Peerless Divine Emperor

Disciples in the low-level camps all have self-knowledge. Knowing that the opponent is very strong, but still forcing a challenge, that is what an idiot would do.

Even if the number of places for promotion is limited, you must not fight at this time, and you will definitely lose if you fight.

"I wonder if Madam will fight." Qing Yu said to himself, with a wonderful look on his face. If Madam fights, it will be very interesting.

"She won't." Qin Xuan shook his head, as if he believed in his intuition.

"How do you know?" Shang Yang glanced at Qin Xuan. Nothing in the world is absolute. What if she fights?

"Ruoxi has a gentle temperament and doesn't have too much desire to win or lose. Even if she wants to compete for ranking, she will compete at the end, and now, she won't." Qin Xuan spoke slowly. He knew his wife better than anyone else. With just one look, he could read what she was thinking.

After hearing what Qin Xuan said, Shang Yang showed a thoughtful look on his face, and then whispered: "Then she is much better than you."

"…………" Qin Xuan's face was dark, is he so unbearable?

As Qin Xuan predicted, Duan Ruoxi did not play, and no one dared to challenge Du Yuehua.

Seeing that no one challenged, Su Xin Fairy's beautiful eyes bloomed with a smile, looking at Du Yuehua and said: "You have entered the third round."

Du Yuehua nodded gently, her face was extremely calm, which was within her expectations.

No matter who came out to challenge her, there was only one end, being eliminated.

Du Yuehua looked back at Qin Ziwei and said: "Fight, I'll wait for you."

Qin Ziwei's eyes were stern, and her eyes seemed to become sharper. Is this, declaring war on her?

Then Du Yuehua walked in a direction, and she only needed to watch the battle.

After Du Yuehua, no accidents happened. Qin Ziwei stepped out, and no one challenged her, and she successfully advanced to the third round.

Next is Jiang Qingmeng. Although Jiang Qingmeng joined Shuiyuedongtian only in recent years and her fame is slightly inferior to Du Yuehua and Tan Ziwei, she is very talented and has also been recognized by many disciples.

Many people privately said that if someone can challenge Du Yuehua and Tan Ziwei, then that person is likely to be Jiang Qingmeng.

The Jiang family is a family of swordsmanship, and Jiang Qingmeng naturally also practices swordsmanship. Moreover, her swordsmanship is extremely outstanding. Her Qianye swordsmanship has reached the point of perfection. Whether it is speed or attack power, it is far beyond the people of the same realm.

When Jiang Qingmeng walked out, many people looked at her and felt a hint of sharpness from her body, which belonged to the temperament of swordsmanship.

"Is there anyone who wants to challenge?" Fairy Suxin spoke again.

Most people thought that no one would challenge this time. After all, no one dared to fight the first two, and Jiang Qingmeng's reputation was also very high, so no one should dare to challenge her.

However, to their great surprise, a light figure floated out from the low-level camp and stood in front of Jiang Qingmeng.

Seeing the appearance of that figure, Jiang Qingmeng first showed a trace of astonishment, but then seemed to understand something, and his face gradually returned to calm.

"It's Xi Yu." Someone immediately recognized the identity of the person who walked out.

"A duel between sword cultivators." Qin Xuan said, with a hint of brilliance in his eyes. The disciple who walked out was also a sword cultivator, at the seventh level of Yuanhuang.

"You shouldn't have come out." Jiang Qingmeng looked at the other party and said lightly. She knew why the other party went to fight, but it was too impulsive to do so, because her sword was very strong.

"The sword intent on you resonated with me. As a sword cultivator, you should have the belief of breaking through the nine heavens and fearless of everything. I have heard that the Qianye Sword is powerful. If I can feel it, even if I lose, I will have no regrets." Xi Yu spoke calmly, as if he had seen through everything. This battle was only for the sword, not for the victory or defeat.

"There is such a pure-minded woman in Shuiyue Cave, and she is a sword cultivator. It is really admirable." Qin Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. She could say such words, which was enough to show her transcendent mind. Even if she was defeated today, she could achieve extraordinary achievements in the future.

At this time, even Shang Yang couldn't help but look at the woman more. This woman was somewhat to his taste.

"Draw your sword." Jiang Qingmeng said. Her cultivation was higher than Xi Yu. If she drew her sword first, the other party would not even have a chance to attack.

Xi Yu did not respond to Jiang Qingmeng's words. At this moment, her eyes became extremely deep. There seemed to be a surge of sword intent in her pupils that was madly condensed, faintly turning into a sword of nothingness, swallowing and spitting out terrible sword brilliance.

She slapped her palm forward, and an extremely sharp sword palm print blasted out, crushing the void and killing Jiang Qingmeng directly.

Jiang Qingmeng looked at the other party indifferently. When the sword palm print came in front of her, she pointed out a finger lightly, and a sword energy condensed to the extreme stabbed out, which was extremely subtle, like a ray of light, and directly stabbed on the palm print.

"Boom!" A burst of sound came out, and the sword palm print shattered with a bang, and the sword energy also disappeared.

Jiang Qingmeng frowned slightly, this kind of attack power was too weak.

However, before she could think more, Xi Yu shot out several more palm prints, and the aura released by each palm print was much stronger than before. Although it was a palm method, it made the crowd feel a little wrong, as if many sharp swords were coming out at the same time, and the offensive was fierce and fierce, and extremely sharp.

There was a strong wind in the void, and the sound of sword chanting continued. A stream of terrible sword airflow raged through the space, like countless giant beasts roaring and burying everything.

"Her sword power is getting stronger and stronger!" Many strong men were awed. Although Xi Yu's initial attack was not strong, or even very weak, she was gathering power, and each attack was stronger than the previous one.

If this continued, her attack might reach a very terrifying level.

Xi Yu's eyes seemed to have turned into a pair of sword eyes. There was nothing else in her eyes, only the sword energy that filled the sky. She looked at Jiang Qingmeng from a distance, as if she had locked her eyes on him. Jiang Qingmeng only felt that she was being stared at by a pair of invisible eyes at this moment. A sense of coldness spread all over her body, stinging her skin and bone marrow, everywhere. This feeling made her very uncomfortable.

Xi Yu didn't know when a sword appeared in her hand. She danced, and in an instant, she didn't know how many sword energies she cut out, spanning the endless space distance, and killing Jiang Qingmeng from all directions.

A surging sword intent swept over, like a vast ocean, wrapping Jiang Qingmeng's body in it, and the terrifying sword pressure pressed towards her, trying to bury her in it.

At this moment, Xi Yu was like a peerless sword unsheathed, with its edge exposed and ready to drink blood.

"Sword cultivators should be like this, marching forward without hesitation, arrogant and proud. No matter how strong you are, I will kill you with one sword." Shang Yang said, seeming to admire Xi Yu very much.

"That being said, her sword cannot be integrated with her sword heart." Qin Xuan stared at Xi Yu and uttered a voice.

Qin Xuan was also a sword cultivator, and his sword rules had entered the level of great perfection. He could be said to be standing at a higher position to look at Xi Yu's sword, and naturally he could easily see some problems.

Xi Yu's sword heart was pure and sharp, but her swordsmanship was still a little short of maturity and could not be integrated with her sword heart, which meant that she was destined to be unable to release her strongest power.

She may have also realized her own shortcomings, so she showed her edge in the shortest time and wanted to fight quickly.

But Jiang Qingmeng was not an ordinary person, and her edge might not be suppressed.

Jiang Qingmeng quickly formed seals with her hands, and a dazzling sword light burst out from her body. Countless golden sword lights slashed out from her body, and countless sword shadows raged in the void, splitting the ocean of sword intent around her.

Jiang Qingmeng then stepped out, and a powerful sword intent rose from her body and turned into a silver leaf. It looked very thin and unstable, as if it would break apart with a gust of wind, but it exuded an extremely sharp aura, which everyone could clearly feel even from a very long distance.

Jiang Qingmeng's eyes passed through the space and looked at Xi Yu, saying lightly: "You lost."

After that, she pointed her finger at Xi Yu, and the silver leaf suddenly flew downwards, and the silver leaf burst into dazzling brilliance. In an instant, it split into countless silver leaf shadows, distributed in the void, everywhere, dazzling people, and countless silver leaf shadows flashed in front of their eyes, and their eyes felt a little stinging.

Xi Yu suddenly felt a strong threat coming. The sword in her hand danced, and terrifying sword energy came out, as if forming a sword formation, killing those silver leaves.

"Puff..."

Countless silver leaf shadows penetrated through the sword formation, sharp to the extreme, as if unstoppable, and rushed straight to Xi Yu's body.

Xi Yu's face was pale, but she still did not give up. She slashed out with a sword again, and the space was torn apart by the sword energy. A crack continued to spread, trying to swallow the silver leaves into it.

At this time, everyone saw a figure flash by, and the next moment, their eyes suddenly solidified in the air.

Behind Xi Yu, a tall figure appeared there, it was Jiang Qingmeng.

And the tip of Jiang Qingmeng's sword pointed to Xi Yu's heart.

At this moment, everyone's breathing seemed to have stopped, and their eyes were fixed on this scene in the void. As long as Jiang Qingmeng's sword moved forward half a point, Xi Yu's life would be over.

A bitter smile appeared on Xi Yu's lips, and she said, "I am convinced that I lost to you."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingmeng's eyes changed slightly, and then the sword in her hand disappeared, and she turned and went in one direction.

Xi Yu suddenly felt the sword intent disappear, and her chest rose and fell. Just now, she had walked through the gates of hell.

At this moment, a voice came from a distance: "In the future, you can come to me to learn swordsmanship again."

When Xi Yu heard this voice, a bright color flashed in her eyes, and she murmured to herself: "I will!"