Everyone present was in an uproar, and Bai Hao actually took the initiative to provoke a junior brother who was one year lower than him!

However, many people present also heard about Xiang Chen.

The most lowly Gold-Devouring Rat Bloodline actually became the senior brother of the 108th disciple, and even stepped into the top 100 geniuses on the list of geniuses in the Ten Thousand Races, with extremely talented people.

"Is this Bai Hao suppressing the newcomer?"

"It must be. I heard that there was a genius disciple of the White Tiger Clan who was defeated by Xiang Chen in the trial. I guess it was to get the place back now."

"With Bai Hao's cultivation strength, it may not take two moves to fight the opponent, one move is enough."

The crowd was talking, and even Fairy Qiongxiao showed a look of interest.

The water in the sword quenching pool in Qiongxiao Taoist Temple suddenly boiled, and spider-web-like cracks appeared under the blue bricks under Xiang Chen's feet.

The Dragon Que Demon Sword buzzed and trembled, and it melted inch by everyone's gaze, turning into liquid metal and seeping into the palm of his palm.

"Since my senior brother wants to guide the sword path--" Xiang Chen's five fingers held the wreckage of the sword quenching pool was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and a translucent Taiyi sword embryo condensed in the palm of his palm: "I will ask for advice with my own Wanxiang Wuji sword technique."

"He actually agreed!" The disciples watching the battle were also surprised. This was obviously a battle that would definitely be defeated, and Xiang Chen actually agreed.

Bai Hao's pupils reflected the colorful Taoist patterns flowing on the surface of the sword embryo, and the Seven Killing Sword Formation behind him suddenly trembled to warn him.

His halberd fingers cut through the palm of his palm, and the evil spirit of silver and white are soaked in the sword formation: "Pretend to be a god!"

Before he finished speaking, seven sword lights were already pierced by the turbulent flow of time and space. The "Pojun" sword at the front actually split into thirty-two sword shadows that were intertwined with virtual and real, and each sword shadow was covered with killing moves from different time nodes.

"bite!"

Xiang Chen's wrist trembled slightly, and the Taiyi Divine Sword was suddenly coated with white tiger gold patterns.

When the sword edge was tilted, a phantom of a thousand-foot white tiger appeared in the void, and the tiger claws collided with the sword formation and burst out with dazzling sparks.

At the viewing table, the White Tiger disciples were shocked to find that the fierce aura in Xiang Chen's sword intent was even purer than theirs!

"Roar--!" The white tiger phantom opened its mouth and bit the three sword shadows. Xiang Chen took the opportunity to spin and thrust. The Gengjin aura bursting from the tip of the sword condensed into a spiral drill bit, which actually drilled Bai Hao's body-protecting sword evil into the gap that was large in the bowl.

"A little trick for carving insects!" Bai Hao sneered, and the broken sword shadow suddenly reorganized into a cage. The time flow rate in the sword formation skyrocketed ten thousand times, and Xiang Chen's white tiger sword intent rusted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just as everyone thought the outcome was set, Xiang Chen's sword edge suddenly rose into the black tide of the Black Tortoise.

The phantom of the turtle and snake snorted with his head, and the sword intent changed from violent to heavy. The rusted sword tip wrapped in Xuanming heavy water, and even slashed an ice-sealed passage in the cage of time!

"The third turn of the time and space stacking sword!" Bai Hao shouted violently, and the seven swords combined into a long river of time.

As the sword light passed by, old wrinkles appeared on Xiang Chen's left arm, and his right face retreated back to his youthful form - this is the time sword intent that hits the origin of life.

The roots of Jianmu by the Sword Quenching Pool suddenly penetrated the void, and the green vitality was injected into Xiangdu's body along the hilt of the sword.

The All-Every Sky Sword burst out with a clear phoenix sound, and the Taoist pattern reborn from the fire appeared on the spine of the sword.

The power of the phoenix's Nirvana smoothed the twisted time, and under Xiang Chen's broken sleeves, his skin was filled with immortal fire patterns.

"The phoenix wings fly in the sky!" The sword tip trembled slightly, and the nine-level fire ring spread in a spiral shape.

Bai Hao's hair was instantly burning, and he had to recall three ancient swords to form a light curtain. Xiang Chen suddenly turned into a bow, and the golden crow arrow penetrated the fire curtain and took his throat!

"Arrow path is also a sword path!" Xiang Chen secretly played a homophone in his heart.

"Dang!" Bai Hao blocked it with the Greedy Wolf Sword, but the sun fire that exploded with arrows burned the heart of his proud sword.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted, Xiang Chen's sword changed again, and Xiang Liu's poisonous saliva condensed into a dark green vortex at the tip of the sword, and corroded into white bones when it rubbed against Bai Hao's cheeks.

"Go to die!" The furious Bai Hao opened the seal in the sword, and the Chaos Sword Soul merged into the Seven Killing Sword Formation.

The sword formation suddenly soared to ten thousand feet in an instant, and the phantom of Xing Tian that appeared in the formation map actually opened his eyes: "Seven Killing Heaven!"

This sword was wrapped with the bloody will of the God of War in the prehistoric world. Before the sword edge arrived, the sword quenching pool under Xiang Chen's feet had already evaporated to the bottom.

The disciples in front of the watch seat were bleeding from seven orifices. If Qiongxiao had not set up a thunder curtain with his fingers, half of the people would have broken their hearts.

At the critical moment of life and death, a phantom of the Tianlian Furnace appeared behind Xiang Chen. The moment the furnace cover was lifted, eight blood vessels flowed into the sword body:

The white tiger Gengjin turns into the sword spine, the Xuanwu Xuanming condenses into the sword thigh, and the willow poisonous saliva wraps around the sword edge; the golden crow true fire and the Tianlang cold wave flow on both sides of the sword body, the power of the phoenix Nirvana is engraved with runes, the power of the divine dragon shakes out the dragon roar and the sword roar, and the shadow of the Kunpeng wings swallows and spits out the ripples of time and space at the hilt of the sword.

"The Eight Trigrams are rotated, and all things return to the clan!"

The sword tip lightly cut, and a diameter of a thousand feet appeared in the void. The golden crow in Qian was patrolling the sky, the Kun was rooted in Jianmu, the Zhen was Kui Niu stepped on the thunder, and the Xun was Kunpeng split the sky... The eight bloodlines were concretely formed into the hexagram, and the Wanxiang Jitian sword at the eye of the formation burst out with the chaotic divine light.

It is the upgraded version of the Four Symbol Tribulation Heaven Array, the Eight Tribulation Heaven Array.

The moment Bai Hao's Seven Killing Heaven Sword pierced into the hexagram, the Eight Trigrams array rotated like a millstone. The golden crow's true fire melted the sword evil, the Jianmu root system swallowed the turbulent flow of time and space, and the Xiangliu poisonous saliva corroded the sword soul... When the array map rotated to the seventh lunar calendar, the Ten Thousand-Five Sword Array was wiped into fireflies!

"Impossible!" Bai Hao's eyes were so blood that he was burning wildly that he wanted to reorganize the sword formation. However, Xiang Chen had already integrated the human and sword, turning into a chaotic sword light that penetrated the world.

Wherever the sword light passes, the Bagua Formation diagram collapses into a singularity. The evil aura of the white tiger and the power of the phoenix nirvana are spiraled in spirals, the heavy water of the Xuanwu and the true fire of the golden crow reach a delicate balance, and the space cracks torn by the shadow of Kunpeng's wings become the sharpest sword blade...

"Bagua Tribulation Heavenly Sword Formation!"

With Xiang Chen's light shout, the singularity exploded. The eight-colored sword light covered the sky in an umbrella shape, and each sword light contained completely different laws of the great way.

Bai Hao's body-protecting sword armor melted like spring snow, and the seven ancient swords of life broke inch by inch. At the last moment, he had only had time to crush the life-saving jade talisman.

"boom--!"

When the sword light dissipated, the sword quenching pool had become a bottomless canyon. Bai Hao knelt on the edge of the rift with a half-cut sword in front of his chest, which was the wreckage of "Pojun" that he was proud of.

Xiang Chen's All-Everything Sword was hovering three inches between his eyebrows, and the chaotic energy swallowed and spit out at the tip of the sword engraved a blood-colored hexagram between his forehead.

The Taoist bell in Qiongxiao Taoist temple rang at this moment, and the bell was mixed with the sound of sword spirits.

The 400,000 disciples were silent, only the spiritual spring that surged out from the bottom of the Sword Tempering Pool made a sound, as if the heaven and earth were applauding this duel.

The whole audience was silent. The old disciples of the previous generation and many powerful Taiyi Immortal Lord realm were watching this scene incredible.

As an old disciple, Bai Hao, who had first entered the sect for a great disaster, was defeated by a new disciple who had just entered the early stage of Taiyi Immortal Lord's realm!
Chapter completed!