He started out as an Immortal Emperor, and thirty years later he accepted the Empress as his apprent

As the elder said the competition was about to begin, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became heated.

"Zhang Yu! Today you are defeated again, come and get beaten!" A thunderous roar resounded through the sky, and Wu Can, a disciple of Piaomiao Sect, flashed and jumped directly onto the fairy and demon arena like a ghost.

He put his hands on his waist, his eyes wide open, and pointed his finger directly at Zhang Yu in the distance. His momentum seemed to tear the whole world apart.

The grudges between these two people can be said to have a long history. They are like destined enemies, entangled with each other.

Zhang Yu is a disciple of Yaoguang Peak, and his temper is as hot as the master of Yaoguang Peak.

So far, they have fought five times. Looking back at the first fight, Zhang Yu won by luck with a little luck and on-the-spot performance, but it was only this time.

In every annual conference thereafter, Zhang Yu was defeated miserably, beaten by Wu Can without any chance to fight back. As time went by, the hatred between the two grew deeper and deeper, and finally formed an unsolvable knot.

Beichen Feng stared at Zhang Yu with a sharp gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know? So far, you have been defeated by him four times! If you lose again this time, the face of our Yaoguang Peak will be gone!"

Zhang Yu held his head high, his eyes firm and full of confidence, and responded without hesitation: "Please be at ease, Sect Master, I will definitely be able to avenge my previous shame in this contest! I only need one knife, only this knife, and I can defeat him. Otherwise, how can I live up to the sect's dedication to my careful cultivation in recent days?"

Recalling this time, Zhang Yu's heart was full of emotion and pride.

The sect not only generously gave him the peerless Saint-level swordsmanship secret book, but also allowed him to enter the legendary paradise to explore opportunities. In that mysterious and wonderful place, he went through many dangers and gained countless precious treasures and cultivation resources.

Then, relying on the magical time flow environment of the Seven Star Tower with a hundred times the speed, he practiced hard day and night, improving his strength in all aspects. Now he has been reborn, his strength has greatly increased, and his self-confidence has exploded to the extreme.

When Zhang Yu stepped onto the Immortal Demon Arena, the disciples of various sects on the viewing platform began to discuss again.

"It's Zhang Yu again. He fights Wu Canxin every year, but he always loses. He loses over and over again."

"That's right. I see that Wu Canxin has reached the fifth level of fusion, while Zhang Yu is still standing still at the third level of fusion. No matter how he fights, he loses."

"You'd better stop talking. The Seven Star Sect is different now. Don't you know that the Demon Emperor attacked the Seven Star Sect some time ago? Now the Demon Emperor is guarding the Seven Star Sect."

"That's right."

The responsible elder said: "As disciples of the Taoist holy land, we should focus on sparring and stop when we reach a certain point."

"Seven Star Sect Yaoguang Peak, Zhang Yu! Please teach me."

"Piaomiao Sect, Wu Can!"

After the two saluted, Wu Can couldn't wait to beat Zhang Yu up.

"Are you ready? I've imagined you being thrown off the ring by me again."

"Come on! This time I'll avenge my previous shame." Zhang Yu stared at Wu Can.

Zhang Yu held the Overlord Sword in his hand and prepared to use the sword. Calm down and breathe slowly.

"The game begins!" the elder's voice rang out.

Wu Can's eyes widened, his eyes gleaming with brilliance. He stamped his feet suddenly, and the whole person shot out like an arrow from a bow. His speed was as fast as lightning, and his figure was even more erratic, as elusive as a ghost.

In the blink of an eye, he had already approached Zhang Yu.

At the same time, Wu Can held a long sword with a cold glow in his right hand, his arm muscles suddenly tensed, and then swung it along.

In an instant, a sharp sword energy broke through the wind, bringing a sharp whistling sound, and swept straight towards Zhang Yu.

"Watch the sword!" As Wu Can's roar resounded through the sky suddenly rang out, the surrounding air seemed to have been hit by a huge impact, and it began to tremble slightly. The extremely sharp sword energy flashed through the void like lightning, rushing straight towards the target with thunderous and unstoppable power.

However, facing such a fierce attack, Zhang Yu was calm and composed, and did not move at all.

Just when the sword energy was only two inches away from him, suddenly, an extremely powerful momentum gushed out from his body.

This momentum spread rapidly like a surging wave, and collided fiercely with the fierce sword energy.

There was a loud "bang", and the two forces offset each other, stirring up a gust of wind that whistled past, blowing everyone's clothes flying.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.The cool air made them exclaim in surprise.

However, Wu Can came with a sword and displayed a set of exquisite sword techniques. The shadows of the sword were heavy, like snowflakes falling, dazzling people.

"This is the snowflake sword technique of my Piaomiao Sect. Let's see how you deal with it." Wu Canxin was full of momentum.

Zhang Yu felt the sword force coming towards him. He had accumulated enough momentum. The veins on his right arm bulged. He waved the Overlord Sword and slashed at Wu Can.

The precise strike collided with Wu Can's sword.

"Clang!"

The swords collided, and a strong air wave exploded.

At that moment of lightning, Wu Can felt a huge force like a tidal wave surging along his right arm that was tightly holding the hilt of the sword. This force was like a violent wave, hitting his arm joints unstoppably.

With a horrifying "crack" sound, Wu Can clearly felt that his sword-holding arm seemed to be crushed by an invisible giant hand!

In an instant, the severe pain swept through his body like a tide, making his eyes black and almost fainting. However, before he could recover from the horrible pain, he had completely lost control of his body. He was like a helpless fallen leaf, rapidly turning in the air and flying backwards.

The sound of the wind whistled past his ears, and Wu Can watched himself getting closer and closer to the pillar of the Immortal Demon Arena. Finally, with a dull bang, his body hit the extremely hard pillar like a cannonball.

Fainted.

Everyone on the field was shocked again.

Really one knife, the battle was resolved.

The elders of the major holy places looked at Zhang Yu in front of them, all silent, with thousands of thoughts in their hearts.

"First match, Seven Star Sect, Zhang Yu wins."

As the elder's voice fell, the other disciples of the Seven Star Sect shouted that Zhang Yu was amazing.

On the high platform, the great elder of the Holy Dao Sect, Lin Ming, and the master of the Medicine Valley, Yao Lingzi, looked at each other without saying anything.

They knew that there must be big changes in the Seven Star Sect, and they all wanted to know, but there was no rush, and they had the confidence to take it slowly.

The elders of the other seven holy places looked at each other, this must be Jiang Wuming's trick again. For a great emperor, it is easy to teach a disciple in the fusion realm.