Peerless Divine Emperor

Many people were shocked. This was the third top-level demon to be eliminated.

Yun Yao and Sheng Long were eliminated by Dong Huang Yu alone. Everyone could understand that Dong Huang Yu was too strong and could not stop him.

Now, Xing Wu Xiang was also eliminated. What was even more surprising was that the person who eliminated him was not a demon from the same top power, but a genius disciple from a first-class power.

What does this mean?

It means that Lin Yichen, who was born in Zixiao Palace, is as strong as the top-level demons, or even stronger!

Although there have been some top-level demons who have capsized in the past, when you really see it with your own eyes, you still can't help but feel a little ripple in your heart.

This result is too incredible.

Lin Yichen waved his palm, and the spiritual energy in front of him dissipated immediately. The space returned to calm, and the lightning above the sky dimmed, as if it had never appeared.

Many eyes looked at Lin Yichen. After this battle, Lin Yichen's reputation in Xihua Islands will probably rise a lot.

Li Liuxian, Huo Xu, Fan Hua and others also looked a little solemn. It can be seen that Xing Wuxiang's strength is not weak, but he still lost to Lin Yichen. It can be seen that Lin Yichen's strength is strong and should not be underestimated.

"Xing Wuxiang, do you want to fight again?" Fan Hua looked at Xing Wuxiang and asked. Xing Wuxiang still had a chance to challenge.

"Of course I have to fight!" Xing Wuxiang's eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness. Being defeated by a disciple of a first-class force, he was humiliated and had to prove his strength once.

Seeing that Xing Wuxiang was going to fight, Li Liuxian and others were stunned and showed a strange look. They wanted to see who Xing Wuxiang could beat?

The remaining four people were not easy to mess with.

"Qi Zhe, come out and fight!" Xing Wuxiang's eyes fell on Qi Zhe, and his eyes were sharp.

"The Holy Son of the Eight Desolate Temple, Qi Zhe!" A gleam of light shot out from the crowd's expression. They didn't expect Xing Wuxiang to choose Qi Zhe as his opponent.

If Xing Wuxiang hadn't experienced the battle just now, the chances of winning might be 50-50, but Xing Wuxiang's true essence has been consumed a lot now, and he also has some injuries on his body, so the chances of winning are much lower.

"I'll let you rest for half an hour, and you and I will fight again after half an hour, so that people won't accuse me of taking advantage of others." Qi Zhe looked at Xing Wuxiang and said, showing magnanimity, which made the crowd's good impression of him increase a lot. Qi Zhe is extraordinary and also very confident.

Soon, half an hour passed.

Qi Zhe came to the center of the Dragon Platform, and Xing Wuxiang's breath was almost recovered at this time. Although some injuries were difficult to recover completely in a short time, it was enough to fight normally.

The battle was about to break out. Qi Zhe directly released his soul, which turned into a great monster in the ancient times. His name was Mie Meng. His face was hideous and terrifying. He had a pair of purple-gold cloud wings under his ribs. The wings frantically flapped the air, causing a strong wind.

Xing Wuxiang's eyes swept towards Qi Zhe, his pupils turned into the color of stars, and the stars in the sky rotated. He slapped his hands forward, and a series of star palm prints were born, but he did not kill directly. Instead, he stretched across the air in a certain pattern. The light of the stars continued to pour into the palm prints, making its power stronger and stronger.

"He is... gathering power!" The eyes of the crowd all showed a hint of strangeness. Xing Wuxiang was afraid that he had suffered a loss before, so he wanted to fight quickly and concentrate his attack power to the extreme, and defeat Qi Zhe with one blow.

However, this was so difficult.

The eyes of the Great Demon Mie Meng were unparalleled. He lowered his head and glanced at Xing Wu Xiang. There was a loud bang, and the wings of the sky-covering wings trembled. A stream of destructive storm airflow fell from the sky, making a roaring sound, trying to defeat those star palm prints.

The extremely violent hurricane swept across the world, engulfing many star palm prints. The star brilliance was released to the extreme, so bright that people could not open their eyes. The palm prints and the hurricane blasted wildly. There was no fancy place, and the attack was simple and rough.

"Roar..."

A domineering roar came out, and a stream of light swept by. The Great Demon Mie Meng swooped down like a silver lightning. The terrifying power of the storm rules flowed on his wings, tearing and shattering the star palm prints one by one, as if the demon god had descended to the world, invincible.

Xing Wu Xiang's face changed involuntarily, and he punched out, and an extremely huge star blasted out.

However, Miemeng ignored it, and his wings swept across, splitting the star in two, and continued to press forward. The terrifying pressure bombarded Xing Wuxiang's body, instantly knocking him out, and he flew thousands of miles before slowing down.

"You lost." Miemeng regained his human form, and Qizhe's figure appeared, looking indifferently in the direction of Xing Wuxiang.

Xing Wuxiang coughed out a mouthful of blood, and his face was a little paler than before.

After half an hour of rest, although his true energy was almost restored, he was still injured in his body, and he couldn't release his full strength at all.

However, at this point, he couldn't find any excuses, it was meaningless.

The reason why he didn't look for a strong man to fight was because Qizhe was at the same level as him. If he did, Qizhe could also do it, but he was injured, and the result could only be that he would lose.

Therefore, he wanted to fight Qizhe head-on without relying on any external force.

Unfortunately, he still lost.

When the masters and disciples of the Xingyun Pavilion saw Xing Wuxiang defeated, their faces looked unhappy, but fortunately he had entered the top ten, not the top three, so the rankings behind were not that important.

When we get to other islands, we will still have to take tests, and we will just have to perform well at that time.

Xing Wuxiang lost both games and was eliminated, finishing ninth.

This made many people realize an important thing. If they lost one game, they would most likely lose the second game.

After all, he was already injured in the first game, and the second game would no longer be his prime, while his opponent was in the best condition.

Now there are only eight people left on the field. In addition to Qin Xuan, Lu Jun and Wu Qiankun, there are Li Liuxian, Qi Zhe, Fan Hua, Huo Xu and Lin Yichen.

Li Liuxian looked at Huo Xu and Fan Hua and said, "You haven't fought yet, why not fight in the next game..."

Before Li Liuxian finished speaking, Fan Hua stepped out and shot his eyes directly at Huo Xu, and his meaning was self-evident.

Huo Xu did not refuse, and stepped out, not giving up in momentum at all.

Then the two of them broke out in a shocking battle. At first, the two were evenly matched, but when Fan Hua showed the great magical power of the Aurora Divine Sect, the Aurora Shooting Sun Technique, he gradually gained the upper hand and suppressed Huo Xu's momentum bit by bit.

In the end, Huo Xu was forced into a desperate situation by countless terrifying divine lights and was forced to shout the word "surrender".

In this battle, Fan Hua won.

Huo Xu looked at Fan Hua meaningfully, and then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Without saying anything more, he walked down the stage and stopped at the eighth place.

"This..." The crowd was stunned when they saw this scene. Did they just give up?

The people on the dragon stage watched Huo Xu walk down, and there was a trace of ripples in their eyes. It seemed that Huo Xu knew that he had little chance of winning, so he gave up on his own initiative.

The battle continued. In the next battle, Li Liuxian came out again. Everyone thought he would challenge Lin Yichen, but his choice was beyond everyone's expectations.

The person he chose was Fan Hua.

However, the crowd soon realized Li Liuxian's intention. Huo Xu had just fought a big battle, and he must have consumed a lot of strength. Fighting him, he had the greatest chance of winning.

Although this idea was a bit despicable, no one could say anything. This was within the scope allowed by the rules.

No one stipulated that it was not allowed to challenge the same person continuously.

"How long do you need?" Li Liuxian looked at Fan Hua and asked, his tone seemed very generous, as if he didn't care about these things.

Fan Hua glanced at Li Liuxian and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This person is simply a hypocrite. On the surface, he looks upright, but in fact, he is very deep-minded and tries every means to calculate others.

"One hour is enough!" Fan Hua said coldly.

An hour later, Fan Hua stood up and looked at Li Liuxian and said, "Let's start."

"Okay." Li Liuxian nodded, then he stretched out his hand, and the green long sword appeared in his hand again, emitting a strong spiritual power fluctuation, which made Fan Hua's eyes suddenly condense, and his eyes were cold. Will he use this sword at the beginning?

I saw a big knife in Fan Hua's hand, the handle was very long, and the blade was smoother than snow. The sunlight fell on the blade, reflecting an extremely dazzling light, which shows how sharp this knife is.

Fan Hua placed the broadsword horizontally in front of him, staring at Li Liuxian with cold eyes, and said: "You are good at swordsmanship, and I am good at swordsmanship, so let's see which is faster, your sword or my sword!"

"The sword is the king of all weapons, this result has long been determined!" Li Liuxian uttered a voice proudly, and his body disappeared from the spot after the voice fell. A dazzling sword light bloomed from the void, tearing the space, and turned into thousands of sword beams sweeping towards Fan Hua.

Fan Hua held the sword in his right hand and swung the broadsword with all his strength. A dazzling sword light bloomed. At that moment, the light filled the entire space, causing many people to close their eyes instantly and dare not look directly.

Although there was only one sword light, it was extremely swift, as if it had the power to split the sky and split the earth, splitting the space into two, and a narrow and deep space crack stretched straight into the distance, and all the sword beams shot into the crack and disappeared.

Fan Hua's eyes were extremely sharp. He stepped into the void with a long sword in hand and appeared above Li Liuxian's body. Without saying a word, he directly slashed out a blade of light and chopped down, trying to tear Li Liuxian's body apart.

"Arrogant!" Li Liuxian said disdainfully. He dared to fight him at close range. Did he really think he was strong?

Li Liuxian's body was filled with endless sword intent. With one sword strike, a series of monstrous sword formations appeared in front of him. From them, a great killing aura was released. The sword energy was rampant in them, and it was extremely powerful.

Even at a very long distance, the crowd could feel a chill from the sword formation, and their whole bodies were cold, as if they were penetrated by the sword intent.

This shows how terrible the sword formation is.