The Sky Emperor's face darkened. She knew that Emperor Le was heartless. She would kick men away after playing with them, but she had not expected her to be this heartless. She flipped faster than one could flip a book. It was best not to provoke such a woman.
Previously, the Sky Emperor had liked to flirt with Emperor Le. After all, they were all experienced immortal emperors. It did not matter if they played together. Now that she thought about it, if she became useless one day, she might be kicked away by Emperor Le.
"Why is Brother Tian angry? Even if I take a male disciple, it will not affect our relationship."
Seeing the Sky Emperor's sour expression, Emperor Le immediately came over to coax her.
"Aiya, you are still angry. I will not take this disciple, alright? Let him die."
Emperor Le saw that the Sky Emperor's face was still sullen and knew that he was really angry. In front of so many people, she had grabbed the Sky Emperor's arm and swung it back and forth. Among the Five Emperors, the Sky Emperor liked her the most and supported her the most. If she lost this support, Emperor Le would not have an easy time.
After all, she was ranked last among the Five Emperors of the Sky Palaces. In terms of experience and resources, she could not compare to the men. Without the support of the Sky Emperor, her position in the sky palaces would not be stable.
The Five Emperors of the Sky Palaces were not just chosen from the Southern Heaven Realm. The Eastern Heaven Realm, Western Heaven Realm, and Northern Heaven Realm were also participating. If Emperor Le's power weakened, Emperor Lan and Emperor Shi might very well climb up. She had to be careful.
"Then why don't you kill him for me to see?"
The Sky Emperor knew that Emperor Le was not a woman to be trifled with, but his heart softened when she grabbed his arm and swung it. After all, there were not many beautiful women at such a high level of Cultivation. Although some were beautiful, they were not as capable as Emperor Le, and only knew how to stick to him.
Therefore, the Sky Emperor suggested that Emperor Le find a way to kill Du Feng to show her loyalty.
"Really, just for such a small matter, just watch me."
Previously, Emperor Le had not been able to interfere with the competition on the stage, and could not send voice transmissions. But after hearing the Celestial Thearch's words, she made a strange hand gesture in the audience stand. The cymbals held by contestant number 72 on the stage suddenly grew bigger and flew towards Du Feng.
To be exact, the copper cymbals were like two super huge sesame seed cakes, which were rushing towards Du Feng, treating him like a sesame seed cake with meat.
What's going on? Du Feng immediately felt that something was wrong. He had been observing contestant number 72 and didn't seem to have any other trump cards. Just as he was about to defeat his opponent, the pair of cymbals flew out of his hands.
"Explode!"
At this time, Du Feng could not hesitate. He directed the serpentine sword energy to bypass the cymbals and then exploded beside contestant number 72. Instead of attacking the cymbals, he went around them to attack the man.
Once the snake-shaped sword qi exploded, the sword rays attached to it were like steel needles, stabbing contestant number 72's face, almost turning him into a hedgehog. What was even more unfortunate was that these sword rays were still drilling in.
Du Feng's attack succeeded, and at the same time, the cymbals flew before him. It was too late to dodge. He stretched out the Dragon Riding Sword to block the attack of the cymbals. Seeing this, Emperor Le was overjoyed.
"Bam!"
The Dragon Riding Sword had just touched the cymbals when they exploded, and both of them exploded at the same time. The huge impact directly threatened Du Feng's safety. A small mushroom cloud rose up in the arena, and contestant number 72 was sent flying backwards from the impact.
His face was already full of sword rays, and he did not have much fighting power left. With the cymbals exploding, he could not hold on any longer and was sent flying. He fell off the stage, tasting fresh blood. The clothes on his chest were also torn. Although he was not dead, his injuries were not light.
Du Feng was closer to the epicenter of the explosion than he was, but he was not sent flying. Everyone guessed that he might have been blown to smithereens on the spot. At such a close distance, if he was not blown to smithereens, he would have been sent flying.
"Do you guys think that contestant number 666 is still alive?"
"It's impossible for him to be alive. I bet he was blown to pieces."
The audience guessed, wanting to know how Du Feng had been blown to smithereens.
"If you ask me, he was directly blown to smithereens. There won't even be any residue left."
A bearded audience member had seen the power of the explosion and judged that Du Feng had been blown to smithereens. Because the cymbals were of a high grade, the power of the explosion was naturally great. Such a strong shockwave could even destroy the stage. How could he be alive?
"Yes, yes, yes. Even his soul was blown to smithereens. His body and spirit were definitely destroyed. If you ask me, Emperor Le's nephew is really ruthless. "
"Yeah, who would have thought that he could still do this at the end."
Just now, everyone saw that Du Feng had the upper hand. Who would have thought that Emperor Le's nephew could turn the tables and come up with such a move at the end. Based on his previous performance, no one could tell at all. Since he was going to blow up the cymbals, why didn't he prepare in advance? He was blown out of the stage and even injured himself.
"What do you know? This is called the Sacrificial Technique. If he had prepared in advance, that brat Du Feng would have seen through it. "
There were also people analyzing for participant number 72. He might have done this to ensure his success rate. As for participant number 72, he was lying on the ground in agony, unable to get up. Because he was not the one who had detonated the cymbals, he was not prepared at all.
He was suffering in his heart, but he did not dare to say it out loud. If he did, he would be exposed. More importantly, his chest hurt every time he breathed, and he was coughing up blood non-stop. He could not speak at all. Not only was his physical body severely injured, but even his spiritual sense was injured.
The damage from the explosion of the cymbals was much more severe than the sword gleam that had stabbed his face. If he wanted to be ruthless, he should be ruthless towards Emperor Le. But did he dare to hate? He did not dare at all. Therefore, he could only bear with it.
"Quick, look! That's participant number 666."
When the smoke dissipated, a figure was revealed on the stage. This person stood upright, without a single injury on his body. Not even a speck of dust could be seen on his white clothes. He stood in the wind, looking very suave.
"What number 666? His name is Du Feng."
Some female martial artists had already been mesmerized by Du Feng's suave posture, and took the initiative to help him advertise.
The Flame Emperor pursed his lips and did not speak. Actually, he had seen it clearly. At the moment of the explosion, Du Feng hurriedly hid in a corner of the stage. His entire body was curled up, and he used his golden scales to cover himself. He even put up a green protective shield outside, which was why he was not injured.
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