When he had a conflict with Zhen Huacheng in the Zangwu Pavilion that day, Ye Yun and Duan Chenfeng did remember that he should be wearing purple clothes. He was surprised at the time that he would encounter a purple-robed disciple who was concentrating on his practice in the Zangwu Pavilion and had great hope of becoming an elite in the sect. He never expected that in a very short period of time, this guy actually changed from a purple-robed disciple to a black-robed disciple. Although he didn't know what he had experienced, it should be extremely humiliating.

Zhen Huacheng was obviously extremely angry. He was once a disciple of purple robe and had supreme glory, but now he has been beaten into a disciple of black robe and was ridiculed and provoked by two disciples of green robe who had just entered the school.

"Since you are going to die, I will fulfill you." Zhen Huacheng shouted angrily, and the fine sword in his hand slashed with force.

In an instant, a green sword light burst out from the sword, like a green electric snake, stabbing Duan Chenfeng's chest.

Duan Chenfeng was prepared for a long time, and his figure had retreated dozens of feet as the sword light blew up, calmly avoiding the sword.

"You dare to hide." Zhen Huacheng did not expect that Duan Chenfeng, who was aggressive just now, did not choose to fight him head-on, but jumped away, allowing him to return with nothing.

"Idiot, no wonder you were knocked down from the purple-robed disciple and became a black-robed disciple again. Is there only one way to fight in the battle?" Duan Chenfeng's face was full of sarcasm and sneered.

Duan Chenfeng's voice was loud and his spiritual power was injected into it, spreading all around him. In an instant, almost everyone knew that the black-robed disciple in front of him would have fallen from the purple-robed disciple.

What a humiliation! The unimaginable humiliation was like a slap in the face and a snap.

Zhen Huacheng's face turned pale, and the murderous intent in his eyes had reached the point where he was as solid as he could. He stepped out one step and raised his slender sword in his hand.

Although he is also a black robe disciple now, he was once a purple robe disciple. To become a purple robe disciple, in addition to being an extraordinary talent and great potential, he also has to practice hard, throw all worldly affairs aside, have no way to go, and practice with all his heart.

In a sense, if you become a purple-robed disciple, you can almost certainly become an inner disciple. And you are not the kind of inner disciple who is rewarded, but an inner disciple who has achieved real success by passing the assessment through cultivation and understanding.

Therefore, the purple-robed disciples have been the targets that ordinary outer disciples have looked up to for hundreds of years.

But now, the high-ranking purple-robed disciple was knocked off the altar. Not only did he become a black-robed disciple again, he was also slapped in the face by a green-robed disciple who had just entered the school.

For a moment, almost everyone felt that the disciples of purple robe were just occasionally and were not as noble as they imagined.

"Since you choose to die immediately, I can only help you." Zhen Huacheng's slender sword shook violently.

In an instant, this long sword of unknown quality actually shattered, and countless lights and shadows shuttled back and forth in the air. Each light and shadow was a battle knife, gathering into a torrent of battle swords, rushing towards Duan Chenfeng madly.

"Die! One sword will turn into thousands of people, and the torrent will flow into the sea!"

The torrent of sword lights surged away and rushed towards Duan Chenfeng. The power contained in this torrent of sword lights was simply unbelievable. Not to mention Duan Chenfeng, even Ye Yun was a little scared. The power of this sword seemed to transcend the fourth level of Qi Refining Realm. If he wanted to resist this sword, Ye Yun was not sure.

Duan Chenfeng's eyebrows were full of solemnity. He really didn't expect that the guy in front of him had such a high level of cultivation. With one knife, he was so powerful.

"Good come!" He shouted angrily, and the Breaking Sun-Breaking Spear appeared in his palm and was about to stab it out.

"Don't show off, defend with all your might."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from his ears, and then he saw Ye Yun appearing next to him, standing side by side.

"Junior Brother Yu, open the little Xuanwu shield to protect us. Senior Brother Duan, you protect Junior Brother Yu, I will take this knife." Ye Yun's voice sounded in the ears of both of them.

The three of them were almost inseparable from the moment they became outer disciples, and their trip to the tomb increased their tacit understanding. Without any hesitation, Yu Minghong sacrificed a small Xuanwu shield that could withstand the attack below the third level of the Qi Refining Realm, while Duan Chenfeng flashed all over his body, covering the three of them.

The splendor flashed in Ye Yun's eyes, and the purple shadow sword suddenly appeared. In an instant, thunder rumbling, and a purple electric snake shot out from the guard of the little Xuanwu Shield, stabbing at the torrent of the sword that Zhen Huacheng slashed out.

Sizzle!

The electric snake shot straight away, rubbing with the air and making a sizzling sound.

A wisp of electric snake, in front of the torrent of war swords, was almost one thousand percent the size, plunged into the torrent.

boom!

The electric snake seemed inconspicuous, but after drilling into the torrent of the sword, it suddenly exploded. Only when the torrent composed of sword light was blown out, a hole was blown out, and countless sword lights burst out and flew towards all directions.

After all, the electric snake was not powerful enough and could not cut the torrent of the sword in half. The torrent of the sword was just a slight pause, and then continued to rush straight away, hitting the golden defense that Duan Chenfeng made.

Bang!

The defense that emitted golden light only lasted for a moment, then shattered with a bang, and the torrent of the battle knife hit Yu Minghong's little Xuanwu Shield with constant recession.

Snap!

A rift appeared on Xiao Xuanwu's shield, and then the three of them retreated suddenly and shot towards the back.

The torrent of the sword slashed the ground in an instant, and slashed out dozens of feet long and three feet deep.

Zhen Huacheng's sword was so powerful.

The person who was a little disregarded to the disciples of the purple robe just now couldn't help but take a breath. The power of this sword was too powerful, and it was beyond their perception.

Except for Ye Yun and others, almost all the disciples who participated in the quota competition had never seen such a powerful sword. They couldn't help but stand on the spot, and then their hearts were filled with fear. If this sword was slashed on them, it would have been an instant fate.

Ye Yun and the other two were able to join forces to resist the sword and retreat calmly, which was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Even Zhen Huacheng did not expect that such a result would be.

"It's true that there is some strength. No wonder you dare to provoke me like this." Zhen Huacheng looked at Ye Yun and the other two who had retreated dozens of feet, took a step, and then said: "But it's useless. You all want to die today, and none of them can survive."

Yu Minghong looked at the little Xuanwu shield in his hand, a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal.

Duan Chenfeng's face turned pale, and Zhen Huacheng's strength was a little beyond his expectations. Unexpectedly, after a while, he just wanted to be arrogant and arrogant, but when he met such a powerful opponent, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Only Ye Yun still looked calm and gentle, and there was no surprise on his face, let alone fear.

"The cultivation of the purple-robed disciple is indeed nothing more than Er'er. Since you can't kill us with one sword, you will never be able to kill again. We will get this sword back soon. I hope you will still be alive by then." Ye Yun said coldly.

Zhen Huacheng could hardly believe his ears. What did this ignorant boy say just now? He was so arrogant.

"Do you think I'm just this sword? Since that's the case, let you see this sword again." He took a step, raised his hand and waved, and a wisp of light and shadow flew back from the gully, landed in his palm, and the slender sword appeared again.

"No need, I hope you collect the tokens well. The day when the competition ends is the time for you to die." Ye Yun sneered, then took Duan Chenfeng and Yu Minghong toward the dense forest behind him, and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Zhen Huacheng did not expect that Ye Yun and the other two just said a harsh word, and then left quickly, which made him unable to send the second knife again, and he couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.

The next moment, he came to his senses and his eyes swept coldly around.

Almost everyone dared not meet his eyes. The strength Zhen Huacheng showed just now had already made them frightened. The power of that knife was deeply imprinted in their minds.

"Hmph, let's go too!" Zhen Huacheng snorted coldly, and turned around and left with a few familiar disciples.

Zhen Huacheng had just left, and Zhong Ying, also wearing black clothes, slowly walked out of the crowd and walked towards the dense forest where Ye Yun and the other two left.

"It seems that our main opponent this time is Zhen Huacheng. I didn't expect that he would be knocked down from his purple robe disciple and abandon his first level of cultivation. He would be so fierce. When he meets him in the future, be careful."

"Who can you catch the knife just now?"

Zhong Ying stopped in front of the dense forest, turned around and asked again.

The black-robed disciples behind him were slightly stunned, and then shook their heads. The power of the knife was too amazing and they could not resist it.

"I'm asking for nothing. You guys are only at the first and second level of Qi Refining Realm. It's really impossible to take that knife." A hint of coldness flashed in Zhong Ying's eyes. His cultivation level was also at the fourth level of Qi Refining Realm, which was exactly the same as Zhen Huacheng, who had been abandoned and returned to the black-robed disciple.

However, he knew in his heart that even though Zhen Huacheng had been abolished from the first level of cultivation, he had been standing in the fifth level of Qi Refining Human King Realm. Although the Human King and the Fourth Level of Qi Refining Fasting Realm were only one level, his understanding of the realm was much worse.

If you compete with Zhen Hua now, you will never have a chance of winning.

"Zhen Huacheng and Ye Yun are already in power. One of them will inevitably be eliminated in this competition. When they are both defeated, we will be able to do the fisherman's advantage." Zhong Ying looked at the dense forest, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Then in the next days, we should not provoke them first. Start with those idiots and take over the tokens they found." A black-robed disciple whispered.

Zhong Ying sneered and said, "That's natural!"
Chapter completed!