On the Cloudvoid Ancient Battle Platform, fiendish energy rampaged unhindered.
What the two people cultivated were both fiendish arts. Inside each move and stance, they all contained boundless fiendish energy, erupting and shaking people's souls.
Zhong Jie's moves were domineering and fierce, akin to a fiendish saber that drank blood. While Xu Weilong's fist art was mediocre. Striking here and there, it was the same few moves, steady and not losing his composure.
No matter how Zhong Jie changed his moves, Xu Weilong was consistent from beginning to end, like a calm spring, steadily and persistently outputting attacks.
Very soon, everyone discovered that something was wrong.
Along with the passing of time, the Zhong Jie who originally occupied the overwhelming advantage started to gradually lose the upper hand.
Bang!
Xu Weilong's indifferent punch slammed onto the imperial punishment desolate saber, blasting Zhong Jie flying out, a mouthful of fresh blood spewing out.
"Impossible! What in the world is going on with your body? Cheating, you must have cheated! "
Zhong Jie wiped the fresh blood at the corners of his mouth and roared angrily.
The battle inside the Holy Fiend Hall, even if Xu Weilong and Feng Yanran teamed up, they were suppressed by him too. There was no reason for Xu Weilong to improve so much in a short time.
Furthermore, his strength never diminished. It was simply inconceivable, something impossible.
Xu Weilong smiled coldly and said, "Weaklings always like to find reasons for their own failure. Which eye of yours saw me cheating?"
With a scoff, his figure flashed explosively, rumbling a punch over once more.
Zhong Jie gritted his teeth fiercely and roared angrily, "I don't believe it! A defeated general in the past, merely tainted with a bit of fiend blood and dares to prance around in front of me, a pure-blooded fiend! This saber, I'm going to chop you into Avici Avici! "
Zhong Jie gripped the saber with both hands, his face hideous. Pouring all of his fiendish energy into the saber, he suddenly slashed down!
"Profound meaning — Fiend Prison Avici!"
Rumble!
Vast fiendish might instantly gushed out, bursting forth from the saber continuously, pulling Avici Hell into the mortal realm!
Zhong Jie was very clear that something must have happened to Xu Weilong's body. If he could not finish the job in one fell swoop, he would lose.
Hence, fighting with his back to the river, staking it all on one throw!
Xu Weilong's expression did not change, still rumbling a punch out plainly. With a bang, fiendish light exploded on the tip of his fist, forming a defense.
Following that, another punch. Bang!
Another punch. "Bang!"
In an instant, he threw out over a hundred punches. Each punch contained the power of the peak of the Void Technique Realm. It immediately formed a defense, but Zhong Jie's Devil Prison was unable to block it.
Those demonic creatures that blotted out the sky and covered the earth were far stronger than Xu Weilong.
However, Xu Weilong did not panic. He calmly dealt with it. If one punch was not enough, he would throw another … and another … until it was enough!
"Rumble." The huge Demonic Might accompanied by the saber light chopped down on Xu Weilong's fist light.
Although large amounts of fist lights were constantly being shattered, new fist lights were constantly being replenished, forming a layer of defense that stood firm.
Zhong Jie's face turned ugly.
Although Xu Weilong was still struggling bitterly, Zhong Jie knew that if this attack failed to defeat him, there would be no more chances later.
Sure enough, after Xu Weilong withstood the first wave of attacks, the entire Endless Devil Prison was torn apart by the fist lights.
Large amounts of fist lights shot out from all directions, like stars in the night sky, scattered everywhere.
Bang!
Finally, a fist aura streaked across the sky and struck Zhong Jie hard, sending him flying.
"Pfft!" Zhong Jie spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura dropped to the extreme. With a look of despair, he said, "There's no need to fight. I admit defeat!"
At this point, Zhong Jie was like a lamp that had run out of oil. He no longer had the strength to fight.
However, Xu Weilong was still full of energy, as if he had just entered the arena. There was no sign of fatigue at all.
Zhong Jie knew that there was something wrong, but what could he do if he could not find evidence of his opponent cheating? Instead, it would make him look like a sore loser.
Zhong Jie sighed. With a dejected expression, he put away his demonic saber, turned around, and flew off the arena.
Dong Zhen's eyes flashed. He stared at Xu Weilong for a while before slowly saying, "Xu Weilong wins."
The crowd immediately applauded.
Although Xu Weilong also used Demonic Cultivation, he was still a human. Zhong Jie, on the other hand, was a foreign race.
At this point, all the foreign races had been kicked out of the arena and stopped outside the championship battle.
Many martial artists heaved a sigh of relief. If a foreign race entered the finals and won first place, hundreds of thousands of people would have nowhere to put their faces.
Dong Zhen waited for the applause to die down before saying, "Originally, Yang Wuxin and Zhong Jie would compete for the third place. However, Yang Wuxin has already gone crazy, so there is no need to fight. I now announce that in this semifinals, Zhong Jie will be third and Yang Wuxin will be fourth. Next, it will be the end of this year's Firmament Martial Discourse, the battle for the first place. The first place will be between Xu Weilong and Yang Qingxuan. "
He glanced at the two of them and said, "I wonder if the two of you are ready. Can we start now?"
Xu Weilong smiled faintly and said, "I'm fine. We can start now."
Yang Qingxuan raised his eyelids and glanced at the Ancient Battle Platform. He said indifferently, "I have a problem. I need to rest."
Everyone saw that there was still a large patch of green on his body. They knew that it was the aftereffect of swallowing a saint artifact. It was natural that he needed to rest.
Dong Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, the rules allow it."
Xu Weilong's eyes flashed with a demonic light. He did not say anything. He stood with his hands behind his back and waited quietly.
In the void, Shi Yan frowned and said, "Brother Wu Xian, what do you think?"
Wu Xian's eyes were flowing with green light. He had been watching the competition. At this moment, he retracted his gaze and it returned to its normal black color. He said in a low voice, "This is troublesome. This Xu Weilong is no longer Xu Weilong."
He paused for a moment and explained in detail, "What I mean is that Xu Weilong's body and soul are still there, but they have changed completely. He is no longer the Xu Weilong from before. "
Shi Yan said, "Brother Wu Xian's words are exactly what I was thinking. Combined with what someone did before, I can almost confirm what is going on. "
Wu Xian's expression changed drastically and he said in a low voice, "You mean …"
Shi Yan nodded and said, "Chen Er Shi Ling's Three Corpse Art."
Wu Xian and Wu Shan's expressions changed at the same time.
Wu Xian said angrily, "What kind of enmity made Lu Yukui sacrifice so much to refine Xu Weilong into his Three Corpse Body?"
As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked and fell into deep thought.
Wu Shan said, "Lord Shi Yan's words have enlightened us. Yang Qingxuan used the Taixuan Sword Tomb, and now the whole world knows about it. Lu Yukui did not hesitate to sacrifice his Three Corpse Body to kill Yang Qingxuan. This means that Lu Yukui must have been involved in what happened back then."
Wu Xian said, "The problem now is that Yang Qingxuan is no match for Lu Yukui's Three Corpse Body. This is obviously cheating, but we can't find any evidence. Only when the Three Corpse Body has grown to the point where it has lost its self-awareness can we find evidence. Right now, it is only at the initial stage and is no different from a normal person. "
Their faces were filled with worry and helplessness.
In another void, Ke Luo said in shock, "Mother, could this Xu Weilong have been hit by the Three Corpse Brain Worm?"
Kunna nodded and said, "It is indeed a characteristic of the Three Corpse Brain Worm. It can transform into the Three Corpse Body of a warrior. However, there is no worm in his body. It should be some kind of secret technique similar to the Three Corpse Brain Worm that refined this person into the Three Corpse Body. "
Ke Luo sneered and said, "The secret technique to refine the Three Corpse Body requires the recipient to be willing and overcome great fear. As for my clan's Three Corpse Brain Worm, whether you are willing or not, you can forcibly refine it. My clan's skill is still better. "
Ke Luo's face was full of pride.
Kunna said, "The Three Corpse Technique is a secret technique to continuously sever oneself to prove the Great Dao. The stronger the Three Corpse Body is, the stronger the Dao will obtained when it is severed. However, this Xu Weilong is only at the Kongfa Realm. When the Three Corpse Body is severed, not only will the martial artist not obtain any Dao will, but he will also be injured by the Heavenly Dao. Tsk tsk, for a World King Realm powerhouse, this sacrifice is not small. "
On the Golden Jade Tower, the upper echelons of the top 24 families also had solemn expressions.
Yin Xuanyu said slowly, "Xu Weilong's current situation is very similar to a certain state."
Gongshu Ce's heart skipped a beat. He said, "You mean … a puppet?"
Yin Xuanyu nodded and said, "It is a puppet, but a living puppet."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expression changed, as if they had guessed something. Their eyes shot out a sharp light, and thousands of thoughts spun in their minds.
At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from the sea of clouds. "He broke through! Yang Qingxuan broke through again! "
All eyes gathered on Yang Qingxuan, and they were all shocked.
He had just broken through when the top 10 were defending the arena. How long had it been, and he had broken through another level?
Those powerhouses who knew that he was a Saint Spirit Dao Body frowned. Without the second half of the Green Sun Martial Scripture, Yang Qingxuan actually broke through consecutively and directly rushed to the late Kongfa Realm. It was simply inconceivable.
On Yang Qingxuan's body, circles of power fluctuations spread out, each circle stronger than the last. It was a sign that he had just broken through.
His hands that were rapidly forming seals suddenly stopped. The green luster on his skin disappeared into his body, becoming inaudible. The flames around his body also all returned to his body.
More than half of the sacred artifact's power had finally been refined, and there was still a small amount left. It could not be digested in a short period of time.
Yang Qingxuan suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was like lightning, cutting through the sky. It was like the bright stars above the sea of clouds, flashing and disappearing in a flash. It became incomparably calm, like an ancient well without ripples.
Yang Qingxuan withdrew all the vital essence in his body, stood up, and walked toward the arena under countless gazes.
"Hey, I said, don't lose!"
Zhong Jie suddenly said. After pondering for a moment, he said, "He's extremely strange. It's best to kill him with a thunderous force. Otherwise, it will be troublesome."
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Do you think I'm you?"
As he spoke, he let out a long laugh. His body turned into a breeze as he flew towards the arena.
"Tsk! Damn it! "
Zhong Jie gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, but he could not help but have a trace of worry in his eyes.
In the glorious hall, Lu Yukui sat cross-legged, his hands forming strange seals. A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly, "This old man will not hesitate to consume the Heavenly Dao comprehension and risk being injured by the Heavenly Dao to send you to the Western Paradise! Yang Qingxuan, your time of death has come! "
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