Peerless God Emperor

Everyone was dumbstruck, and looked at Xuanyuan Potian in a daze. Just now, this person said that Zhuo Le did not have the qualifications to comment on whether he had the qualifications to be arrogant, and announced that he wanted to challenge Zhuo Le.    

When these words entered the ears of the crowd, they felt that it was extremely inconceivable, so much so that they did not even believe that it was true.    

Zhuo Le was a top disciple of the Temple forces, he was extremely strong, where did he get the courage to challenge Zhuo Le?    

In fact, Xuanyuan Potian heard the discussions of the crowd and knew that the person in front of him was called Zhuo Le, and that he was from Sabre Sword Palace. But so what?    

"Clang!"    

The sound of the longsword being unsheathed rang out and a sword light flashed in the sky. The aura was like thunder, and the silvery white light made it even more glaring, making it hard for people to open their eyes.    

When the light dimmed, the crowd only saw a Black Shadow standing proudly in the air. As the wind gusted past, his black hair fluttered in the wind, revealing his peerless elegance.    

He stood there, yet it seemed as if he wasn't there. He seemed real and intangible, as if he had blended into the surroundings, causing one to involuntarily have an illusion.    

What made everyone's heart tremble was that the man held a green sword in his hand, the sword tip pointing straight at Zhuo Le, the provocation intent was obvious.    

Zhuo Le looked at Black-clothed Men in front of him, and his brows furrowed even more. This man actually dared to point his sword at him, is he courting death?    

Waves of coldness emitted from his eyes as he said in a cold voice, "Don't force me."    

Even until now, Zhuo Le had not made a move. He was a top disciple of the Sabre Sword Palace, and his status was extremely extraordinary.    

However, if the other party still did not open his eyes, then he had no choice but to attack. He believed that no one would say anything.    

"Mu Hai, how much do you know about him?" Qin Xuan's eyes flickered a little as he suddenly spoke to Mu Hai.    

"His name is Zhuo Le, he is a disciple of the second tier in Sabre Sword Palace, only second to Jian Wuhen and Dao Wutian. He is extremely powerful and cannot be underestimated." Mu Hai said with a serious expression and his tone was even more so extremely heavy, as if he was hinting at something to Qin Xuan.    

"The second group of disciples huh." Qin Xuan muttered to himself, a light flashing past his eyes. Since he was only a disciple of the second stage, he could still try out the sword.    

Seeing that Qin Xuan did not say anything, Mu Hai's expression became more worried, and he said in a low voice: "Young Master Qin, although brother Jian is powerful, but Zhuo Le is from the Sabre Sword Palace, brother Jian is probably not his opponent!"    

Mu Hai immediately said out the thoughts in his mind. Even though Qin Xuan might be angry, he still had to say it. He did not want Qin Xuan to regret after all, so why didn't he say it earlier?    

After Qin Xuan heard this, he could not help but smile, and waved his hand: "Don't worry, he cannot kill the sword."    

Mu Hai was startled, he looked at him in shock, but he did not understand, was he not clear enough about what had happened, why was Qin Xuan so confident in the sword?    

At this time, in front of the Title Wall, countless people's eyes were focused on the two figures in the sky, and they even forgot that the purpose of this trip was for the title.    

Zhuo Le glanced at the sword indifferently, then looked at the Title Wall in front of him and said indifferently: "Since the Title Wall is here, then I'll give you a chance. We will both get the title and only carve one word at the same time, and if you finish carving it before me, it'll be considered my loss."    

"Alright." The sword replied very straightforwardly. He had originally come for the title, so this rule was just right.    

At this moment, the heartbeats of the crowd couldn't help but quicken. Their gazes were all fixed on the figure clad in white standing in the air. Could they finally see him make a move?    

"Zhuo Le bringing out the word 'inscription' instead of 'fighting', we can already consider it to be sparing that person's life. Otherwise, if we were to truly fight, how would that person be able to live?" Someone said. He couldn't help but shoot a glance at the sword, as a trace of disdain could be seen in his eyes.    

However, just as he finished this sentence, his body trembled as an extremely cold intent permeated his entire body, penetrating him to the bone.    

He slowly turned his body, meeting a pair of pitch-black, ice-cold eyes. That person was clad in white, but right now, his eyes were extremely terrifying. They were like the pupils of a demonic god, causing one's heart to tremble.    

His face instantly turned pale. Was that chill unleashed by this person?    

Qin Xuan looked at that person with incomparable indifference, and said indifferently: "If I were to hear such words again, you should know what will happen."    

Qin Xuan's voice travelled into that person's ears, it was extremely calm, without a single ripple. However, it carried an unquestionable feeling, making it impossible to resist, and could only obey.    

The surrounding people finally realised what happened, and looked at the man, then followed his gaze to look at Qin Xuan, and their expressions could not help but change, as their hearts trembled.    

Were those domineering words from this person?    

Zhuo Le's eyes flashed with a sharp glint, he suddenly looked at Qin Xuan, and said: "You want to demonstrate this to me?"    

Previously, he had used his words to humiliate Xuanyuan Potian, but after that, Qin Xuan used his presence to intimidate and intimidate his supporters, he vaguely wanted to show his power and retaliate against his previous words.    

It was a little too naive to demonstrate something like this.    

"You think too much. This person's words are disrespectful to my friend. I'm only punishing him a little." responded indifferently. To demonstrate, was he supposed to do it?    

"Since you've done that, you need to have the courage to admit it, or else it would be too hypocritical. You know that his strength is inferior to mine, so you first use others to establish your might. It is truly laughable that you think you can weaken the humiliation of defeat like this."    

Zhuo Le said indifferently, a look of ridicule appearing in his eyes. His Divine Palace disciples, could it be that they couldn't even see through such a trick?    

Qin Xuan did not pay any more attention to Zhuo Le, all the words seemed pale and powerless, only strength could prove everything, and when Zhuo Le saw the power of the sword, he would understand whether this was a demonstration of strength or not.    

Due to Qin Xuan's forceful words just now, the space had become much quieter, and no one dared to belittle the sword anymore.    

Although they did not know how strong Qin Xuan was, it was not hard to tell from Zhuo Le's attitude towards him that he was definitely not weak.    

As for the person who was being stared at by Qin Xuan earlier, his body was still trembling slightly and he had not walked out yet, still immersed in the fear from earlier.    

That gaze seemed to be directed only at him. In that gaze, he felt a boundless will of death engulfing him, wanting to devour him.    

He even had the intense feeling that if that person wanted him dead, he only needed a single glance.    

However, he would not reveal his actual feelings. If anyone else were to find out, they would definitely mock him for being useless. Thus, he pretended to be calm on the surface and pretended that nothing had happened.    

At this point of time, the sword and Zhuo Le were standing in front of the Title Wall. They looked at each other, and a sharp sword light flashed across their eyes.    

A ray of sword radiance that was filled with a sharp and deathly aura was released. It was like a long dragon piercing through the sky, and its eyes were extremely large. It was filled with a deathly aura, and wherever it looked, a layer of deathly veil would appear.    

"The Deathly Sword Dao?" Zhuo Le looked at the long dragon's dead aura and his eyes focused, but he quickly returned to normal. So what if he had a special power, how could it compare to his sun Sword Qi?    

The temperature of the surrounding space around Zhuo Le started to soar, the surface of his body seemed to be burning, as though he was covered in a layer of flame, following that, an extremely Yang sword light clothes started to rise, transforming into a sword of light.    

In that moment, the inexhaustible Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth of the heavens and earth congregated towards the sword of light, the sword of light released the Pure Yang Sword Qi, pressuring the space, as though the entire space was being burned by pure Yang flames, it was extremely hot.    

"What a terrifying Sword Qi, looks like Zhuo Le cultivates the Sun Sword Dao, if not the Genuine Essence would not be so hot." Many people were shocked, they started to release their Genuine Essence s to defend against the scorching Qi that was floating in all directions.    

The sun and the moon were two ultimate attributes. The sun was as powerful as the sun, and the moon was as soft as the yin. Although the two energies were opposites, the power they contained was extremely terrifying.    

With a thought, a wave of Icy Rule was released from Qin Xuan's body, which then transformed into millions of fine lines of ice, and enveloped this entire space.    

In that moment, a world of ice and snow seemed to have been formed around him, enveloping Xuanyuan Potian, Mu Hai and the rest within.    

"Puchi …" The scorching Qi rushed over and collided with the power of the frost. A sizzling sound was heard before it was frozen in place by the cold air, unable to get any closer.    

Mu Hai and the rest were all dumbstruck by the scene before them, their hearts shocked and at a loss for words.    

They had always thought that Qin Xuan was an expert of the Rules of Sword and the laws of space. They hadn't thought that Qin Xuan would actually possess a Icy Rule that was so terrifying that it could even solidify a sun Genuine Essence.    

If they knew that Qin Xuan was an expert in the laws of fire, and was even stronger than the Icy Rule, it would probably shock him to death.    

The Great Sun Divine Thunder Body that Qin Xuan cultivated in was originally a physique tempering ability that was extremely positive to begin with. Adding on the refining from the Stellar Wanxiang Diagram, the Genuine Essence became even more vigorous, comparable to a real Sun Genuine Essence.    

Most of the time, he only revealed one Rules of Sword, and that was enough.    

"Roar …" The long dragon roared towards the sky, releasing a melodious dragon roar, its mouth opened, and spat out a cloud of dragon Qi, the dragon Qi instantly transforming into a terrifying sword aura, shooting towards the Title Wall.    

"He can't even withstand a single blow." Zhuo Le revealed a look of contempt. Did he think that the title would be given to him so easily?    

He only said that he would be considered as having lost if he could complete the questions one by one, but he did not say that he would not interfere.    

Since they were competing with each other, it was normal for them to obstruct each other. No one would say anything about it.    

Zhuo Le's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his hand threw out a sword seal that contained a berserk Qi. The sword mark touched the sword light, which instantly shattered and turned into countless specks of light.    

The sword blade's face immediately darkened, he looked coldly at Zhuo Le, obviously, he did not expect his opponent to do this.    

"Wouldn't it be boring if you were given a relaxed title?"    

Zhuo Le's mouth revealed a faint smile, which was obviously very happy.    

When the opponent thought that he would win, he would instantly eliminate all hope, causing him to fall from the sky into the abyss and fall into despair. This kind of feeling was truly wonderful!