Emperor Leiwu

Chapter 30 Wild and Domineering
"When I came to the Qinglong Mountain Range, I heard that Your Excellency is extremely powerful, so I want to learn about Your Excellency's tricks!"

When he came three meters away, the burly young man stopped, staring at Chu Shaoyang with eyes full of fighting intent.

"It's Tong Kui from the Raging Fire Sect. I heard that this person has the peak cultivation of the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he is invincible among his peers."

"That's right. I also heard that this person's boxing technique is extremely powerful. Anyone who fights with him will have their arms smashed!"

"I heard that the boy on the opposite side was not only injured, but also his cultivation has dropped to the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. I'm afraid he is no match for this person."

"Well, it looks like he's going to suffer!"

Looking at the Raging Fire Sect disciple who walked out, everyone looked at Chu Shaoyang with expressions of regret.

"I have no grievances with you, and I don't want to kill you, so back down!"

However, in the face of this person, Chu Shaoyang spoke surprisingly, which made everyone present startled.

"What, he asked the other party to back down, he didn't want to kill?"

"Hehe, it seems that this kid is crazy. He thought he was still in his heyday, but now he is not only seriously injured, but his cultivation base has dropped a lot, and he dares to speak wildly. He really wants to die!"

Hearing Chu Shaoyang's words, everyone couldn't help laughing.

"If you want me to quit, then you have to see if you have the capital to kill me!"

Hearing Chu Shaoyang's words, the burly young man not only did not feel the desire to withdraw, but felt extremely humiliated.

As a genius disciple of Raging Fire Sect, when has he been underestimated like this?

When he took the next step, he rushed towards Chu Shaoyang with violent energy.

"Stone Crusher!"

Before the person arrived, a shadow of a fist tore through the air and blasted towards Chu Shaoyang.

"Since you want to seek death, you can't blame me!"

With a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, Chu Shaoyang raised his arm violently and punched out.

"The Fist of the Sun!"

With a loud shout, flames burst out from Chu Shaoyang's fist, wrapped around the fist, and hit the burly boy's arm fiercely.

"boom!"

"Wow!"

The two fists collided, and the burly boy's arm was instantly burned into black coals. He let out a scream, vomited blood, and flew back more than ten meters away.

When he hit the ground, he was exhausted.

One punch!
Even though his cultivation had fallen to the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, Chu Shaoyang still killed the peak fighters in the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm with one punch!

This scene shocked everyone present.

"Those who want to die, just come up!"

Killing the opponent with one punch, Chu Shaoyang did not change his face, his eyes scanned the audience coldly.

"At the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, you can leapfrog the level and kill your opponent in seconds. You are a well-deserved genius."

"However, you can go one step higher, I don't believe you can go two steps higher!"

Not long after his words fell, a young man in blue clothes and a long sword walked out slowly.

"It's Yue Qing from the Tsing Yi Sect. I heard that he has the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he has killed countless masters of the same level with a fast sword!"

"I don't know if he makes a move, can he kill this person?"

"The winner is hard to tell. Although this kid's cultivation base has dropped, we have also seen that his cultivation base is still very strong."

Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi who walked out, everyone showed anticipation.

"So what if it's double, it only takes one sword to kill you!"

Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi who walked out, Chu Shaoyang's face remained unchanged, and his cold voice resounded through the audience.

"What, he actually said that he wanted to kill Yue Qing with a sword? Are you kidding me, the other party's cultivation level is twice as high as his!"

"Impossible. I believe that one sword can leapfrog the level to kill the opponent, but I have never heard of it until now."

Hearing Chu Shaoyang's words, everyone present was skeptical, thinking that he couldn't do it at all.

"It only takes one sword to kill me?"

"Okay, today I want to see how you kill me with one sword!"

Compared with everyone else, Yue Qing's complexion was extremely dark at this moment. As a leader in the Tsing Yi sect, when had he been underestimated like this.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation filled my heart.

"Blood Rain Sword Art, the rain is all over the sky!"

The long sword on his back was suddenly unsheathed, Yue Qing held the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at Chu Shaoyang with a sword.

Immediately, sword shadows filled the sky, like raindrops, tearing through the air, stabbing towards Chu Shaoyang violently.

"Swordsmanship is good, but it's not enough to kill me!"

Looking up at the airtight sword shadows in the sky, the corner of Chu Shaoyang's mouth twitched with sarcasm, and the next moment, a sword stabbed out angrily.

"Fenglei swordsmanship, Fenglei lore!"

"Zi la la!"

With a loud shout, everyone was horrified to see that a sword gang carrying the sound of wind and thunder tore through the air, shattered the sword shadows all over the sky, and stabbed at Yue Qing with a force of destruction.

"not good!"

Seeing this scene, Yue Qing was shocked and quickly retreated!

"Pfft!"

But even if he was extremely fast, he couldn't dodge the sword.

"impossible!"

Looking at Chu Shaoyang in disbelief, Yue Qing covered his neck, which was gushing with blood, and fell straight to the ground.

A sword!
Chu Shaoyang instantly killed Yue Qing who was two levels higher than him with just one sword strike.

If he was called a genius for killing his opponent with one punch before, then at this moment, he is like a monstrous existence in people's hearts.

"My God, I really only use one sword!"

"Made, that's too strong. This kid is the most powerful genius I've ever seen since I practiced martial arts!"

Looking at Chu Shaoyang standing upright in the field, people's eyes were not only shocked, but also unbelievable.

"Who else wants to come up to die?"

However, in the face of everyone's shock, Chu Shaoyang still did not change his face, and coldly glanced at everyone present.

What he used just now was the last move of Fenglei swordsmanship, Fenglei kills!

This move is the last move of Fenglei swordsmanship, and it is also the strongest move!
Originally, he didn't want to use this trick, but in order to make an example of others, he had to use it.

There are a lot of people present today, among them there are many warriors at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. If he does not show his formidable strength, the challenge may continue endlessly.

"Mr. Han, this kid is so powerful. If you can take him into your Huang Xuefu, hehe, maybe you will have a chance to come back in this year's Sifu Grand Competition."

Just as Chu Shaoyang was scanning the crowd present, at the tail of a giant dragon stone statue at the top of the Qinglong Mountain Range, an old man in a green shirt was looking at it.

Beside him, a young girl in green clothes with a delicate face and a very mischievous look laughed at him after seeing this scene.

She knew that the reason why this senior Han Qingfeng in front of her came to host the Azure Dragon Competition every year was to see if there were any martial arts geniuses born in it.

It's a pity that every time the Azure Dragon Competition, they are disappointed.

Although there are many talented disciples present, if they are placed in Taixuan Academy, they will be mediocre.

Only the young man in front of him seemed a bit special.

"This kid is indeed very powerful, but if he wants to enter my Taixuan Academy, it depends on whether he can survive the Azure Dragon Competition."

Staring at Chu Shaoyang, the old man in green shirt touched his beard and smiled.

"Mr. Han, he is only at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he is already very good at defeating his opponent by two levels, but look at those villains at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, who are still brazen enough to bully him."

The girl pursed her lips, pointing angrily at the field and complaining dissatisfiedly.

Hearing this, Han Qingfeng looked at the field in surprise.

Looking away, he really saw a boy in white at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm stepping out after the disciple at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm fell to the ground, holding a folding fan in his hand.

(End of this chapter)