the top 100 disciples.

In the horrified eyes of the disciples, the moon-like sword energy flew past, directly colliding with the roaring Tai Chi pattern.

Swish!

The two collided and the shocking explosion exploded.

However, although the sword light was sharp, everyone saw that the rotating Xuanwu and Qilin pattern were not damaged at all.

The sword light was broken in an instant with a destructive and rotten momentum. Its momentum was not damaged, and it roared heavily on Wu Jing's arm.

Bang!

Wu Jing's soles were applied to the ground and shot hundreds of steps. The blood on the corners of her mouth became clearer, and there was a severe pain in her body.

Countless disciples were stunned.

Shen Chong, Li Jinghong's purple-crowned disciples were both staring blankly at Song Jue who stood in the void without any damage.

Not to mention them, even if Meng Xiaochen opened his mouth little by little, his eyes were filled with disbelief and vibration, and he whispered: "This is the trace of 'Tao'."

"Master Meng! What are the traces of Tao?" Chen Chong asked.

"'Tao' means to make one's own way! When you are working hard to learn the combat skills of your predecessors, your junior brother Song Jue has already created another unprecedented martial art."

"His aura is not necessarily stronger than Wu Jing, but his Xuanwu and Qilin pattern absorbed Wu Jing's power and relied on himself! What Wu Jing was actually under the power shared by both of them! Taking the enemy's power as used is an unprecedented innovation. Before this, no one even proposed it or thought of it. However, Song Jue did... The reason why he said it was a trace of "Tao" is because he has not fully absorbed it. Otherwise, Wu Jing would undoubtedly die."

"hiss!"

Chen Chong, Li Jinghong and the others swallowed together, and looked at the young figure in the sky, and there was a hint of awe in their eyes.

It’s hard to achieve one’s own way?

Take the Xuanji Sect, which has been passed down for countless years, for example, there has only been one person, that is, Xuanjizi, the founder of the founding sect.

Afterwards, everyone was walking along the path he created. Even if he was a person who had achieved something, he was just repairing and repairing the path of Xuanjizi. There was no one who completely broke out of Xuanjizi's "Tao".
Chapter completed!