Peerless God Emperor

Everyone could understand that Yun Yao and Sheng Long had been forced out of the competition by Donghuang Yu alone. After all, Donghuang Yu's strength was just too strong, and even Top evildoers s could not stop him.    

And now, Xing Wuxiang had actually been eliminated as well. What was even more shocking was that the person who eliminated him was not a demon-level character like him, but a genius disciple of the First-class forces.    

What did this mean?    

This meant that Lin Yichen, who was born in Zixiao Palace, was comparable to a Top evildoers in strength, and might even be a little stronger!    

Although there had been incidents of Top evildoers capsizing in previous sessions, when they truly saw it with their own eyes, they still could not help but feel a slight ripple in their hearts.    

The result was too unbelievable.    

With a wave of Lin Yichen's hand, the spirit energy in front of him immediately dissipated, and the space returned to normal. The lightning in the sky also dimmed, as if it had never appeared before.    

Many people looked towards Lin Yichen. After this battle, Lin Yichen's reputation in the Xihua Islands would probably rise greatly.    

It could be seen that Xing Wuxiang's strength was not weak, but he had still lost to Lin Yichen. It could be seen how strong Lin Yichen was, and that he was not to be underestimated.    

"Xing Wuxiang, do you still want to fight?" Fan Hua asked. Xing Wuxiang still had one more chance to issue a challenge.    

"Of course we have to fight!" 's eyes flashed with unwillingness. To be defeated by a First-class forces disciple, he could be said to have lost all his face, and it was a great humiliation. He had to prove his own strength once.    

Seeing that Xing Wuxiang was still going to fight, Li Liuxian and the rest were all startled, and revealed a strange expression, they wanted to see, who could Xing Wuxiang fight against?    

The remaining four people were not to be trifled with.    

"Qi Zhe, come out and fight!" Xing Wuxiang's gaze fell on Qi Zhe's body, and the sharpness in his eyes became clear.    

"Saint Child of the Eight Desolation Divine Hall, Qi Zhe!" A ray of light shot out from the crowd's eyes, who would have thought that Xing Wuxiang would choose Qi Zhe as his opponent.    

If Xing Wuxiang had not experienced that previous battle, two people might have had a fifty-fifty chance of winning. However, Xing Wuxiang had exhausted a lot of her Genuine Essence and had some injuries on her body, so her odds of winning were much lower.    

"I will let you rest for an hour. After an hour, you and I will fight again. This way, the world won't call me taking advantage of someone else." Qi Zhe looked at Xing Wuxiang and spoke, acting magnanimously, causing the crowd's favorable impressions of him to increase, this Qi Zhe actually had an extraordinary demeanor, and was also extremely confident.    

Soon, an hour had passed.    

Qi Zhe walked to the center of the dragon platform, and Xing Wuxiang's current aura had more or less recovered. Although there were some injuries that would be difficult to fully recover in a short period of time, it was enough for him to fight normally.    

A war was on the verge of breaking out, and Zhai immediately released his source spirit. It was a prehistoric great demon known as Extermination, with a hideous expression. A pair of purple-golden azure wings grew from under his ribs, flapping crazily in the air, creating a strong gale.    

Xing Wuxiang's eyes swept across Qi Zhe as his pupils turned the color of the stars. The stars in the sky rotated and he struck out with both hands, but he did not directly attack. Instead, he faced the sky with a fixed pattern as the Star Light continuously poured into the palm, causing its power to continuously increase.    

"This is …" They are gathering! " Xing Wuxiang had probably suffered from the previous loss, so he wanted to end this quickly. He wanted to gather all the strength in his attack and defeat Qi Zhe in one strike.    

However, this was extremely difficult.    

Great Demon Emperor Mo Meng's eyes were unparalleled as he lowered his head to look at Xing Wuxiang. With a loud bang, his wings trembled, and a destructive tornado of energy descended from the skies. It produced a rumbling sound as it tried to destroy the Star Palm imprints.    

An extremely violent hurricane swept through the world, engulfing many star palms. The radiance of the stars was released to the extreme, causing people to be unable to open their eyes. The palm imprints clashed with the hurricane in a crazy manner.    

"Roar …"    

A domineering and peerless roar sounded out as a beam of light swept past. Extreme Demon Meng swooped down like a bolt of silver lightning, his wings circulating with an extremely terrifying power of the laws of the storm. He tore apart the Star Palm Imprints one after another as though he was an invincible demon god descending to the world.    

Xing Wuxiang's expression could not help but change as he punched out, releasing an incomparably large star.    

The terrifying might smashed onto Xing Wuxiang's body, instantly blasting him away, and only after flying for a good few thousand kilometers did he manage to calm down.    

"You've lost." Exterminate the Heavens regained his human form, Qi Zhe's figure appeared before him as he indifferently looked in Xing Wuxiang's direction and said.    

Xing Wuxiang coughed out a mouthful of blood, his face becoming even paler than before.    

After an hour of rest, the Genuine Essence had more or less recovered, but it still had some internal injuries, so he could not release his full strength.    

However, since things had already come to this point, he couldn't find any other reason. There was no meaning to it either.    

The reason why he did not look for experts to help was because Qi Zhe was an existence at the same level as him. If he did, Qi Zhe could also do it.    

As a result, he wanted to fight Qi Zhe head on, without relying on any external forces.    

Unfortunately, he still lost.    

When the experts and disciples of Nebula Pavilion saw Xing Wuxiang's defeat, their expressions became ugly. However, it was fortunate that he had already entered the top ten, and was not in the top three. The rankings later on, were actually not that important.    

After reaching the other islands, they would have to go on another trial, at which point, they would be able to unleash their full potential.    

Xing Wuxiang had lost both matches, been eliminated from the competition, and had stopped at ninth place.    

This made many people realize that if they were to lose one match, then it was extremely likely that they would lose the second match as well.    

After all, the first battle was already over. The second battle would no longer be at its peak, but the opponent would be in his best condition.    

Right now, there were only eight people left on the arena. Other than Qin Xuan, Lu Jun and Wu Qiankun, there were also Li Liuxian, Qi Zhe, Fan Hua, Huo Xu and Lin Yichen.    

Li Liuxian looked at Huo Xu and Fan Hua, and said: "You have not fought yet, how about this next round …"    

Without waiting for Li Liuxian to finish speaking, Fan Hua stepped forward, and his gaze immediately shot towards Huo Xu.    

Huo Xu did not decline either. He strode forward, not yielding in the slightest.    

At first, the two were evenly matched, but when Fan Hua revealed the Aurora Divine Sect's Great Art of Illuminating the Sun, he gradually gained the upper hand and suppressed Huo Xu's imposing aura bit by bit.    

In the end, Huo Xu was forced into a corner by countless terrifying divine lights, and was forced to shout the word 'admit defeat'.    

In this battle, Fan Hua won.    

Huo Xu looked at Fan Hua meaningfully, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. He did not say anything, and directly walked down the Battle stage, stopping at the eighth.    

"This …" The spectators all froze when they saw this. Was he giving up just like that?    

The few people on the dragon platform watched Huo Ling walk away, their eyes also revealing traces of shock. It seemed like Huo Xu knew that his chances of victory weren't high, so he took the initiative and gave up.    

The battle continued, and in the next battle, Li Liuxian appeared once again. Everyone originally thought that he would challenge Lin Yichen, but his decision had exceeded everyone's expectations.    

The person he chose, was Fan Hua.    

However, the crowd quickly understood Li Liuxian's intention. Huo Ling Gang had just fought a big battle, so he must have used up most of his energy.    

Although this idea was a bit despicable, no one could say anything about it. It was within the limits of the rules.    

There is no rule that forbids continuous challenge of the same person.    

"How long do you need?" Li Liuxian looked at Fan Hua and asked. His tone seemed to be very magnanimous, as if he did not care about all these.    

Fan Hua glanced at Li Liuxian and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This person was simply a hypocrite, even though on the surface he looked like an upright person, he was actually extremely thoughtful and did everything he could to scheme against others.    

"Two hours is enough!" Fan Hua asked coldly.    

Two hours later, Fan Hua stood up, looked at Li Liuxian, and said: "Let's begin."    

"Alright." Li Liuxian nodded his head, after that he extended out his hand, and the jade green sword appeared in his hand once again, releasing extremely strong Spirit Qi undulations, causing Fan Hua's gaze to turn serious, and a cold light appeared in his eyes. Did he use the sword from the beginning?    

A large blade appeared in Fan Hua's hand, the hilt was extremely long, the surface of the blade was as smooth as snow, the sunlight shining on the surface of the blade, reflecting an extremely dazzling light, showing just how sharp the blade was.    

Fan Hua placed the large blade horizontally in front of him, and stared coldly at Li Liuxian, and said: "You are proficient in the way of the sword, and I am proficient in the way of the blade, then let's see, whether your sword is faster than mine!"    

"The sword is the ruler of a hundred weapons. This result has long been decided!" As soon as his voice fell, his body had already disappeared from where he stood. Streams of dazzling Sword Path Light bloomed out of thin air, tore through space, and transformed into millions of sword beams that swept towards Fan Hua.    

Fan Hua's right hand held onto the blade, and with all of his strength, he waved the blade, releasing an extremely resplendent blade light. In that moment, the light illuminated the entire space, causing many people to immediately close their eyes, not daring to look straight at him.    

Although it was only a single ray of saber light, it was incomparably swift and violent, as though it had the power to split apart the heavens and earth. It split the space into two, and a long and narrow spatial crack extended out in the distance.    

Fan Hua's eyes were extremely sharp, he raised his blade and stepped into the air, then appeared above Li Liuxian's body. Without saying anymore words, he slashed out a ray of blade light that slashed down, wanting to tear Li Liuxian's body apart.    

"Arrogant!" said disdainfully, daring to fight with him at such a close distance, did he really think that he was very strong?    

Endless amounts of Sword Intent flowed on Li Liuxian's body. Slashing out with his sword, numerous overflowing sword array appeared in front of him, from within, released an aura of slaughter, the Sword Qi raged about, and was extremely tyrannical.    

Even though they were extremely far away, the crowd could still feel a chill from the sword array. Their entire bodies were ice-cold, and it was as if they had been penetrated by a Sword Intent.    

From this, it could be seen how terrifying the sword array was.