Dozens of gazes fell on the few people who had just stepped into the main hall.
Yang Qingxuan and the others stopped in their tracks and looked over in surprise.
First, they were shocked by the restriction phenomenon in the main hall. The entire space had turned into a beautiful starry sky under the effect of the artifact and the mighty power of the demonic statue.
Second, they saw many unfriendly gazes, but more of them were curious and wanted to watch the show.
Du Ruo suddenly smiled and said, "Why are there so many people staring at me wherever I go? I haven't been a big brother for many years. I'm not used to suddenly becoming the center of attention. "
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "Do you think they're looking at you? Haha, I'm like a firefly in the dark night. No matter where I go, I'm shining. Haha, I can't help it. Even if I wear a mask, I can't hide my peerless demeanor. "
In the main hall, many people's faces darkened, and they secretly said, "Aren't these two people too damn disgusting?"
Yang Qingxuan quickly picked out all the good and evil gazes. Among the gazes that looked at him, there were a few people from the Star Palace who were seething with killing intent.
Xiao Suyang, Xu Weilong, Feng Yanran, and those he didn't know. Among them, the one with a green face that looked like a dead fish who couldn't wait to swallow him was most likely Yang Wuxin.
Yang Qingxuan looked at Yang Wuxin, his eyes calm and flickering with a playful light.
Yang Wuxin's eyes, however, were filled with boundless anger and endless killing intent.
"You're called Li Xuan, right?"
Yang Wuxin suppressed the killing intent in his heart and said slowly with his hands behind his back. He looked down with an extremely arrogant attitude.
Yang Qingxuan smiled gently and said, "You don't need to know because it won't raise your ranking in the competition. You'd better save some time and do something meaningful."
Yang Wuxin was furious and shouted, "Are you teaching me how to be a person?"
Yang Qingxuan nodded seriously and said, "The wise sage said that there's always something to learn from others. When the opportunity comes, it's fine to give you a few pointers. There's no need to pay."
All the cultivators in the main hall were speechless, cold sweat rolling down from their temples.
This Green Tooth Ghost Masked Man was really courting death!
Did he not know who he was facing?
Everyone's hearts were beating like drums as they nervously clenched their fists. There were also many people who were gloating and waiting to watch a good show.
Shi Yuyan stared at Yang Wuxin with an unprecedentedly cold gaze, but she also felt an immense pressure. She held Mu Hanxue by her waist with her left hand and emitted a cold aura.
"Haha!"
Suddenly, a burst of laughter broke the extremely oppressive atmosphere.
Zhong Jie looked up to the sky and laughed out loud. "Haha, you should just charge me. There's something wrong with these people's brains. You'll have to educate them many times in the future. Knowledge is money, and you should be rewarded for your efforts. "
Yang Wuxin's rage had finally reached its limit, and he could no longer suppress it. A powerful killing intent erupted from his body as he roared, "Kill! Kill! Kill these two! "
He didn't even care about the rules of the competition. He raised his hand and sent out a sword technique. Countless golden lights swayed in the void and turned into a huge sword light, which disappeared in a flash.
"Die! All of you, die! "
Yang Wuxin roared. His eyes were as red as blood as he sent the sword technique toward Yang Qingxuan.
"Chi!"
A small crack appeared in the starry palace, and a golden sword shadow appeared in a flash, slashing down rapidly.
The sword intent was as vast as the sea, exuding a glorious and imposing aura. It was like the stars in the sky, supreme.
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed slightly. He looked at the huge golden sword and was shocked. "This sword intent … is indeed the Taixuan Sword Intent!"
He didn't have time to think and shouted, "Back off!"
The power of the sword enveloped all eight of them, including Shi Yuyan and Wen Liang.
At this moment, Yang Wuxin's eyes were completely red with anger. Yang Qingxuan and Shi Yuyan were like a couple in front of him.
Especially Shi Yuyan's cold gaze, he mercilessly slashed down with his sword.
"I was so good to you, but you betrayed me. Die! Die! All of you, go to hell! "
Yang Wuxin screamed crazily in his heart. Powerful sword intent exploded from his body and pierced through the sky.
The light sword sensed it and trembled. It emitted sword light and sword sound, full of murderous intent.
Yang Qingxuan drew circles in front of him with his hands. Purple flames flew from his left hand, and red flames rolled from his right hand. Two huge flame circles spread out and blocked the sword aura.
The sword light hadn't arrived yet, but the powerful sword intent caused the flames to boil and burn fiercely.
Hua Qing and the others instantly felt the pressure decrease and hurriedly fled to the sides. They knew that if they stayed, they would only cause trouble for Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan controlled the two flames and spun them in front of him.
The raging flames spread from his feet and burned in all directions. In an instant, half of the palace was turned into a sea of fire.
The dual-colored flame in his hand condensed into a purple and gold color, and its power kept increasing.
"Endless Catastrophe … Second Generation … Star Fire Nirvana!"
Yang Qingxuan shouted. Countless runes flew out from his hands. The flames turned into a dragon and rushed to the sky!
"Boom!"
The golden sword aura slashed into the fire dragon and collided with an endless amount of energy. The two canceled each other out and kept collapsing. The fire waves were wrapped in a golden color and swept violently in all directions. It was like fireworks exploding in the sky.
Everyone in the hall was shocked, and they kept retreating to avoid being affected by the shockwaves.
Was such a terrifying power really displayed by one of the top thousand contestants like them?
This kind of power was enough to suppress an area in any sect and become a heroic existence.
Yang Qingxuan raised his head and saw that his Nirvana of Sparks was shattered by the Taixuan Sword Will. The powerful sword light continued to fall, crushing his body and battering his Great Path Physique.
In an instant, sword light flashed all over his body.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with surprise. He had a strange feeling in his heart.
He, who had always used the sword as his move, was bathed in the sword rain and let the sword intent wash over him.
The Sword Qi slashed the bronze floor, creating a series of "peng peng peng" sounds.
"Is he dead?"
Xiao Suyang and the others were shocked. They stared at the flames that were gradually dispersing. The huge sword light kept flashing, and the frightening figure kept appearing.
"Hey! He's fine?! "
When everyone saw Yang Qingxuan's figure, they were all shocked. They thought that even if he was not dead, he would be seriously injured.
At this moment, Yang Qingxuan was standing under the rain of sword intent. He was not injured at all.
However, the green-toothed ghost mask on his face seemed to become even more ferocious. The arrays on the mask were opened one by one, making cracking sounds as if they were being unlocked. The virtual light emitted from the mask enveloped his entire body, turning into the shadow of a ghost general, overlapping with Yang Qingxuan.
The sword intent fell on the virtual boundary and could not cut into it.
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