The power of Tang Minghuang's sword was extremely terrifying. The air suddenly went violent and spread to both sides, as if the entire space was to be torn apart by the illusory sword.
Leng Qingqiu's face was solemn, and the sword in his hand was hesitant.
An invisible sword force surged through her whole body, and she swung the dazzling sword light towards the sword.
Click!
The swords and swords collided.
The entire space was shaken, and the arena with a radius of dozens of feet was completely shattered.
A blush rose on Leng Qingqiu's face, and his body was lifted by the huge force. He couldn't help but take three steps back.
Every step she took was extremely difficult, and her ankles sank deeply into the ground, leaving three extremely clear footprints.
"Holy shit, isn't it?"
"Leng Qingqiu was actually repelled?"
"How is this possible?"
Seeing this scene, the crowd was in an uproar.
Tang Minghuang's whole body momentum surged, his arms waved the illusory sword, his attacks became more and more fierce, his sword skills became more and more fierce, and the sound of crazy laughter resounded throughout the space.
"Hahaha, does your Xuantian Sect only have so much ability?"
Tang Minghuang stepped out with domineering aura.
He waved his arm violently, and the illusory sword flashed with light, bursting out with cold, domineering, and biting sword intent, slashing down like lightning.
Leng Qingqiu's expression changed again, and a sharp-edged aura came out of his body, but there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
Sudden!
The moment she hesitated, Tang Minghuang moved.
He stepped on strange footwork, and as if breaking through the void, he appeared directly in front of Leng Qingqiu, pressing the sword against the opponent's white neck.
In an instant, the whole place fell silent.
The crowd subconsciously held their breath and looked at the scene on the ring with blank faces.
Lost.
Leng Qingqiu, known as the number one genius of the Xuantian Sect, unexpectedly lost to Tang Minghuang, the weakest among the three demon sect disciples.
How is this possible?
"Hahaha, the number one genius of Xuantian Sect, only has this little strength?"
Tang Minghuang took back his sword, shook his head and sighed, with disdain on his face, and said: "The number one sect in the Blackstone Territory, I'm so disappointed. I thought you could fight with our Sky Splitting Demon Sect for more than thirty years, so you must be something great.
A master, I didn't expect to be so vulnerable."
"It seems that Elder Wuji is right. Xuantian Sect is really just a remote village."
"With this kind of sect, what master can there be?"
Listening to Tang Minghuang's extremely arrogant voice, the crowd was instantly angry.
However, feeling the terrifying aura exuding from Tang Minghuang's body, the crowd knew that they were no match, so they could only stare angrily to express their anger.
"I humiliated you so much and you didn't react at all?"
Tang Minghuang's eyes became even more disappointed, and his voice became more disdainful, saying: "It doesn't even have any blood, it is indeed a rubbish sect."
The crowd became even more angry, looking at Emperor Tang Ming as if they were sworn enemies.
But they knew what they were capable of and still didn't dare to take action.
Leng Wuyan looked at the crowd of people gnashing their teeth below and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Just then.
A cold voice suddenly sounded in the space.
"Our Xuantian Sect is so rubbish, but your Sky Splitting Demon Sect has not been beaten for more than thirty years. Doesn't it mean that your Sky Splitting Demon Sect is even more rubbish?"
This sentence is like a drop of water falling into a pan of oil.
The space boiled instantly.
The crowd all looked at Zhao Wuya, their expressions full of shock.
A trace of surprise flashed in Tang Minghuang's eyes, and he said: "Okay, I didn't expect that your Xuantian Sect would have bloody people. But your strength is too low. You are only at the sixth level of the Celestial Realm. You are not qualified to be my opponent.
."
"Although my strength is not high, I am not blind."
Zhao Wuya looked cold and said: "Tang Minghuang, don't you think you really won the competition just now?"
The space suddenly fell silent.
The crowd looked at Zhao Wuya's eyes covered with white cloth and couldn't help but feel speechless.
Tang Minghuang's face instantly darkened, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said, "What do you mean?"
"My senior sister practices the Massacre God Sword Technique."
"With this kind of swordsmanship, if you don't move, it will be enough. If you move it, it will shake the world. It can kill immortals and gods."
Zhao Wuya's voice was cold as he said: "Now our Xuantian Sect and your Split Heaven Demon Sect have a cooperative relationship. My senior sister didn't want to damage the relationship between the two sects, so she hesitated and you took the opportunity. Otherwise,
, she slashes out with her sword, and you will definitely die!"
"What did you say?"
Tang Minghuang suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his whole body was filled with fierce murderous intent.
He obviously won this contest.
However, Xuantianzong refused to admit it, and even dared to brazenly say that he was showing mercy, otherwise he would definitely die.
"Haha, your Xuantian Sect claims to be a famous and upright sect, but I didn't expect it to be so hypocritical."
Tang Minghuang was furious in his heart. He looked coldly at the crowd around him, and suddenly a bold idea came to his mind.
"Although Elder Wuji said that you must convince others with virtue. But you are so shameless, so today I will make your Xuantian Sect a complete loser and a convinced loser."
Tang Minghuang shouted, and his whole body was filled with surging fighting spirit.
He turned around and looked at Leng Qingqiu, with blazing anger in his eyes, and shouted: "Come on, you don't need to suppress your cultivation, and you don't need to have any scruples. You can come here to kill me with all your strength, but I want to see your sword technique of massacre.
, what power does it have?"
"Good guy, how can this person be so arrogant?"
"Does he really think that our Xuantian Sect has no one left?"
"Senior Sister Leng, you don't need to hide anymore. For the sake of our Xuantian Sect, teach him a lesson."
Countless disciples were completely angered and pointed at Emperor Tang Ming and shouted loudly.
However.
Faced with Tang Minghuang's provocation and the shouts of the surrounding crowd, Leng Qingqiu looked a little dazed.
She didn't care about winning or losing in this competition, nor did she care about Xuantian Sect's reputation.
Now, all she could think about was that plain and cold figure.
What exactly happened in the Underground Palace of Ghosts and Gods?
Why is Shen Chenfeng so depressed? He locked himself up in Guangxia Hall and hasn't come out yet?
Rumor has it that he and Lin Duantian had some trouble.
It is also rumored that the Shen family suffered a devastating blow during the Tiansheng Shen Sect's attack.
But Leng Qingqiu really couldn’t figure it out.
What happened, and why didn't he even want to see her?
Why?
Why?
Leng Qingqiu was upset. She glanced at the arrogant and domineering Emperor Tang Ming, and suddenly she had a plan in mind.
"No need to compete anymore, I lost."
Leng Qingqiu put away the flying snow sword directly and refused to compete again.
Such a scene made Xuantian's disciples, who had just started to get excited, instantly speechless and dumbfounded.
No one expected that Leng Qingqiu, who was arrogant by nature, would take the initiative to admit defeat.
"Hahaha, did you see it? Did you all see it?"
Tang Minghuang became even more arrogant and arrogant. His wild and domineering voice spread throughout the audience, saying: "Even the first genius of your Xuantian Sect has admitted defeat and said that he is not my opponent. I don't think you have anything else to say?"
"Even if you can defeat me, it doesn't mean anything."
Leng Qingqiu's expression was cold, showing no shame at all for admitting defeat, and said: "Because in our Xuantian Sect, there is a person you can never defeat."
"Yeah?"
Emperor Tang Ming was full of disdain and looked sarcastic, saying: "Even you are not my opponent, who else can you from Xuantian Sect have?"
"My first genius is just a name in vain."
"He is the real number one genius of our Xuantian Sect."
Leng Qingqiu's eyes were bright, and there was a faint smile on his lips. His voice spread throughout the audience and said: "This is our Xuantian Sect Xuanji Peak Master. No one knows about it. No one knows about it. Shen Chenfeng is the invincible at the same level."
"Invincible at the same level?"
Emperor Tang Ming laughed wildly and wanted to say something.
The veiled girl suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes sparkling with light, and her voice was filled with surprise, and she said, "Who are you talking about?"