Peerless Divine Emperor

Yuan Gang smiled brightly, looking at Yi Sheng on the supreme throne, and exclaimed: "As expected of the direct bloodline of the king, he is gifted and has amazing fighting power. Xia He won this battle by chance, which is not worth mentioning."

When the people of Jiutian Xianguo heard Yuan Gang's words, they felt sick in their hearts and their faces became uglier.

On the surface, it seemed to be praising the Ninth Prince, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a disguised humiliation of Jiutian Xianguo, especially when Yuan Gang used the word "lucky victory", the humiliation was even more obvious.

Yiling's full-strength attack was easily broken by Xia He. Everyone could see clearly the huge gap between the two.

Yiling's face was burning, and his fists were clenched. Naturally, he knew that he had brought shame to the Xianguo, so he kept his head down and did not dare to look at Yi Sheng's face.

"Back off." Yi Sheng said, his tone was as calm as ever, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Yes." Yi Ling replied, and returned to the crowd with a dejected look.

At this moment, Yi Sheng's eyes fell on Xia He, and there seemed to be a terrible thought covering Xia He's body. At this moment, Yuan Gang and Xia He's faces changed.

"What does the king mean!" Yuan Gang's face flashed coldly. Is he angry?

However, Yi Sheng seemed not to hear this sentence, and did not even look at Yuan Gang. He stared at Xia He from a distance. At this moment, Xia He's face was extremely pale, and his whole body was tense. He only felt a stream of invisible power flowing through his body, and he did not dare to make any rash moves.

For a world-class figure like Yi Sheng, a thought is enough to kill him.

After a moment, Yi Sheng retracted his gaze, and Xia He only felt his body lighten, and the pressure on his body disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"He has comprehended the five kinds of Dao power and has forged a Dao body. This boy should be the best among the first-level emperors in the Liuguang Holy Land." Yi Sheng looked at Yuan Gang and spoke lightly, as if he was just saying a simple sentence.

Qin Xuan looked at Yi Sheng, his heart trembling slightly. Just a glance, he saw through all the Dao power that Xia He practiced. This is the terrifying thing about peerless powers. In their eyes, there is no secret at all.

Yuan Gang heard Yi Sheng's words, and the coldness on his face did not dissipate. He said in a cold tone: "The king is really generous. He even condescended to peek at the body of the younger generation. It is really "eye-opening"!"

Obviously, Yuan Gang was frightened by Yi Sheng's behavior just now.

As Yi Sheng said just now, Xia He has top talent and no one in the first-level emperor of the Liuguang Holy Land can beat him. Liu Sheng values ​​him very much and plans to accept him as a disciple.

If Xia He gets into trouble, it will be difficult for him to explain to Liu Sheng, and it will also be a huge loss for the Liuguang Holy Land.

"Same here." Yi Sheng said indifferently. Liuguang Holy Land brought the top genius to test, but claimed that the talent was just okay. It was not excessive for him to take a peek at his body.

"Are there any of you who want to fight?" Yi Sheng looked at the people behind Yuan Gang and asked.

"Fu Yuan, the cultivation of the early stage of the middle-level emperor realm, please teach me!" A loud voice came out, and a man walked to the center of the hall. This man was burly and strong, standing there like a small mountain, with swollen muscles all over his body, full of explosive power.

Looking at this man's figure, the expressions of the people in Jiutian Immortal Kingdom couldn't help but change slightly. Even if they just felt the breath emanating from this man, they could feel that he was very strong and a powerful martial artist.

Yi Sheng glanced at Fu Yuan, frowned slightly, then looked outside the palace and said, "Where is Qiu Jue?"

"Qiu Jue is going to fight, it seems that this battle is sure to win!" When the people of Jiutian Xianguo heard Yi Sheng calling out Qiu Jue's name, they all showed a confident look on their faces, as if they were very sure of this person.

"Who is Qiu Jue?" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he asked Mu Jinyu through voice transmission.

"I heard some rumors about him when I was in Muwang Palace. He is a leader of the palace. He is very talented. He was adopted as an adopted son by the king. He was originally planned to be sent to the trial of Shura Hell, but for some reason, he didn't go in the end." Mu Jinyu replied.

"Yi Sheng's adopted son?" Qin Xuan thought to himself. To be valued by Yi Sheng, he must have an outstanding talent.

A moment later, a strong space aura surged outside the hall, and a slender black figure stepped out of the void and then came to the center of the hall.

Qin Xuan looked at him and saw that he had a very handsome face with clear lines on his face, but he had a cold expression, as if he had no emotions, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

"Meet the Lord." Qiu Jue bowed to Yi Sheng. Although he was adopted by Yi Sheng as his adopted son, he still called Yi Sheng the Lord.

"You fight him." Yi Sheng glanced at Fu Yuan and said.

Qiu Jue turned his eyes and looked at Fu Yuan beside him. There was not much ripple in his eyes. He said, "You can't do it here. Let's go outside to fight?"

"That's what I mean." Fu Yuan said in a deep voice. He was good at frontal combat. The space here was too small and he couldn't let go.

The figures of the two turned into two streams of light and shot out of the hall. Then, in the space outside, there were earth-shaking roars. Even at a very long distance, the people in the hall could still feel how violent the battle was.

Everyone looked outside the hall. Powerful thoughts radiated out, covering a boundless area and allowing them to see the battle outside clearly.

Fu Yuan summoned his soul, which was a ten-thousand-foot demon dragon. His body also turned into a demon dragon, with demonic energy flowing all over his body. His arms turned into demon dragon claws, filled with a terrifying destructive force, as if he could tear everything apart.

Qiu Jue was bathed in the divine light of thunder, like a thunder god of war, holding a silver divine spear, with purple arcs of lightning flowing on the divine spear, making a hissing sound, and it was unknown how much power it contained.

"Bang!" A bang sounded, and the figures of the two people shot out at the same time.

Qiu Jue's body disappeared, as if he had turned into a terrible lightning. That side of the world turned into a world of thunder, and countless thunders fell one after another, like a thunder tribulation, constantly tearing the void apart, turning into thunder storms, trying to strangle everything in it.

However, Fu Yuan seemed to be fearless and stepped directly into the world of thunder, allowing the thunder tribulations to bombard his body. He seemed to feel no pain, and the sharp claws of the demon dragon continued to stretch forward, tearing the world of thunder open one after another.

Finally, accompanied by a burst of sound, the world of thunder exploded, and a figure flew out from the void, his clothes torn and in a very embarrassed state. This person was Qiu Jue!