The reborn mysterious emperor’s favorite

"Jiang Ning'er is so considerate."

"Yes! She is a beautiful person with a kind heart. She only wants to practice cultivation."

"Some people are just jealous that she's so beautiful!"

Some people even shouted to Jiang Ning'er, "Ms. Jiang, we support you!"

After a while, the audience on the stage began to talk about how many tricks Yun Mengxue could defeat Jiang Ning'er.

"I think no matter what, you can still pass the five moves, right?"

"Three moves!"

Yun Mengxue snorted in her heart, it seemed that Jiang Ning'er's image in the sect was very good!

She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Ning'er, "Let's take action! Fight quickly!"

Jiang Ning'er looked at Yun Mengxue with disdain. She had exactly this intention. She wanted her to have a taste of making a fool of herself in public.

She gathered her spiritual power with both hands, and the first-level coercion of the fairy realm spread out, heading towards the opposite side like a blade.

Yun Mengxue stood motionless as usual.

The pressure Jiang Ning'er released seemed like a gust of wind, gently blowing past her without cutting a single hair.

Jiang Ning'er frowned slightly, not satisfied with the result.

When she saw Yun Mengxue's indifferent expression, she was so angry that her teeth itched.

Originally, she wanted to make a show of force first to let Yun Mengxue understand the gap in strength between them.

but……

Jiang Ning'er stared at Yun Mengxue suspiciously, not daring to underestimate her enemy again.

She stretched out a hand, and an extremely sharp fairy-level spiritual weapon with a powerful pressure exuding from the entire sword instantly appeared in her hand.

"Look, Jiang Ning'er has taken out her immortal-level spiritual weapon!"

"This spiritual weapon is of the sixth level, and its power is equivalent to the cultivation level of the second level of the fairy realm!"

"It seems that this Yun Mengxue will lose miserably!"

"Not necessarily, maybe she has a more powerful spiritual weapon!"

"How is that possible? She is an ordinary person from the lower world, with no family background and no background. How can she come up with an immortal-level spiritual weapon that cannot be bought."

"It seems that the Jiang family loves this daughter very much and found such a powerful spiritual weapon for her to defend herself."

Yun Mengxue listened to everyone's discussion and stared coldly at the immortal-level spiritual weapon in Jiang Ning'er's hand.

This immortal-level spiritual weapon was accidentally obtained when she, Jiang Ning'er, and Wang Xingchen went to the Star Territory to practice together.

She still clearly remembered that day. Jiang Ning'er was very eager to get this immortal-level spiritual weapon, but she was injured all over by the pressure of the spiritual weapon and failed to do so.

Later, it was Yun Mengxue who activated her bloodline power to obtain this immortal-level spiritual weapon. When she saw Jiang Ning'er working so hard for this sword, she felt soft and gave it to Jiang Ning'er.

Yun Mengxue laughed to herself, not knowing whether the immortal-level spiritual weapon she gave to Jiang Ning'er was stained with the blood of her Luo family members.

Yun Mengxue has already seen the power of this spiritual weapon. If she activates the power of blood, she will not be afraid of this spiritual weapon at all, but this will reveal her identity as Luo Qianxue.

Yun Mengxue only thought for a moment before a broken sword without a sword core appeared in her hand.

Seeing this, everyone on the stage grinned.

"Oh my God! Did I read that right? Yun Mengxue actually took a broken sword."

"Why can't I see the spiritual energy fluctuations on this sword?"

"You are stupid! This is a useless sword, of course there will be no spiritual energy fluctuations on it!"

One person even shouted at Yun Mengxue, "Yun Mengxue, you disrespect your opponent too much. Do you want me to lend you a spiritual weapon? Throw away this useless sword!"

"Hahaha!" There was a sound of ridicule.

Yun Mengxue felt the broken sword suddenly tremble, and seemed very angry.

She was just about to comfort her when suddenly, the broken sword broke free from Yun Mengxue's hand with a swipe.

It was like a stream of light, breaking through the protective barrier specially set up for the competition in the arena.

He came to the people who were speaking and pointed directly in their faces.

Everyone present was surprised by this scene. The protective shield on the stage was set up by several elders with Supreme Realm cultivation. No one has ever been able to destroy the defense of the protective shield.

It was incredible that this sword with its ugly appearance and flaws could easily break through the defense.

"You, what do you want to do?" The person who had previously spoken to mock Broken Sword looked at the sword standing in front of him, his voice trembling.

The people sitting next to him were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats. Why did they feel that this sword made them tremble from the bottom of their souls.

"When did Mengxue get this sword?" Si Kong Ling was puzzled.

Tuobasang's eyes were fixed on the sword. The aura on the sword reminded him of the sword fragments that had been stored in their Nanyue secret room for decades.

But now this one is more powerful than before, and looks different, with an extra hilt.

Chu Fengyun stared at the broken sword with burning eyes. This should be the god-level spiritual weapon that King Qiongqi asked Yun Mengxue to recognize as its master in the Demon Realm before, right? It's really extraordinary.

The broken sword floated in front of one person for a moment, frightening the other person's teeth to chatter. It wasn't until several people fell silent that it returned to Yun Mengxue's hand.

Yun Mengxue looked calm on the surface, but there was a lot of turmoil in her heart.

The last time she used this broken sword to deal with Jiang Yuefeng, she had already felt its power. Unexpectedly, she still underestimated the strength of this broken sword.

Shangguan Lanjin stared at Yun Mengxue with burning eyes. He looked at Chishui Rongjian who was sitting next to him. The usually carefree person had put away his cynical look at this moment. His face was full of seriousness, and his eyes were fixed on Yun Mengxue. The broken sword in Mengxue's hand.

"Did you feel it just now?" Although he was asking, his tone was very sure.

"Yeah! The moment the sword broke through the protective cover and flew out, I felt that the spiritual weapon in the storage ring was trembling!" Chishui Rongjian replied.

"What about you?" Shangguan Lanjin asked Huangfu Changxin.

Huangfu Changxin breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he was the only one whose spiritual weapon had failed!

He answered truthfully, "Mine is like that too!"

Shangguan Lanjin raised his eyebrows and said in a gentle tone, "I delayed practicing today to watch this game. It seems that it was not in vain!"

Several people nodded in agreement.

Jiang Ning'er stared at the broken sword in Yun Mengxue's hand with wide eyes, a hint of greed in her eyes.

This sword looked ordinary, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful. She stared at the broken sword with burning eyes, already thinking about how to get this spiritual weapon.

I completely forgot what would happen to me later.

Yun Mengxue looked at Jiang Ning'er's expression, with a trace of ridicule flashing in her eyes.

When you see something good, you want to keep it for yourself. You really don’t change your mind!

Jiang Ning'er held a sixth-level immortal-level spiritual weapon and attacked Yun Mengxue. Every move carried huge spiritual power, and each move was close to Yun Mengxue's vitals.

Yun Mengxue moved the Divine Form and Heavenly Step at a speed comparable to the peak of the Fairy Realm, and easily dodged it.

The Broken Sword obviously didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations, but after just one move against the sixth-level immortal-level spiritual weapon, the spiritual weapon shattered and broke into two halves.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene. They all opened their mouths and wanted to say something but did not dare to speak loudly.

Afraid that the broken sword would suddenly fly out and hover above their heads, they all covered their mouths and whispered.