The Ghost God Child was too arrogant. He was so arrogant that many young Legendary level experts were displeased.
The Son of War clenched his scimitar and tapped the hilt with his fingertips, but he was still enduring. He would attack when he couldn't.
Many of Fanyin's followers couldn't hold themselves back either. If they weren't afraid of the Great Saint behind Gui Shenzi, they would have attacked long ago.
The one he couldn't tolerate the least was Xiahou Yuan, a true disciple of the Xiahou House. What Ghost Shenzi had done was a slap to the Xiahou Sacred Land's face. What would happen to Xiahou He's reputation after this? What would happen to the Xiahou Family's reputation?
Crack!
Xiahou Yuan clenched his fist and said coldly, "Gui Shenzi, are you trying to use your Great Saint backing you to make a scene in the Saint's Meeting Ceremony? Or are you trying to court Fanyin with your own strength?"
Gui Shenzi smiled evilly and said confidently, "Why would I blaspheme the Saint's Meeting Ceremony? I am sincerely pursuing Fairy Fanyin. In the past few years, I have been rejected several times to propose marriage. Everyone should know that this time, the heroes of the world bear witness to my sincerity towards Fairy Fanyin. This time, I guarantee that if I lose, I will never harass Fairy Fanyin again, nor will I use my connections to take revenge. "
Gui Shenzi had the right to be arrogant. He was an upper level Legendary expert. After so many years, other than Xia Jiulong, the Dark Walker, and the two linen-clothed youths, no one could compete with him.
No one would dare to attack Gui Shenzi unless they were in the Upper Realm. Xia Jiulong originally wanted to provoke Ye Qinghan into attacking Gui Shenzi so that both sides would be injured. Then, he would be able to reap the benefits, so he naturally wouldn't stop Gui Shenzi.
Nowadays, most of the Legendary experts were in the middle level, including Fanyin.
Lin Wutian wanted to teach Gui Shenzi a lesson, but when he saw Ye Qinghan holding his right arm with his left hand, he gently shook his head, not allowing Lin Wutian to do anything.
Lin Wutian's strongest move was the Green Lotus Sword Song. If he used it, Xia Jiulong might not be able to survive. However, once he used it, his identity would be exposed. Ye Qinghan didn't want to take the risk. He only hoped that the Dark Walker or the two linen-clothed youths would stop Gui Shenzi.
Lin Wutian could hold himself back, but Xiahou Yuan couldn't. He drew his sword and pierced through the void, charging towards Gui Shenzi..
...
HUM — — —
The power of the sword was like a rainbow, tearing through the shackles. A Legendary expert was indeed a Legendary expert. The moment he made a move, he had the aura of an Upper Level. The Sword Qi swayed and pierced Ghost Shenzi's throat with an unstoppable force.
Whoosh!
The divine sword pierced through Gui Shenzi's throat, and his body slowly dissipated. There was not even a drop of blood. It was obvious that this was only his afterimage, and Gui Shenzi had long since left.
Boom!!
Gui Shenzi appeared behind Xiahou Yuan and slammed his palm against his back. Boundless Gui Shenzi's power penetrated Xiahou Yuan's back and sent him flying.
Poof!
Xiahou Yuan coughed up blood and flew several hundred meters away.
Just one strike!
The difference between their cultivation levels was too great. Xiahou Yuan could not be said to be weak by one major cultivation level. It could only be said that the difference of one major cultivation level was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Gui Shenzi was as calm as ever, as if he was still standing in the same spot.
Hiss! Hiss!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. The Ghost God's strength was too strong. He was so strong that other Legendary experts could not contend against him.
Xiahou Zhi Zun and Xiahou He's expression turned even uglier. If no one could defeat Gui Shenzi today, the Xiahou Sacred Ground would lose face.
The Chess Saint, who was sitting far away, frowned. He looked at the two young men beside him, and then at Gui Shenzi. He could not help but sigh. It would be easy for the two young men to kill Gui Shenzi if they worked together. However, if they were to fight alone, they would lose without a doubt.
"You've gone too far!"
Boom!!
The Son of War roared. He pulled out his blade and soared into the sky. His battle intent was majestic, like a broken dam, rushing in all directions.
"Battle Symbol Art!"
Whoosh!!
The blade light tore through the shackles. It was as fast as lightning, and afterimages filled the sky. It was impossible to distinguish between the real body and the afterimages.
Shoo! Shoo!
Gui Shenzi was even faster. Countless afterimages faced off against the afterimages of the Son of War. In an instant, all the afterimages were scattered, and the real body returned. His sharp claws tore through the void and grabbed the Son of War's scimitar.
Boom!!
The two of them clashed. Shockwaves blasted out in all directions, and the earth shook. If it were not for the pressure of a Saint, the mountains and rivers would have been lifted.
The Son of War was like a god of war. His strength was overwhelming, but he could not move an inch. Instead, Gui Shenzi used his divine power and sent him flying with a palm.
"Not bad. Your speed and strength are enough. It's just that your cultivation level is a little low. Your overall strength is also weak. So what if you've reached the upper level?" Gui Shenzi stood there with his hands behind his back. He did not move an inch.
Since the Son of War had lost, it was even more impossible for the others to fight.
Fanyin looked around and did not see Ye Qinghan. She clenched her fist, and the string appeared in her hand. She took a deep breath and said calmly, "I'll do it myself."
Lin Wutian could see that Fanyin could not win against Gui Shenzi even if she used all her strength. He stood up with his sword and said firmly, "You're still a Martial Aunt. How can I let you fight a piece of trash? I'm willing to fight for you so that you won't dirty your hands."
Whoosh!!
Lin Wutian's momentum swept the heaven and earth. Thousands of swords bowed to the emperor. The swords in the hands of countless people involuntarily soared into the sky, intertwining with each other.
Gui Shenzi frowned and looked at Lin Wutian. His hand trembled, and a dark sword hilt appeared. He held the divine sword with his big hand, and a trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes.
Lin Wutian slowly walked forward, his footsteps following the rhythm of heaven and earth. The swords in the hands of countless upper level cultivators trembled and whistled. They wanted to draw their swords and soar into the sky, but they were all suppressed by the upper level cultivators.
Sword Qi was gathering, and sword Qi filled the air.
Lin Wutian stared at Gui Shenzi and said coldly, "Destroying the Saint's audience ceremony should be a death sentence. Making fun of the Saint of Sky Reaching Cult is also a death sentence."
Gui Shenzi raised an evil smile and asked disdainfully, "Is that so? But I want to kill you today, and no one can stop me. "
At this moment, Ye Qinghan could not wait any longer. Lin Wutian could not do anything to Gui Shenzi without using the Green Lotus Sword Song. He could not let Lin Wutian expose his identity.
"Stay here and don't go out."
Ye Qinghan glanced at Lin Xue indifferently and stepped out of the pavilion. His steps were light, and he walked step by step out of the city.
"Wutian, step back. It's better to let Master fight this battle."
The majestic voice was mighty, and it shook the ears of all the cultivators around.
Xiahou He's face was filled with joy. He secretly transmitted a message, "Ye Qinghan, cripple him! Otherwise, I don't know where to put my Xiahou Clan's face. "
Ye Qinghan's face was expressionless. He only nodded and stepped into the center of the battlefield. His aura was restrained, but everyone could see that he was a middle level cultivator.
"Who are you? I don't kill nameless people. "Gui Shenzi asked coldly.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan waved his hand to adjust the Yin-Yang Bagua Taoist Robe. He smiled faintly and said, "I'm your father. Did you ask for my permission to marry my wife?"
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