Mortal Bones

"In the next round, you just need to do your best. You don't have to fight to the death with these evildoers."

Little Nun Lu Rushuang nodded and patted Xu Taiping's shoulder.

She understood Xu Taiping's words very well. After all, she had also participated in the Golden Scale Club and knew that all efforts would be in vain in front of true talent.

"Boom!——"

At this moment, a sharp explosion sounded again on the Golden Scale Stage.

Looking at the Golden Scale Stage again, it had been clearly divided into two parts by the sword energy of Juque and the breath of the Great Emperor Zhenwu.

The two auras were deadlocked for less than two breaths, and then Zhu Qiongmo suddenly put his palms together and formed a seal, then pointed at Ji Ye below with force, and shouted loudly--

"Sword, out!!!"

As soon as the words fell, accompanied by a sword sound like a dragon's roar, the Juque sword suddenly lit up with circles of light, and a magnificent sword intent that was ten times more vast and heavy than before, with a sword force that seemed to split the world, slashed towards the shadow of the Zhenwu Emperor below.

"Bang!"

And at the same time that the Juque sword fell, the strings of the guqin on Ji Ye's legs broke after the last syllable.

Immediately, the shadows of countless soldiers in the army suddenly shattered, turning into strands of green and blue wind, which quickly gathered in the hands of the Zhenwu Emperor, and finally turned into a long sword with cold light in all directions, which was held in the hands of the Zhenwu Emperor.

"There is no one in heaven or on earth who will not be killed by Zhenwu!"

A deep and hoarse voice, as if it had traveled through the long river of time, resounded in the Golden Scale Pool like thunder, startling the dragons peeking in the pool and diving into the water one after another.

Immediately, the shadow of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, holding a long sword, slashed at the falling Juque Sword with one sword.

The moment the long sword slashed, the cultivators only saw that half of the world under the long sword of the Great Emperor Zhenwu was densely covered with sword shadows, and an unprecedented pressure, like a powerful palm, tightly pinched the necks of the people in the stands.

Until this sword collided with the Juque Sword, the piercing explosion sound made most of the cultivators present deaf, leaving only the buzzing sound of tinnitus, and the suffocating feeling of being strangled by the neck disappeared.

When everyone came to their senses and their hearing was restored, they saw the Juque Sword in the sky above the Golden Scale Platform shattered with a bang.

At the same time, Zhu Qiongmo's body was swept by the aftermath of the sword, and the blood mist exploded from his back, just turning into a sword shadow.

"Bang!"

Zhu Qiongmo's body fell heavily to the ground uncontrollably.

The surrounding stands were dead silent, and the crowd did not laugh or ridicule, but only respect.

Because if you ask yourself, most of the cultivators present could not take the sword that the shadow of the Zhenwu Emperor just slashed.

Different from the respect for Zhu Qiongmo, the eyes of the crowd looking at Ji Ye were full of awe.

Especially those cultivators who have learned that the song Ji Ye just played is the song of the demon entering the formation. At this moment, the eyes they look at Ji Ye are no different from seeing a ghost.

You know, although Dongfang Yuejian had also performed the source method of opening the sky with a stroke before, she obviously only mastered the most superficial part.

But this Ji Ye has actually mastered the song of the demon entering the formation to the extent that he can invite the Zhenwu Emperor to enter the formation.

At least from the strength shown on the surface, there is a gap between the two.

For a moment, almost all the cultivators who entered the next round had the same idea in their hearts-

"Don't draw Ji Ye in the next round!"

On the attic stand of Xuanyun Martial Arts Hall, everyone, including Lu Rushuang, had the same idea in their hearts.

"Buddha bless you, in the next round, senior brother, please don't draw Ji Ye, this guy is simply impossible to beat!"

Princess Tiancheng has begun to pray to the Buddha.

"From the current situation, Ji Ye is indeed the most difficult opponent."

Lu Rushuang also said with a serious expression.

Xu Taiping smiled when he heard it, then stretched his waist, looked at Chu Tiancheng and Lu Rushuang and said:

"My grandfather often said that the more you don't want something to happen, the more it will happen."

Hearing this, Chu Tiancheng covered Xu Taiping's mouth and said:

"Puh, phuh, senior brother, don't be a jinx!"

...

That evening.

After watching all the competitions today, Xu Taiping, Lu Rushuang and others returned to Xuanyun Martial Arts Hall.

As before, everyone did not go into the house to rest, but waited in the front yard for the Golden Scale Ranking to announce the next round of names.

"Fortunately, it seems that, except for Ji Ye, the rest of the people are not much different from our initial speculation."

Princess Tiancheng looked at the list of people who were promoted to the next round today and said.

"This is not a good thing."

Lu Rushuang shook her head.

Xu Taiping also had a solemn expression.

Just because the next six competitions were too dull, they did not even find a trace of the Xuanhuo Demon Seed. In this way, the chance of a head-on encounter in the next round will be greatly increased.

This is naturally not a good thing.

"Master, why do you say that?"

Chu Tiancheng, who did not know the existence of the Xuanhuo Demon Seed, looked at Lu Rushuang in confusion.

"Because..."

"Buzz..."

Lu Rushuang was about to explain when the spiritual mirror on the table suddenly trembled.

"The list of the next round of the Golden Scale Ranking will be announced!"

Chu Xiaoxiao, who was bored at the side, suddenly had her eyes light up and moved closer to the spirit mirror.

The eyes of the other people also turned to the spirit mirror.

Soon, a list of names began to appear on the spirit mirror, and when Xu Taiping's name appeared, Chu Tiancheng suddenly stood up with a "swoosh", and then stamped his feet angrily and said:

"How could this happen!!!"

In the list displayed by the spirit mirror, the name next to Xu Taiping was Ji Ye of Juemingtian Guangling Pavilion.

After being stunned for a moment, Xu Taiping sighed and said:

"What you fear will come true."

Just as he said this, the voice of Daogui rang in his mind-

"What is there to be afraid of? Hurry up and wash up, and continue to follow me to the Daoyu to practice tonight!"

Hearing this, Xu Taiping's mouth twitched a few times, and then he said in his heart:

"Senior, the competition will be in two days, let me rest..."

"Only dead people need to rest, get in quickly!"

"Okay."

...

"Great!"

Almost at the same time, in a room of the inn where the disciples of Guangling Pavilion were staying, the goddess Mu Yuchen jumped three feet high after seeing the list on the spirit mirror.

"Brother, Xiaoye can finally help you get revenge this time!"

She then looked at Mu Yun with excitement.

Mu Yun frowned when he heard this, and then nodded and said:

"Compared to the others, this Xu Taiping is indeed an opponent who knows everything about him."