I was reversed by the school belle

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With a soft drink, the young man in white robe raised his hand and slashed out a sword. This sword brought "Quickness" to the extreme, and everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes. Once delivered, it can pierce his head.

However, the ancestor of the human race, Jiuzhong, is a veteran Emperor Nine powerhouse. Although he has not reached the perfection of Emperor Nine, it is not far away.

A pair of golden gloves emerged from his hands, and he swung his fist to meet the opponent's sword tip.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and under the impact, energy splashed in all directions, piercing through layer after layer of time and space barriers.

Then, the two retreated hundreds of meters together, as if they were evenly divided.

But all the people present were Emperor Nine powerhouses with extraordinary eyesight. This time the two faced each other head-on, and the ancestor Xian Jiuzhong of the human race suffered a small loss.

"Come again!"

The aura of the white-robed youth surged, and they stepped closer to each other, and the red sword in their hands evolved into a peerless sword formation, which included the nine ancestors of the human race.

However, Jiuzhong, the ancestor of the human race, was not flustered. The gloves on his fists shot out clusters of brilliant golden light, and then he unleashed a set of boxing techniques to bombard the surroundings.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

The violent impact sounded again and again.

After a few breaths, the sword formation collapsed. Although Jiuzhong, the ancestor of the human race, was not injured, his expression was slightly embarrassed. At the same time, when he escaped, the white-robed youth evolved another sword formation, engulfing him again .

The new sword array is more mysterious and ever-changing.

This time, after he broke the formation, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But another sword formation included him, and the power of this sword formation was even more extraordinary.

Seeing this scene, everyone had worried expressions on their faces.

If it goes on like this, the ancestor immortal Jiuzhong of the human race will undoubtedly be defeated.

Half an hour later, Jiuzhong, the ancestor of the human race, had broken through the 56 sword arrays of the white-robed youth, but he had a few more wounds on his body, his breath was also much weaker, and his expression was aggrieved and exhausted.

"You are not my opponent!"

The young man in white robe did not form a battle formation, looked at Zuxian Jiuzhong, and said lightly, with great confidence and arrogance in his tone.

"It's too early to say that, come again!"

As soon as the words fell, Zuxian Jiuzhong rushed out.

But a sneer appeared on the face of the young man in white robe: "I don't know what is good or bad!"

The next moment, the scarlet sword in his hand glowed red, and a flaming sword formation appeared as soon as he swung it, and it happened to include the Nine Layers of the ancestors of the human race.

This time, there is not only fierce and fierce sword energy in the sword formation, but also a burst of divine fire that incinerates everything.

Therefore, it became extremely difficult for Zuxian Jiuzhong who broke the formation, but in a short while, many places on his body were already scorched.

An hour later, the aura of the Nine Layers of the ancestors of the human race has been weakened to the extreme. If they can't break through the formation again, they may die in it.

"I admit defeat for him!"

The ninth-level Demon Emperor Dao of the Demon Race.

The white-robed youth ignored him, but shouted at Jiuzhong, the ancestor of the human race in the formation: "Do you admit defeat? If you don't admit defeat, you will die under my sword formation!"

A look of struggle appeared on the face of the ancestor immortal Jiuzhong of the human race.

Seeing this, the ninth-level devil emperor hurriedly shouted: "Fellow Daoist, don't be brave, admit defeat quickly!"

"Yeah, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood!"

The ninth-level demon emperor of the dragon clan also hurriedly persuaded him.

The other party's face changed rapidly a few times, and finally said in a decadent way: "I admit defeat!"

Hearing this, the white-robed young man gave a disdainful smile, removed the sword formation, looked around, and said contemptuously: "Who else among you will try the power of my sword formation!"

The strength of the veteran Emperor Nine of the Dragon Clan and the ninth-level Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan is as strong as that of the Human Clan's Zuxian Nine Layers. He is not an opponent, and they are definitely not opponents when they go.

As for the two newly promoted Nine Emperors of the Dragon Clan, they are even more no match for them.

"I come!"

Qin Tian stepped forward suddenly.

"Tianqin boy, don't be confused, this is not a battle of spirits!"

Seeing this, a newly promoted ninth-level demon emperor hurriedly persuaded him.

"That's right, boy Qin, hurry back!"

Another newly promoted ninth-level demon emperor also persuaded.

Jiuzhong, the ancestor of the human race, frowned: "Patriarch Tianqin, don't risk your life, even this deity can't help the opponent's sword array, what's the use of you going up!"

"Thank you for your love, seniors, but I still decided to give it a try. At worst, I admit defeat. What if I win him!" Qin Tian said with a smile.

The young man in white robe laughed loudly when he heard the words, and then his face darkened, and he said with a sneer: "Not all cats and dogs are qualified to challenge me!"

Hearing this, Qin Tian's expression changed: "Coincidentally, I'm the opposite of you, and I like to challenge some self-righteous cats and dogs!"

"you wanna die!"

The white-robed youth's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand and slashed out with a sword.

The swift sword light flashed away, and arrived in front of Qin Tian in less than an instant.

"do not want!"

The two newly promoted ninth-level demon emperors of the Dragon Clan shouted anxiously, and were about to rescue Qin Tian.

Suddenly, their voices stopped abruptly, because Qin Tian raised his hand and punched, easily defeating the sword that was struck by Di Jiu with all his strength in the early stage.

The young man in white robe was also stunned, and then sneered: "It's interesting, no wonder you dare to challenge me, it seems that you have some real skills, but your skills are still not worth mentioning in my eyes, die! "

As soon as the words fell, the white-robed youth slashed out with a sword again. The power of this sword has reached the full-strength strike of the late Emperor Ninth Stage, and it is almost to the extreme, making people caught off guard and dazzled.

"World Proud Fist!"

Qin Tian waved his hand and threw a punch, and then, the sword light was shattered by his punch again.

"The mouth is so sharp, but the strength is mediocre!"