Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

At the foot of Yuanzong Mountain, all contestants stopped.

Yi Tiangong and Zhu Ziwen glanced at the teams of various sects, and their expressions became a little ugly.

Not to mention them, even Han Yang was quite speechless.

They are both members of the eighteen sects under Yuan Zong, but the gap in strength and background is a bit too big.

On the Yuanmen side, all the golden bone peakers have arrived, and including Han Yang, the eighth level golden bone, there are only three people.

Let’s look at other sects.

Even the other two sects, both of the lower three sects, were able to gather five people.

Not to mention other sects.

At worst, there are more than eight people. From the Beast Yuan sect, one of the three sects, there are 17 people participating in the sect martial arts competition.

The largest number of people belongs to the Yiyuan Sect, the first of the eighteen sects of Yuanzong.

In this Yuan sect, there are as many as fifty warriors participating in the sect's martial arts competition!

Zhu Ziwen said pitifully: "Senior Brother Han and Senior Brother Yi, I have entrusted you with the important task of promoting the sect's prestige. I'm afraid I won't even be able to get into the top 100 in the first round!"

Yi Tiangong held the bow and arrow in his hand tightly and remained silent.

Han Yang nodded casually, "Don't worry, I will win first place for you."

Zhu Ziwen was choked to death.

She didn't have such extravagant hopes. She really hoped that Han Yang could take first place. After all, the other sects had so many people that they could kill Han Yang even in a wheel battle.

In fact, she thought it would be good if Han Yang could get a place to enter the marrow washing pool...

Seeing Han Yang's calm expression, she was embarrassed to say these words.

At this time, a figure in white appeared in front of everyone.

"This sect martial arts competition is the same as in previous years. All contestants enter the corridor behind me. Those who can get out of the corridor can enter the second round! Now, everyone can choose the corridor they want to enter!"

This man is about the same age as Xu Ziran and others, and he is also at the peak of his golden age.

But the way he looked at these competing geniuses was obviously arrogant.

Disciples of the main sect have a natural psychological advantage.

The eighteen geniuses seemed to have become accustomed to this, and each of them walked towards the corridor behind this person without saying a word.

"Senior Brother Han, Senior Brother Yi, come on!"

Zhu Ziwen waved his fist and stepped towards one of the corridors.

These corridors are chosen at random, and there is no difference between entering first and entering later.

Yi Tiangong was obviously a man of few words. After nodding towards Han Yang, he also walked towards the corridor.

Han Yang took his time and chose a corridor at random.

After stepping into the corridor with one foot, Han Yang's expression changed slightly.

"As expected of the Sect, he actually has a teleportation array..."

It turns out that there is actually a teleportation array in this corridor.

After stepping on the teleportation array with two feet, the white light flashed and disappeared into the corridor.

When Han Yang regained his vision, he found that he was standing on a huge rock arena with a radius of a hundred feet.

A few dozen feet away, stood a young man in black clothes with a solemn expression.

Judging by his clothes, he seems to be a genius from the Beast Origin Sect.

It can be regarded as enemies on a narrow road.

When the young man saw Han Yang, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Ha! It's you, the famous Eighth Level Golden Bone. It seems I'm lucky!"

During the few days waiting for the sect martial arts meeting, Han Yang's reputation spread throughout the eighteen sects of the Yuan sect.

An eighth-level golden bone is simply more different than a heaven-level genius.

Coupled with the impact of the absence of the wine swordsman Li Xuanyu, Han Yang can be regarded as "famous".

Han Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person. The sword box shook behind his back, and the Tianyuan Sword suddenly jumped out and shot towards the Beast Yuan Sect genius in front of him like an angry dragon.

Han Yang followed closely behind and walked with the sword until he was only three feet away from that day before he grasped the hilt of the sword.

At the moment when Han Yang's sword light exploded, the genius of the Beast Yuan Sect showed a ferocious smile.

"fool!"

Following his voice, a black shadow shot out from the beast bag on his waist and headed straight for Han Yang's door.

The speed is so fast that it far exceeds the peak of Golden Bone.

Control the beast!

This is a monster beast that is comparable to the peak of Golden Bone.

Moreover, this monster beast's whole body flashes with electricity, and it clearly possesses the power of thunder and lightning!

The monster was as fast as lightning and was in front of Han Yang in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, the Beast Yuan Sect disciple took out his sword and pierced Han Yang's heart.

What a beast Yuan Sect, actually two against one.

Zheng!

The moment Han Yang placed his hand on the hilt of Tianyuan Sword, the sound of dragon roar sounded.

The monster beast that flew over suddenly froze, as if it was nailed in mid-air.

Use the sword to control the will of the sword, and regret the sword!

What the hell?

The genius of the Beast Yuan Sect was suddenly stunned.

He was clearly using a sword, but why was he greeted with the intention of a sword?

"squeak!"

The lightning monster only had time to let out a shrill scream before it was split into two by the Tianyuan Sword.

puff!

With the scattered blood of the monster beast, the Tianyuan Sword went straight to the genius of the Beast Yuan Sect.

The genius of the Beast Yuan Sect was shocked and hurriedly waved his sword to block it.

Han Yang suddenly withdrew his sword and kicked him over.

Another unexpected one.

The sound of cracking bones was heard, and the Beast Yuan Sect disciple was kicked away.

"you……"

The genius of the Beast Origin Sect was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

Why doesn't this Yuanmen disciple on the other side play his cards according to common sense?

Before he could land, Han Yang appeared again, and this time, a sword pierced his neck.

The genius of the Beast Yuanmen swung his sword to block it again.

Han Yang withdrew his attack again and punched the Beast Yuan Sect genius in the chest with his left hand.

This time the genius of the Beast Yuan Sect really vomited blood.

"Han! Shi Ke can't be killed. You have the ability to confront me head-on!"

The genius of the Beast Origin Sect roared angrily.

Han Yang waved his finger, "No, no, it will be bad if your spiritual weapon is damaged..."

That's right, Han Yang made temporary moves several times because he was interested in the opponent's spiritual weapon, the long sword.

He is a swordsman after all.

Even though the Tianyuan Sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon, it is still a sword and he is not used to it.

"You poor devil from Yuanmen, go to hell!"

The genius of the Beast Yuan Sect felt greatly humiliated.

He's not dead yet, and this Yuanmen bastard is actually thinking about picking up the corpse.

The power of the golden bone exploded, and the genius of the Beast Yuan Sect activated the forbidden technique, doubling the attack power.

Phantom Cloud Step!

Han Yang's figure flashed and disappeared suddenly.

When he reappeared, he was already beside the genius of the Beast Yuan Sect.

The Tianyuan Sword in his hand was swung sideways.

With a snap, he slapped the Beast Yuan Sect disciple in the face.

Flesh and bones are flying everywhere!

Half of the Beast Yuan Sect disciple's face was blown away, and at least half of his teeth were missing.

The neck made an ear-piercing snapping sound and was almost broken by the huge force.

After rolling three or four times on the ground, the unfortunate guy passed out, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

He activated the forbidden technique in vain, but it had no effect at all.

Han Yang swayed and summoned the long sword, a spiritual weapon, into his hand.

With the long sword in hand, I feel a sense of compatibility with the world.

"I am indeed a natural swordsman!"

Han Yang turned back and threw the high-grade spiritual weapon Tianyuan Sword into the sword box behind him as if he were throwing away garbage.

The first battle is over.

The white light flashed again, and the second battle began.

This time, standing in front of Han Yang was a genius from the Yiyuan Sect.

Almost as soon as the white light disappeared, this Yiyuanmen genius released a terrifying sword intent that shook the world.

Earth-level genius!

This man's sword power even surpassed that of the old monster Jin Xunhua from the Burning Heaven Clan!