Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Xu Daoling felt a suffocating pressure facing Chu Yixuan's sword.

The river-like sword energy made it hard to breathe.

It felt like he was being hit not by a sword, but by a real river; the momentum and sword intent were terrifying.

"Yin-Yang Wheel, stabilize!"

Xu Daoling pushed his hands forward, and two crescent-shaped wheels flew out to meet the river of sword energy.

At the same time, he formed a talisman in the air with his fingers and threw it out.

With a boom,

the moment the Yin-Yang Wheel combined with the talisman, it constructed a semi-circular Yin-Yang talisman formation, withstanding the impact of the river of sword energy.

"The great river flows east, washing away all!"

Chu Yixuan moved his arms, condensing countless sword energies into a river, rushing forward with wave upon wave, rising higher and higher, crashing against the talisman formation with a deafening roar.

The talisman formation shook violently, and with a clang, the Yin-Yang Wheel flew to both sides, collapsing instantly.

Xu Daoling's pupils contracted, and with the power of wind spirit added, he instantly retreated, but was still struck by the residual force of the sword energy.

His legs slid backward dozens of meters, and his entire chest was a bloody mess, covered in sword marks, so deep that the bone was visible.

His body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd gasped.

Only two moves!

In just two moves, the disciple of the Zongwang Academy was defeated!

Those who had placed bets cheered, already seeing the glittering gold coins waving at them.

"Hahaha, Zongwang Academy really hasn't disappointed me, still as weak and useless as ever, trash!"

Chu Yixuan's spiritual sword shuttled around his body, his face radiant, and he stepped forward, the spiritual sword transforming into countless sword shadows, launching another attack.

Xu Daoling summoned back the Yin-Yang Wheel to block.

With two clangs,

the Yin-Yang Wheel was sent flying.

Sword energy pierced through his legs with a pfft, and blood flowed freely.

He couldn't stand steadily, his body swayed, and he knelt down on one knee.

"Kneel down, say that your Zongwang Academy is garbage, and I won't torture you today, I'll give you a quick death!"

Chu Yixuan was utterly ruthless, stepping closer.

"I'll go to your mother's, this Daoist will kill you!"

Xu Daoling couldn't walk anymore, crawling forward, throwing out his Yin-Yang Wheel.

"Weak and useless, daring to come on stage and fight me at the Qi Condensation Realm?"

Chu Yixuan waved his sleeve, and the spiritual sword shuttling around his body clang and sent the Yin-Yang Wheel flying.

He came to Xu Daoling and kicked him high into the air, and as he fell, he stomped on his back.

Boom!

Xu Daoling's body sank deeply into the ground, and crimson blood stained the soil red.

"What? Is this all your Zongwang Academy can produce?"

Chu Yixuan looked towards Mu Qianshan and the red-eyed Kongxu down the mountain.

"Uncle Mu, please save the little Daoist, he's about to be beaten to death!"

Xiao Yueyao tugged at Uncle Niao's sleeve, Uncle Niao's body trembling violently, but he remained silent.

He had experienced too many scenes like this, for hundreds of years, repeating every year!

"This head isn't bad." Chu Yixuan grabbed Xu Daoling's hair, pulled him out of the pit, and said, "Looking at this head shape, it's quite round, good material for making lanterns, hahaha!"

Saying that, he was about to cut off Xu Daoling's head.

"You heartless beast!"

Little Monk Kongxu roared, golden light radiating from his body, instantly transforming into a burly Vajra covered in muscles.

He rushed onto the life-and-death stage, swinging his golden fist fiercely towards Chu Yixuan.

"Great River Sword Formation!"

Chu Yixuan sneered, his five fingers spread open, and vigorous true qi condensed in his palm.

The inverted long river, the sound of waves, condensed into a giant Great River Sword, slashing down from the sky.

"Golden Bell Unbreakable!"

Kongxu crossed his arms, the power of his bloodline boiling, condensing into a golden bell, covering his body.

With a clang.

The giant Great River Sword slashed down, causing the golden bell to vibrate violently, deeply dented.

"Another one at the Qi Condensation Realm, weak and useless!"

Chu Yixuan was very confident, high above, urging the sword formation to continue slashing, causing the golden bell to constantly dent.

Kongxu inside was enduring the extreme pressure, cracks began to appear on the Vajra body, blood all over, his legs were trembling, almost unable to stand.

"I just love watching you people from Zongwang Academy struggling to death on the life-and-death stage, it's really pitiful and sad, tsk tsk." Chu Yixuan clicked his tongue, and said, "Kneel down, raise your head, and look up to me!"

"You're dreaming!"

Kongxu persevered with all his strength, the golden bell was in danger of breaking at any time, his body was all blood, even his bald head was overflowing with blood, and his legs were bent to the point of almost touching the ground.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, but even so, he still tried his best to raise his hands, supporting the golden bell cover.

The crowd was silent.

Such a scene could be seen every year.

The disciples of Zongwang Academy always followed one after another.

I don't know whether to say they are stupid, or to say they are men of valor.

"Steward Su, it seems that you misjudged this time."

The Third Prince was in a very good mood, so happy, Zongwang Academy was bound to lose.

"Miss Qin, your Hunter Guild is probably going to bleed a lot, that's an incalculable amount of gold coins."

He looked at Qin Keqing again, unable to hide his schadenfreude.

"The Hunter Guild is wealthy, how could they care about these gold coins." A high-level member of the Great River Sword Sect said in a strange tone, "This morning, my Great River Sword Sect bet 10 billion gold coins, just for fun, I think Miss Qin, doesn't care about this money at all, right?"

The crowd clamored.

The Great River Sword Sect actually bet 10 billion?

That's an astronomical figure!

"The Great River Sword Sect is generous, my Muyang family only bet 2 billion, small bets are fun, small bets are fun."

A high-level member of the Muyang family said with a smile, beside him was Muyang Qingya with a sexy smile on her lips.

"With the Hunter Guild as the bookmaker, how can our four major families not give face, we all bet 2 billion to show our support."

The other three high-level members of the great families also spoke up.

"We only bet 1 billion."

The high-level members of the six great families also said with a smile.

They were now almost ecstatic in their hearts, this time they had made a lot of money, earning huge sums from the Hunter Guild for nothing.

"This little girl wishes you all the best."

Qin Keqing smiled instead, the smile on her face as bright as summer flowers.

"Well, Jun Wuxie shrinks back and dares not show his face, Chu Yixuan, you quickly cut off their heads, this life-and-death duel will be over, we are waiting to receive compensation from the Hunter Guild."

The high-level member of the Great River Sword Sect was full of smugness.

"Since that's the case, this disciple will no longer play with them, two ants at the Qi Condensation Realm are really boring." Chu Yixuan shook his palm, and with a boom, the golden bell collapsed.

Kongxu could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground all at once, his body cracked, many places revealing bone, suffering heavy damage.

Chu Yixuan dragged Xu Daoling's hair, dragged him to Kongxu's side, and then held the spiritual sword, ready to cut off their heads.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Yixuan on the life-and-death stage.

Just then, with a buzz.

A sword embryo broke through the air from Zongwang Mountain, stirring up a violent wave of air all the way, and crashed into Chu Yixuan's spiritual sword with a clang, sparks flying.

The terrifying force caused Chu Yixuan's tiger's mouth to split, his feet sliding backwards along the ground for hundreds of meters, and a terrible gash appeared in the spiritual sword in his hand.

Rumble!

The sword embryo fell, inserted into the ground, causing the life-and-death stage composed of the entire mountain to shake a few times.

Almost at the same time, a figure jumped down from Zongwang Mountain, rushed onto the life-and-death stage in an instant, and brought down Xu Daoling and Kongxu, who were covered in blood.

"Jun Wuxie!"

It wasn't until that figure brought Xu Daoling and Kongxu back to Mu Qianshan that most people saw clearly that it was Jun Wuxie, who had never shown his face!

"Isn't he hiding? How could he suddenly appear in such a strong posture?"

"One sword shook back Chu Yixuan?"

"Bullshit, he caught him off guard, Chu Yixuan wasn't prepared, otherwise it would be impossible for Chu Yixuan to retreat even half a step!"

… …

For a time, the crowd was talking.

Originally, they thought today's life-and-death duel had come to an end, but unexpectedly, Jun Wuxie suddenly appeared.

"Jun Wuxie, you cowardly rat, come up and die! I, Chu Yixuan, will cut off your head within three moves!"

Chu Yixuan's face was gloomy, and his spiritual sword pointed remotely at Jun Wuxie. He was not prepared just now, and was actually shaken back so far, which was unacceptable to him!

Who is he?

He is Chu Yixuan, the third elite disciple of the Great River Sword Sect, ranked fiftieth on the Southern Domain Billboard, qualified to overlook the same generation in the world!

"To kill you, only one sword is needed!"

Jun Wuxie looked at the life-and-death stage, and his confident voice shocked everyone present.

Kill Chu Yixuan with only one sword?

What a joke, this is simply the funniest joke in the world.

A person at most at the Qi Condensation Realm, dares to make such arrogant remarks, to kill a Cave Heaven Realm genius sword cultivator with one sword?

"How are you guys?"

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he ignored Chu Yixuan and turned to check the injuries of Xu Daoling and Kongxu.

"Senior Brother…"

Xu Daoling and Kongxu grabbed his hand tightly, and blood gushed out of their mouths as they spoke.

"I understand everything. I will let everyone in the entire Great Zhou know that today is the day when my Zongwang Academy, after being suppressed by the Great River Sword Sect for hundreds of years to the point of being unable to resist, will achieve a counter-kill, wash away the shame, and stand up completely!"

"Good… good!"

Tears welled up in Uncle Niao's eyes, and he patted Jun Wuxie's shoulder heavily.

"Brother, you have to be careful!"

Yueyao looked at him worriedly.

"Yao'er, don't worry, nothing will happen to brother, I'll be with Yao'er for the rest of my life."

He smiled and gently stroked Yue Yao's nose, then looked at Su Lan, took out the Flame Python's inner core, and said, "Miss Qin told me about the bet through the communication jade talisman. Now I'm going to mortgage it to your Juba斋. How many gold coins can I get? I want to place a bet!"

Su Lan was about to speak, but Qin Keqing preemptively waved the gold coin card in her hand and said, "Why not mortgage it to me? I'll use the gold coins in the card to help you place the bet."

"This…"

"Young Master Jun, mortgaging it to Keqing is the same."

Su Lan said with a smile. She didn't know how many gold coins were in Qin Keqing's card, but she expected the amount to be huge.

She couldn't come up with that much herself. If Jun Wuxie mortgaged it to Juba斋, then the amount he bet would be much smaller, and the odds he won would naturally be less.

"It's settled then. I'll go to the Third Prince to place the bet now. You just need to go on stage and fight the people from the Great River Sword Sect."

Qin Keqing took the beast core from his hand and walked towards the Third Prince.

Jun Wuxie leaped onto the Life and Death Stage.

In an instant, all eyes were focused on him.