Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The atmosphere at the life-and-death duel became tense as Jun Wuxie walked towards the young swordsman.

"You overestimate yourself! So what if you're a disciple of the Military Saint? I'll sever your head within ten moves!"

The young swordsman was very confident.

He was a top ten true disciple of the擎山 (Qing Shan) Sword Sect and simply didn't believe that Jun Wuxie could kill a quasi-King level grandmaster.

Inside his body, surging true energy condensed into a sword, bursting forth in a mighty torrent, transforming into a lifelike sword-qi dragon!

The dragon's head stood tall, incredibly massive.

Compared to this sword-qi dragon, Jun Wuxie seemed as small as an ant.

"Jun Wuxie, let me see your skills. If you can't even withstand ten moves, it would be truly boring. Killing someone too weak is beneath me!"

The young swordsman spoke indifferently, the sword-qi dragon standing high in the sky, looking down upon Jun Wuxie as he walked forward, emitting the sound of sword cries.

Roar!

As his voice fell, the sword-qi dragon roared and fiercely charged towards Jun Wuxie.

People held their breath, not daring to blink, afraid of missing any exciting moments.

That swordsman's strength was extremely high, the sword-qi dragon intimidated people's hearts, how would Jun Wuxie resist such an impact?

"A paper tiger."

Facing the oncoming sword-qi dragon, Jun Wuxie uttered these words lightly.

His voice wasn't loud, but the sound waves gathered and didn't dissipate, allowing everyone present to hear clearly.

Almost at the same time, he, who had been walking like an ordinary person, erupted with golden blood energy, blotting out the sky, like a golden ocean surging!

His fist was golden and radiant, like a condensed sun blazing across the sky, blasting forward!

As this fist was unleashed.

Everyone felt a domineering will of 'after my flowers bloom, all other flowers wither,' felt the sharpness of many weapons, that unparalleled killing intent!

The speed of the fist was so fast that it created dazzling sparks as it rubbed against the air.

With a boom!

That huge, seemingly mighty sword-qi dragon instantly collapsed under the sun-like fist.

The entire sword-qi dragon was pierced through in an instant!

The confident smile on the young swordsman's face froze, and a look of horror appeared in his pupils.

He saw the golden fist pierce through the sword-qi dragon, blasting towards him, and immediately constructed several true energy defensive shields in front of him at the fastest speed, and activated a set of battle armor to cover himself.

Bang!

The golden fist was destructive and unstoppable, nothing could resist it!

The several layers of true energy shields constructed by the young swordsman were directly penetrated, and the fist heavily blasted onto his body.

The power of this punch directly blasted him out of the life-and-death arena from the center of the stage.

The runes on his battle armor were obliterated, and with a cracking sound, it shattered into pieces, and then his body exploded in mid-air amidst screams, blood and flesh splattering, and fragments of internal organs falling all over the ground.

People's pupils contracted violently, their expressions were dull, and their faces were full of unbelievable expressions!

One punch!

It only took one punch! The young swordsman, who was arrogant and aloof when he appeared, claiming to sever Jun Wuxie's head within ten moves, was blasted to pieces on the spot, his bones and flesh gone!

This scene was too shocking to the eyes and the mind.

People had imagined many scenes, many possibilities, but no one would have thought that it would be such a scene!

"No… Impossible!"

"This isn't real, how could it be real!"

"I must be seeing things!"

"Jun Wuxie cheated!"

…

The disciples of the Great River Sword Sect found it difficult to accept such a fact.

The strongest true disciple of their sect had been defeated and died on the life-and-death stage.

Now, the true disciple from the擎山 (Qing Shan) Sword Sect who was their helper was actually blasted to pieces by a guy their sect had once rejected!

How could Jun Wuxie be so strong!

How could he be so strong?

He was just someone their sect had rejected!

At this moment, He Jianyun and others had extremely ugly faces, all staring at Jun Wuxie coldly.

They found that they couldn't see through Jun Wuxie's strength at all.

Was that punch just now a punch that condensed all his energy, spirit, and essence, and fused all the killing intent into one strike?

They were now unable to judge.

"Little bastard, no matter what, you will die today!"

He Jianyun gritted his teeth secretly. Beside him, the high-level members of the擎山 (Qing Shan) Sword Sect also had gloomy faces, their eyes cold and violent!

Their true disciple had been killed just like that!

"Next, who's coming?" Jun Wuxie looked down upon the seven young swordsmen behind He Jianyun and others, and said, "If I take two punches, I lose!"

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked!

The disciple of the Military Saint was too strong, what confidence did he have to say such things?

It must be known that among those who were about to step onto the stage, there were true disciples from the Opening Heaven Sword Sect!

Among them, even if there were King-level grandmasters, it wouldn't be anything surprising.

"You are really arrogant!" A young swordsman walked out with one hand behind his back, and said coldly, "You should have consumed a lot of energy by condensing your whole body's energy, spirit, and essence into one strike! How long can you maintain such a fighting style? You are really seeking your own death…"

Before he could finish speaking.

Jun Wuxie, who was originally standing in the center of the life-and-death stage, suddenly burst out with extreme speed, the sun-like fist was even brighter than the scorching sun, and with one punch, he shattered the sky and blasted in front of him.

The swordsman's pupils shrank, he put his hands together, and the true energy in his body boiled to the extreme, condensing into a giant sword, and slashing forward.

With a bang!

The sword shattered, and the man died!

Nothing could resist!

It was still that fist, still unstoppable!

That swordsman followed in the footsteps of the previous swordsman.

His body was blasted away by a punch, disintegrated in the air, and exploded into bloody mud, only managing to let out a shrill and short scream.

People's eyeballs were about to fall to the ground!

They stared blankly at the young man on the life-and-death stage.

The scenes witnessed today were simply unbelievable, like Arabian Nights!

A warrior in the Star Chen Realm, with one punch each, blasted a quasi-King level and a beginner King level warrior in the Star Sea Realm!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, probably no one would believe it if they said it!

"Is there anyone stronger?" Jun Wuxie looked at He Jianyun and said, "Hurry up, call your strongest disciple! Don't come and embarrass yourselves with this kind of stuff!"

"You!"

He Jianyun and the high-level members of the擎山 (Qing Shan) Sword Sect were so angry that they almost vomited blood.

"You're just so excited that you can't find your way after killing two Star Sea Realm cultivators. You're a frog in a well, unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth!"

A young man walked out. The moment his footsteps landed on the void, the surging sword intent was mighty, directly causing a terrifying crack to appear above the sky!

The appearance of this kind of vision shocked people!

That crack, like an abyss in the sky, seemed to devour all living beings, giving people an unspeakable sense of fear, and only feeling chills all over their bodies.

"A Star Chen Realm cultivator, an ant!"

The young swordsman walked over, and with each step, blazing lightning flashed in the crack in the sky, his aura and pressure dominating all directions!