Below the Tianshan Mountains, countless powerful auras bloomed, filling the space with incomparable splendor.
I saw a dazzling figure rising into the sky, walking at the front, its whole body seemed to be bathed in divine light, extremely gorgeous, and a dragon shadow was released from the body, clearing the way for it in front.
This figure is naturally Yu Qianqiu.
The story of his retreating from the rooftop before was spread throughout Tianhuang City. Rumors spread everywhere. Many people questioned his strength and said that he was not worthy of being the Holy Son of Yuhua Palace. He had no response and was only waiting for this moment to prove himself with real actions.
He wants to tell everyone that he is Yu Qianqiu.
"Ho, ho, ho..."
The roar of the dragon continued to sound, shaking the world, and everyone's eardrums seemed to be torn apart. Everyone saw dragon shadows clearing the way in front, going straight up the stairs to the rooftop. Behind them, Yu Qianqiu walked, as if walking on the ground.
, how chic.
As soon as many people approached Yu Qianqiu, they heard the roaring roar of dragons, and their bodies were swept by those dragon shadows and flew directly to the rooftop.
"The ninety-nine stairs to the rooftop are a test not just of strength, but of talent. Those with extraordinary talent can climb the stairs."
Countless people's hearts were shaking, staring at the infinitely radiant figure, and truly realized how terrifying Yu Qianqiu's talent was. He ignored the pressure from the rooftop and flew directly up. He was simply unparalleled in power.
At the same time, Changsun Hao and Mo Wushuang were not far behind and used their own methods to reach the rooftop.
At the same time, the powerful men from Changsun Dynasty and Demonic Palace were also climbing up, standing in the middle of the stairs, escorting the two of them, and knocking down those who wanted to come up.
After all, Ximen Guyan has an eccentric personality, and no one knows what the rules of Ximen Guyan's martial arts competition are. The more people on the rooftop, the greater the threat, so naturally it is better to eliminate them as early as possible.
Below, Xuanyuan Potian folded his hands on his chest, looking at the crowds of people heading towards the rooftop with a cynical expression, and said helplessly: "What's the use of going early, you won't all lose to me in the end."
Jian's face twitched, and he looked at Xuanyuan Potian and said, "You still won't take action?"
"Don't worry, the finale is the strongest." Xuanyuan Potian said calmly.
"Then I'll help you deal with some people." Jian said casually, stepping forward towards the rooftop.
He is not asking for marriage today, he is just trying to clear the way for Xuanyuan Potian.
"Get out of here!" A strong man from the Demonic Palace raised his hand and blasted out a demonic hand seal. The demonic power suppressed the void and attacked a figure that had just come up.
The man raised his head and saw a sky-covering demonic seal coming towards him. His face changed drastically, and he immediately released his breath. He stretched out his palms to resist the demonic seal. He heard a roar, and the man spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his body exploded, and the flesh and blood exploded.
Wrapped in demonic energy, he eventually disappeared.
"So cruel..." Many people who were about to come up looked frightened. The three powerful forces were blocking the front. Who dared to come up?
Whoever falls in love is seeking death.
Of course, the strong men of the three major forces could not stop everyone. They mainly targeted the casual cultivators. Those who were supported by many people did not move.
At this time, many casual cultivators showed their intention to give up. They just wanted to give it a try, but they didn't want to risk their lives. It was simply not worth it.
However, at this moment, a figure in black walked past the crowd, exuding a cold temperament, which made people shudder.
Everyone saw him holding a blue long sword in his hand, stepping onto the first step of the rooftop, without flying in the air, as if he was really going to climb up step by step.
"This is..." Some people saw a trace of doubt on the black back, as if they had seen it somewhere before, and suddenly their expressions trembled, as if they remembered something, and shouted: "The sword... the sword is up!"
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After the voice fell, countless eyes fell on the advancing figure in front of them, their expressions were inexplicably shocked.
He has always heard that the sword has the reputation of being a swordsman. He has a profound knowledge of swordsmanship and has been undefeated against Xuanyuan Potian. At this moment, he actually climbed up.
"The sword is up, but Xuanyuan Potian is not there yet." Someone shouted a voice, which immediately attracted the crowd's attention to Xuanyuan Potian.
Everyone saw Xuanyuan Potian standing below calmly and calmly, with no intention of going to the rooftop. This made them wonder. Could it be that it wasn't the sword that compromised, but that Xuanyuan Potian gave up on his own initiative?
Of course they would not think that it was Jian who forced Xuanyuan Potian to give up. After all, those in Xuanyuan Palace were not vegetarians.
When the crowd looked at the sword again, their expressions suddenly froze there. In the blink of an eye, the sword had already reached the thirty-second floor and walked nearly one-third of the height.
"Stop him!" A strong man in the Yuhua Palace looked like lightning. This man was at the eighth level of Yuan Wang. The rules of the sword flowed on his body. He stabbed forward with his fingers. A sword energy penetrated the void like a stream of light.
Gorgeous.
The sword's pupils shrank slightly, without even looking at the sword energy. He swung the Netherworld Sword in his hand and cut out countless sword energy. A sense of desolation filled the air, and in an instant, the sword energy disappeared into the void.
"Pfft..." The sword light was buried by the sword energy and disappeared instantly. However, the sword energy continued to spread. The strong man in the Yuhua Palace suddenly felt a sense of desolation descending on him, and the vitality in his body seemed to be passing away.
It's not an illusion.
"No..." His face showed a look of extreme pain, and his face gradually lost color and became pale. His long black hair instantly turned into snow white, and even his skin became shriveled, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.
The other strong men felt a little panicked when they saw this scene, and looked at the [31 Novel Network] sword with deep fear in their eyes.
A single strike can have such power, he is like a killing god.
The sword's eyes swept across the person in front of him indifferently, his lips wriggled, and he uttered a cold voice: "Prince Yuan is at his peak, get out."
The moment the crowd heard this voice, a storm surged in their hearts. With just one sentence, all the people at the peak of Yuan Wang were told to go away. How domineering.
A terrible thought came to someone's mind. Is he going to wipe out everything with one person?
"Very domineering." Xuanyuan Potian looked at Jian's figure playfully, his eyes flashing with excitement. He knew very well that when Jian really exploded, he would not be much weaker than him.
At this moment, the faces of the strong men from the three major forces were very cold, and their eyes looking at the sword showed strong killing intent. They told them to get out. Do you really think you are strong?
Jian glanced at the powerful men of the three major forces, frowned, and said, "You're not leaving, are you?"
"You are too presumptuous!" A terrifying demonic voice roared out, and a huge demonic shadow was seen covering the sword. The terrifying demonic will burst out like a wild beast, trying to bury the sword in it.
"It's so scary..." The crowd's hearts trembled, and they were shocked and speechless by the sight in front of them.
The demonic will is getting stronger and stronger, filling the space and crushing everything. The sword's body has been completely wrapped by the demonic shadow, and there is no trace of the sword's will coming out, as if it has no life.
"I thought I was so powerful as a swordsman, but it's nothing more than this!" Seeing that there was no movement, the strong man from the Demon Palace suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Do you really think you're going to make me sleepy?" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the man's ear. The smile on his face suddenly froze, and there was an ominous sign in his heart.
The next moment, among the numerous demonic shadows, a figure in black rose into the sky, and landed in front of the man like lightning. The green sword light streaked through the void, bringing with it a long line of blood.
A very narrow red line appeared on the neck of the strong man from the Demonic Dao Palace. His face had an extremely exaggerated expression, his eyes were wide open, and he showed a strong look of unwillingness.
Then, the man's body slowly fell backwards and fell into the void.
Void, silent.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the stern figure in front of them. The figure was slightly thin, but extremely upright. He stood there like a peerless sword, blocking everything. No matter how strong you were, he would be destroyed with one sword.
The sword was famous in Yunhuang before, but after this battle, the people in Tianhuang City will know his name.
"Very strong, with a hint of his style." Below, a rough figure said in a deep voice, staring at the figure of the sword.
"Go and give it a try?" said a person next to him with a naive smile.
"Let's go." A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the rough figure. He was not looking for a bride, but just wanted to fight with the geniuses.
In another direction, Yan Qingyun and others were also watching the scene on the rooftop.
"Much stronger than before." Yan Qingyun's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.
Hearing this, Qing'er glanced at the domineering figure on the stage that day and couldn't help but said to Yan Qingyun: "Miss, do you know him?"
"Yes." Yan Qingyun smiled and nodded. Not only did she know him, but he also practiced together.
"If you don't leave within three breaths, I'll kill you." An indifferent voice came out of the sword's mouth.
After the words fell, the faces of the three major forces suddenly changed. It was a shame to be threatened like this. However, the strength of the sword was indeed terrifying. Unless they acted together, it would be difficult to stop him.
At this time, under the rooftop, two more figures stepped onto the stairs, both of them were at the peak of the seventh level of King Yuan.
Many people looked at these two people with shocked expressions on their faces. There was such a commotion up there, and they still wanted to go up?
Aren't you afraid of death?
However, when they saw the next scene, the expressions on their faces suddenly froze there, as if they had seen an extremely incredible scene.
"boom!"
The roaring sound was heard, and one of the rough young men was seen holding a long golden stick in his hand. His breath was violent and fierce, and his body revealed an unparalleled fighting spirit, like a born god of war.
The golden long stick swept through the void and turned into thousands of shadows. It was unknown how terrifying and terrible power it contained. He could resist the pressure released from the rooftop. He climbed up step by step, as if effortlessly.
The other person held a pair of gold-plated sledgehammers, and his arms seemed to have tens of millions of power. He kept swinging the sledgehammer and smashed it into the void. The space made a harsh sonic boom sound and was directly distorted by the huge force.
"What a terrifying power!" Everyone opened their eyes wide. These two people were only at the eighth level of King Yuan, but judging from the power of their attacks, they were not inferior to those at the ninth level of King Yuan.
"It seems that the martial arts competition has really attracted many talented people, hoping to use this grand event to become famous in one fell swoop and become famous all over the world." Someone said with emotion.
At this time, a space not far from the rooftop suddenly shattered, and the endless spiritual array's brilliance bloomed from it, extremely dazzling.
And in that brilliance, a group of figures strolled out, headed by a man and a woman who were very conspicuous. The man had an outstanding temperament and was suave, while the woman had a beautiful appearance and exuded a noble temperament.