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Universal Coffin versus Si Xunmei
When the golden scepter appeared, it was magnificent, as if it had absorbed the rich aura of ten thousand worlds. It enveloped Wentian Young Master and strengthened his defense!
At the same time, his speed instantly increased!
"I have a first grade awakened godly body. Unless your godly body is stronger than mine, you will not be able to hurt me. With the golden scepter, I am invincible!"
Wentian Young Master shouted coldly. His confidence had increased a little. However, a ray of light came from afar. It was a plum blossom!
Clang!
The sword came out like a plum blossom!
Fast!
Incomparably fast!
Wentian Young Master did not expect that the sword would suddenly increase its speed to such an extent!
The golden scepter above his head seemed to have been injured by the sword, and cracks appeared!
"Retreat!"
Wentian Young Master's face turned pale. What a sharp sword!
His body turned into a golden light and disappeared from the spot. The golden scepter was a gold elemental talent and was famous for its speed!
However, the sword followed closely behind!
In the next moment, a painful cry rang out. Under countless gazes, Wentian Young Master's white clothes were stained with blood. Then, a severed arm fell to the ground!
At the same time, a cold sword was pointed at his neck. It was Si Xunmei's sword!
"I admit defeat!"
Wentian Young Master held his severed arm and said with a pale face.
Hearing this, Si Xunmei's expression did not change. She kept her sword and left proudly!
"He won. What was that sword?"
"I thought Wentian Young Master could win. Who knew that he couldn't even block a single sword?"
"Oh my god, it seems like Si Xunmei is the number one rookie of the second generation!"
After a short moment of silence, a large number of exclamations rang out.
Wentian Young Master was one of the twenty second generation rookies. There was no doubt about his strength. In the battle between him and Si Xunmei, even if he could not win, it would not be easy for Si Xunmei to win. However, the result was that Wentian Young Master's arm was severed and he was defeated by a single sword!
The gap between them was beyond everyone's imagination!
Even the remaining second-generation rookies had extremely grave expressions on their faces!
"Si Xunmei, I will fight you!"
Of course, none of the geniuses who were able to become second generation newcomers would admit defeat easily. Soon, a young man carrying a huge coffin walked out of the drill ground. Following his footsteps, thousands of ghosts howled. He was Black Jail, one of the strongest among the second generation newcomers!
It was said that he was the reincarnation of the King Yanluo of Hell. He had experienced thousands of lifetimes in the myriad of worlds and had been the King Yanluo of Hell for tens of thousands of years!
For a moment, everyone was looking forward to it even more. They did not seem to believe that Si Xunmei was really so powerful!
"Reincarnator!"
At this moment, Lin Ling was also looking at the drill ground. He knew that Black Prison wasn't weak. After all, there weren't many people among the second generation newcomers that he was afraid of, and Black Prison was one of them!
"Sir Lin Ling, can Black Prison win?" Falling Flowers Flowing Water Sword asked.
Lin Ling pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "There's only a 30% chance!"
"No way!"
Falling Flowers Flowing Water Sword's eyes narrowed. Was the difference really that big?
Beside him, the Moonlight Swordsman clenched his fists tightly. He was originally the strongest genius in the assessment, but now, he had encountered demons that were each stronger than the previous one. This was a huge blow to him. Of course, Lin Ling was also one of the reasons why he was affected.
"It shouldn't be possible. I think it's a 50-50 chance. After all, many people in the six camps have heard of Black Prison's name. I don't think he will lose!" "Yes."
The Moonlight Swordsman said in disbelief.
Hearing that, Lin Ling shook his head. He did not explain further. The facts had proven everything!
"Oh right, where's Yu 'er?"
Lin Ling frowned and asked. An Yuer had not appeared until now, which made him very puzzled!
"Sister Yu 'er has been with Senior Xunmei all this time. Perhaps only Senior Xunmei knows where Sister Yu' er is!" Youyou was also worried.
"I hope Yu 'er is fine!"
Lin Ling suddenly had a bad feeling.
At this moment, on the drill ground, two second-generation rookies were looking at each other from afar. An oppressive aura spread out.
"Si Xunmei, I have long heard of your name. Today, you seem to be the strongest in the drill ground. This means that if I defeat you, I will be the number one second-generation rookie!"
Black Prison took off the huge coffin behind him and placed his hand on the coffin!
A black ancient aura spread out!
"Universe Giant Coffin!"
Some ancient martial artists cried out in alarm. A long, long time ago, they had heard that there was a coffin floating around the universe, and that anyone who encountered it would die. And this was indeed the case. Every martial artist that encountered the coffin had died an unnatural death, causing the Universe Giant Coffin to become a taboo for all martial artists!
Who was buried in this coffin? No one knew, but it was certain that the owner of the coffin was an ancient warrior from the Ancient Era!
However, in recent years, the Universe Giant Coffin had disappeared!
Who would have thought that the Universe Giant Coffin was mentioned by Black Prison!
"You are no match for me!"
On the other side, Si Xunmei's expression remained calm. She stared at the mysterious coffin and said indifferently.
"That might not be the case!"
Black Prison chuckled and slammed his right hand on the coffin. Black fog drifted out from the coffin and was sucked into his nose. A layer of black moss appeared on his body!
"Yama's Eighteen Hells!"
Black Prison's voice became dignified. He activated a majestic Realm Origin Energy. Ghost Qi, Evil Qi, and Yama Qi intertwined and turned into eighteen fists that were like meteors!
He was the Yama King who had reincarnated for tens of thousands of years. His martial arts experience had reached a terrifying limit!
"Sending Plum Blossom!"
Facing the eighteen fists, Si Xunmei's sword trembled. She did not use any complicated Realm Origin Martial Arts. Her sword was like a blossoming plum blossom!
"You are stronger than Young Master Wentian. To defeat you, I will need to use a lot of swords!"
The sky was filled with sword shadows. Snow fluttered and plum blossoms danced!
Sword after sword, layer upon layer, surged towards the eighteen fists, causing cracks to immediately appear on the eighteen fists!
"Great Prison!"
Seeing this, Black Prison roared and more black fog drifted out from the coffin in front of him! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Suddenly, the eighteen fists in front of her shook. Yaksha, Yama King, and the Yellow Spring Emperor all appeared. Moreover, there were scenes of the eighteen hells!
The most terrifying thing was that the scenes of the eighteen hells actually followed Si Xunmei's sword and attacked her!
This was an attack that affected the soul!
Crack! Crack!
Crack! Plum blossoms bloomed in the sky. Ice and snow filled the sky and immediately froze the eighteen hells. However, there were still many scenes of hell that rushed towards Si Xunmei!
"Good, good, good!"
Seeing this scene, many people could not help but cheer. Black Prison was indeed worthy of his name!
"Snow Embryo Plum Blossom Bone!"
However, Si Xunmei's eyes flashed slightly. More swords danced out. Those swords shook out plum blossoms and continuously danced towards Black Prison!
"Heavenly Prison!"
Seeing this, Black Prison knew that the critical moment had arrived. Because, as long as Si Xunmei was entangled by his eighteen hells, then he would win!
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