On the martial arts stage, the sound of the wind suddenly stopped.
Sansheng frowned, as if he felt something in his heart.
Qing Lingtian was slightly stunned, she didn't expect that Su Li was going to reveal his trump card now, but Qingyun didn't know what Su Li was going to do.
Countless onlookers were shouting and shouting, and they didn't know what Su Li was up to.
However, Su Li couldn't hear the curses, support, or expectations.
The swordsman has a sword in his hand.
"hiss--"
Su Li opened his mouth slightly and made a hissing sound as he inhaled.
A white rainbow gathered together, and actually rolled up a stream of spiritual power and poured it into Su Li's mouth.
Ninety-nine spiritual dragons unexpectedly merged into the white rainbow with great joy, turning into pure spiritual power and sweeping into Su Li's meridians.
"This is what power feels like."
Su Li clenched his fists with a look of joy on his face.
The Shangyang Spirit Sword in his hand seemed to tremble slightly and let out a soft sound, indicating that Bing Guan'er did not intend to let Su Li continue to gather his sword power.
"There's nothing wrong with that."
Su Li smiled.
Bing Guan'er wants to win, she wants to win the top three seats for Bingpo Sect.
Therefore, Su Li will not be given a chance.
But Bing Guan'er's movements were so clumsy, as if a slow-motion button had been pressed, breathing and breathing, moving and stilling.
Everything came to a standstill.
Su Li held the Shangyang Spirit Sword in his hand, and his eyes released a flash of sword light.
"Although I haven't fully understood it yet, I think I should be able to use this sword."
Su Li said with a smile. The Shangyang Spirit Sword in his hand seemed to convey a joyful color and seemed to be inspiring Su Li's heart.
The twelve spiritual swords were suspended in the air, and they had lost their effect. In front of Su Li's sword, they seemed to be completely obscured.
"Emperor Sword, four."
"I have four swords that can kill Yama!"
Su Li groaned softly and hissed again.
This time, he exhaled, a white breath fell like an arrow, and ninety-nine spiritual dragons appeared on Su Li's body again.
Bing Guan'er on the opposite side had already arrived in front of her. Su Li was stunned for a moment and saw clearly that there seemed to be some helplessness and some nostalgia in those ice blue eyes.
But he only lacked respect for Su Li.
The time was finally adjusted back to the normal channel, but no one could see it clearly.
All he knew was that Su Li was concentrating his sword power, and Bing Guan'er was the first to attack, not giving Su Li this chance at all.
In an instant, the Bing Jue Sword in Bing Guan'er's hand had penetrated into Su Li's body.
"Did Su Li lose?"
"Finally defeated, this guy still wants to kill Miss Bing Guan'er? What a dream!"
"Haha, I didn't expect that Su Li would be defeated here. This time the plan of the Eternal Immortal Palace failed."
There was a sound of joking all around.
But the eyes of the Three Saints were extremely solemn.
The leader of the Bingpo Sect, Master Bingjue, shouted loudly at this moment.
"Guan'er, go quickly!"
This appearance made everyone present look at each other.
Even Bing Guan'er didn't know what happened.
But a ray of silver light suddenly appeared and struck Bing Guan'er in an instant.
"Damn it!"
The Confucian elder had fled long ago. He was only in the late Nascent Soul stage and had not yet practiced alchemy. He was no match for these proud men.
Why doesn't he run away?
"Take action!"
The three saints looked shocked, and all of them flew away.
Master Bingjue flew away angrily and pounced directly on Bing Guan'er.
What was in front of Bing Guan'er was just the afterimage of Su Li. Su Li was standing behind Bing Guan'er, with the Shangyang Spirit Sword in his hand already dropped.
"cut!"
There was no emotion in Su Li's eyes, Bing Guan'er, everything is over!
"Guan'er!"
Master Bing Jue was so angry that he immediately protected Bing Guan'er.
Behind Master Bingjue, a series of extremely solid ice walls appeared. Each of those ice walls was like ten thousand years of ice.
Is this the action of an expert in the realm of transformation, trying to break through the realm of Yuanying?
Disaster!
But that ray of silver light was as powerful as a broken bamboo, and Su Li cut it down without hesitation.
The ten-thousand-year-old ice wall suddenly shattered, something even Bing Jue Master Tai never expected.
"Mantra, teleport!"
The Three Saints took action.
A white breath appeared in the hands of the Three Saints, and the power of the mantra flashed out crazily in an instant.
The silver sword energy in Su Li's hand disappeared in an instant, and it was outside Lingxi City, on the behemoth Linliu Mountain.
There was a roaring sound.
"boom--"
A silver sword light roared over and cut off the Linliu Mountain in an instant.
I saw the peak of Linliu Mountain falling diagonally to the left, and everyone in Lingxi City could clearly see it.
That's Lin Liushan!
Su Li gasped for breath, not a drop of spiritual power left in his body.
"This is...the sword that destroyed Lingxi Mountain."
Zhu Yuer asked in a murmur.
Under the ring, Yang Linglong held Zhu Yuer's hand, and then nodded slowly under Zhu Yuer's doubtful eyes.
"This is the sword that Su Li used to kill Li Changge and destroy Lingxi Mountain."
After receiving Yang Linglong's approval, Zhu Yuer suddenly felt a little disappointed.
The man gasping for air in the ring, how radiant he is.
Do you really deserve him?
"this……"
"What just happened?"
"Three Saints and Bing Jue Master took action..."
At that moment, everyone in the stands had the illusion of death.
Su Li smiled and sat down on the ring.
"Then what, you all took action, how to calculate this competition? Do I win or does she win?"
Su Li stretched out his finger slightly weakly, pointing at Bing Guan'er, who was already shivering under the protection of the angry-looking Master Bing Jue, and whose hair turned into black.
"I declare that Su Li wins this competition!"
Hong Bai, one of the Three Saints, walked out slowly, with a big belly, but the previous joy on his face was gone.
"What! Why!"
"What happened just now! Why was it announced that Su Li had won?"
"This is fake! Is there any mistake?"
There was a lot of noise everywhere, but Su Li didn't care.
He has exposed his strongest trump card, and it seems that the next person he will face is the three heroes of the Confucian sect.
When Su Li returned to Qing Lingtian, Qing Lingtian sent him a pill.
"This is the Great Return Pill produced by you in the secular world. I don't have any better pills, so I give this to you."
Qing Lingtian said with a smile, Su Li was not polite and swallowed it in one gulp.
His body was extremely dry and he no longer had any spiritual energy left.
This situation is very scary for the monks. If it lasts longer, it may be life-threatening.
All of this was the result of Su Li's forced use of that sword.
"From now on, I'm afraid no one will bother you anymore."
Qing Lingtian smiled lightly.
The method Su Li showed today made everyone frightened. Even Qing Lingtian himself began to ask himself.