Am I the First Emperor of Qin in Peerless Tang Sect?

Chapter 278 Against the Holy Spirit

"In this battle, our strong men from the three countries of Douluo Continent will come out in full force to fight against the ninth-level soul masters and the strong men of the Holy Spirit Cult from the Sun and Moon Empire. As for the assassination of Xu Tianran..."

Wei Na's eyes fell on Qingxuan Jing, and she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Regarding the expectations of his fiancée, Qing Xuanjing nodded and said: "As long as the strong men behind you can hold back the high-end combat power of the Sun and Moon Empire, I will be sure to assassinate Xu Tianran."

There is an unwritten iron law in the soul master world, that is, battles between powerful Titled Douluo must take place in the sky.

Although no one knows who established this rule, all powerful Titled Douluo obey it, even Extreme Douluo who are at the pinnacle of human cultivation.

To assassinate Xu Tianran, we can only rely on soul masters like them who are below the ninth ring.

As the Young Lord of the Star Luo Empire, Qing Xuanjing would naturally take on this responsibility.

Compared to dealing with those evil soul masters, Qingxuan Jing was obviously more interested in assassinating Xu Tianran.

"I'm afraid there will be no finals in this continent-wide young soul master elite soul fighting competition." Qing Xuanjing smiled and immediately leaned on the sofa.

"It seems that I can't compete with you in the finals." Long Aotian looked at Qingxuan Mirror with blazing eyes and responded.

Qing Xuanjing stood up, stretched out his hand to Long Aotian, and said with a smile: "In that case, you solve the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy and leave the Holy Spirit Sect to us. Is that okay?"

"Naturally."

Long Aotian smiled heartily, stretched out his hand and held it tightly with Qingxuan Jing.

After discussing the details, everyone left.

After seeing off the guests, Qing Xuanjing immediately returned to his room.

In these last few days, he had to adjust his state to its peak so that he could deal with the many powerful men from the Holy Spirit Sect and the Sun-Moon Empire.

……

Two days passed quickly, and the semi-finals of this competition were about to begin.

Especially among the top four teams in this competition, two of them belong to the Three Kingdoms of Douluo Continent and the Sun and Moon Empire.

In the semi-finals, two teams from the Sun and Moon Empire fought against two teams from the Douluo Continent.

In such an atmosphere, the entire Mingdu was full of excitement.

In the morning, the Snow Demon Sect faced off against the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

In the afternoon, the Holy Spirit Sect faced off against the Star Luo Royal Soul Master Academy.

In the rest area, all four teams were seated, but Qingxuanjing did not arrive immediately. At this time, he was seizing the last moment to improve his condition.

It wasn't until the afternoon game was about to begin that Qingxuan Jing appeared in the players' rest area.

In the eyes of hundreds of thousands of spectators, Qing Xuanjing walked into the battle area alone.

As he moved forward, all the spectators held their breath.

Facing the powerful Holy Spirit Sect, was he planning to fight alone?

With a movement of his body, Qingxuan Jing's figure appeared on the competition stage as if teleporting.

Everyone in the Star Luo Royal Soul Master Academy sat up straight and stared at the figure on the competition stage without blinking.

The show is about to begin.

Qingxuan Jing lowered his head and looked at his feet, seemingly thinking about something.

"The path that the king follows is the Tao..."

Qingxuan Jing murmured to himself.

On the podium, Xu Tianran and others were also staring at Qingxuan Jing's figure.

That weird feeling came again.

"National Master, the strength of this Qingxuan Mirror..." Jing Hongchen frowned slightly as he stared at the slender young figure.

"No one in our team can be his opponent."

The black-robed national master snorted coldly. Although his tone was unhappy, he was still extremely honest.

The combat effectiveness of this Qingxuan Mirror is difficult to estimate, but it is definitely higher than Yan Feng, Long Aotian, Xiao Hongchen, and Ye Guyi.

Qingxuanjing looked down at the people of the Holy Spirit Sect and said softly: "You just come together, the outcome will be determined by one battle."

His tone was very soft, but it reached the ears of everyone present extremely clearly. Together? !

The whole place was silent for a moment, and then a deafening uproar broke out.

All the previous solo armies were inferior to this one!

The people from the Sun and Moon Empire half cheered and half looked ugly. Although they also hated the evil soul masters of the Holy Spirit Sect, they did not have the slightest fondness for this peerless genius from the Star Luo Empire.

But how can a young man who dares to slay a dragon alone with his sword not make people excited?

Everyone in the Holy Spirit Sect stood up with ugly expressions, staring fiercely at the slightly thin figure on the stage.

"Let's start the team battle, don't forget the leader's instructions."

In the Holy Spirit Sect formation, the leader whispered, and immediately seven figures stood together.

Zheng Zhan's face looked a little strange, because he knew that in the next battle, even he would have a hard time guaranteeing that there would be no casualties on both sides.

Except for Yanfeng, none of the seven members of the Holy Spirit Sect had ever taken action.

And Qingxuan Mirror is just the tip of the iceberg that showed its abilities in the battle with Yu Tianlong, it is extremely mysterious.

He couldn't guess the direction of the game at all.

Seven members of the Holy Spirit Sect jumped onto the stage and looked at Qingxuan Jing from afar.

The cold breath spread from the Holy Spirit Sect.

Behind Qingxuan Jing, there was a faint white light emerging.

Qingxuanjing stretched and sneered secretly in his heart.

Finally I have no scruples, I can let go and have a big fight...

There was no part of the two parties' names. Zheng Zhan raised his right hand above his head, and then swung it down suddenly!

"Game start!"

"boom!"

Intense white light burst out from Qingxuan Jing's body, and seven horrifying soul rings appeared at his feet.

The first soul ring is red, until the sixth one.

Red, red, red, red, red, red!

"Six hundred thousand year soul rings?!"

The originally noisy competition venue was now silent and seemed particularly funny.

But the spirit ring that rose at the end made everyone almost faint.

The last soul ring was much larger than the previous six red soul rings, and it shone with a dazzling bright gold, as if any soul would die if it looked directly at it.

The brilliance of ordinary soul rings is not as brilliant as it. Even beast-level soul rings or even million-year soul rings must bow before that soul ring.

The will of the Douluo Continent is condensed, that represents immortality and the unique god-level soul ring!

"What kind of spirit ring is this?!"

Everyone present exclaimed, even the mysterious national master and Jing Hongchen stood up suddenly.

If the previous six hundred thousand year soul rings were still barely acceptable to them, the last golden soul ring was obviously beyond their understanding.

Silver-black light flashed in Qingxuanjing's hand, and Tianwen Sword was held in his hand.

When Qingxuan Jing revealed his martial spirit, it was the people of the Holy Spirit Sect on the competition stage who felt the overwhelming pressure.

The black and silver Tianwen Sword now lit up with a faint white light.

The black wings spread out behind Qingxuan Jing, and with every flap of the black wings, his body would rise a certain distance.

His gaze actually ignored the Holy Spirit Sect members and looked at Xu Tianran and Zhong Liwu on the podium in the distance, his long sword pointed forward.

After more than ten years of dedicated training, he can finally compete head-on with many strong men who stand at the top of the continent.

No matter how mature his mind is, he is still just a seventeen-year-old boy with a spirit that he once promised to be the best in the world.

He suddenly took off his blindfold, revealing his pair of dark pupils, which were so deep that they seemed to be burning with fire that could ignite the world.

The terrifying aura exploded instantly, and his eyes were stern and unruly, towering over all things. Even the people on the rostrum were not in his eyes.

So what if I conquer the world and despise the heroes? !

(End of this chapter)