Hell Emperor

Chapter 95 Qin Qiong-Zhan Guan Gong

As Ye Jie took a step forward, the ten-foot-tall green-robed phantom sword behind him slashed. Unparalleled majesty and fighting spirit erupted from his body, and the sharp moon blade pointed straight at Qin Qiong in front of him.

"What...he actually invited Guan Gong to possess him? How could the mighty Guan Sheng Emperor be willing to possess the ghost in the Guangwang Palace?"

Qin Qiong, who was well-informed, had never seen such a battle, but he quickly calmed down. Even when faced with the shadow of the Martial Saint who was the best in his era, he did not give in and turned away. Double weapons, ready to fight.

The confrontation between the auras made the already tense situation even more tense. On one side is Qin Qiong's one-foot-tall glazed body, and on the other side is Guan Gong's one-foot-tall shadow of the Martial Saint. The dharma body stared closely at the shadow. Qin Qiong looked straight at Ye Jie who had a talisman on his forehead. Their eyes met, as if countless sparks were flying.

Li Ba and Xie Xinyu, who were watching the battle not far away, did not even dare to take a breath, for fear that their own sound would break the suffocating calm.

Suddenly, Qin Qiong roared, like thunder echoing on the battlefield. He took a big step, and the long mace in his hand shot out of the wind, like a strong wind and rain, and the attack was continuous.

Ye Jie waved his hands in vain, and the Yanyue Sword in the hands of the Martial Saint Phantom behind him danced like the wind, forming strong winds. The blade was surrounded by green dragons, and its power was astonishing, firmly blocking Qin Qiong's mace.

Qin Qiong's mace was extremely sharp. He moved quickly, trying to find the enemy's flaw. However, the shadow of the Martial Saint was like a towering mountain peak with no flaw, blocking him firmly. No matter how hard he tried, he could not find any flaw. A little benefit.

The test was ineffective, Qin Qiong immediately used his killing move, raised his mace to the sky, and let out a long shout: "Quiet Shadow Shen Bi!"

Several dense light prisons fell straight from the sky, shrouding Ye Jie's figure.

Seeing this situation, Li Ba's pupils shrank. She was defeated by this move of Silent Shadow Sinking Bi. Not only did the light prison restrain the person's body, but the accompanying spiritual power bombardment could directly make her proud. The dharma body was shattered. If Ye Jie had been hit by this trick, he would probably not be much better.

However, the situation in the field was beyond Li Ba's expectation. He saw Wu Sheng's shadow calmly raising the Yanyue Sword in his hand. Ye Jie also felt something in his heart, and he let out a loud voice: "Pass the level and kill the general!"

As this sound fell, bursts of sword light shot past the Yanyue Sword. The green crescent sword light, carrying an unstoppable and infinite fighting spirit, shattered the light falling in the air. The sword light was unstoppable. It decreased, extended all the way upward, until it shot to the end of the sky, and then disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

When one move failed, Qin Qiong immediately changed his move and pointed the golden mace in his hand directly at Ye Jie: "Turn essence into nothingness!"

The glazed light shield enveloped Ye Jie's body. When the light shield shattered, the enemies inside would be severely injured.

Xie Xinyu exclaimed, even the head of the family, who had few rivals in her memory, was also seriously injured by this move, leaving painful injuries that were difficult to heal, and the injuries were transferred to her body. The Martial Saint behind Ye Jie Although the shadow is strong, can it really survive this attack?

As if to confirm Xie Xinyu's thoughts, Ye Jie put away his sword in front of him. The momentum all over his body surged, and billowing waves of air spurted out from his body. He took a step forward, his steps steady and powerful, and with the shock of the earth shaking, he spoke out A loud and long shout: "Yi is as thin as the sky!"

The glazed light flashed away, and everyone heard the sound of breaking glass. However, Ye Jie, who was at the most intense point of the attack, seemed to be fine. Not only did his aura not diminish, but it became even stronger.

"Is this the power of the Martial Saint? It's really extraordinary... It seems that I can't hold back."

Looking at the red-faced and long-bearded figure behind Ye Jie in the distance, Qin Qiong's complexion changed slightly. His two major killing moves were easily resolved by Guan Gong. The strength of the martial saint who was the leader of an era in the past was unfathomable.

As Qin Qiong's thoughts moved, his aura suddenly rose. When he no longer deliberately suppressed his own realm, he jumped from what everyone thought was the mid-fourth level to the late fourth-level level.

It was only at this moment, after noticing the sudden change in Qin Qiong's aura, that Li Ba realized that the previous siege by the three people did not force Qin Qiong's full strength at all, and he was able to resolve it with ease.

"Ye Jie, he is stronger than we expected, you have to be careful..."

Looking at Ye Jie, who was looming over the Martial Saint, Li Ba couldn't help but feel worried.

At the beginning of the mission, Li Ba was quite dissatisfied with Ye Jie. He believed that with his strength, he could not bear the title of the best ghost officer in Guangwang Palace, and might drag everyone down. However, now that the crisis is coming, everyone They had all been defeated in front of Qin Qiong, but Ye Jie was still standing in front of a powerful enemy, looking for a way to turn defeat into victory.

She didn't know when, but Ye Jie's seemingly thin figure gradually became taller in her eyes. She never thought that Guizhan, whom she had always looked down upon, could have such a side.

"Ye Jie, you must win..." Looking at Ye Jie who was fighting alone, Xie Xinyu also had some hope in his eyes, silently cheering for Ye Jie in his heart.

Facing the unfathomable shadow of the Martial Saint, Qin Qiong, who no longer suppressed his state of mind, also had a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes: "The name of the Martial Saint is well-deserved. Let's decide the outcome with the next move!"

As Qin Qiong finished speaking, the maces in his hands emitted a bright golden light, which was as dazzling as the stars, making people dare not look directly at it.

The moment the light lit up, everyone held their breath. The brighter the light, the stronger the spiritual power contained in it. This move can be said to contain all of Qin Qiong's power.

The power of this move was astonishing. Just looking at it from a distance, he felt like needles pricking his heart. He didn't dare to take another look. Ye Jie was firmly locked by Qin Qiong's aura and had no way of escaping. How should he withstand this powerful blow?

To everyone's surprise, behind Ye Jie, the shadow of the Martial Saint was calm and composed. Even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of his eyes, he could not blink his eyes and was not affected at all.

That wordless silence made Qin Qiong, who had accumulated strength, feel shocked. He did not dare to hesitate, and immediately flew forward. The two maces in his hands burst out with brilliance. When he was about to get close, he threw both maces from his hands at the same time. With an indomitable power, he went straight towards Ye Jie, and with the strong wind howling, even if the judge stopped in front of this double attack, he would still lose a layer of skin if he didn't die.

Ye Jie finally moved. He slashed down with his sword, and the green dragon galloped. The shadow of the Martial Saint behind him let out a roar that was enough to shake away all obstacles in front of him. His two maces were swept aside without any suspense. Qin Qiong was stunned. Suddenly, I heard Ye Jie shouting again: "Ride alone for thousands of miles!"

The sword light swept across the sky, and when the light dissipated, Ye Jie stood on the spot, and the shadow behind him slowly dispersed, while Qin Qiong had fallen to the ground, her breath weak, and she was unable to continue fighting.