Lu Yukui said coldly, "There's no other way. This kid's growth is too terrifying. If we can't kill him here, it'll be even harder to deal with him in the future. So I've made up my mind to kill this kid even if I have to suffer a backlash from the Heavenly Dao! "
Yang Yunjing said, "In fact, there are many opportunities to kill him. When he comprehends the Heaven and Earth Lists, it'll be the time of his death. "
Lu Yukui said, "What if he doesn't comprehend it? I don't dare to take the risk. If this kid disappears after the competition, it'll be a nightmare for both of us! I've made up my mind to destroy him! "
Yang Yunjing nodded. "Since you're so stubborn, I won't stop you."
Lu Yukui closed his eyes and kept forming seals into the void.
On the Cloudvoid Ancient Battle Platform, Yang Qingxuan walked forward step by step. Every step he took left a trail of blood, and the Martial Spirit Seal between his brows shone brighter. It was a sign that he was gathering power.
At the same time, sword souls tore open the tombs around him and flew out. Sword light soared into the sky and circled in the sky.
The entire sea of clouds was silent. All the cultivators were so nervous that they held their breaths.
"Boss! You must win! "
Pan Haixing suddenly let out a loud roar, breaking the silence.
Instantly, the sea of clouds became restless. All kinds of voices gathered to form shouts.
"Yang Qingxuan, do your best!"
"Defeat him! We can't let the foreign race take first place! "
"You must win, Yang Qingxuan!"
The waves of voices were louder than the previous. Yang Qingxuan stopped as if he heard everyone's shouts. Then, he lifted his foot and continued forward.
In the void, Zi Yuan covered her mouth with her hand, as if she didn't dare to watch. Tears flowed down her face as she whimpered, "Brother Qing Xuan, you must win!"
Wu Ying and the others stood around nervously, clenching their fists.
"This kid is very popular."
In another part of the void, Zhang San chuckled as light flashed in his eyes.
Moon Soul crossed her arms and looked coldly. "So what if he's popular? Won't he still die in the end? I really can't see where his chance of survival lies. "
Zhangsan couldn't help but nod and say, "En, that's Lu Yukui's Three Corpses. If needed, Lu Yukui can directly transmit the power of the World King through space. Although the three corpses would definitely die, and Lu Yukui himself would have to consume about a hundred years of cultivation. However, if they were determined to kill him, Yang Qingxuan would not be able to escape. But in this way, the first and second place of this year's Firmament Martial Arts Symposium had both died, and the third place Zhong Jie had won the first place. Tsk tsk, among the top four, three were finished. How interesting. Just this alone is enough to shake the entire world, right? "
Moon Soul remained silent, clearly agreeing with Zhang San's words.
On the Golden Jade Tower, all the human leaders looked nervous.
They didn't want a powerful human like Yang Qingxuan to be born, but they couldn't just watch the alien race take the first place.
Therefore, other than the Mao Clan and a few other clans, everyone felt extremely complicated.
In the void, Shi Yan said in a deep voice, "Be prepared. Even if we break the rules of the competition, we must save Yang Qingxuan!"
Wu Xian frowned, glanced at his daughter, and nodded.
At this moment, Xu Weilong suddenly moved. The seal in his hand changed, and the demonic fire on his body gradually extinguished.
The imps in his body were burned, but his aura also fell to the extreme. His muscles completely withered, and he became emaciated. He was no longer a demon, but a devil.
However, the red light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
Yang Qingxuan stopped in his tracks, as if he sensed something. He raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it forward.
In an instant, countless sword tombs split open, and sword Qi rushed into the sky.
Streaks of sword light flew into the sky and danced on the Cloudvoid Ancient Battle Platform, forming the phenomenon of thousands of swords shining.
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of cultivators no longer had the heart to suppress their swords. They all shouted loudly, "Yang Qingxuan! Yang Qingxuan! "," You must win! "
Countless sword lights flew out from the sea of clouds and were sucked into the sword cloud. They fell like rain and stabbed into the Cloudvoid Ancient Battle Platform, spreading a biting cold sword intent.
The figure of the Ghost Venerable on the Ghost Parade sat cross-legged in the void, changing between reality and illusion.
Xu Weilong's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and a huge True Demon phantom appeared between heaven and earth.
He actually forcefully created a demonic light barrier in the space of the sword tomb, and it seemed like he was going to tear the sword tomb apart!
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed. He immediately sensed the changes in Xu Weilong's body. His True Essence started to rise from the Void Dharma Realm. After reaching the Extreme Dao Realm, Xu Weilong put down his hand and formed a seal. It was still the Return to Origin.
However, the changes in his cultivation did not stop. It was still rising.
"Last move, do you dare to exchange your life with mine?"
Xu Weilong's eyes shot out a cold light, piercing straight into Yang Qingxuan's body. He wanted to see through this monster inside and out.
Yang Qingxuan sneered, "You are already a dying man, so why should I exchange my life with yours? Moreover, you are neither human nor ghost, so what qualifications do you have to exchange your life with mine? If you want to kill me, this puppet is not enough. At least come out with your true body! "
Xu Weilong coldly snorted, "Whether you want to exchange or not is no longer up to you."
The might of his body was still rising. A huge crack appeared in the world of the sword tomb. Tens of thousands of swords danced around the demonic energy, resisting the demonic might with a peerless sword intent.
"Late Extreme Dao Realm … Extreme Dao Realm … Early True Glimpse Stage … Mid True Glimpse Stage … Late True Glimpse Stage … Peak True Glimpse Stage … World King Realm!"
"Boom!"
Xu Weilong's strength instantly rose to the level of a World King. He could not increase it any further, because his entire body had already begun to collapse.
But the power to destroy the heavens and earth still suppressed the entire audience.
Everyone felt that something was wrong. It was a kind of shock that went straight to the heart. It was as if the Great Dao was floating in the sky, pressing down on everyone's hearts.
"What's going on? This feeling … how can it be so terrifying?! "
There were panicked voices in the sea of clouds. Hundreds of thousands of people could not help but retreat.
Around the arena, the expressions of the eight Heavenly Lords changed drastically. At the same time, they exclaimed, "World King?!"
What kind of joke was this? How could a World King appear in the Firmament Martial Arts Sparring Competition?!
Dong Zhen's pupils constricted, and a look of shock and struggle flashed in his eyes.
At this time, even a fool would know that there was a problem.
However, Xu Weilong's palm had already accumulated power to the peak, and it struck down violently!
"This is the last strike to end everything. Myriad Streams Return to Origin!"
"Boom!"
The tens of thousands of swords shattered under this palm. The entire sword tomb was completely torn apart by the demonic energy whirlwind. The palm technique could destroy mountains and seas, shattering the universe!
The countless swords inserted into the ancient battle platform trembled and wailed at the same time, and a large number of them exploded.
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