"What, you said Tan Zhiruo lost?"
Meng Shaobai was shocked. After experiencing the ghosts and gods in the underground palace, Tan Zhiruo and Leng Qingqiu had both entered the realm of unity and became veritable masters.
Coupled with the hard training of Master Jade Muscle Peak in the past few days and the countless spiritual pills that Master Xuantian found from nowhere, the cultivation of the two people has improved by leaps and bounds.
Among them, Leng Qingqiu is slightly more talented and has already reached the fourth level of Guiyi Realm.
Tan Zhiruo is slightly worse, but he is also at the third level of Guiyi Realm.
However, with such strength, he was defeated.
"Which member of the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect did she lose to?"
Meng Shaobai swallowed his saliva and said: "I heard that there are three disciples in the Sky Splitting Demon Sect. Did Tan Zhiruo lose to the veiled woman with the highest strength?"
"no."
Zhao Wuya shook his head and sighed, and said: "As the leader of Xuantian Sect, Tan Zhiruo would not be too ugly if she lost to the strongest Yue Hanzhu. However, what is disgusting is that she lost to the three of them. The boy with the weakest strength."
"No way?"
Meng Shaobai's eyes widened and he said, "I remember that Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty only had the second level of Gui Yi Realm. How could Tan Zhiruo lose?"
"Haha, Senior Brother Meng, please don't underestimate them."
Yang Guo had a sad look on his face and said: "The three disciples of the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect are all the best among the people. The Tang Ming Emperor is not very strong, but his sword skills are shocking and he has defeated seventeen senior brothers in a row. The remaining ones are Those two Demon Sect disciples must be even more terrifying in strength."
"Is this happening?"
Meng Shaobai secretly marveled, and couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.
He wished he could fly to Chongxiao Peak right now and quarrel with the disciples of the Sky Splitting Demon Sect.
However, he is old, already over twenty years old, and is not considered a rookie in the sect. Let's not talk about whether he can defeat those demon cultists. At his age, he is suspected of bullying the younger ones.
What's more, if you lose, it will be even more embarrassing.
"Tang Minghuang alone has swept away countless masters of Xuantian Sect, leaving only Leng Qingqiu who has not yet accepted the challenge."
Zhao Wuya coughed and said: "It is rumored that Leng Qingqiu is working hard to break through to the fifth level of Guiyi Realm. And this afternoon, regardless of whether she will break through, she will come out and choose to fight against the disciples of the Splitting Demon Sect."
"If Leng Qingqiu also loses..."
Zhao Wuya opened his mouth. Although he didn't finish speaking, the meaning was already obvious.
If Leng Qingqiu also loses, the entire new generation of young talents in Xuantian Sect will be completely wiped out.
"Up to now, is Shen Chenfeng still in seclusion?"
Yang Guo suddenly spoke. In fact, he had no hope for Leng Qingqiu.
Even if Leng Qingqiu could beat Tang Minghuang, behind him, there were the stronger Liu Yuqian and the terrifying Yue Hanzhu.
Only Shen Chenfeng can save his face by taking action.
"If Uncle Master takes action, those few people are indeed no match. However, Uncle Master is in the process of impacting the realm, and he probably won't be able to get out of seclusion in a short time."
Meng Shaobai shook his head. After the civil strife, no one dared to doubt Shen Chenfeng's strength.
Although he was only at the Celestial Realm, the fact that he transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon and defeated the entire Xuantian Sect was still fresh in everyone's memory.
Even Lin Duantian was forced to ignite his soul and almost died on the spot.
With such terrifying strength, they were easily able to deal with the three disciples of the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect.
However, Shen Chenfeng has now reached a critical juncture in his cultivation and will not be released for the time being, which makes people feel a bit regretful.
"Even if my uncle cannot take action for the time being, Leng Qingqiu is extremely powerful. Why do you have so little confidence in her?"
Meng Shaobai looked at the sun above his head and suddenly said: "If they start competing in the afternoon, it should be almost time. Why don't we go and see it together?"
"How does this work?"
Yang Guo's eyes widened and he said, "If you leave too, who will protect Shen Chenfeng?"
"Aren't there two more people?"
Meng Shaobai glanced at Chen Fan, who was wielding a knife next to him, and Bai Jing, who was looking at the sky and smiling stupidly.
"Can it be done with just the two of them?"
Yang Guo murmured softly, obviously not trusting the two of them.
Meng Shaobai had a wry smile on his face.
A martial arts idiot, coupled with an innate holy body.
Within the entire Xuantian Sect, is there a more powerful combination than the two of them?
"Let's go. If we waste any more time, we won't have a good seat."
Meng Shaobai took the lead and turned into a bolt of lightning, flying towards Chongxiao Peak.
Yang Guo and Zhao Wuya didn't waste any time and followed closely behind Meng Shaobai, the three of them shoulder to shoulder.
After arriving at Chongxiao Peak, they walked along the steps and passed through the huge arch. In a blink of an eye, they saw a group of people surrounding an arena.
Exclamations and cheers continued one after another.
"Oops, the competition has already begun."
Meng Shaobai was shocked and dragged Yang Guo and Zhao Wuya through the crowd.
The crowd who had been squeezed away had angry faces, but when they saw it was Meng Shaobai, they immediately put on smiling faces and even took the initiative to give way.
Today, Meng Shaobai is already the senior brother of Xuanji Peak, with a distinguished status.
These ordinary disciples naturally do not dare to offend.
"Didn't you say that the competition will only start in the afternoon? Why did the war suddenly start?"
Meng Shaobai finally squeezed to the front and asked the people around him while looking towards the field.
On the stage, Tang Minghuang was seen holding a sword, opening and closing with invincible momentum. Leng Qingqiu is holding a sharp sword, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon.
The sword light and sword energy tore through the air.
The two men fought fiercely and were evenly matched.
"Reporting to Senior Brother Meng, Leng Qingqiu has broken through the fifth level of Guiyi Realm ahead of schedule."
An inner disciple beside him quickly explained: "However, for the sake of fairness and to show the magnanimity of the Xuantian Sect, Leng Qingqiu did not use his power to overwhelm others, but chose to use the same cultivation level to fight against Emperor Tang Ming."
Having said this, the inner disciple was filled with pride.
It was as if Leng Qingqiu's behavior made them feel more dignified and extremely proud.
Meng Shaobai secretly cursed an idiot in his heart. This time the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect came with great momentum and vowed to disgrace the Xuantian Sect. However, Leng Qingqiu actually chose to fight with the same strength for the sake of his innocence.
What an idiot!
It's easy to deal with the sect, how can it be such a child's play?
If Leng Qingqiu wins, it won't matter. But what if Leng Qingqiu loses?
Just as Meng Shaobai was cursing secretly, a burst of exclamation suddenly sounded from the crowd.
He quickly looked up and saw that Emperor Tang Ming's body was surging with momentum, turning into an illusory sword.
Although the sword seemed real and illusory, there was a terrifying sword intent that seemed to be turning into reality and faintly slashing at everyone's body.
"Knife intention!"
Meng Shaobai's face changed wildly and he secretly screamed something bad.
But, it's already too late.
Tang Huangming shouted loudly, waving his arms and swallowing the sky with his sword. In the void, the illusory sword slashed fiercely towards Leng Qingqiu.
