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"Stinking brat, I have to say, your battle strength is beyond my expectations. No wonder even my royal father wants to kill you. "

Zhuge Qinyun looked coldly at Jing Yunxiao, an even thicker killing intent emitting from the depths of his eyes. The more shocking Jing Yunxiao's performance was, the more it meant that the value of his life was higher.

"Zhuge Qinyun, why don't you just be more straightforward and say that you're a piece of trash?"

Jing Yunxiao replied indifferently.

If Zhuge Qinyun wanted to fight him, he would be asking for trouble.

Jing Yunxiao had mastered the Emperor Fire God Body, adding on the Dragon Claw, in terms of physical strength, even a third stage Xuanwu Stage realm warrior would not be able to gain much benefits from him.

But Jing Yunxiao understood, this Zhuge Qinyun was not stupid enough to want to compete with Jing Yunxiao in physical strength, after taking a loss, he would definitely change his strategy.

Of course, no matter how Zhuge Qinyun changed his strategy, it was useless.

Today, Zhuge Qinyun's life was going to be theirs.

After hearing Jing Yunxiao's words, Zhuge Qinyun's eyes flashed with a cold light, the overflowing spirit energy started to erupt out of his body like a volcano, and in an instant, it was as though Jing Yunxiao was trapped in a surging ocean, and from time to time, a powerful wave would whizz towards him.

"Stinky brat, don't get cocky too early. No matter how strange you are, no matter how many tricks you have up your sleeves, there is only one ending for you today. This stretch of hunting forest, the land under your feet, will be your grave. "

Zhuge Qinyun's eyes were like an eagle's, filled with killing intent.

The next moment, with a flip of his hand, a black gigantic sword appeared in his palm. With a clench of his palm, boundless spirit energy completely wrapped around the black sword, and at the next moment, the sword body trembled, and the black sword rushed out explosively.

That sword strike was as though stars had fallen from the sky, and it attacked Jing Yunxiao once again.

"Meteor Shower Divine Sword."

The endless Sword Qi turned into specks of starlight, shooting towards Jing Yunxiao.

"Hmph, Zhuge Qinyun, if you want to kill me, then bring out your true abilities. What are you even thinking about, such a small thing? Your cultivation is at the second level of the Xuanwu Stage, is it really just trash like that? "

Seeing Zhuge Qinyun striking out, Jing Yunxiao was not afraid in the slightest, but instead mocked him insolently.

As Jing Yunxiao's voice sounded, numerous Spiritual Seal s appeared continuously at his fingertips, and finally gathered into a ring of light. Within the ring of light, many stars began to flash, and it seemed like they were somewhat similar to the Meteor Shower Divine Sword that Zhuge Qinyun had used.

But what Jing Yunxiao had cast was a spirit formation: the Meteorite Spirit Formation.

Boom! Boom!

The two attacks collided in the air and exploded, creating a hurricane that swept in the surroundings and caused the surrounding trees to tumble and rocks to bounce. Smoke and dust billowed.

Taking advantage of the cloud of dust, Zhuge Qinyun's body leapt violently into the air. At the same time, the sword in his hand condensed into a bloody mist that resembled a halo of light. Borrowing the smoke and dust to obstruct his line of sight, the sword stabbed towards Jing Yunxiao's throat.

"Limitless Silk Seal, Fourth Seal."

Jing Yunxiao had long since seen through Zhuge Qinyun's actions. The moment Zhuge Qinyun made his move, Jing Yunxiao also made his move, and when all of the nearly berserk spirit energy converged onto Jing Yunxiao's right palm like a tide, a huge palm imprint that contained boundless power smashed into the air directly smashed towards Zhuge Qinyun.

"Rumble."

Huge gusts of wind violently surged up from the surroundings like a tsunami. Jing Yunxiao and Zhuge Qinyun's bodies flew backwards, out of the sky filled with yellow sand. The two of them had to retreat more than ten steps before they managed to stabilize their bodies.

"Damn it."

Zhuge Qinyun was angry at the bottom of his heart.

He originally thought that it would be easy to deal with Jing Yunxiao who was only at the ninth stage of the Spiritual Martial Stage, but now, it seems that nothing was as he had thought.

Although Jing Yunxiao's level of cultivation was not high, his fighting strength had long since far surpassed that of's.2

This kind of person was the most terrifying.

You don't know how many tricks he still has, and you don't know where his greatest potential lies. Suddenly, you will fall into his trap.

"Zhuge Qinyun, didn't you say how awesome you think you are just now? Why was he unable to speak now? Without that kind of strength, young people still had to know how to be modest, not to mention those big names. Haven't you ever heard a word? It's called pride makes you step back, modesty makes you move forward. Come on, I'll keep watching. "

Jing Yunxiao smiled indifferently, as if he did not put Zhuge Qinyun in his eyes at all.

This made Zhuge Qinyun even more furious.

Humility?

Who wasn't humble?

Was it called modesty for a mere ninth stage Spiritual Martial Stage to educate a second stage Xuanwu Stage practitioner like him?

"Brat, if you have anything to point at in front of me, you can take your life."

In the next moment, his body suddenly took a step forward, and the spirit energy that was roaring around him surged out from his body once again. At the same time, the black greatsword in his hand was once again enveloped by the ferocious spirit energy, and in the next moment, the black greatsword pointed upwards with a finger, and pointed towards the sky.

"Di Yuan Sword Art."

Zhuge Qinyun's low voice resounded through the surroundings. Following the traces of spirit energy frantically gathering on the sword's body, within a radius of ten metres, light suddenly shone out, and an incomparably bright light shot out from the sword's body, causing Jing Yunxiao to be unable to open his eyes.

Each light sword was at least a hundred feet tall, and emitted a terrifying destructive power. Even if the destructive power was only spreading to the surroundings, the surrounding boulders should have collapsed, and the ancient trees should have collapsed.

Waves of tornados surrounded the area.

This sword art was probably close to the Heaven Ranked Martial Arts.

This Zhuge Qinyun was indeed forced into a corner, so desperate that he could use his most powerful killing move.

Feeling the other party's aura that was as ferocious as an enormous wave, Jing Yunxiao's eyes slightly contracted as his expression also started to turn serious.

Seeing the solemness on Jing Yunxiao's face, Zhuge Qinyun's cold laughter resounded in his ears, and then Zhuge Qinyun shouted sinisterly: "Haha, brat, just obediently die under my sword."

Finished speaking, the extremely destructive Di Yuan Sword Art exploded towards Jing Yunxiao.

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