As Zhuge Jian turned around and stabbed his sword at Long Yu's neck, the crowd gasped.
In an occasion like the Martial Competition of the Seven Sects, there was actually someone who openly turned the tables and attacked someone from their own sect. It was truly shocking.
Such a situation was rarely seen in the history of the Tang Empire.
Everyone from the Zhentian Clan stood up from their seats. Their faces were filled with anger. Zhuge Jian was so shameless. He must have been bribed by someone!
As for the person who bribed him, it was most likely the Left Duke, Chu Chaosheng.
At that moment, Zhuge Jian and Long Yu stood with their backs to each other. There was almost no distance between them.
When Zhuge Jian turned around and stabbed his sword, Long Yu had no time to react. However, no one expected that he had been guarding against Zhuge Jian from the very beginning.
"Lunar Wings!"
Long Yu shouted. Immediately, the Lunar Wings spread out from his back, emitting a surge of Lunar Qi.
At that moment, the Lunar Force descended upon the arena. Zhuge Jian, who was close at hand, was shrouded in the Lunar Force.
The boundless Extreme Yin Frost Power caused Zhuge Jian's body to completely stiffen, and he barely managed to release his Heaven Suppressing Domain. After resisting for a while, he realized that Long Yu had already taken the opportunity to turn around and punch him.
Dragon Fist of the Nine Nether!
Long Yu's reaction speed was beyond everyone's expectations. This punch at such a close distance made it even more impossible for Zhuge Jian to dodge.
The energy of the Netherworld exploded out!
Almost at the same moment that Zhuge Jian attacked with his sword, Long Yu released the Lunar Force and threw a punch at him. This punch was the most basic Dragon Fist of the Nine Nether. He didn't use the Road to the Underworld or the Spirit of the Underworld.
However, there was no way that Zhuge Jian could block such a punch!
"Kill!"
With a bang, Zhuge Jian, who was dressed in purple, was sent flying by the punch and fell heavily onto the ground. The Qi of the Underworld entered his body in an instant.
He wanted to launch a sneak attack on Long Yu and take the opportunity to kill Long Yu so that he could claim credit with Chu Chaosheng. Unfortunately, he was seen through by Long Yu and was sent flying with a single punch. All the meridians in his body were damaged, and even his dantian was severely injured. His cultivation was destroyed in a single day.
"Courting death."
When facing a fellow that launched a surprise attack like this, Long Yu naturally had no reason to spare him, and he directly circulated the Ninth Hell Energy within his body to destroy his Dantian.
All of this happened in a short span of one or two breaths. It was so fast that the people around them did not have time to react before Zhuge Jian was sent flying by Long Yu and had his cultivation destroyed.
"Since the Lunar Force has been released, let's continue killing!"
A bright light flickered in Long Yu's eyes. He didn't take the eleven people around him seriously at all. With a wave of his hand, the Lunar Wings unfurled and carried him up into the sky.
"Dragon Spear of the Nine Nether, Ten Thousand Kill!"
Long Yu's figure descended from the sky. A pair of Lunar Wings unfurled, making him look like a descending eagle. His spear carried boundless murderous intent as it charged towards a Broken Blade Sect disciple!
That Broken Blade Sect disciple was the expert that released the Broken Blade Realm. He was considered one of the best among the Broken Blade Sect disciples.
However, at this moment, when faced with Long Yu's spear, he only had the thought of escaping. He did not have the courage to fight back.
"Run!"
However, could his speed compare to Long Yu's?
The Dragon Spear of the Nine Nether was like a maggot attached to a bone. With a strong murderous intent, it sent the Broken Blade Sect disciple flying. He landed heavily at the edge of the Imperial Army's dojo and did not move an inch.
Long Yu's spear had already shattered the Broken Blade Sect disciple's meridians, and he immediately lost his life.
"Let me remind you that there are so many of you attacking me. In a moment of desperation, I can't hold back. Don't blame me if you lose your life."
Long Yu held the Dragon Spear of the Nine Nether and extended the Lunar Wings on his back. He turned around and stood proudly.
His eyes swept across the remaining ten third-layer True Spirit Realm disciples. The corner of his mouth curled up as he reminded them with a cold smile.
"Lose your life!"
A Thousand Thread Sect disciple sneered, "This kid is only bluffing. How is it possible for us to surrender?"
"That's right. Although Long Yu is strong, we are not weak either. If we join forces against him, it's impossible for us to lose!"
"He won't be able to last long alone. Let's continue to exhaust his Xuan Qi and exhaust him!"
They all thought that Long Yu was bluffing!
However, a cold light flashed across Long Yu's eyes.
Was he bluffing?
I'm only reminding you that I'm giving you the chance to surrender! Since you don't want to surrender, don't blame me!
In the next moment, Long Yu's body turned into a gray flowing light and suddenly appeared behind the sneering Thousand Thread Sect disciple.
"You're saying that I'm bluffing?"
Long Yu said indifferently. The Dragon Spear of the Nine Nether pierced through the Dantian of the Thousand Thread Sect disciple at an extremely fast speed with boundless killing intent!
Long Yu didn't need to use any tricks to deal with a third-layer True Spirit Realm Thousand Thread Sect disciple. He could directly crush him with his strength!
The speed and shadow illusions that the Thousand Thread Sect disciple was so proud of were useless against Long Yu's even faster speed.
In an instant, the Thousand Thread Sect disciple died!
Dong! Dong! Dong!
The hearts of the remaining nine people sped up and beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads.
This Long Yu was so fast that they couldn't react at all!
"Let's gather together!"
Someone immediately suggested. As long as the remaining nine people gathered together, no matter who Long Yu wanted to deal with, they would be able to react quickly and launch a fatal attack on Long Yu.
However, as they gathered together, they realized that their thinking was too naive.
"Nine Nether Explosion!"
Long Yu punched the ground, and immediately, the ground where the nine of them were gathered exploded with a Nine Nether Explosion, forming a pillar of Nine Nether Qi that suddenly shot up.
This sudden change caused the nine people to be frightened, and all of them hurriedly fled to the side.
However, there were still two people who couldn't dodge in time and were hit by the Nine Nether Explosion. They couldn't resist at all and their meridians were instantly eroded by the Nine Nether Qi!
"Heaven-suppressing Spear Technique, Layers of Spear Shadows!"
Long Yu waved the Dragon Spear of the Nine Nether in his hand and instantly swept out layers of spear shadows, killing a Hidden Fire Sect disciple who was fleeing in a hurry!
Long Yu used his actions to prove that he wasn't bluffing!
He didn't want to kill in the Seven Sect Martial Competition, but the Martial Skills that he cultivated were all Martial Skills that killed people.
He gave these people a chance to admit defeat, but they thought he was bluffing and still wanted to join forces to deal with him.
If that was the case, what did Long Yu have to feel guilty about?
In an instant, there were only five people left from the eleven people who were originally surrounding Long Yu. The other six people were either dead or disabled. They had all lost their ability to fight.
Such a scene shocked everyone and it happened in an instant!
When they saw this scene, someone finally couldn't sit still any longer.
"Stop!"
A shout came from the spectator area of the Hidden Fire Sect. Then, a figure in a red robe stepped out and quickly attacked the battlefield. It was the Palace Master of the Hidden Fire Sect, Huo Haishan!
Long Yu had killed Huo Haishan's son, Huofu, and he had yet to take revenge. Now, Long Yu was actually slaughtering his Hidden Fire Sect disciple in front of him. How could he tolerate this?
As Huo Haishan appeared, the Sect Master of the Broken Blade Sect, Chu Shanwu, the burly man, also held a broken blade and leaped toward the battlefield at an extremely fast speed!
The talent that Long Yu had displayed was truly too frightening. They absolutely wouldn't allow such an existence to truly grow!
The Pavilion Master of the Qingcheng Pavilion, the lady in red, Fang Qiaoyun, didn't do anything.
Her eyes flashed. She realized that although Long Yu had killed many people, he didn't touch the female disciple of the Qingcheng Pavilion. Under such circumstances, there was no need for her to make a move.
When Huo Haishan and Chu Shanwu, the Sect Masters and Sect Masters of the two major sects, attacked the battlefield, the tens of thousands of people in the Imperial Army turned to look at the Left Duke, Chu Chaosheng, who was in the largest spectator area.
Chu Chaosheng's eyes narrowed slightly. He hadn't expected Long Yu to be so courageous.
He already knew that Long Yu's strength was extraordinary, but he hadn't expected that even 11 sect disciples of the same Martial Path realm wouldn't be a match for Long Yu.
Even the pawn that he had secretly bribed, Zhuge Jian, didn't have any effect!
Naturally, Chu Chaosheng could tell that Zhuge Jian's sneak attack had failed not because he was too weak, but because Long Yu was too vigilant.
This kind of kid was really too difficult to deal with!
Chu Chaosheng didn't make any moves. He just watched as the two Sect Masters, Huo Haishan and Chu Shanwu, rushed toward Long Yu.
"Dream on!"
Bai Yunzong, who was in the Zhentian Clan, immediately shouted when he saw this. The true form of the long spear appeared behind him, and he dashed toward the battlefield at an extremely fast speed, blocking Huo Haishan's path!
The Sect Master of the Ice Sect, Tang Qin, also made a move. Her Ice Domain immediately blocked Chu Shanwu's advance.
In the Seven Sect Martial Competition, the Sect Masters and Sect Masters of the four major sects were actually fighting against each other, and the cause was a Zhentian Clan disciple who was in the third level of the True Spirit Realm!
"Tang Qin, do you really want to become enemies with my Broken Saber Sect?!"
Chu Shanwu said in a deep and gruff voice. One could see that the broken saber in his hand was already covered in a thick layer of ice. Tang Qin's Martial Path realm was comparable to his. At this moment, it was impossible for him to break through Tang Qin's obstruction.
"Chu Shanwu, I'm just reminding you not to break the rules."
Tang Qin chuckled. Her graceful figure under the sky-blue silk robe was surrounded by dancing ice and snow, looking incomparably beautiful.
The Seven Sect Martial Competition was a competition between the younger generation, and the elders couldn't interfere. This was an iron rule.
However, Huo Haishan and Chu Shanwu had ignored this rule and wanted to attack Long Yu. If others said that Tang Qin was in the "right", she naturally wasn't afraid.
Bai Yunzong was the same. He and Tang Qin had only stopped two fellows who wanted to break the rules of the Seven Sect Martial Competition!
However, at this moment, another shout came from outside the battlefield.
"Stinking brat, you dare to slaughter the disciples of the major sects at the Seven Sect Martial Competition? You're simply courting death. Today, I, Wang Jue, will help the Left Prince clean up a vermin like you!"
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