Feeling Jing Song's increasingly intense gaze, Jing Mingxuan became more certain that Jing Song wanted to make a comeback in this life-and-death situation.
The difference in the three levels of cultivation can indeed make Jing Song's chances of winning even greater.
But don't forget that he bound two emperor-level magic weapons not long ago, among which the Dantian Wine Flask can double his strength.
However, triple cultivation cannot provide twice the strength.
Although he has never played head-to-head with Jing Song, he has the data that Jing Song has tested within the family.
Roughly speaking, for each level of cultivation, its strength increases by 10%.
A little calculation can show that the current Jing Song is 33.1% stronger than the Jing Song in the second stage of the extraordinary realm.
As for him, his current data is 25% higher than Jing Song during the second level of the Transcendent Realm.
Therefore, as long as Jing Song does not hide and tuck in, his winning rate is infinitely close to 100%.
Jing Mingxuan thinks so much because this battle must be fought and won.
Only in this way can the Jing family who chose No. 1 be confident about the future.
Jing Song, who didn't wait for Jing Mingxuan's response for a long time, frowned lightly.
Is Jing Mingxuan not going to agree?
Right!
In a life and death situation, the loser will die!
Not to mention that Jing Mingxuan is now with a female demon cultivator who is no less important than the empress. Just because of his previous status as the eldest young master of the Jing family, it is very likely that he will not agree.
What's even more annoying is that Jing Song doesn't dare to say the slightest sarcasm.
Because it was very likely that he would be killed by the female demon cultivator before it had the effect of motivating the generals.
Then he died without saying anything, before it was too late to confess You Feng.
At this time, Jing Mingxuan opened his mouth, "I accept your challenge."
Jing Song blinked his eyes, his face full of disbelief, and his heart was as excited as a deer.
Hahaha!
Here's his chance to make a name for himself!
Jing Cheng and Jing Ziang's eyes were fixed at the same time.
The two of them realized that Jing Mingxuan must be sure of victory when he agreed, and he also had other purposes.
Jing Mingxuan turned his eyes to Su Muchan who was standing aside, and said softly: "Master, please watch from the sidelines as I defeat Jing Song!"
Su Muchan nodded obediently. In her perception, Jing Song was indeed stronger than Jing Mingxuan.
But Jing Mingxuan had two great emperor-level magic weapons attached to him, so it was impossible to lose.
A moment later, Jingsong and Jingmingxuan were 10 meters apart in a straight line.
Jing Ziang saw that both of them were ready, so he let out a majestic and majestic voice.
"The game of life and death, Jing Mingxuan vs. Jing Song, begins!"
As soon as this sound came out, Jing Song's body moved.
He didn't know what Jing Mingxuan had up his sleeve, so he had to cut through the mess quickly.
A layer of white light burst out around the sword in his hand, which contained his full power.
After Jing Mingxuan entered his attack range, he slashed with his sword without any hesitation.
Kill violently!
With a hiss, Jing Mingxuan pulled out the Purple Lotus Sword from his waist, and then used a very ordinary sword to block it.
The moment the two swords came into contact, Jing Song showed a smile. In his opinion, Jing Mingxuan, who did not use martial arts to resist, would definitely not be able to catch the sword.
However, what he didn't expect was that his sword was split into two, and the other side fell to the ground with a clang.
At the same time, an extremely powerful imperial power invaded his whole body.
At this moment, Jing Song realized that he could not use any strength, his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.
No matter how ill-sighted the people around him were, they still realized something from the imperial power that swept through the entire meeting hall.
"No way!" Jing Cheng's mouth twitched, his eyes filled with disbelief.
As the great elder, Jing Ziang seemed calmer, but his voice was still trembling when he spoke.
"Great...Emperor level...magic weapon!"
The elders all froze in place.
Especially the elders who had chosen the second option before, all of them had mixed emotions, and their expressions were as rich as they wanted.
No wonder Jing Mingxuan dares to say that he is the number one cultivating family in the world!
Ganqing has already obtained an emperor-level magic weapon from the female demon cultivator.
At this moment, the elders who chose the second choice felt nothing but regret in their hearts.
The elders who chose one were all smiling.
As the saying goes, if a person achieves enlightenment and a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven, Jing Mingxuan's future is limitless, which means that their future is also limitless.
Jing Song's eyes were slightly dazed.
If he wants to obtain an emperor-level magic weapon, he must either kill Jing Mingxuan in advance, or become the empress's strongest disciple in three years and defeat Jing Mingxuan.
The latter has to compete with more than 5,000 people, and the winner is Jing Mingxuan, who has the supreme talent and has been practicing for three years.
The former is simpler.
But the empress may not necessarily give you an emperor-level magic weapon, and there is a high possibility that she will be hunted down by the female demon cultivator.
Of course, the most important thing is that he now finds that the former is not easy. He wants to defeat Jing Mingxuan, who holds an emperor-level magic weapon!
But there is no chance at all...
Just when I was thinking this, I heard a 'pop' sound in my ear.
Taking a closer look, Jing Mingxuan had opened the mouth of the snow-white gourd fastened to his waist and drank the wine that exuded a mellow aroma.
Tons, tons, tons!
After taking a big sip, Jing Mingxuan covered the mouth of the Dantian wine bottle and fastened it to his waist again.
A blush appeared on his handsome face, and he looked at Jing Song in a state of drunkenness.
In the next moment, the figure disappeared from Jing Song's eyes.
What?
Jing Song was confused!
The elders who were watching were shocked!
At this time, Jing Mingxuan's explosive speed was much faster than before.
Bang!
A palm print appeared on Jing Song's chest.
puff!
Jing Song flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood while staring ahead as if seeing a ghost.
Because he had never seen Jing Mingxuan until this moment.
Crush!
He was completely crushed!
Why is the gap in strength so huge?
Isn't he three levels higher than Jing Mingxuan?
With the heavy sound of landing, Jing Song finally noticed the blind spot and said: "Is it that wine?"
All the elders were startled.
They actually thought it was wine, but what kind of wine could have such magical effects?
Before they could continue to speculate, a weaker imperial power burst out and swept through the entire meeting hall.
The elders were confused!
"I'll wipe it! Is that gourd also a great emperor-level magic weapon?"
"Two great emperor-level magic weapons..."
The elders who chose the second option were already filled with regret!
The elders who chose the first option were grinning from ear to ear, with the corners of their mouths raised to the level of a crooked mouth.
As Jing Mingxuan's father, Jing Cheng is the one with the most exaggerated smile.
The two emperor-level magic weapons are actually not that important in his eyes.
What is really important is to be able to give Xuan'er two emperor-level magic weapons, which means that the female demon cultivator Xuan'er worships has a profound background.
Actually!
There is no background, it is just the owner of the forbidden area of the abyss who came to give a big gift package.
Jing Song, who was lying on the ground, his eyes dim and his face ashen, laughed self-deprecatingly.
"Ha! I thought I still had a chance to defeat you, but I didn't expect that I'm just a frog in the well."
Jing Mingxuan did not let down his guard, still holding the Purple Lotus Sword tightly, and said: "So you are admitting defeat now?"
"Yes! I admit defeat!" Jing Song affirmed.
Jing Mingxuan still approached slowly while maintaining vigilance, and asked at the same time: "Who is the person behind you?"
"You Feng!" Jing Song replied simply.
Jing Mingxuan murmured calmly, "You Feng?"
I was shocked.
This guy's status in the original work is not low. He is one of the thirty-six direct disciples of the heroine, ranking thirty-sixth.
Don't underestimate the thirty-sixth one. You Feng at this rank alone had the qualifications of a great emperor in the middle of the original work.
Although You Feng has not yet broken through to the Great Emperor realm in the finale, it is only a matter of time.
Male protagonist No. 36....
I didn't expect to encounter it at this time.
Jing Mingxuan didn't feel very stressed. On the contrary, he felt that it was You Feng's misfortune that he was facing Shangyou Feng now.
"You dare to instigate Jingsong to kill me, You Feng, you are very good!"
Everyone looked at Jing Mingxuan's malicious smile and couldn't help but tremble all over.
Jing Song looked at this scene with great joy and said, "Jing Mingxuan! I want to see You Feng die with my own eyes. Can you fulfill my little dying wish?"
"no problem!"
Jing Mingxuan replied simply, and then he looked at Jing Cheng in front of him, "Father! Light up the lamp."
Jing Song looked shocked, and when he thought about it, it seemed that this was the only way he could be punished and see You Feng die with his own eyes.
Seeing Jing Song's face calm down, Jing Cheng knew that he had accepted it.
Then without hesitation, he pulled out Jing Song's soul in front of everyone and injected it into the wick of the oil lamp.
Then the wick was lit, and Jing Song's soul was scorched by the flames every moment, and screams of pain kept coming out.
All the elders shuddered and did not dare to have any bad thoughts towards Jing Mingxuan.
Whoosh!
A smart and elegant figure suddenly appeared in the meeting hall.
"Who dares to touch this emperor's disciple?"
The majestic voice made everyone except Jing Mingxuan and Su Muchan lower their heads.
Jing Mingxuan was calm and composed, even raising his hand and saying: "It's me!"
The heroine took a closer look, and her rosy face suddenly froze.
Depend on!
Why is this guy?
It ruined my good mood after just robbing the entire abyss restricted area!
Su Muchan said even more rudely, "Your disciple competed with my disciple in a life-and-death battle. My disciple won, so my disciple can do whatever he wants with your disciple."
"..."
Not to mention that everyone present was speechless, the heroine herself was also speechless.
Can it be described in more beautiful and pleasant words?
Jing Mingxuan snickered in his heart, the silly master is so cute!
At this time, the painting style suddenly changed. Su Muchan's aura was fully activated, her domineering side leaked out, her face was as frosty, and she said sternly: "I learned from your disciple that there is a scum named You Feng who wants to kill my disciple. I hope you won't stop him, otherwise I don’t mind fighting you for another three hundred rounds.”
