Xiao Yang and the others also heaved a sigh of relief.
Right at this moment, the Poison Sect Master's oppressive voice sounded in the air.
"Where are the three pavilion elders?"
Pavilion Elder Lei, Pavilion Elder Buddha, and the third Pavilion Elder of the Sword Pavilion immediately flew up into the air. They quickly flew to the Poison Sect Master's side, cupped their fists, and respectfully awaited his orders. "Your disciples are here."
The Poison Sect Master frowned, and said, "Pick out a better disciple to fight that fellow's servant. Let him know how powerful we are."
As it turned out, the two great Wu Zun disciples were evenly matched. If they continued to fight, Chaos City would definitely be destroyed. That wasn't something they wanted to see. That was why they had arranged for disciples to fight.
The winner would have to listen to the loser.
The three pavilion elders were instantly put in a spot. They were the only ones who came on this mission. They didn't bring any other disciples.
Pavilion Elder Lei slowly said, "Sect Master, why don't you let me do it? I'll definitely teach that fellow a lesson."
The Poison Sect Master frowned and refused. "No way. The three of you are already pavilion elders. If word gets out, won't they say that I'm bullying others?"
The three pavilion elders couldn't help but hesitate. After thinking for a moment, they remembered Xiao Yang. They immediately said, "Sect Master, then I'll recommend someone. His name is Xiao Yang. I'll bring him here right away."
The Pavilion Elder flew on his sword and immediately descended from the sky. He quickly arrived at the courtyard and saw Xiao Yang.
"Xiao Yang, looks like we'll have to trouble you this time. The sect master invites you to come with us."
The Pavilion Elder floated in the air and stood on his snow-white flying sword as he spoke to Xiao Yang below.
Xiao Yang frowned slightly and pondered.
A fight at the level of Wu Zun wasn't something he could get involved in at his level.
However, thinking about the promise he had made previously, he decided to accept it. Driving his cultivation and executing his movement technique, he leaped into the air and landed on the sword of the Sword Pavilion Elder.
The Sword Pavilion Elder controlled the flying sword and instantly returned to the Poison Sect Master's side.
"Sect Head, I've brought him here. This is Xiao Yang, a new disciple who just stood out from the competition and was chosen by the Poison Sect."
The Sword Pavilion Elder said to the Poison Sect Master.
The Poison Sect Master's stern gaze swept over Xiao Yang as he asked in an imposing manner, "You're Xiao Yang?"
Xiao Yang was neither servile nor overbearing as he calmly replied, "Disciple Xiao Yang greets the Sovereign."
"Hmm, his temperament is not bad." The Poison Sect Master nodded slightly. This child's temperament is not bad, he thought inwardly. He then observed Xiao Yang's cultivation and said, "Hmm, fourth level Martial Ancestor Realm. Not bad."
"Xiao Yang, this Sect Head has asked you to fight. If you win, you won't be lacking in rewards. If you lose, that's fine too. Do you dare to fight?" The Poison Sect Master explained to Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang naturally wasn't afraid. In any case, the Sect Head and the three Pavilion Elders were there to support him. If something really happened that he couldn't handle, they would definitely step in to help.
"Disciple Xiao Yang is very willing to fight."
Xiao Yang agreed without hesitation, appearing to be very decisive.
Even the Sect Head had personally spoken, and in front of the other three Wu Zun at that. If he refused, wouldn't he lose face for the Poison Sect and the Sect Head? It would only make others think that he was a coward and even look down on the Poison Sect.
Since he couldn't refuse, he might as well be straightforward.
"Good, good, good."
The domineering Poison Sect Master revealed a trace of a smile and praised him three times. At the very least, his courage was top-notch.
"As expected of our Sect's disciple." His eyes were filled with praise as he looked at Xiao Yang with satisfaction, his expression confident.
He extended his hand, pointing at a black mist one hundred zhang away. "Look, that's the leader of the otherworldly items. The one you're going to fight is one of his generals. His name is Ghost Charm."
Xiao Yang looked in the direction he was pointing and saw Gui Mei.
With the memories of his past life, Xiao Yang naturally recognized this otherworldly item and wasn't afraid.
He snorted softly, then leapt into the air. In a single leap, he was within five hundred meters of his opponent and made a gesture of invitation.
This was his way of asking to fight.
With a whoosh, Gui Mei appeared out of thin air and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was already ten meters away from Xiao Yang.
Judging from his opponent's movement speed and the aura he released, he was at the fourth level of the Martial Ancestor Realm.
Both sides had nothing to say to each other. They were both representing their respective camps and also representing the Martial Saints behind them. Thus, they immediately began to fight.
"Whoosh."
Gui Mei relied on his superior speed and instantly launched an attack. His attacks were swift and fierce.
With a flip of his hand, he took out a magic treasure. The magic treasure was a long spear. It was pitch-black and emitted a dense murderous aura. He must have used this magic treasure to kill many people.
Gui Mei casually tossed it and the long spear immediately broke through the air, growing rapidly. At first, the long spear was only the size of an arm. However, as he approached Xiao Yang, it gradually grew larger. When it was about ten meters away from Xiao Yang, the long spear had already grown to ten meters in length. It looked like it was going to drown Xiao Yang.
Xiao Yang was naturally not easy to bully. With a cold snort, he flipped his hand and executed the Firmament Palm.
A huge Five Finger Mountain Palm condensed and rushed forward with a boom.
The collision between the martial skill and the magic treasure produced a huge boom. A tyrannical shock wave swept out.
After the opponent's long spear was hit, it flew back and was caught by Gui Mei.
Xiao Yang summoned the flamingo and took out some Flames of Nihility. He held it in his hand and didn't let the opponent discover it.
He knew very well that the Flames of Nihility were a sharp weapon against such cold ghosts. It was their nemesis.
"You're only so-so."
Xiao Yang smiled complacently and arrogantly glanced at the opponent. He looked as if he didn't care about the opponent at all. Gui Mei saw that disdainful and contemptuous expression and could not help but be enraged. With a roar, he instantly attacked Xiao Yang.
He waved the long spear in his hand, intending to fight Xiao Yang with his real weapon.
Xiao Yang was also not afraid of him. With a cold laugh, he executed the Thousand Poisonous Hands and met the opponent's killing move.
In an instant, countless long spear shadows enveloped Xiao Yang. Each of the long spear shadows had the terrifying killing power of a fourth level Martial Ancestor. They were not to be underestimated.
Xiao Yang was also fearless. With a cold snort, the Poisonous Hands he executed seemed to be thousands of densely packed and covered the opponent.
The exchange between the two sides instantly entered a white-hot stage. Neither side gave in and the battle became more and more intense.
Whether it was for personal glory or for the glory of the sect behind them, they could not retreat or compromise.
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