2991: C2991 No one can be a match for him

C2991 No one can be a match for him

The [All Beasts Under Heaven] was the world of the Primal Chaos Beast Race.

The Dark World was the world of the Dark race in the Human Race.

The Dark race was created by an ancestor of the Human Race. Although it was the same as the Human Race, the Cultivator of Dark Race liked to live in a dark world and cultivation was also extremely evil. Whether it was the Cultivation Methods or the Martial Skills, both were exceptionally sinister.

Even would be disdained when it came to Dark race, but there was still a little bit of fear.

Here, the Ancient sacred site was a branch world of the Human Race, and was the same as the Human Race.

Now that the Cultivator of Dark Race had arrived and said that they wanted to let the young generation spar with each other, the almighty elders present did not seem to be able to refuse.

After a moment of discussion, they opened their mouths and said: "Alright, so you are our guest. Since you want to spar, then our Ancient sacred site will accept it."

"However, it's fine if we just call it 'peace'. I wonder if the Fellow Daoist s have any objections?"

Dark race nodded her head and laughed: "No problem, then let the younger generation interact with each other to see if there are any differences between the two sides!"

Both sides nodded.

Immediately after, a Human Race came up to them.

The cultivator was a disciple of the Old Sword Saint Sect and his strength was ranked ninth in this competition. The strength of the top ten Expert s was naturally not weak.

"I am the Old Sword Saint Sect Zhu Qiyu, the Dark World of the Dark World. The disciple of the Old Sword Saint Sect cupped his fists, held the Long sword and said a few words.

He was filled with confidence.

"Let me try!"

One of the black robe s said, and flew up to the Arena.

Both of his hands were inside the sleeve, and two curved Holy instrument blades appeared from within the sleeve, emitting a threatening cold light.

"Please!"

of the Old Sword Saint Sect said. Circulating his Cultivation Methods, he thrusted his sword towards the black-robed youth.

black-robed youth took a step back. Like Liu Xing's metaplasia, he moved to the side and quickly dodged Old Sword Saint Sect's sword strike.

Two rays of white light flashed past, the scene froze. Old Sword Saint Sect's arms dropped, the sword in his hands clanged and fell to the ground along with the severed hand.

"AHH!"

The Old Sword Saint Sect screamed as blood spurted out from his hands.

"It's only so-so!"

black-robed youth said this and his leg flew out to kick Old Sword Saint Sect's butt. Old Sword Saint Sect's butt flew out and smashed into Arena, making him look extremely miserable as he fainted.

"Such vicious attacks!"

Sect Leader Ding of the Old Sword Saint Sect frowned and said a few words.

The other cultivator s were all stunned by this scene and felt a chill in their hearts.

Let's have another one, the stronger ones are better. You are Ancient sacred site's people after all, can't you all withstand a single blow?

black-robed youth looked down at the numerous cultivator and slowly said this.

His tone was extremely disdainful.

"Arrogant! I'll fight you!"

The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect could not help but roar, she stepped forward and without saying more, the Long sword rushed to surround.

The black robe did not attack. Instead, it moved swiftly in all directions, dodging the attacks of the The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect time and time again.

The The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect was unable to attack for a long time, hence she became anxious, her body flipped, and her attacks became even more powerful.

But just at the moment when she was flying, the black-robed youth found a flaw and flipped over, her legs kicking towards the The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect's stomach, kicking him away, smashing onto the Arena, blood flowing out of her mouth.

black-robed youth's figure left behind a few afterimages as he arrived in front of The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect. The cold, snow-white blade was forced against the jade neck of The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect who had just straightened her body.

"You look pretty good, but it doesn't seem very useful. I won't hurt you, I'll give you a chance to become my forbidden daughter, go away!"

black-robed youth slowly insult The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect a few words, then kicked him out, sending him flying, smashing right into the ground.

"You bastard …"

The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect cursed as she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, almost fainting. Her eyes were filled with rage.

black-robed youth continued to stand on top of the Arena. His face was pale and he looked extremely cold.

He slowly said: "You all have truly disappointed this young master. Come directly to that Ancient sacred site, and let this young master see just how strong you are, and whether or not you can support the name of this Ancient sacred site!"

Lin Yiyi frowned, his expression darkening.

His third junior brother's arms were cut off, and the third ranked The Holy Maiden of the Old Wen Yin Sect was sent flying with a few kicks. Now that black-robed youth had challenged him, how could he not go up?

"Lin, come over here first!"

While Lin Yiyi was at a loss, the Sect Leader of the Ancient Sword Saint Sect called out to him.

Sect Leader of the Ancient Sword Saint Sect and the rest all had ugly expressions on their faces.

Damn it, the Dark World of the Dark World is here to challenge our school, none of us can withstand it, if word of this gets out, I'm afraid others will laugh their teeth off.

"It's the Sect Leader!"

Lin Yiyi promised and flew back to Sect Leader of the Ancient Sword Saint Sect's side.

The Sect Leader of the Ancient Sword Saint Sect looked at Lin Yiyi and said in a low voice: "Xiao Lin, that guy's movement technique is very powerful, I'm afraid it's a kind of Martial Skills. I will give you my master's ninth stage Long sword first, and after you use your Ninth Rank Holy Instrument, in order to prevent any accidents, use all of your strength.

"The only elites of the young generation, and you are the only ones left. You are stronger than Mo Qingyu, you can't lose, you know? The glory of all the young geniuses in Ancient sacred site is in your hands now. Good luck, don't disappoint me! "

After Sect Leader Ding finished speaking, he actually took out a set of Stage Nine Long sword and handed it over to Lin Yiyi.

"Thank you, Master!"

Lin Yiyi promised as his confidence increased. Gripping his Stage Nine Long sword tightly, he flew up to Arena.

"You are Ancient sacred site?" black-robed youth asked with a sincere smile, but it was a bit cold.

"Cut the crap, watch this move!"

Lin Yiyi's expression was solemn, he said this, and his Long sword materialized a sword flower, using his most powerful attack, and rushed towards black-robed youth.

black-robed youth only dodged, using a movement technique that held a huge advantage, preventing Lin Yiyi from harming him.

After fighting for about a minute, Lin Yiyi was already impatient, he attacked with all his strength, hacking towards black-robed youth.1

black-robed youth did not dodge.

This made Lin Yiyi feel that he was about to succeed in taking down the black-robed youth, which made him even more excited and happy.

But at the critical moment, black-robed youth's figure disappeared and his attack only shattered black-robed youth's afterimage.

In the next moment, before Lin Yiyi could even react, black-robed youth's figure flashed and appeared behind him. A bright white curved blade landed on Lin Yiyi's Shoulder.

Lin Yiyi instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

The movement skill of the black-robed youth was something he could not break, and he had already lost to the black-robed youth.

"Sigh, what kind of bullsh * t Ancient sacred site is this? This young master is too disappointed. After the Ancient Saints disappeared, had his descendants all fallen to their current state? It really couldn't even take a single blow! "

black-robed youth slowly said.

Finished, he kicked Lin Yiyi's butt, sending him flying out, smashing right into Arena.

The Dark race and the Ancient Saints existed at the same time.

When the Ancient Saints was still around, one of the Dark race was already given away. They were looked down by the Ancient Saints, despised by the Ancient Saints, and even killed without restraint by the Ancient Saints, leaving behind a few people who were struggling to survive and escaped to the Infinite Void.

After the battle between Ancient Saints and Primal Chaos Beast Race, the Ancient Saints was sealed within the spirit locking array but the remnants of the Dark race managed to escape for a while.

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