Su Yi hadn't seen the Red Dragon Divine Weapon for a few days, but he was still shocked, and his blood was boiling.
As the monstrous Demon Qi retreated, the Heavenly Origin Demon Soul released a dazzling light like the sun.
The Demon Qi turned into pure Heaven and Earth Energy and flowed into his Dantian Sea of Qi.
"The Demon Qi contains such a huge amount of energy?"
Su Yi couldn't help but feel puzzled. He drank half a bottle of Spiritual Liquid, and all the pores on his body opened up and connected to the Heaven and Earth Energy. His body was recovering at an incredible speed.
Touching the place where he was pierced, Su Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly. He immediately took back the Starry Sky Soul.
The Red Dragon Divine Weapon let out a sharp roar, and an amazing golden spear pierced through the layers of darkness. The whole fighting ring was cut in half in an instant.
Duanmu Xiao Man's long gaze anxiously watched the situation on the field. Amidst the haze, Duanmu Xiao Man frowned slightly.
"Someone went in! Who is it? "She murmured, and her eyes passed through the black fog and fell on Draconis.
"They are so strong! These two guys have a bright future!"
"Did you see it clearly? Who won? "
The warriors in the audience were discussing. They couldn't figure out what was going on, and the fighting ring full of Demon Qi became mysterious.
The spectating experts' gazes were solemn. The strength of the two of them had already reached an unimaginable level!
Above the battle stage, a pitch-black void appeared. Within the chaotic space, everything had turned into fragments.
The monstrous Devil Qi gradually dissipated and rose into the air, turning into a mass of black clouds.
"Who is it? Who came out? "
The crowd could vaguely see a figure walking out of the black fog, and they all started to guess.
"Chi!"
The sound of silk tearing was suddenly heard, and the black fog was cut open by a cross-shaped sword light.
At the same time, the long fiery red wings on the back of the newcomer shook slowly. The rising black fog was accompanied by the fluctuation of the air, and the sound of wind and thunder resounded like thunder from the Ninth Heaven.
Among the aristocratic families, Long Ao's eyes were cold, and several cultivators from the aristocratic families stood up.
Yun Zhongli's eyes shone brightly as he spread his Soul Energy to the fighting ring where Su Yi was.
Dugu Yumo, Xu Chen, Su Wan'er, Yun Liang, and Lan Xiaolian took a step forward at the same time. Their mouths were slightly agape as they felt the sharp and murderous aura sweeping through the area.
Dugu Yumo listened attentively. His fan-like eyelashes fluttered rapidly. His blood-red lips curled up slightly as he whispered.
"What Mu Yang said makes sense! You are barely qualified to be my opponent! "
Xu Chen frowned when he heard this, and he looked at the figure in the mist with slight anger!
Wind and thunder were raging in the surroundings, and the howling of the wind could be heard everywhere. The howling of the remaining souls could be heard everywhere.
The black fog turned from dark black to light black, and then to gray white. A large area of space instantly froze.
Bai Mingshan, who had been injured by Yun Lingfeng, had an ashen face. His tiger-like eyes were filled with loneliness. With the help of two Shenjian Gate disciples, he anxiously looked at the situation within the black fog.
"The two of them will have an ending in the end!" Situ Liuyun sighed. This time, Shenjian Gate could be considered to be in the limelight in the entire Tianfeng Ranking Tournament.
However, it was not in the usual way. His body could not help but move forward with his hands crossed. His eyes were full of prayers!
Situ Liuyun already had an answer in his heart. Of course, he hoped that Shenjian Gate could end in a righteous way.
Great Ancestor Shen Jian had spent his entire life slaying demons and protecting swords. He founded Shenjian Gate with the name of Divine Sword. His lifetime of fame could not be ruined by his own negligence.
The green robe fluttered in the air, and the ragged corner of the robe was lifted high up by the chilly wind. The destructive sword power broke the last layer of dark mist, and a young man walked out from the dark mist, looking determined and calm.
The moment he walked out, the man's eyes were clear, and his aura was calm. Divine rings intertwined around his body.
Mysterious and unpredictable strange energy surrounded him. He was like a young Human Emperor. His aura was extraordinary, domineering, and destructive!
An extremely powerful aura spread out from his feet. Every time he took a casual step, the cracks below the stage would deepen by an inch!
The space exploded, and a baleful energy that could topple mountains and overturn seas instantly rushed into the sky. A vast and boundless energy of heaven and earth poured into everyone's faces like a cool breeze.
Everyone was stunned. If the person who came was not Su Yi, who else could it be?
Dong, dong, dong!
At that moment, everyone's hearts seemed to have stopped. They watched as this god-like young man walked steadily toward Shenjian Gate.
Thump, thump, thump!
Their hearts were beating wildly, as if they would jump out of their chests in the next second. Everyone, including Situ Liuyun, had a trace of ecstasy on their faces.
Yun Lingfeng did not appear, but he had completely defeated the remaining fire in Bai Mingshan's heart!
He closed his eyes faintly, and his old body went limp at the last second. Two streaks of tears flowed down his trembling lips. His entire face was dispirited and pale as he sighed bitterly.
"I lost! I still lost in the end! "
These words were clearly directed at Suruga, but Suruga did not show any joy. But from his tightly clenched fists, one could see the pride and unyieldingness in Suruga's heart!
Two years ago, he had saved them, but he had not expected to receive the most terrifying talent in the history of Shenjian Gate!
More than a year ago, he had missed a golden opportunity and allowed Su Yi to escape from Shenjian Gate. This was not only a loss to Shenjian Gate, but also a pain that Suruga could not bear to part with!
When Suruga found out that Su Yi was not dead, only the heavens knew that this was the happiest thing that had happened to Suruga in decades.
And in front of him, Su Yi was calmly walking toward him, holding the ancestor's divine sword in his hand!
The flames behind him soared into the sky, incomparably mystical. That was the pride and arrogance in Suruga's heart!
All of his arrogance, all of his forbearance, all of his pain, all of it had been vented out by Su Yi at this moment!
The Sword Yama Suruga from back then had finally shone in the Tianfeng Ranking Competition!
Instantly, everyone present had turned into light and slipped away. On the vast and boundless square, everything had become so heroic.
The two youths' faces slowly overlapped, and the two unyielding faces overlapped in an instant!
The two of them had been implicated by Duanmu Qingtian at the same time, and had mysteriously become master and disciple. What kind of fate was this?
Perhaps, only Suruga knew that in the near future, Su Yi would become the most powerful person in this world, and the knot in his heart would finally be untied along with Su Yi's strength!
Su Yi's face was filled with unprecedented respect, and his eyes seemed to radiate with light and ripples.
Looking at the short but strong figure in front of him, he knew that this was his true master in the Tianyan Continent!
It was him who had brought him back from the Barbaric Demon Forest and saved him from the fire and water. It was also this old man who had rushed in front of him and faced the siege of the Shenjian Gate's elders for him!
It was also him who had stepped forward bravely several times during the Sacred Martial Assembly!
In his impression, Su Yi's image of his father was already too blurry. Looking at this old man again, Su Yi's eyes gradually moistened!
Holding the Scarlet Dragon Divine Weapon with both hands, a sharp dragon roar soared into the sky, shaking the heavens!
Su Yi knelt on one knee, holding back the sourness in his nose and the tears in his eyes. Borrowing the power of the White Flood Dragon Divine Weapon's sound wave technique, he shouted loudly.
"Disciple Su Yi! Greetings, Master! "
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