Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Only Third-Order Great Demons or higher could leave a scar on Cao Yan's body!

Wu Kui took a deep breath and bowed to Cao Yan.

"Four Realms Sword Pavilion, Wu Kui! Please enlighten me!!"

Cao Yan looked at Wu Kui, his eyes full of respect.

The two stood three zhang apart.

Cao Yan cupped his hands and stared directly at Wu Kui, and said in a deep voice.

"Great Xia Sword Sect, Cao Yan!"

The auras of the two were extremely powerful, and the space was torn apart, revealing fine cracks.

The surrounding disciples held their breaths and dared not speak.

"This... these two people's aura is so strong, I can hardly breathe."

"Me too..."

"That cultivator named Cao Yan, he is obviously so thin, why does he possess such terrifying physical strength!"

"So scary, just a light grip can tear the space apart, is this the power that a Celestial Immortal Realm cultivator's body can reach?"

"I have been in the Four Realms Sword Pavilion for a hundred years, and I have never seen Senior Brother Wu Kui's eyes so dignified."

The people from the Great Xia Sword Sect couldn't help but hold their breath when they looked at Wu Kui's sturdy body.

The other party's body was too oppressive.

Just standing there was like a small mountain, it was hard to imagine what kind of terrifying power such a body would unleash.

Suddenly, Jiang Peng's voice transmission came to Li Guanqi's ears.

"Brother Li, how is Cao Yan's strength?"

Li Guanqi turned his head to look at another viewing platform.

"What's wrong? Why are you asking this?"

Jiang Peng first glanced at the arena, and then couldn't help but say.

"If... um... to put it bluntly."

"Wu Kui's physical strength is the best among the Celestial Immortal Realm disciples of the Four Realms Sword Pavilion!"

"Even after he breaks through to True Immortal, he will still be the number one in physical strength among the True Immortal disciples in the pavilion!"

Jiang Peng took a deep look at Wu Kui on the distant stage and took a deep breath.

"His talent bloodline possesses some power of a demon beast, and his talent is extremely strong!"

Li Guanqi frowned slightly, unexpectedly that the cultivator named Wu Kui actually contained the bloodline of a great demon?

Zhou Wuyue in front suddenly turned around, turned his head and glared at Jiang Peng, and said coldly.

"Jiang Peng, at any rate, we and the Great Xia Sword Sect are now on opposite sides, so you are so blatantly revealing Wu Kui's information to the other party?"

"Which side are you on?"

Zhou Wuyue's voice was not small, almost everyone in the stands heard it, and they all focused their eyes on Jiang Peng.

Among them, there were some who frowned and glared angrily.

Zhu Ding next to him suddenly stood up, frowned slightly, and stood silently behind Jiang Peng.

Jiang Peng felt a figure appearing behind him, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, stood up and looked at Zhou Wuyue.

This senior brother who is very senior in the Four Realms Sword Pavilion.

Jiang Peng, who is actually more like a rogue scholar, did not avoid Zhou Wuyue's questioning at all.

"That's right, I said it."

"But... so what?"

"Senior Brother Zhou is meddling a bit too much, isn't he?"

"Do I, Jiang Peng, need to report to you what I want to do? Are you my master? Or an elder in the pavilion?"

"Of course, if you don't understand, I'll put it more simply."

Jiang Peng slowly straightened his back, lowered his hands slightly, and said calmly.

"What I want to do is none of your business."

Boom!!!

Zhou Wuyue's face was extremely gloomy, and an unparalleled True Immortal pressure burst out from his body in an instant.

"The younger generation in the pavilion today really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

"I don't mind taking action to educate you!!"

Jiang Peng sneered.

Clang!!!

The blade pointed diagonally at Zhou Wuyue in the front few rows, his chin raised slightly, and his lips parted slightly.

"Suppress your cultivation, come and fight."

Boom!!!!

A vast and terrifying sword intent soared into the sky!!

Two golden light phantoms instantly appeared behind Jiang Peng.

The terrifying sword intent tore apart the firmament and void, and hundreds of thousands of dense dark cracks appeared beside him.

Zhu Ding quickly flew back, and the disciples of the Four Realms Sword Pavilion fled in horror.

The huge stands were easily shattered, and the cracks tore and devoured everything around them.

Li Guanqi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

"Enlightenment Realm Sword Intent!"

"Those two phantoms... are so strong!"

"His Enlightenment Realm Sword Intent is not simple at all!"

When Zhou Wuyue felt the terrifying sword intent emanating from Jiang Peng's body, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He never expected that he had only been away from the sect for more than ten years.

A sword cultivator so monstrous had appeared in the sect.

Now Zhou Wuyue is in a dilemma, if he agrees, he is not sure of winning steadily by suppressing his cultivation.

If he doesn't agree... so many people are watching now, and he can't get off the stage if he loses face.

The disciples of the Four Realms Sword Pavilion swallowed their saliva even more when they saw this scene.

"Is Jiang Peng so fierce? How come I don't know..."

"Pointing his sword at Senior Brother Zhou, how will this end? The fight hasn't even started above, and the fight is about to start below."

Li Ruoling crossed her arms, turned her head to look at the two people who were at daggers drawn, and frowned slightly.

He took a deep look at Jiang Peng.

It is undeniable that Jiang Peng's cultivation strength is definitely a genius monster!

The elder on the side spoke in a timely manner and scolded.

"Put away your sword! What is the propriety!"

Jiang Peng smiled and put away his sword when he heard the words, and cupped his hands and smiled.

"Sorry, Old Zhang, I made it difficult for you."

The old man glared at him angrily, turned his head to look at Zhou Wuyue, who had a gloomy face, and frowned.

"You sit down too."

Li Guanqi's voice rang in Jiang Peng's ears.

"Thank you."

"Don't worry, my third brother... is very strong!"

The two people on the stage clashed with their aura, and a fiery fighting spirit flashed in Wu Kui's eyes.

His hands were lowered slightly, and as he clenched his fists slowly, the surrounding space was also pulled into pieces.

"Please!"

Cao Yan took a deep look at Wu Kui and said in a deep voice.

"My second brother told me to fight quickly."

"So... please use your strongest state to deal with me."

After speaking, Cao Yan slowly turned around and walked out more than ten zhang.

Wu Kui also turned around and walked towards the back.

While walking, Wu Kui's aura began to skyrocket, and it only stopped when it reached the level of a True Immortal First Stage.

Nine thick flame spiritual rhyme rings flickered with scorching light behind him.

Clatter! Clatter!!!

The sound of clothes tearing slowly came, Wu Kui's eyes gradually turned dark gold, and the violent power blessed his body under the surge of energy and blood.

The already burly figure was raised a lot again, the muscles supported the clothes, and the blue veins on his arms were as thick as an ordinary person's little finger.

Wu Kui, who was breathing heavily, turned around slowly, wearing a pair of huge dark gold finger tigers on his hands.

After turning around, just standing there made the surrounding space unable to withstand its power, and cracks appeared.

The metal arena floor under his feet was forcibly stepped out of two shallow footprints.

Cao Yan looked at Wu Kui with a solemn expression, and murmured in his mouth.

"Apocalypse · Oath of Blood Lone Yang!"

Boom!!!

Mysterious and incomparable patterns emitted from the blue-purple terrifying thunder entwined on the fist armor.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying fist intent spread out!!!

Yan Chuan stood up suddenly, staring at Cao Yan intently.

"Fist intent... Enlightenment!!"

In an instant, the color of the world changed, and the world's phenomena spread out.

Dark clouds pressed down on the city, and blood appeared.

Strong winds rose suddenly, and sand and rocks flew.

A phantom of an ancient god suddenly appeared behind Cao Yan.

The vast spiritual light phantom looked down on all living beings with contempt.

Bang! Crack, crack, crack!!!

With Cao Yan as the center, the ground of the metal magic weapon arena began to collapse inch by inch, as if it could not withstand the power in his body.

Wu Kui's pupils trembled, his whole body's hair stood on end, and a chill rushed straight to the top of his head!!!

But what he felt more in his heart was the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent, and his body was trembling with excitement.

Li Guanqi and others were very shocked.

This was the first time they had seen Cao Yan go all out!!

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Third brother is so strong now!"

Li Guanqi also nodded, the current Cao Yan gave people the feeling that the restrained long sword was suddenly unsheathed.

Boom!!

Cao Yan's whole body muscles were tense and towering, he lowered his head and looked up at Wu Kui.

"One punch, determine the victory or defeat!"

"Okay!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two figures rushed towards each other like two wild bulls!!

The two of them exuded an energetic and crazy fighting spirit, which could be felt even through the formation barrier.

Two afterimages flashed, and the two punched each other!!!

Boom!! Boom!!!!!!!

A roaring sound that pierced the eardrums suddenly sounded.

The terrifying fire soared into the sky, and the space around the two was crushed by the powerful force.

The formation barrier that was enough to resist the True Immortal Third Stage actually had fine and dense cracks at this time, and the cracking sound was endless.

Boom!!

An extremely burly figure shot out instantly, slammed heavily on the formation barrier, and actually smashed dense cracks in the formation barrier!!!

Wu Kui's entire right arm was blown to pieces, and half of his shoulder was bloody and slumped on the ground.

Fresh blood flowed down his forehead, and the ground was full of broken finger tiger fragments.

And the thin figure that shot back several zhang had a limp right arm and a ruddy complexion.

Cao Yan's face, who was overflowing with blood from the corner of his mouth, was full of excitement.

The severe pain of the broken arm not only did not make him fall, but instead made him full of fighting spirit!!!

Cao Yan stepped forward with his left foot, and then stopped, as if thinking of something, his eyes were full of regret.

The ancient god phantom behind him flickered, and then slowly disappeared under Cao Yan's control.

"Celestial Immortal battle, Great Xia Sword Sect Cao Yan, wins!!"

Cao Yan flashed and helped Wu Kui up, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

At this time, Wu Kui's internal organs had been shattered, and there was massive bleeding in his body.

"You are very good, but there is no way... my second brother won't let me fight for too long."

Cao Yan turned his head and grinned at Ye Feng under the stage, and then supported Wu Kui and flew towards the direction of the Earth Realm Pavilion.

There is a place for healing in the Earth Realm Pavilion.

Ye Feng turned his head to look at Zhuang Xiaomeng on the high platform, his eyes were calm.

It seemed to be saying...

'Do you think I was wrong before?'