Qin Changsheng and Yao Liuli entered the stone tablet arena at the same time.
The two faced each other from afar.
Yao Liuli said lightly: "I'm sorry, you will stop here."
"I should be the one saying sorry for letting you down the Danding Tianzong and the Ye family." Qin Changsheng responded calmly.
Yao Liuli looked deeply at Qin Changsheng and chuckled: "You are very confident, but blind confidence turns into arrogance. And I am the first person to crush your arrogance."
"Then you have to work hard." Qin Changsheng shrugged, looking indifferent.
Yao Liuli snorted coldly. The moment the elder spoke, six imperial weapons appeared beside him.
Such a large number made the audience outside breathe quickly.
"He is indeed a person who is expected to be on the list of geniuses. With so many imperial weapons, the Danding Tianzong and the Ye family have spent a lot of money on them."
"Then why Qin Changsheng can't bring out a single magic weapon? Even if he can't use any magic weapon in the saint realm, he should bring out one or two to support his appearance, otherwise his momentum will be at a disadvantage."
"He doesn't, right? After all, he is a son-in-law, and the Ying family will not place a big bet on him."
"No wonder Ye Xiu said Qin Changsheng is a poor man."
Some people sneered.
Mo Xiangxiang, on the other hand, looked indifferent.
Qin Changsheng is poor?
If he is poor, who are you?
Beggar?
But Mo Xiangxiang didn't bother to argue with these short-sighted people.
She continued to look at the light curtain.
On the ring, Yao Liuli looked at Qin Changsheng with an arrogant expression.
"I am the pinnacle of the Great Sage, and I have six imperial weapons. What can you do to defeat me?"
Qin Changsheng curled his lips.
The imperial weapon is amazing.
I have it too……
It just doesn't work.
Alas, I have to hurry up and improve my strength.
Qin Changsheng sighed secretly, and then opened the storage ring, and a scene that stunned everyone in the audience appeared.
A sword dragon composed of the king's sacred weapon flew out of the storage ring and coiled around Qin Changsheng.
"This...so many kingly artifacts?"
"And they are all top-notch. How can he, a saint, control so many holy weapons?"
Just when everyone was frightened by Qin Changsheng's handiwork, the Ying family asked with leisurely eyes: "Is this the poor guy you call?"
"..."
Everyone was speechless, only feeling the burning pain on their faces.
Yao Liuli inside looked at the sacred sword dragon with a look of surprise in his eyes.
When he was in his early days as a Saint, he had never had so many King's Sacred Artifacts, let alone control so many at the same time.
How did Qin Changsheng do it?
Before he could clear up his doubts, Qin Chang became animated.
Qin Changsheng used his index and middle fingers together as sword fingers, and pointed at Yao Liuli from afar.
"go!"
The stegosaurus turned with a roar.
Then it roared out, and Qin Changsheng injected killing sword intent into each holy weapon.
Tens of thousands of holy weapons were gathered together, and the sword intent directly condensed into substance, as if a layer of skin was put on the Stegodragon, turning it into a real angry dragon.
Yao Liuli's heart tightened, and she hurriedly activated the Imperial Artifact to guard herself firmly within it.
But the killing sword intent is just a feeling. When the sword dragon attacks the defense of the Imperial Artifact, the killing sword intent keeps washing over Yao Liuli's mind.
"How can he be so strong!"
Yao Liuli hated Ye Xiu very much at this time.
He obviously knew Qin Changsheng's true strength, but he kept it secret. Now they met him, and they made him so embarrassed. Not only did he hit him in the face, but they also tore off the faces of the Danding Tianzong and the Ye family, stepped on them and rubbed them under their feet.
"ah!"
Yao Liuli roared unwillingly, and Toshiro's facial features were distorted.
"Qin Changsheng, you are capable, how about we don't fight for magic weapons, but fight for real strength?"
"You can fight for whatever you say?" Qin Changsheng dug his ears and smiled disdainfully: "Who do you think you are?"
Then the sword fingers turned, and the black stegosaurs all rose into the air, then roared down from above.
Yao Liuli's unwilling voice was masked by the sound of the sword dragon rubbing together.
After Jianlong returned to Qin Changsheng's storage ring, he saw Yao Liuli. At this time, he was lying on the ground with many scars. His robe was cut into pieces. There was no intact place on his body. His whole person became Bloody man.
The six imperial weapons that Yao Liuli was proud of were also scattered aside at this time.
"Tch, who said there are no empty warriors with great reputations? They were boasted to be so awesome, but in the end they couldn't stand up to my sword-wielding skills. This is how the Danding Tianzong and the Ye family look at me?"
The number on Qin Changsheng's head changed to fourteen, and then he and Yao Liuli were teleported out together.
Mo Xiangxiang jumped up excitedly and said, "Old Qin, you don't know, you were so handsome just now. You made everyone who doubted you shut their mouths, you know?"
Qin Changsheng glanced at the quiet inner court, smiled, and said jokingly: "I know I'm handsome. You don't have to keep mentioning it, or you will accidentally fall in love with me."
"Who would fall in love with you? Stop being narcissistic!" Mo Xiangxiang said with a blush on her cheeks, stamping her feet angrily.
Qin Changsheng smiled and said nothing, then glanced at Ye Xiu.
The latter now shrank his neck like an ostrich, and no longer had the arrogance he had before.
The next scene was a fight between Lin Xianer and Chang Zizi.
Qin Changsheng had seen these two people take action, and he felt that Chang Zizi was better.
Sure enough, under a round of bombardment by the Emperor's Ultimate Weapon, Lin Xian'er's magic power was slightly weak and was defeated by Chang Zizai.
Just when the two of them came out, two more beams of light shot out from the stone tablet, covering Qin Changsheng and Chang Zizai.
On the ring, Chang Zizai looked at Qin Changsheng and smiled bitterly: "I originally wanted to surrender directly, but I didn't expect that I couldn't speak faster than the light of teleportation."
"It's not too late now," Qin Changsheng said nonchalantly.
Chang Zizai looked at Qin Changsheng deeply and said slowly: "I didn't think about it after I came in. I want to experience your true strength, otherwise I will not be willing to lose to an early saint."
"as you wish!"
Qin Changsheng didn't waste any time. He turned over his hand and took out the Yan Yang Sword, injecting a hundred pure Yang sword energy into it.
A big sun appeared behind him, scorching the entire space.
Chang Zizi took a deep breath and bowed deeply.
"Sorry, Chang was abrupt!"
Qin Changsheng curled up his lips and waved his hand to withdraw the Pure Yang Sword Qi.
Chang Zizi raised his hand and said loudly: "I admit defeat!"
The word above Qin Changsheng's head changed to fifteen, and the color also transformed into gold.
Inside the stele, a list appeared.
The list slowly unfolded, and each name appeared on it, glowing with golden light.
At the bottom of the list, Qin Changsheng's name appeared one by one, followed by the number fifteen.
Before it was over, Qin Changsheng's name suddenly jumped up and reached the middle of the list, landing at the top of the fifteen points list.
Then, a loud voice sounded from both inside and outside the stone monument.
"The strongest genius in this battle is Qin Changsheng, the Peerless Sword Sect!"
The sound spread from the venue, circle after circle, out of the villa, to the three sects and six sects, including the Ye family, the Ying family and other aristocratic families participating in the Tianjiao Conference.
