Tiancang Academy's sole purpose is to teach, educate people, preach and gain karma, and will not be easily involved in the sin of killing unless forced to do so.
But right now, it's obviously not that far yet.
After Sikong Jing's battle ended, he headed towards the direction of the crowd from the Nine Regions. When the people from the Nine Regions saw his return, they immediately burst into enthusiastic cheers. The excitement on their faces could not be concealed, and their enthusiasm was high.
Sikong Jing defeated his opponent with absolute strength, which proved that the Nine Realms were still stronger than outside forces at the level of the Imperial Realm.
"Sikong Jing, you did a good job." In the direction of Tiancang Academy, an old man stroked his beard and said with a smile. This old man is a teacher of Tiancang Academy. He has taught at Tiancang Academy for many years. His cultivation talent is not particularly outstanding. Now,
He is only at the peak of the Intermediate Emperor Realm, but he is still respected and loved by many disciples.
"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher." Sikong Jing bowed respectfully to the old man, his tone was very humble, without any hint of arrogance.
It is completely different from the strong and domineering side that he showed during the battle just now.
As if thinking of something, Sikong Jing turned his eyes and looked in a direction, where a handsome figure stood proudly.
Seeing Sikong Jing's gaze, the man raised his eyebrows and looked at Sikong Jing.
"Last time you challenged outside Tiancang Academy and defeated everyone below the Imperial Realm. I hope you can break into the Imperial Realm as soon as possible and have another battle between you and me." Sikong Jing said.
Mr. Xiaoyao smiled lightly: "Okay."
When the crowd saw this scene, their eyes were somewhat frozen. These two were both rare geniuses in the world. They were talking to each other in the air. Although their tone was calm, they could hear an undercurrent raging.
Young Master Xiaoyao defeated Di Shifeng, while Sikong Jing defeated an Emperor Realm genius from the Beast King Clan. Both of them had very impressive records, and it was difficult to tell which one was more talented.
Xiao Shu looked in the direction of Sikong Jing and was about to say something, but in the end he held back and did not say anything.
Having been rejected three times, Sikong Jing might not agree to go.
The first battle started by Sikong Jing made the people in the Nine Regions feel unprecedentedly excited and passionate, as if victory was right in front of them.
However, not long after, battles ended on some battlefields one after another, but the results were beyond everyone's expectations.
On one side of the Nine Regions, the majority of people lose.
Even though the people who fought were the top talents from all the major temples, they still lost. This was not because they were weak, but because their opponents were too strong.
The five major forces all have the foundation of the shrine level. The geniuses they cultivate will naturally be no less than the top demons of the shrine, and even stronger than them!
Seeing the defeats of each of the geniuses of the Divine Palace, the faces of the people in the Nine Realms gradually became unsightly, and in the end, each of them looked extremely bleak. They only won three out of ten battles.
This also includes the scene with Sikong Jing.
How miserable.
A solemn look appeared on Qin Xuan's face. It seemed that the Nine Realms could not compete with external forces at the level of the Emperor Realm, and there was a big gap. Even the geniuses who came out of the Divine Palace forces did not have any advantage at all.
At this point, there are only four battles left.
These four battles are the battle between Jian Chunqiu and Jian Yichen, the battle between Yan Mu and Di Mo, the battle between Gu Changfeng and the genius of the Di clan, and the battle between Qisha and the genius of the Rakshasa clan.
In these four battles, both sides were equally powerful and unable to do anything to the other, so the winner could not be determined for a while.
In one direction, a dark afterimage was seen flashing through the void, and an extremely dangerous aura filled the air, covering the endless space around it. The space seemed to have turned into a boundless hell, and you couldn't even see your fingers.
An eerie feeling.
"Sen Luo Hell." The people in Starry Sky City trembled when they saw the scene over there, with a look of fear in their eyes.
Senluo Hell is Xiaoyao Sect's most powerful magical skill. In that hell space, all perceptions will be hindered, making it difficult to judge the opponent's direction and movements. Therefore, people from Xiaoyao Sect can maximize their abilities.
Use your own advantages to kill your opponent as quickly as possible.
However, the opponent of Seven Kills is a genius from the Rakshasa Sect, who is also a natural killer.
This battle is a duel between two killers.
In the dark and deep space, a black shadow moves at an extremely fast speed, and a stream of cold and sharp breath keeps passing through the space, as sharp as a sword. Every time it passes through the space, it completely penetrates the space.
Come on, you can see how terrifying that breath is.
What's even more terrifying is that the space is so dark that you can't see anything at all, and you can only rely on other perceptions.
But he saw that the talented Rakshasa disciple's face was as calm as usual, his eyes were closed, and he stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.
At a certain moment, his body rioted and transformed into a peerless sword light that stabbed forward.
Just a crisp sound was heard, and the terrifying sword light slashed open a void space, as if it was going to split everything apart.
The space split open, and there was a figure inside, it was Qisha.
Looking at the cracked space, a look of astonishment flashed through Qisha's eyes. At the same time, his body moved sideways at an extremely fast speed. The cold sword light whizzed past his face, making his face feel a little painful.
, a trace of bright red blood flowed out.
The two bodies were separated by a distance of hundreds of meters. Although it only happened in an instant, an extremely dangerous confrontation broke out, which made people's heart strings tighten and they did not dare to breathe loudly.
If the Rakshasa Clan's genius hadn't struck out with that sword light, he might have been defeated; if Qisha hadn't dodged the sword light in time, he might have been buried here.
Fortunately, both of them responded very promptly and made the correct judgment and reaction at the first time.
The genius of the Rakshasa Sect turned his eyes, looked in the direction of Qisha, and said calmly: "As a qualified killer, you still lack some skills."
Qisha, from Xiaoyao Sect, was the adopted son of the leader of Xiaoyao Sect. He never made any mistakes in the missions he carried out.
If he is not a qualified killer, who is?
However, the genius of the Rakshasa Sect said this to Qisha in a condescending manner, and his tone was very calm, as if that was what he thought.
After hearing this, the people in the Nine Realms felt angry in their hearts, and they all clenched their fists, eager to rush forward and have a fight with the Rakshasa Clan's genius.
A look of unwillingness flashed in Qisha's eyes, but he acknowledged what the other party said.
In this battle, he did not do what a qualified killer should do, and the other party did it more perfectly than he did.
As for an assassin, if he makes a slight mistake, he is likely to face death. Although he escaped in time, it is no different from defeat.
"I lost." Qisha said towards the Rakshasa Clan Tianjiao, and then turned around and walked towards Xiaoyao Clan, his face a little depressed.
On the Star Observation Tower, the master of the Xiaoyao Sect cast his penetrating gaze downwards and murmured: "The characters cultivated by the Rakshasa Sect are indeed extraordinary!"
The leader of the Xiaoyao Sect himself is a very terrifying assassin. He has some knowledge of the Rakshasa Sect. The Rakshasa Sect is a very large and terrifying assassin. Its methods of training killers are cruel and extremely severe. Many
People are even overwhelmed and die.
However, under such devilish training, those who can survive are the killers chosen one out of ten thousand.
The geniuses among them are the killers among killers. For example, the genius of the Rakshasa Sect just now is impeccable in terms of perception, judgment, timing and explosive power, leaving no one with any time to prepare.
Qisha was his adopted son, and he was deeply influenced by his true heritage. His strength and reflexes were far beyond ordinary people, but in front of this person, he still seemed a little unable to withstand, and the difference was obvious with just one blow.
However, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect did not blame Qisha. The opponent was indeed very strong, and defeat was not a shame.
At this point, there are three battles left.
The battle between Yan Mu and Di Mo has become intense. The two launched attacks in the air, causing the space to tremble wildly, and the violent aftermath continued to spread.
The crowd of onlookers kept moving back, not daring to get close to the fighting area.
At this time, Dimo's whole body was filled with an unparalleled will of the emperor. His eyes were as bright as stars, his ink hair was flying, and his robes were rustling. It was like a peerless emperor came into the world, and with one palm blast, thousands of emperor's handprints came from
It was crushing through space, and the sky seemed to be crushed.
Yan Mu stretched out his palm, and wisps of lavender thunder brilliance swirled around his fingertips, making a popping sound, as if it contained a great road, destroying everything, how terrifying it was.
He pointed with his finger, and countless thunder brilliance spread around. The thunder light collided with the handprints. The thunder light penetrated the palm prints, and the palm prints exploded and shattered. Then the thunder light also dissipated.
In the other direction, Gu Changfeng stood in the sky. In front of him was a giant thunder dragon, its huge body stretched across the void, its huge dragon head held high, and its eyes staring down with an arrogant attitude, giving people an extremely powerful feeling.
Strong sense of oppression.
"Roar!" A dragon roar came out, and the sky seemed to tremble with it. A series of extremely sharp lightning spears were shot out from the dragon's mouth, carrying an all-shattering power and trying to destroy everything.
The genius of the Emperor's family took it with both hands, and the imperial brilliance bloomed out, turning into a light curtain to block his life.
The thunder spear struck the light curtain, and the light curtain shook violently. Then, a series of ferocious cracks appeared on the light curtain. The light curtain seemed to be broken. However, the next moment, those cracks healed again.
It seems to be indestructible.
Gu Changfeng's expression froze when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that this emperor's will could repair the damage. This was the first time he saw it.
"Is your attack only this strong?" The young man from the Di family looked in the direction of Gu Changfeng, with a look of disdain in his eyes.