Logically speaking, it took at least half an hour for a stick of incense, but the old man in the robe used real fire to ignite the sandalwood in the incense burner and burned very quickly.

"I challenge!"

Seeing that the sandalwood was about to burn to the end, someone finally couldn't help it. He jumped up and landed on the ring, not wanting Jia Bingyun to take away a place in vain!

I saw that it was a bald strong man, his muscles swelling like rocks, full of explosive force.

"Then let's start."

The old man in the robe looked down at the two people on the ring, looking down at the two people on the ring, like a giant, admiring the battle between the ants high above.

Jia Bingyun and the bald man clasped their fists to each other and signaled.

Buzz!......

The bald man took the lead in taking action, and the cultivation level of the first-level Immortal Emperor realm exploded and rushed towards Jia Bingyun at a very fast speed.

boom!......

A punch was blown out, and a dazzling fist light penetrated the space and contained a tremendous power!

The old man in the robe stroked his long beard, nodded slightly, and said calmly, "The first-level Immortal Emperor Realm is the bottom among our outer disciples of the Feixing Sect, but it is also good among the casual cultivators."

Obviously, there was a bit of a proud meaning in his words.

"Cultivation of the first-level Immortal Emperor Realm can only be at the bottom of the outer sect of the Feixing Sect?"

"The overall strength of the outer sect of the Feixing Sect is too strong, let alone the inner sect and the elders." ...

After hearing this, the casual cultivators took a cold breath.

Li Feiliu was amazed, "Flying Star Sect is worthy of being a thirty-five-star power, and it is not comparable to our Pingtian Sect and the Xie family."

Long Qingchen was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the power of the thirty-five stars was so strong.

Although he has the memory of the Nine-North Dragon Emperor, the Nine-North Dragon Emperor is concerned about those super-large forces, and he basically doesn't care much about forces below eighty stars, so his memory of forces below eighty stars is very vague.

Moreover, more than 3 billion years have passed in the ancient times, and the 35-star forces at that time and the 35-star forces now must have undergone great changes.

Therefore, the memory of the Nine-North Dragon Emperor is not completely accurate to this era.

Feng Jiuming and Yu Yanran looked calm. Obviously, the Triumphal Sect knew the "foundation" of the Feixing Sect very well and did not feel surprised.

Crane!......

Facing the fierce punch of the bald man, Jia Bingyun was not panicked. The long sword in her hand suddenly came out of the sheath, bringing out a harsh tremor.

Buzz!......

The immortal power rose from her palm and quickly gathered on the tip of the sword, turning into a cold star.

Whoosh!......

The cold star flashed for a moment, with a long sword and her, and disappeared instantly!

"Sword Drawing Style!"

The old man with long robe stared and recognized him at first glance, "Among the casual cultivators, some people have cultivated the sword-drawing style among the nine sword-divine stances, which is rare."

Yu Yanran was a little surprised in her beautiful eyes, "I heard that in the previous shortlisted competition, as long as anyone's cultivation level reached the high-level Immortal King realm, they can steadily advance to the main competition. In this shortlisted competition, almost all the cultivation levels of these casual cultivators have reached the high-level Immortal King, and many people have reached the Immortal Emperor realm. The level of this shortlisted competition is far higher than that of previous shortlisted competitions."

Feng Jiuming's eyes were deep, "In fact, it is normal. Today, this era belongs to the golden world, with rich spiritual energy and rich cultivation resources. The overall strength of the practitioners will only become stronger and stronger."

After hearing what he said, Yu Yanran also figured out this point, "It's true."

Boom!......

The bald man's fist light fell into the barrier on the edge of the arena, like a huge rock thrown into a deep pool, causing violent ripples!

Then, the bald strong man rushed forward and suddenly stopped because a long sword had already pressed against his neck. The person holding the long sword was Jia Bingyun who had just disappeared.

One move!

The secret of the sword drawing style lies in the speed of the sword drawing, fast!

Yes, take the initiative.

It's OK, come first after the trip.

Long Qingchen nodded slightly, and could see that Jia Bingyun's sword drawing style had reached the level of Hinayana.

"I lost."

The bald man smiled bitterly.

"The sword drawing style is too strong, who can defeat her?"

"The nine sword-divine styles are known as invincible at the same level. In other words, if she masters the sword-drawing style with the same cultivation level, she will basically be invincible. Unless her cultivation level is much higher than her, she will be able to defeat her."

"She is also the cultivation level of the first-level immortal emperor. At least the third-level immortal emperor can defeat her. It is only possible. It is estimated that the cultivation level of the fourth-level immortal emperor will be absolutely sure to defeat her."

"But, among the shortlisted contest, who has reached the fourth level Immortal Emperor or above, doesn't seem to be there?"...

The casual cultivators looked at Jia Bingyun on the ring with fear. Seeing her strength, no one wanted to challenge her.

“There is one!”

A female wandering cultivator seemed to remember something, screamed, and suddenly pointed at the young man in blue.

The casual cultivators also remembered it quickly.

"Just just now, he was able to avoid it calmly in the face of Feng Jiuming and Yu Yanran's siege. On the one hand, he has good body skills. On the other hand, his cultivation must be relatively high, and he is probably above the fifth-level Immortal Emperor."

"Is he going to challenge him?"...

Yu Yanran sneered. The cultivation level of the casual cultivators was relatively low, and they could not sense the cultivation level of the young man in blue. However, she could sense it and directly exposed the details of the young man in blue. "He is the cultivation level of the sixth-level immortal emperor."

Hearing this, Jia Bingyun on the ring couldn't help frowning and became a little nervous. If the young man in the green shirt challenged her, then even if she mastered the sword drawing stance, she would not be able to compete with the young man in the green shirt, because the young man in the green shirt's cultivation was a full fifth level higher than her, and it had exceeded the range that the sword drawing stance could cross.

Of course, the casual cultivators hope that the young man in green will go up and challenge, so that those with high cultivation will face it first and eliminate some, so that they can get a bargain later.

"I won't challenge, let's take a look."

Long Qingchen looked calm. With his strength, it was almost a foregone conclusion to pass the finals, and there was no hurry.

After hearing what he said, the casual cultivators were a little disappointed because, next, no matter who was on the ring, they would have to look at his "face" and were worried that he would suddenly come up to challenge him.

"Since no one challenges, then Jia Bingyun doesn't have to win ten consecutive games and pass the finalists and is promoted to the main competition of the martial arts competition!"

The old man in the robe announced, took out a token of the competition and threw it to Jia Bingyun.

Jia Bingyun happily received the token. She was a casual cultivator and participated in the main competition of the martial arts competition. Although it was impossible to get any ranking, being able to compete with the top geniuses of major forces on the same stage will be of great benefit to future cultivation. At least, you can know what the gap is with the top geniuses, and this is also an honor, "Thank you, elder."

The old man in the robe glanced at the list, "Next, the defender, Wang Yiheng!"

Yu Yanran stared at the young man in green with beautiful eyes coldly, "I'm just waiting to challenge you, you can't hide."
Chapter completed!