At this time, other geniuses fighting on the battlefield also stopped their movements, as if they were also waiting for the final result.
The starlight dissipated, and two figures gradually appeared in everyone's sight. One of them was half-kneeling in the void, with his head lowered. It was Beizawa Tianpeng.
But Dao Wuhen still stood upright, his expression as sharp as a blade, and his face like a knife revealed a hint of aloofness, repelling others thousands of miles away.
"You lost." Dao Wuhen said calmly.
"Ahem." Beizawa Tianpeng couldn't help coughing, and slowly raised his head, looking at Dao Wuhen with slightly red eyes. His eyes were extremely complicated, as if they contained many indescribable emotions, some of which
Reluctant, helpless, tired...
After trying for so long, I still failed...
He finally sighed, stood up silently, and left the fighting platform.
Countless eyes looked at the departing figure of Beize Tianpeng, as if he was very lonely, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts. The world of martial arts is so cruel. One general's achievements will cause thousands of bones to wither, and the rise of a supreme genius will inevitably
He must trample on the bodies of countless geniuses and keep going up.
This is only the top eight, there are still four semi-finals, and each time it becomes more difficult.
Only the most outstanding evil figures are qualified to aspire to the top of the sky, be respected by thousands of people, and suppress an entire era.
"There is still a long way to go, and your future is still limitless." Beidou Xingjun stared at Bei Ze Tianpeng and said earnestly. He was a little worried about Bei Ze Tianpeng's condition, fearing that he would collapse because of his defeat in the first battle.
"I understand." Beize Tianpeng nodded, but he was still unwilling. He was born to be a king, why did he fail?
Seeing the unwilling look in Beizawa Tianpeng's eyes, Beidou Xingjun sighed in his heart, feeling extremely ashamed.
Generally speaking, Chaos physiques are stronger than people in the same realm, and Beizawa Tianpeng does not have an ordinary Chaos physique. He should have stronger combat power, but he was still defeated by Dao Wuhen.
This only shows that his teacher is not strong enough to teach him stronger magical powers.
After all, Dao Wuhen came from the Sword Palace and worshiped saints as his disciples. The magical powers he practiced were all top-notch, but he was only at the middle level of the emperor, so what he could teach was too limited.
A firm look flashed across Mr. Big Dipper's eyes, as if he had made some kind of determination, and he said in a deep voice: "After this incident, I will take you two to find your master. No matter what, you must let him go."
Accept you."
"Master?" Bei Ze Tianpeng and Yang Yunhui's expressions changed, and they looked at Big Dipper in confusion. They had never heard about their master.
"Your master is the Great Emperor of the Ten Directions!" Beidou Xingjun said to the two of them. He didn't want too many people to know about this matter. If others knew that the master had a disciple like him, it would really be a shame for the master.
discredit.
When they heard Beidou Xingjun's message, their hearts trembled violently, and they couldn't believe what they heard.
Especially Yang Yunhui's eyes were filled with indescribable excitement. No wonder many people just called Bei Ze Tianpeng a disciple of the Great Emperor of Shifang. It turned out that they were not arbitrarily inferring, but he was not a disciple, but a disciple!
Suddenly finding out that he had such a terrible teacher, he couldn't accept it for a while.
"We will talk about these later. Let's watch the game first. Watching the battles between the top geniuses of your generation will be of great help to your future practice." Beidou Xingjun said.
The two nodded, and they both understood the reason for their failure. It was not a lack of talent, but a lack of knowledge, and this alone widened the gap between them and the top figures.
In the battle of the top eight, four battles have ended. The four people who have advanced are Prince Long San, Chu Feng, Mo Lishang, and Dao Wutian.
Soon, everyone's eyes went down to the fighting platform. The two sides fighting were Jian Wuhen and Young Master Qingpeng.
The Sword God Palace is good at the art of massacre, and has always had twin saint sons. This year’s twin saint sons are Jian Wuhen and Dao Wutian. There is no one among their peers who can match them, and the strength of the two is not much different.
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I saw Jian Wuhen's body flashing continuously, and there was an astonishing sword intent flowing rapidly on his body. His whole body seemed to have turned into a peerless sword, with its sharp edge revealed.
As he waved his arms, he shot out countless rays of sword light. The speed was unbelievable. Countless sword lights intertwined together, as if forming a sword formation, sealing off the space and strangling everything.
Any ordinary opponent would be helpless under such a fierce and domineering attack, but Mr. Qingpeng is not one of them.
Mr. Qingpeng comes from the Qingpeng clan, and what the Peng clan is best at is speed. He is known as the King of the Sky. He can control the sky and ignore all attacks.
You can imagine how fast he is.
Two figures, one green and one white, were seen rushing through the void, one behind the other, as if they were chasing each other. The terrifying brilliance of the sword exploded from the void, and the space was continuously torn apart. The swords chanted for nine days, shaking the sky.
However, the crowd soon noticed the clues. Even though Jian Wuhen's sword light left no trace, it could not catch up with the speed of Qingmu's movement and could not attack Qingmu.
And if it cannot threaten the opponent, what is the use of powerful attacks?
Just relying on her extreme speed, Qingmu is already in an invincible position.
"It seems that Jian Wuhen is going to be defeated." Many people whispered.
Suddenly a cyan figure flashed out of the void, extremely chic and indifferent. This figure was clearly Qingmu.
"Do you want to continue?" Qingmu looked calm and said calmly to a void.
Not long after the words fell, there was a violent fluctuation in a space, and then a figure appeared there. The man was dressed in white, holding a long sword in his hand, and his whole body was filled with a sky-high sword intent.
The sword leaves no trace.
I saw that Jian Wuhen's face looked very unhappy. After so many years of practice, this was the first time he had encountered such an opponent. He was so shameless.
"The proud son of the Qingpeng tribe, one of the eight great masters of the demon tribe, you only have this little strength?" Jian Wuhen said sarcastically, obviously having a strong anger in his heart.
Qing Mu disagreed and responded calmly: "There is no need for others to judge my strength. However, if you continue to fight according to the way you just fought, who will win in the end?"
Jian Wuhen's face froze and he was speechless. If he continued, he would most likely lose in the end.
After all, he is always in a passive state. Qingmu is faster than him. Once Qingmu finds an opportunity, he can give him a fatal blow. Moreover, his true energy is constantly depleting, and he will eventually be defeated.
Seeing Jian Wuhen's silence, Qingmu spoke again: "Fighting does not necessarily require a head-on collision. Why should I waste my energy when I can defeat my opponent in the simplest way?"
After saying these words, Jian Wuhen's face became even more embarrassed. How could he not realize that Qingmu was counterattacking what he had said before.
However, he had no words to refute, because Qingmu's words were correct, and if he had such a degree, he would do the same thing.
"I admit defeat in this battle, but it does not mean that my strength is not as good as yours. I hope that next time I see you, I will not use the same method again. In the end, I will lose." Jian Wuhen looked directly at Qingmu and said, then turned around.
Step down into the void.
The reason why he gave up was that firstly he knew that he could not do anything to Qingmu, and secondly because Dao Wuhen had already entered the top eight, and he believed that Dao Wuhen could complete the mission of the shrine.