Peerless God Emperor

Sabre Sword Palace Zhuo Le, so strong!    

Just as he said, if he were to directly inscribe on the Title Wall, it would be too simple. It would be able to interrupt others midway, making it more interesting.    

"This bastard." Xuanyuan Potian was enraged, but just as he was about to step forward, he was stopped by Qin Xuan, who said calmly: "Let the sword handle it."    

Xuanyuan Potian's expression was startled, and when he looked at Qin Xuan, he saw that Qin Xuan's eyes were extremely calm, as if he did not care in the slightest.    

However, only those who were familiar with Qin Xuan would know that the current Qin Xuan was the most terrifying person.    

Qin Xuan was enraged.    

The reason why he did not burst out his strength, was just to give the sword a chance. With the Sabre Sword Palace's disciples present to test his strength, why not?    

A cold look flashed in the eyes of the sword as the Netherworld Sword slashed out in anger. The golden dragon twisted its body again as it roared and roared, shaking the world.    

In that moment, countless of golden swords shot out, striking towards Zhuo Le.    

Since he felt that it was boring, then he might as well do something interesting.    

"You overestimate yourself." A mocking smile appeared in Zhuo Le's eyes. Playing with the way of the sword in front of him, it was simply like playing with an axe.    

The eyes of the crowd were fixated on Zhuo Le, she saw that Zhuo Le was still standing at the same place without moving, his figure had become illusory, his entire body was shrouded in a strange light, it was extremely beautiful.    

Then, a shocking scene occurred.    

Zhuo Le's body erupted with an unparalleled Qi, one illusionary figure after another separated out from his body, all of them releasing a powerful Sword Intent, stepping all over the sky, and reaching towards the heavens.    

Countless phantom walked in the air. They were as fast as lightning and as powerful as gods, a wave of Sword Intent that could split the heaven and earth swept out, enveloping the entire world.    

At this moment, the crowd felt a surging Sword Intent landed on their bodies, penetrating their clothes, stinging their skin.    

"What sword technique is this …?" Many people stared at the sky, their hearts fiercely trembling, was this Zhuo Le's true strength?    

There were no empty words under the fame of being a disciple of the Divine Palace. The prestige of the Divine Palace disciple could be seen with a single strike.    

"I want to see how you block it."    

An arrogant voice resounded in every corner of the sky, it was as if countless phantom were talking at the same time, the sound was vast and mighty.    

His voice transmitted into the eardrums of everyone present, containing a terrifying Genuine Essence within. The spectators couldn't help but gape in shock. He tried his best to weaken the effects of his voice on his eardrums.    

"Zhuo Le, so strong!" Mu Hai's expression was extremely solemn, and deep fear could be seen in his eyes.    

Zhuo Le's attacks were not intentionally aimed at them, but it still made them feel so uncomfortable. And what kind of pressure did the sword, which was in the middle of attacking, suffer?    

"Still not making a move?" Xuanyuan Potian suddenly looked at Qin Xuan, his tone sounding somewhat anxious.    

If this continued, the sword would surely be injured. No matter how strong the will was, it would be useless. This was unquestionable.    

"Wait a little longer." Qin Xuan said, his eyes staring straight at the sword figure, although the sword was in danger now, but in danger, was also the best time to break through.    

Only in the face of life and death could one stimulate their potential to the greatest extent. Now, the sword needed this kind of opportunity.    

The endless phantom s in the sky all moved towards the same direction at the same time. With a point of a finger, the light of the Endless Sword blossomed out, shining resplendently.    

Abruptly, countless Pure Yang Sword Qi shot out, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound. The terrifying Rules of Sword locked down the space around the sword, leaving him with nowhere to retreat to.    

There was no fear on Jian Chen's face. In fact, there was even some excitement on his face. His eyes were filled with an intense desire for battle.    

At this moment, his entire body seemed to be filled with boundless power. A sword light that combined sharpness and a deathly aura burst out from his body, transforming into a pillar of light that shot straight into the clouds, seeking to shatter this world.    

"Annihilate." An ice-cold voice came out, the entire place was instantly covered by the Endless Sword's shadow, the destructive aura swept through the air, burying everything.    

Everyone's breathing stopped, their eyes filled with madness. A battle between two types of pure sword energies was extremely rare.    

They suddenly realized that the power of the sword had been severely underestimated. Not many people present were able to withstand the deathly silent sword light he had released just now.    

With a thunderous sound, the sword light was so resplendent that the hearts of the crowd couldn't help but tremble. Their gazes were fixated on the area where the sword light was.    

Is it over?    

The sword light gradually dissipated as a Black Shadow appeared in front of the crowd. However, it was half-kneeling, completely motionless, as though its body had been frozen in place.    

This Black Shadow was naturally a sword.    

"Tick."    

Drip drip drip drip … Suddenly, a sound rang out in the void. Drops of bright red blood fell down from the sword, landing in the void. It was extremely eye-catching.    

Blood dripped, the result of the battle was obvious, Zhuo Le had won.    

When the crowd saw this, they couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. Although they had expected this outcome, they still couldn't help but tremble in fear when they felt the battle atmosphere.    

They couldn't help but wonder, if they were in Chu Feng's place, would they be able to withstand the attacks from the two of them?    

Qin Xuan stared at the sword. Although the sword had lost, he could still feel that the sword's willpower was still strong.    

Tens of thousands of phantom appeared in the air, and actually fused into Zhuo Le's body. At that moment, Zhuo Le's temperament became even more outstanding, as though his body was releasing a strange light aura, which was extremely enchanting.    

Zhuo Le's gaze slowly turned, landing on the sword body, and said indifferently: "Your cultivation is not easy, this time I will let you live, if there is a next time, I will kill you without mercy."    

When the crowd heard these words, they were shocked, and looked at Zhuo Le in shock, and actually let this man go just like that.    

The sword slowly raised his head, his gloomy eyes looked at Zhuo Le, then stood up and walked back, one step at a time, but he did not reply to Zhuo Le's words.    

Zhuo Le's expression could not help but darken, and he shouted coldly: "Didn't you hear what I've said?"    

Another round of silence. The spectators couldn't help but have a strange expression on their faces. Could it be that that person was still unconvinced?    

Suddenly, the steps of the sword halted as a voice rang out, "Although you have defeated me, you are unable to defeat my will. If there comes a day that happens again, I will still make my move."    

"If there's a next time, I'll still make my move."    

The voice of the sword was very soft, and was even somewhat weak. However, it constantly resounded in the ears of everyone in the sky, causing many people's hearts to tremble as they blankly stared at the Black Shadow.    

What kind of strong willpower was needed to say such words?    

Even if Zhuo Le defeated him, he would still not be able to make his will submit. If there was a chance to meet him again, he would still challenge Zhuo Le.    

What kind of person was Zhuo Le, the disciple of the Sabre Sword Palace, yet in this person's eyes, he didn't seem to be too different from an ordinary person.    

"There won't be a next time." The corner of Zhuo Le's mouth raised into a sneer, and then his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.    

In that moment, a Sword Qi condensed in the air, with extremely terrifying killing intent, it swept towards the sword blade.    

This happened too quickly, and exceeded everyone's expectations. No one would have expected Zhuo Le to suddenly make a move.    

"How dare you!"    

Qin Xuan's face instantly turned ugly. This Zhuo Le, he actually dared to launch a sneak attack, he was courting death.    

At almost the same time the Sword Qi appeared, Qin Xuan also moved.    

However, Zhuo Le was even closer to the sword, and in that moment, Zhuo Le had already landed behind the sword.    

Sensing the strong killing intent coming from behind him, the sword body fiercely trembled, he turned around, only to see a pair of incomparably cold and indifferent eyes looking at him, the current Zhuo Le was as cold and emotionless as a Deicide, without a shred of the demeanor of a Divine Palace.    

Zhuo Le extended his hand and gently pressed it onto the sword blade's chest, and in that moment, the endless True Sun Sword Qi pierced through the sword blade's body. The sword let out a groan, and a pained look appeared on its face, but then, it gradually disappeared, and slowly closed its eyes.    

In the next moment, the crowd only saw the sword like body of the elder directly flying backwards, rapidly sweeping across the void, emitting an ear-piercing sound.    

At this moment, everyone's expression changed. Some were shocked, some did not understand, and some were angry … Zhuo Le's actions, had exceeded all of their expectations, and the decisiveness with which he made his move was even more shocking.    

Qin Xuan stepped across the space and caught the sword steadily. The soul power immediately entered the sword's body and after a while, he heaved a sigh of relief. He was not worried about his life.    

If an accident were to happen to the sword due to this, he would never be able to forgive himself. He was too careless, he never thought that Zhuo Le would be so despicable.    

Afterwards, his eyes gradually became cold, just like the eyes of a demon god. Boundless devil energy circulated within his eyes, and strands of Devil Dao's aura were released from his body. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into an unparalleled devil god.    

Killing intent was spreading …    

Xuanyuan Potian's expression was also extremely cold. After Zhuo Le defeated the sword, his sword techniques could only be considered inferior, he had nothing to say, but after ambushing and killing, he could not be let off.    

"How is he?" Xuanyuan Potian came to Qin Xuan's side and asked.    

When he saw the terrifying look in Qin Xuan's eyes, his heart could not help but tremble. Even though he had been with Qin Xuan for a long time, he had never seen such a look in Qin Xuan's eyes before.    

The current Qin Xuan, even he felt that it was a little scary.    

"There's no danger for now. Take care of him."    

Qin Xuan carefully turned the sword over to Xuanyuan Potian, who nodded slightly and did not say anything, he knew what Qin Xuan wanted to do next.    

Since Zhuo Le had made such a foolish decision, then he would have to pay the price.    

Their friends weren't people that anyone could bully.    

In that moment, a shocking chill was released from Qin Xuan's body, which quickly enveloped the surrounding Vast Space. A terrifying storm was brewing, containing a monstrous killing intent, it whistled towards the sky as though it wanted to destroy the heaven and earth.    

Many people inclined their heads, only to see a phenomenon occurring in the skies. The skies changed, as black fog covered the sun's radiance. The previously clear skies instantly turned pitch black, as though doomsday had arrived.    

"This …"    

The hearts of the spectators pounded madly as they witnessed this scene. They then turned their gazes onto the young man with peerless talent, their expressions trembling violently. Just what was he trying to do?