Just when everyone's attention was focused on Qin Xuan and others, a very embarrassed figure climbed out of the huge pit with difficulty.
This figure is naturally Zhuo Le.
When he saw Qin Xuan being watched by thousands of people and even standing in the void with a very proud attitude, his heart was shaken as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.
These originally belonged to him, but now they were taken away by Qin Xuan.
He hated, hated himself for being so careless. If he had used the power of swordsmanship from the beginning, the result would never have been like this.
With a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, Zhuo Le couldn't help but sarcastically said: "If I hadn't been careless, how could you have defeated me? It's ridiculous to show off your power here."
The moment Zhuo Le's voice fell, many people's eyes couldn't help but froze. Is this Zhuo Le's voice?
Qin Xuan frowned and looked in one direction, and sure enough he saw Zhuo Le looking at him. From Zhuo Le's eyes, he felt strong anger and unwillingness.
It was as if he wanted to tell him that he lost to him before just because of his carelessness.
However, is it really just because of carelessness?
Qin Xuan will not respond to Zhuo Le's words. The result cannot be changed. There is no point in saying this. Besides, does he need to explain to a loser?
"Since you have lost, you must have the consciousness of defeat. It seems that the attack was too gentle just now, and it didn't let you have a longer memory."
Qin Xuan spoke lightly, glanced at Zhuo Le casually, and then looked away, no longer looking at Zhuo Le.
Although it was just a glance, Zhuo Le clearly caught the trace of contempt in Qin Xuan's eyes, and his face suddenly became ashen, as ugly as it was.
He originally didn't want to think about what happened just now, but Qin Xuan's words undoubtedly emphasized the matter and forced him to think of this extremely humiliating experience.
Even if he kills Qin Xuan later, nothing can be saved unless he kills everyone, but this is obviously unrealistic.
This matter will eventually become a topic of conversation among everyone, and will even spread to the Yunhuang Mountains and reach the ears of countless powerful people.
Even though it hasn't happened yet, he can already imagine what consequences this will have. Once the elders of the shrine learn about this, they will probably expel him from the shrine without hesitation.
Of course, the shrine will not allow a person with stains on his body to continue to stay.
Thinking of this, a trace of despair flashed in the depths of Zhuo Le's eyes. Everything he had worked hard for for many years disappeared. In such a desperate situation, there was only endless hatred and unwillingness left in his heart.
Only blood can wash away the shame he suffered.
"I am going to kill you!"
A voice mixed with overwhelming anger sounded, and everyone saw Zhuo Le's body rising into the sky, and a powerful aura was released, covering the vast void.
At this moment, many people's expressions couldn't help but change. They suddenly felt the tyrannical pure Yang sword intention flowing around Zhuo Le's body, exuding blazing temperature. Under the burning of this terrifying high temperature, the space became distorted.
Even though he was seriously injured, Zhuo Le's aura was still much stronger than ordinary people. This is what makes the disciples of the Shrine extraordinary.
But the crowd looked at the extremely angry Zhuo Le, shook their heads slightly, and were not optimistic about Zhuo Le. At this time, Zhuo Le was completely immersed in hatred, had lost his cool head, and could not distinguish between the strength of the enemy and ourselves.
Qin Xuan was able to suppress him with an absolutely crushing attitude. Was it really just his carelessness?
The answer is obviously impossible.
The only possible explanation is that Qin Xuan's strength was originally much higher than Zhuo Le's, and there was a gap between the two from the beginning.
If Zhuo Le released his sword power directly from the beginning of the battle, he might be able to narrow the strength gap with Qin Xuan, but the result would still not change.
Putting all this aside, Zhuo Le had been beaten violently by Qin Xuan just now, and before he could recover, he actually claimed to kill Qin Xuan.
Is he an idiot?
Do you really think that since you are a disciple of the power of the Divine Palace, you are invincible and that no one can defeat you?
Everyone knows that the disciples of the Shrine are not truly invincible, but because their talents are stronger than ordinary geniuses and they practice powerful Yuan skills, they naturally win more in battles and lose less, and are gradually considered invincible by many people.
But if you encounter an opponent with stronger talent and a stronger Yuan skill, then even the disciples of the Divine Palace will still be defeated.
After all, there are too few monsters of the same level as Chu Feng, Jian Wuhen, Dao Wutian, and Qin Ruoxu. There are only a handful of people in the eight divine palaces combined.
They are the myths and are qualified to be called invincible.
But at this time, Zhuo Le obviously couldn't think about so much anymore. His mind was filled with the idea that he must kill Qin Xuan.
Seeing Zhuo Le coming with endless killing intent, Qin Xuan's frown deepened. It seemed that Jian couldn't wait for the day of revenge.
If Zhuo Lefei asked for death, he would naturally not show mercy.
"Die to me!" A pure sun sword light bloomed out, penetrating the void like a sun sword and piercing Qin Xuan.
The hot temperature melted the space, and Qin Xuan felt waves of heat rushing towards him, covering his body, as if it was going to melt him.
However, Qin Xuan's expression remained unchanged, and he did not even move at all. Rays of lightning magic light flowed slowly on his body, allowing the heat to wrap around his body, and he still looked like a normal person.
"How...how could this happen?" Zhuo Le saw Qin Xuan standing there without any incident, and his heart trembled suddenly. His pure Yang sword energy could not do anything to Qin Xuan?
"This is what you are proud of, and you want to use it to kill me?"
Qin Xuan showed a trace of disdain on his face, then looked at Zhuo Le, and said lightly: "Use whatever else you have, I will let you know how weak your so-called powerful attack is."
At this time, Qin Xuan was extremely frivolous, with long hair flying, and a scornful look in his eyes. He was like a peerless king, dominating the world and looking down upon the world.
The crowd was also deeply shocked by Qin Xuan's demeanor at this time, and was speechless for a long time.
Qin Xuan stood there, letting Zhuo Le unleash all his powerful attacks, as if he wanted to let Zhuo Le's attacks fall on him and bear them directly with his body.
This can no longer be described as confidence, it is simply arrogant, so crazy that there is no limit to it.
Even other Divine Palace disciples may not be able to resist Zhuo Le's attack with their physical body alone. The Yuan Skills practiced by the Shrine Palace disciples are all top Yuan Skills, much more powerful than those of ordinary geniuses.
Even if Zhuo Le's strength is damaged, the power he can unleash will still be very strong and cannot be easily resisted.
"Qin Xuan is too confident, and he may suffer in this battle." Someone shook his head and said, even if Qin Xuan only used 50% of his strength, he believed that Qin Xuan would win, but he couldn't believe it with only his physical body.
If he can win this, then Qin Xuan's talent is not only powerful, but also evil.
As for the word monster, only a handful of people from the Eight Great Divine Palaces can bear the word so far, and no one else is qualified to be called a monster.
Hearing Qin Xuan's arrogant words, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Le's mouth, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.
Let him unleash any attack and let him know how weak his attack is?
"I will satisfy you." Zhuo Le spit out a cold voice, and then his figure shot out directly, as if his body was burning with flames, wrapping his body in it.
"Zhuo Le's use of true energy has reached an extremely terrifying level. It's too scary." The crowd looked at Zhuo Le in shock. If Qin Xuan hadn't appeared, they probably wouldn't have seen Zhuo Le display his true strength.
Zhuo Le was seen bathing in the fire of true essence. In an instant, an extremely domineering sword rule bloomed from his body, and the space could not help but tremble.
The sharp sword chant sounded, and everyone's eardrums seemed to be torn apart. As if the fire of the true essence was given the attributes of a sword, it suddenly became extremely sharp, revealing a tyrannical sword intent.
"Kill." Zhuo Le uttered the word "kill" and pointed out with five fingers at the same time. The endless fire of true energy suddenly cut through the void, as if thousands of flaming daggers were shot out, and the sky seemed to rain down flaming swords, overwhelming the sky and the earth, covering the sky above Qin Xuan.
space.
"Retreat!" Xuanyuan Potian shouted, and quickly retreated with his sword on his back.
When Mu Hai and others saw this, they did not dare to delay at all. This was Zhuo Le's angry attack. It was so terrifying that they could not block it.
Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the rain of swords falling from the sky, but his eyes did not fluctuate much, neither sad nor happy, as if they did not contain any emotion.
The reason why he arrogantly asked Zhuo Le to unleash any attack was because he wanted to test how far his physical body had reached.
The attacks of ordinary people are too weak, and only the attacks of the top disciples of the Sword God Palace who are good at killing can pose a threat to him.
Only Xuanyuan Potian vaguely guessed this, while everyone else did not know Qin Xuan's true intention.
If they knew that Qin Xuan was just trying to test how strong his physical body was, they would probably shock him into thinking that he was a man of heaven, testing his physical body with the attacks of the disciples of the Divine Palace. How many people in the world would dare to do this?
I'm afraid I can't even think about it.
I saw a violent and boundless demonic energy released from Qin Xuan's body, and a phantom of a Xie Niu emerged, exuding an extremely powerful and ferocious aura, surrounding Qin Xuan, like a demon god, guarding Qin Xuan.
The golden-winged roc flapped its wings and flew high, arrogantly overlooking the heaven and earth. Its bright golden feathers were dazzling, like the sharpest weapon in the world. Wherever it passed, the void was torn and shattered.
"Boom, boom!"
A violent rumbling sound sounded, and it seemed as if a prehistoric beast came out of the void. Everyone looked at it, and their expressions suddenly froze there.
They saw an extremely huge holy beast, Qilin, stepping out of the void. It was filled with a sacred and demonic aura, like the combination of a god and a demon god. Even though it was just an illusory shadow, it gave them a sense of worship.
Seeing the endless phantoms of monsters filling the void, the crowd was completely dumbfounded. Zhuo Le's heart was also in turmoil at this moment.
He did not expect that Qin Xuan also practiced the rules of demons, and it could be easily seen from the demonic beasts summoned by Qin Xuan that Qin Xuan cultivated an extremely terrifying magical power of demons.
Thinking of this, his heart sank a little. How should he fight next?