Landing in the Fantastic World

The power of the sun is endless and can melt everything.

But in front of Ziweixing, the star of the emperor, the sun can only bow his head and surrender.

"Ziwei Jiuji Sword!"

Shangguan Yi'er put her hands together, forming a strange handprint.

All the purple rays of light surrounding her turned into nine giant swords that held up to the sky.

It turned into a world-shattering sword array.

The fiery light of the Xuanji mirror was directly swallowed by the sword array.

Didn't make a splash.

Facing such a terrifying sword array.

Zhao Wuqi was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he knelt down in front of Shangguan Yi'er.

"Yi'er, don't..."

Zhao Wuqi yelled out, his voice trembling, and his face was full of fear.

Such a sword array, if cut to oneself.

Wouldn't that be wiped out.

In the face of life and death, what is there to worry about about face?

So Zhao Wuqi knelt down and begged for mercy.

Shangguan Yi'er couldn't bear it, so she didn't hit Zhao Wuqi with the sword array.

Yu waved his hand.

The originally terrifying sword array dissipated between heaven and earth.

Seeing Zhao Wuqi begging for mercy like this, all the disciples felt a bit of contempt.

The female disciple who had a good impression of him at the beginning also showed a trace of disgust in her eyes.

The majestic seven-foot man, without any backbone, actually fell to his knees and begged for mercy.

Zhao Wuqi looked a little ashamed and resentful, and stepped off the stage resentfully, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, "Today's humiliation will be returned a hundredfold in the future."

Then, looking at Han Xiu and Morog next to him, he ordered: "The opponents of the two of you are relatively weak, you can't lose any more, let me go."

Han Xiu and Morog nodded.

None of the disciples at the Lingtai and Vein-opening realms at Shangguan's house could fight, and they were already defeated by their subordinates, so there was nothing to worry about.

The second match begins.

This is a duel at the Lingtai Realm.

Han Xiu of the Zhao family confronts Du Lang of the Shangguan family.

Han Xiu stood on the stage, gently swaying a folding fan in his hand, and said calmly: "It's been a long time since I haven't seen Brother Du, I wonder if Brother Du's cultivation has improved? Why don't you make a move first, so that I can see it for you."

Looking at Han Xiu's face that didn't take himself seriously, Du Lang's eyes showed a trace of anger, "Arrogance! Look at the sword!"

"Wang Yang strikes a sword!"

In anger, Du Lang raised the long sword in his hand, rolled up the waves, and stabbed at Han Xiu with all his might.

Han Xiu smiled without saying a word, did not evade, and said indifferently: "The progress is not obvious, Brother Du still needs to practice hard."

The next moment, Han Xiu clamped Du Lang's long sword between his fingers.

Like an iron hoop, Du Lang couldn't move.

A trace of fear flashed in Du Lang's eyes.

I thought that my strength had improved, and defeating Han Xiu was no problem.

Unexpectedly, Han Xiu turned out to be so terrifying, and he caught his full-strength sword with only two fingers.

The corner of Han Xiu's mouth twitched and said, "Brother Du, work hard, how can I bear such mercy."

All the disciples in the audience burst out laughing.

Han Xiu seems to be a gentle person, but he didn't expect to have such a means to hurt others.

"The number one person in the Lingtai Realm of Shangguan's family is so level, it's ridiculous!"

"With this little strength, go home and get some milk, don't embarrass yourself on stage, haha."

"Hurry up and wipe your neck and kill yourself. My Wuliangzong doesn't need such trash disciples."

Several disciples of the Zhao family taunted to their heart's content in the audience, trying to get back all the humiliation that Zhao Wuqi had suffered just now on Du Lang.

Facing the sneers from so many disciples, Du Lang's face flushed red with embarrassment and anger.

"Snapped!"

Seeing that it was almost done, Han Xiu slapped Du Lang's chest with his palm.