Yelu Qi's eyes were gleaming. He put his right hand on the handle of the knife at his waist and drew it out with a sound.
"Zheng!"
The high-pitched sound of the sword resounded through the sky, and the dazzling light of the swords illuminated the entire arena, as if thunder suddenly flashed in the night.
Through the big screen, millions of people in the square could see it clearly.
The blade of this Thunder Fire Knife is brilliant and sharp, but there are star blood lines inside the steel, just like the blood vessels inside the human body, which looks particularly weird.
It is rumored that this sword was made of meteorite iron. On the day when the sword was made, a hundred and eight strong prisoners of the Qiang Kingdom were selected as blood sacrifices and poured out their blood before the meteorite iron was melted.
And the painstaking efforts of those strong men will remain in the meteorite forever, becoming part of the texture of the blade. At the same time, it also adds endless power to the blade. It can cut gold, jade, and mountains with any random slash.
, and is the natural nemesis of evil spirits.
If an evil object comes into contact with this thunder-fire knife, the masculine blood contained in the knife is enough to make the evil object disappear into thin air and become invisible.
At this moment, Yelu Qi held the Thunder Fire Saber tightly and jumped up. The aura on his body surged, as if he came from an ancient savage god, slashing towards Guo Yang with a devastating force.
"Stab la la!"
Wherever the blade passed, the surrounding space was cut open, making an extremely harsh sound, which was horrifying.
Facing this menacing blow, Guo Yang looked as usual, not nervous at all, with a mysterious smile on his lips.
The understatement was like a grown man looking at a young child and not paying attention to Yelu Qi at all.
Twenty meters!
Ten meters!
Five meters!
Three meters!
one meter!
The distance between the two people continued to shorten.
One hundred meters later, the thunder-fire knife in Yeluqi's hand finally struck Guo Yang's face.
Yelu Qi never expected that he could succeed so easily. He had absolute confidence. Even if Guo Yang was a Nascent Soul monk from Xuantian Palace, there would be absolutely no good results if he used his physical body to catch his Thunder Fire Sword.
However, the next moment, the expected scene of a sharp blade entering the body and blood splattering did not appear.
The scimitar in his hand kept moving forward and struck the air.
Guo Yang, who was standing there, gradually dissipated and turned into nothingness.
"It's an afterimage!"
In an instant, Yeluqi's expression changed drastically, and he quickly looked left and right, searching for Guo Yang's figure.
But Guo Yang seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
This...what the hell is going on?
Yeluqi's heart was shocked, like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, causing huge waves.
Suddenly, a slightly sarcastic voice came from above his head:
"Are you looking for me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yeluqi suddenly raised his head.
But at some point, Guo Yang appeared above his head, standing in the sky, his clothes fluttering, like a god.
""Thunder Fire Sword Technique", kill a hundred cuts with one sword!"
Yelu Qi suddenly burst out with a loud roar, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, the muscles of his arms tensed, the veins twisting like a horned dragon, all the energy in his body was poured into it, and then he jumped up suddenly.
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into a black dragon rising out of the abyss, baring his teeth and claws, looking domineering and eager to kill the world.
In the midst of lightning and stone fire, he wildly swung his sword, creating hundreds of thousands of sword lights, which were like an airtight net, shrouding Guo Yang in the sky.
"Well done!"
Guo Yang was not surprised but overjoyed, as misty as the wind, constantly wandering between the blades, like a peerless warrior dancing on the blade.
His figure is clean and tidy, without any sloppiness, as if he has been rehearsed thousands of times. Everyone else looks pleasing to the eye and marvels.
Yelu Qi had already made thousands of cuts, but he had never hurt Guo Yang, not even touching the corner of his clothes.
Which one is strong and which one is weak can be known at a glance.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Yelu Qi was breathing heavily, with large beads of sweat on his forehead, and his vest was completely soaked.
Such a high-intensity battle was a heavy load for him, and the muscles in his right arm holding the knife twitched.
But from the beginning of the duel to the present, the examiner Guo Yang from Xuantian Palace has never made a move, and has consumed most of his physical strength and internal energy.
If this trend continues, Guo Yang will be exhausted and defeated without even using a single move.
To him, this is the most humiliating way to fail.
At the same time, countless spectators in the distance also shouted dissatisfiedly:
"What a piece of shit, Prince Gong's son, he spent a long time making a silver-like pewter spear head, it looks good but is useless!"
"That's right! His ranking as the fifth most talented person can't be bought by spending money to open the back door!"
"We have been fighting for so long without even touching the opponent's body. It would be the same if it were me!"
"This guy really embarrasses our Fire Star!"
…
Hearing these sarcastic remarks, Yeluqi became even more angry.
Reason told him that he should just admit defeat. The Guo Yang in front of him was absolutely unmatchable to him.
But if he continues to be despondent like this, all his dignity and pride will be trampled to pieces, and even his Taoist heart will be damaged.
Moreover, this assessment also has regulations. If he fails to challenge Xuantian Palace, he will not be able to challenge other sects in the future, which is equivalent to cutting off the possibility of ascending to Tianshu Star.
Under the mixture of shame and anger, Yeluqi's eyes were red, and he yelled at Guo Yang in front of him, as if he wanted to scream out his soul: "Come on! Do you look down on me? Come on, let me see the Xuantian Palace.
Being so powerful, even if I lose, at least let me lose happily!!!"
Hearing this roar, Guo Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said:
"Okay, as you wish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Yang's figure flashed and disappeared like a ghost at an incredible speed.
One hundredth of a second later, he appeared in front of Yelu Qi again.
Seeing this sudden situation, Yeluqi's pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body tensed up, and his heart beat wildly. Sensing an unprecedented crisis, he subconsciously wanted to slash with a knife.
At the critical moment, Guo Yang made a bold move and put it on his right wrist holding the knife.
Yeluqi felt as if an electric current was passing through him, and his wrist was suddenly paralyzed, unable to move at all.
Immediately, the Thunder Fire Knife was in Guo Yang's hands like magic.
Seize the blade with bare hands!
Guo Yang flicked his wrist.
Raise your arms!
Swing the knife!
Split it out!
The continuous movements are completed in one go, which is dazzling.
When Yelu Qi came back to his senses, he saw that the thunder-fire knife was already placed on his neck, and he felt the cold blade was close to his neck, as if it had cut his skin.
For a moment, Yelu Qi seemed to have been petrified, standing there blankly, unable to move at all, not even daring to breathe out.
As long as Guo Yang exerts a little force and moves the scimitar forward an inch, he can cut his aorta, causing him to bleed on the spot and die.
"I...I lost!"
Yeluqi said tremblingly, his voice not only timid and fearful, but also filled with frustration.
As the son of Prince Gong of the Qiang Kingdom, he is extremely talented. He has been taught by famous teachers since he was a child, and he has been using the elixir boldly. At a young age, he has reached the peak of the Golden elixir, ranking fifth in the list of outstanding people.
Because of this, he had absolute confidence in himself, so he came to participate in the Xuantian Palace assessment.
Who would have thought that now, any inner disciple of Xuantian Palace would be able to crush him with an invincible appearance.
He didn't even have time to react before he was completely defeated.
He once chopped off the heads of countless enemies with the Thunder Fire Knife and drank the blood, but now this scimitar was placed beside his neck.
gap!
a very wide distance!
The gap in strength between the two is a huge gap that is simply insurmountable.
The next moment, Guo Yang withdrew his arm, threw the Thunder Fire Knife to Yelu Qi, and said coldly: "Maybe in Huoling Star, you can be considered a genius, but in Tianshu Star, you are not popular at all.
You don’t even have the qualifications to be a handyman! I didn’t take action at first because you didn’t deserve my action, and I won’t kill you now because you don’t deserve to die by my hands!”
"boom!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like an invisible heavy hammer, hitting Yeluqi's heart hard, crushing all his pride.
"Pfft!"
Yeluqi was so angry that he spit out a large mouthful of bright red blood. His legs went limp and he collapsed on the ring. His body continued to spasm, as if he had a sudden epileptic attack.
And his cultivation level is also constantly declining.
Within a few seconds, he fell from the peak of the Golden Elixir to the late stage of the Golden Elixir, to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, and continued to decline.
Obsessed!
Because of Guo Yang's words, his mind was disturbed and he went crazy.
Even if a famous doctor cured him afterwards, he would not be able to regain his strength and would become a cripple and linger for the rest of his life.
A generation of genius has passed away.
Seeing this scene, Guo Yang frowned and said coldly: "Huh! Because of such a little setback, he has surrendered. How can such a shameful person be worthy of joining our Xuantian Palace? Someone, drag him down!
"
As soon as he finished speaking, the royal guards of the Daqian royal family rushed to the stage, dragged Yelu Qi away, and then cleaned up the blood stains on the stage.
…
Under the stage, countless spectators who witnessed all this had expressions of horror on their faces and could not believe their eyes.
Before this, they knew that the disciples of Xuantian Palace were very strong, but they had no real idea of how strong they were.
Until this moment, everyone has deeply realized the power of Xuantian Palace!
Any inner disciple has the strength to crush the peerless talent of Huo Lingxing.
So how powerful and invincible is the saintly lady of Xuantian Palace?
I am afraid that even the top ten masters of Qian Kingdom may not be his opponent!
For a time, in the eyes of all the contestants, the Xuantian Palace arena became a forbidden area that was absolutely forbidden to set foot on.
And Guo Yang is as scary as a devil!
Even if I lend them a hundred courages, I wouldn't dare to challenge them.
Suddenly, Princess Yun Xi came to Ye Fan's side and said:
"This Xuantian Palace is worthy of being a legendary second-grade sect. It is so powerful! I heard from my father that there is a world of difference between the second-grade and third-grade sects. When I saw it today, it was indeed well-deserved! I originally wanted to challenge it.
Yes, but now you are somewhat retreating. Champion, if you face this senior from Xuantian Palace, how many moves can you take?"
As soon as this statement came out, it immediately attracted the attention of many people around him.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Hundreds of contestants turned their attention to Ye Fan, looking forward to his answer.
Ye Fan, as the newly promoted champion of Daqian, was in the limelight when he deposed Duan Tianya, who was ranked third in the list of outstanding people on the border, and even slaughtered three thousand iron pagodas with one sword.
There are many people in the market who secretly compare him with Xiao Wu Sheng Lin Ta Tian.
Faced with this problem, Ye Fan pondered for a moment and then slowly said:
"one move!"
Hearing this, everyone around them showed disappointment.
In their opinion, if even Ye Fan could only take one of Guo Yang's moves, then they would not be qualified to challenge, so they might as well just give up on their mental arithmetic.
However, a look of confusion appeared on Princess Yun Xi's pretty face.
Although she had not been with Ye Fan for a short time, she could feel that Ye Fan was extremely proud in his heart.
Such a man is a born king and is unwilling to be inferior to others.
Even if your skills are temporarily inferior to others, you will not be discouraged, but will continue to hit the peak and advance bravely.
She never expected that Mark would say such depressing words.
For a moment, Princess Yun Xi even suspected that she had made a mistake.
If Ye Fan is afraid of Guo Yang's power, then he is not qualified to be favored by him.
At this moment, Ye Fan added again:
"When I say one move, I don't mean that I can take one of his moves! What I mean is that I only need one move to defeat him!"
