Heaven-devouring Sword Emperor

Before this, some of them had clamored that Loong Che wouldn't be able to survive more than five strikes from Zuo Ziyang, and some even said that he wouldn't be able to survive even one strike.    

Including Liu Guan, the one who initiated it. In the end, he could only bitterly take out his Profound Pill and hand it over to Yan Lang with a pained expression.    

About half of the disciples had 500 Profound Pill each, allowing Yan Lang to earn a net profit of over 5000 Profound Pill. This fellow was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, unable to contain his joy.    

"Senior disciple Zuo Ziyang, this fellow placed his bet just now, and said that you're no match for Loong Che!"    

"Yes, it's this Yan Lang! He actually said that senior disciple Zuo would be killed by Loong Che's punch!"    

"Senior Brother Zuo Ziyang, this Yan Lang must be with that Loong Che. We can't let him go!"    

Yan Lang was counting the money excitedly. He didn't expect that the group of disciples would secretly form a bridge, allowing him to easily form a grudge with the furious Zuo Ziyang.    

"Crack crack!"    

When he heard the words of the disciples, Zuo Ziyang gritted his teeth. His pair of poisonous eyes made Yan Lang's hair stand on end, and his spine broke out in cold sweat.    

However, Yan Lang quickly regained his composure and acted as if he had nothing to fear.    

Once the array was finished, he would run away. Zuo Ziyang, I can't afford to offend you, but I can't hide from you. After all, I have already made a fortune.    

...    

"Alright. Right now, in your hands, there are all sorts of colored balls of light. Disciples with the same colored balls of light, please come together and prepare for the selection. "    

Nine Elder gave the order.    

After that, those disciples could only follow the procedure. Among the three of them, the strongest one was chosen.    

The battle did not seem too complicated.    

Among this group of disciples, some of them already knew too much about each other. They basically knew who was stronger and who was stronger.    

Therefore, there were even a few groups of disciples who directly selected the strongest one without even having to compete with each other.    

However, some of these disciples were from different halls of the four great halls of the Heaven and Earth. Some of them were not familiar with the place.    

Therefore, for a moment, the competition between the Fifth Seal of the War Sect Master Stage disciples was quite lively.    

Bang! Bang!    

A battle broke out in the entire Training Field. Violent airflow spread in all directions. The battle was also very exciting.    

However, Loong Che didn't have the slightest interest in the battle between them.    

When Zuo Ziyang attacked, he raised his eyelids and took a look.    

As for the disciples who were in the same group as him, one of them didn't seem to pay for it.    

That disciple's name was Yang Xiong, and he came from the Earthly Martial Hall. His cultivation level had already reached the Fifth The Peak Of The Indian Order, and he was only a step away from the Sixth Seal of the War Sect Master Stage.    

It was obvious that all geniuses were arrogant.    

Even though Zuo Ziyang had displayed an extremely powerful combat strength, this Yang Xiong still insisted on fighting.    

The consequences of his insistence was beyond anyone's expectation!    

He had actually won against Zuo Ziyang!    

The final outcome of their battle clearly caused many disciples to be somewhat stunned.    

A dignified Sixth Seal of the War Sect Master Stage Zuo Ziyang couldn't even get a spot in such a battle!    

This was an absolute humiliation!    

This Zuo Ziyang didn't even take a look at the calendar when he went out today, he had already lost all eighteen generations of his ancestors...    

After their battle ended, the disciple of Earthly Martial Hall, yang Xiong, waved at Loong Che from afar.    

It looked like they had a tacit understanding...