Peerless Divine Emperor

Qin Xuan looked at the other eight people and said, "Since we have reached this point, we should not rely on the advantage of numbers anymore. We should fight with our own strength. In this way, it is worth coming here."

Others nodded slightly when they heard Qin Xuan's words. They thought so too.

Several of them came from the same team. They relied on the advantage of numbers to get to where they are now. Now they are all in the top ten. So it is better to rely on their own strength to get a ranking. This way, they can feel at ease. Moreover, they also want to test what level their own strength is among their peers. This is just an opportunity.

"I am no exception. If anyone thinks that their strength can surpass me, they can fight me." Qin Xuan added, his face looked very calm, as if revealing an invisible confidence.

If you don't agree with him, you can also fight him.

Peng Yuxuan glanced at Qin Xuan. This guy knew that no one was his opponent, but he still said such hypocritical words. Is it interesting?

It's really hypocritical.

"I am convinced by Young Master Qin's strength. I am willing to admit defeat." One of them bowed to Qin Xuan, looking very serious. He always claimed to be a genius, but after coming to Wangtianque, he found that there were many people of the same generation who were comparable to them, and there were also many people who were better than him, such as Peng Jing and Xiang Daolong, and Qin Xuan was the best among them, which was simply beyond his reach.

"Thank you." Qin Xuan nodded slightly to the man.

"We also think so. Young Master Qin is the well-deserved number one. No one will object." Several other people also echoed.

Qin Xuan's eyes swept over the people. He didn't know whether these people's words were from the heart or just for show, but one thing was certain, his strength conquered these people, so they willingly gave up the first place.

"Please do as you please." Qin Xuan said.

"There is one more thing. I don't know what Young Master Qin thinks we should do?" One person glanced at Peng Yuxuan, as if hinting at how to deal with Peng Yuxuan.

Qin Xuan looked at the man deeply. He was very thoughtful and kept himself out of the matter. He made all the decisions. Even if Peng Yuxuan wanted to settle accounts in the future, it would only be on his head, and it had nothing to do with others.

"Don't hurt her life, don't use despicable means, the rest is up to you." Qin Xuan said lightly.

Peng Yuxuan's beautiful eyes stagnated, and she looked at Qin Xuan with some surprise. She thought Qin Xuan would let others do whatever they wanted, but she didn't expect Qin Xuan to protect her a little. However, if she thought that doing this would resolve the resentment in her heart, it would be too simple!

The man nodded gently, then looked at Peng Yuxuan, clasped his fists and said: "Princess, I'm sorry!"

As soon as the voice fell, his body turned into a series of residual shadows and rushed out. Countless illusory Peng shadows appeared between heaven and earth. Each Peng shadow was filled with a very strong aura, seemingly real and illusory, dazzling people.

This person is from the Huanpeng clan. He is good at body movements and illusions. He can hide in the void to fight. It is difficult to find his true body. People don't know where he will appear next moment. He is a natural killer.

Many Peng shadows passed through the void, and the wind suddenly rose, like countless sharp blades attacking Peng Yuxuan's body.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Peng Yuxuan's eyes, and all the surrounding scenes were reflected in her pupils. She suddenly locked her eyes in a direction, and her jade-like palm slapped out. The seemingly light attack contained an extremely sharp breath, enough to penetrate the space. Ordinary people in the eighth level of Yuanhuang realm could not resist it.

Qin Xuan was also paying attention to this battle, looking in the direction of Peng Yuxuan. Although Peng Yuxuan was a woman, she had the blood of the Great Peng Saint, and she was born with a very strong advantage, countless times beyond ordinary people.

But at this moment, the space where Peng Yuxuan's palm print was attacking suddenly had a slight ripple, as if something had moved. The next moment, the palm print hit that space, but no figure appeared, only the collapsed and broken space.

"It's empty." A thought immediately flashed through Peng Yuxuan's mind, and her face was a little embarrassed. She actually, hit it empty!

Then she continued to release attacks in several directions unwillingly, but without exception, all of them fell into the air.

Peng Yuxuan's face became more and more ugly, and her delicate body even trembled slightly. Is her strength so weak?

If she can't even hit the opponent, what's the point of fighting?

This is a huge blow to her who has always been proud and arrogant.

Qin Xuan's face did not show much ripples when he saw this scene, as if he had expected it long ago.

Although Peng Yuxuan has good talent, she has too little practical experience. This may be related to her identity as a princess. No one really fights with her on weekdays, so she can't even tell where the opponent is.

But this is also normal. Her opponent is a genius who is good at illusion, and his realm is higher than hers. It is easy to confuse her.

After several attacks failed, Peng Yuxuan felt a little desperate and said coldly to the void: "I won't fight anymore."

As the voice fell, the man walked out of the void and bowed to Peng Yuxuan, saying: "Thank you."

Qin Xuan saw this and his eyes showed a strange color. It seems that this person has already thought of everything. He only uses illusion to deal with Peng Yuxuan, so that she will retreat when she knows the difficulty. In this way, she will not be hurt. It is also an indirect gesture of goodwill, so that she will not bear a grudge.

Those who can step into a place like Wangtianque are all extraordinary people. Many of them are outstanding descendants of major forces. They are not only gifted, but also well versed in the way of dealing with people and will not easily create strong enemies for themselves.

This person is a typical example.

Then the other people also fought with Peng Yuxuan one after another. They were all at the peak of the emperor realm, much higher than Peng Yuxuan, and they defeated her easily.

However, they all deliberately held back and did not cause any injuries to her. They just stopped when they had enough.

Qin Xuan looked at Peng Yuxuan again, and saw that she looked quite decadent at this time, as if she had suffered a great blow. She thought that she had the blood of a saint and her talent far exceeded that of her peers, so she had enough capital to be proud and look down on others.

However, the few battles just now made her see herself clearly. It turned out that those were just her thoughts.

Everyone here can defeat her without any effort.

What hit her the most was that Qin Xuan was only at the sixth level of the Yuanhuang realm, one realm lower than her, but he could repel her brother, making everyone willing to give up the first place and even respectfully call him Qin Shao.

Compared with him, she was simply insignificant and eclipsed by too much.

"If you don't want us to attack you, then go out by yourself." Qin Xuan looked at Peng Yuxuan and said in a calm tone.

Peng Yuxuan stared at Qin Xuan deeply, she knew she couldn't stay.

She slammed her palm on her body without hesitation, and suddenly groaned, her face became much weaker, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, adding a bit of sad beauty.

Her body also became illusory, but her eyes were still staring at Qin Xuan, as if she wanted to imprint him in her mind. After she went out, she vowed to seek revenge on him!

Looking at Peng Yuxuan's eyes, Qin Xuan looked very calm and calm. There are many things in this world that he is not willing to do, but there seems to be an invisible force that pushes him into it and has to do it.

Then the others broke out in a fight with each other, and they no longer left room for maneuver like they did before to Peng Yuxuan. The attacks were extremely fierce, and the killing was decisive, not giving the other party a chance to breathe.

The winner can continue to stay, and the loser will leave directly.

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Outside the Fantasy Killing Field, there were countless people waiting, and the one standing in the front was Peng Jing.

Peng Jing didn't want to stay here for long, it was too embarrassing. There were many strange eyes looking at him, which made him feel very embarrassed. He seemed to be able to guess what those people were thinking. The ninth prince of the Six-winged Purple Gold Peng Clan had obtained the Heavenly Order and entered the Fantasy Killing Field for training, but he didn't even make it into the top ten. It was too embarrassing!

Tianjiao? I'm afraid he was a waste.

Not only was he embarrassed, but the race behind him was also embarrassed. The genius who was carefully cultivated had only this little strength. It was really hard to convince people.

Just because Peng Yuxuan was still inside, he had to wait here.

The emperor-level strongmen of the Six-winged Purple Gold Peng Clan also came to Peng Jing at this moment, with a bit of fierceness in their expressions, waiting for Peng Jing's orders at any time.

They came here immediately after learning about what Peng Jing encountered in the Fantasy Killing Field. With them here, that person can't run away.

"Ninth Prince, when that person comes out, should we kill him directly or take him away?" Cen Hao asked softly. It was the old man who followed Peng Jing and had the cultivation of a great emperor.

There was no explicit rule in Wangtianque that did not allow fighting, but fighting rarely occurred, because almost everyone in it was protected by a powerful force, and no one dared to act rashly.

Once a fight broke out, it was very likely to make things worse, and it was not impossible to even cause a war between forces.

"Don't kill him first, take him away, I want to interrogate his identity." Peng Jing said with a cold expression.

Peng Jing was very confident. He was the descendant of the Great Peng Saint. It would not be a big problem to capture a person of the sixth level of the Yuanhuang realm.

Moreover, he only took the person away and did not take his life. Even if the forces behind the person asked about it, what could they do to him?

Could it be that he really dared to attack him?

In this Pengyu, there were not many people who dared to provoke the Great Peng Saint. Even some ancient demons had to give his father some face, so how could they turn against him because of a younger generation?

"Okay." Cen Hao nodded slightly, obviously he also thought it was not a big deal.

"Young Master Peng." At this time, a voice came from the side. Peng Jing turned his eyes and saw a young man walking towards him. When he saw the man's face, Peng Jing's expression could not help but freeze. It was him.

"I wonder if Young Master Peng still remembers me?" The young man looked at Peng Jing and clasped his fists.

"Xue Peng Clan, Qiao Cheng?" Peng Jing raised his eyebrows slightly. He had some impression of this person, but because this person did something crazy in the illusion killing field, he remembered this person's name.

"Young Master Peng has a good memory, it's me!" Qiao Cheng showed a bright smile in his eyes, and then said: "Now I have something to tell Young Master Peng, I believe Young Master Peng should be very interested."