Peerless God Emperor

Standing in the middle of the storm, his body left behind several shocking blade marks as fresh blood shot out, dyeing the sky red.    

A berserk look flashed through Jie's eyes, and in an instant, a terrifying pressure erupted from his body, revealing an extremely ancient aura. He extended his hand forward, and golden divine shields flew around his body, the sharp blade marks landing on the divine shields.    

"It's my turn."    

As his voice fell, Jie Jie stepped into the air and strode in Dao Kuang's direction.    

The golden divine shield continued to swirl non-stop, protecting him while emitting a thick aura. Dao Kuang's gaze turned serious as he realized that the real battle was about to begin.    

"Thud." As Jie Jie's footsteps fell, a terrifying pressure instantly descended on Dao Kuang's body. The spirit energy in the air converged, and formed a golden long halberd.    

He reached out his hand and grabbed, jabbing the long halberd downwards, causing the air to emit an ear-piercing sound, causing the spectators to feel as though their eardrums were about to be ripped apart, following that, they saw the golden long halberd pierced through the air, rapidly shooting downwards, bringing with it an unstoppable might, it pierced towards Dao Kuang's body.    

"Thousand Blade Slash!"    

Dao Kuang spat out a voice, the blade in his hand slashed upwards, releasing a burst of blade light that was so bright that people could not even open their eyes, the blade light continued to expand, as though it was endless, thousands of blade lights suddenly shot towards the golden long halberd.    

With a loud boom, the long halberd pierced through the blade light. The blade light shattered, but the long halberd's speed did not slow down at all, and directly shot towards Dao Kuang's body.    

The long halberd was too fast, unbelievably fast, like a beam of light.    

Dao Kuang's expression changed greatly, the origin soul behind him bloomed, it was a long blade, and in that moment, his body directly merged with the long blade, his aura soaring again, a terrifying pressure swept out, weng sound rang out, the long blade slashed out, wanting to cut through everything.    

Upon seeing this scene, the spectators all felt as though their breathing had stopped. This was too dangerous.    

Just now, Jie's attack was simply terrifying, and directly broke through the layers of blade light released by Dao Kuang. What kind of terrifying attack did Dao Kuang need, even someone at the second level of Origin Emperor wouldn't be able to withstand it, right?    

What was even more shocking was that Dao Kuang did not retreat, and actually advanced instead of retreating, he merged with his origin soul.    

Dao Wutian's gaze trembled. He could tell that Dao Kuang had already used all of his strength, and if he still could not win this time, he would have to admit defeat. As the Holy Son of the Sabre Sword Palace, he obviously did not want this to happen.    

Boom!" Another violent, heavy sound rang out as Jie's body shot downwards, heavily stomping on the void, causing the blade qi in the surroundings to be annihilated. He once again gripped his long halberd, his arm trembled, and it started to dance wildly, stirring up the clouds and the sky.    

The eyes of the spectators were fixated on the silhouette of the supreme figure hovering in the air. They felt as though they were looking at an undefeatable God of Heaven, unstoppable and unstoppable.    

On the other side, Dao Kuang and the origin soul had become one, and had turned into a divine blade standing in the air. The sunlight shone down on the blade, the cold light reflected off of it, containing a terrifying blade intent, as though it was going to stab at people's eyes.    

"One strike to determine victory or defeat."    

Jie Xue looked at the long blade, and then started running, the gold divine shield revolving around him, his huge body coordinating with his maximum speed, causing a gold windstorm to appear around him, he suddenly stabbed out with his long halberd, bringing along the gold storm which swept towards the divine blade, wanting to destroy it completely.    

Rumble … With a loud humming sound, the long blade fell down with a loud bang. Space trembled as a beam of light flashed through the air, resplendent to the extreme.    

At this moment, it was as though time had frozen, leaving only this blade of light.    

The Bladelight cut into the storm, and the space immediately collapsed. The storm engulfed everything, and the crowd outside could not see clearly what was happening inside. All they could sense was a terrifying attack erupting from within.    

Moments later, the space around them gradually calmed down. The storm dissipated, and as the gazes of the crowd froze, they only saw two silhouettes standing there, silently facing each other.    

"Who won?" Doubt flashed past the eyes of the crowd. This was what they were most concerned about at this moment.    

"Tick."    

A drop of fresh blood fell into the air, instantly attracting everyone's attention. In the end, they all gathered on Dao Kuang's fingertip.    

Blood was dripping nonstop, and it was not just limited to his fingers, many parts of his body had started to bleed, and the amount of blood flowing was increasing, but Dao Kuang's body did not move the slightest bit, and was still standing straight, emanating an unyielding aura.    

On the other hand, Jie Jie's expression was naturally calm. It was just that his aura was a bit unstable, and his body had many deep cuts, but these injuries were nothing to the extremely strong him.    

The result was obvious. After a wild victory, he was the first to enter the top four.    

Jie Jie's eyes looked at Dao Kuang, his gaze changing, no longer as disdainful as before, but more respectful, and said: "You are stronger than I have imagined, although I have won this battle, but victory over bloodline, it cannot be considered a complete victory."    

"A loss is a loss. There is nothing much to say." Dao Kuang shook his head, as he spat out a voice, his tone sounding somewhat sorrowful.    

Then he turned around and walked down the Battle stage s, stopping at the top eight.    

Although Dao Kuang had lost this battle, it had allowed the world to witness his unyielding will and powerful strength. If not for his terrifying recovery rate, it was hard to say what the outcome would be.    

"Bam."    

A series of popping sounds rang out, causing everyone's expressions to freeze, only to see Dao Kuang directly kneeling on the ground, his face as pale as paper, his hands covering his chest, as though he did not even have the strength to stand up.    

Only now did he begin to put away all his pretense, revealing his true self. He had been forcing himself to stay alive until now.    

From his point of view, he had no reason to fall before he walked down the Battle stage, and he had to keep fighting.    

"What a strong willpower!" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with seriousness, and couldn't help but feel a tinge of admiration towards him. The two most important things in martial cultivator, one was talent, and the other was dao heart.    

The Dao-heart was manifested in willpower.    

Before, not being able to make his opponent lose without fighting, proved that that person's heart was unstable, his willpower was too weak, and Dao Kuang's willpower was extraordinary. This might be related to his cultivation of the blade's strength, causing his dao heart to be as sharp as a blade, and not be easily defeated.    

"Victory in this battle." Song Ming announced in a clear voice, his gaze looking over at Jie Jie, and said: "First, find a place to practice Battle stage, and prepare for the final battle."    

He casually picked a Battle stage and started to rest, recovering the injuries he had received. Although his recovery rate was strong, it would still take some time before he could recover to his peak state.