The sword rain in the sky shattered one after another, and a Xuanyuan sword entered the sea like an angry dragon, scattering the sword rain and heading straight towards Huanglong.
Ji Huang trembled slightly, seeing that cold light emerging, and soon the tip of the sword was close at hand. He gritted his teeth and dodged as fast as he could -
Whoosh!
The heavy sword cut through the void, leaving a straight and sharp sword mark. A deep wound was cut on the side of Ji Huang's face.
But surprisingly, although Ji Huang was wounded by the sword, no blood flowed out. There was no flesh and blood, only deep darkness and faint white bones.
The wound healed quickly, but the pain made Ji Huang stunned.
"How could the Xuanyuan Sword of the Ji family hurt someone from the Ji family!?"
"How could my son, who is at the fifth level, be beaten so badly by someone who is only at the eighth level?"
The head of the Ji family slammed the armrest, stood up suddenly, and was about to break into the ring angrily, but was forcibly stopped by a golden light.
The person who took action was clearly the Empress Qi Xi. She still looked calm and calm. In contrast, the masters of the Sifang Hall, especially the Northern Saint Changyang, who was good at swordsmanship, were extremely surprised.
The words of the head of the Ji family are indeed thought-provoking.
But in fact, according to Ye An's explanation: Xuanyuan Sword is fake, Ji Family Ji Huang is also fake, and even the realm is fake.
During the two or three days of sculpting the magic formation, Ye An discovered that the magic seemed more similar to a cheating console, which felt quite amazing. The power of the stars produced by the Crescent Sect's deconstruction of the way of heaven is similar to divine magic.
After limiting the power of the stars through the sacred tree, the majestic Ji Huang also became a clown.
It's just that the Jianmu Sacred Tree grows in the secret realm of the temple, and only Empress Qi Xi can enter it. It is unknown how the people of the Crescent Sect used the Jianmu Sacred Tree, or even whether Qi Xi had anything to do with them.
Ye An ignored this for the time being, recalled the false Xuanyuan Sword, and immediately set off again.
"I can defeat you physically, and of course I can defeat you in swordsmanship!"
After the words fell, the heavy sword pointed directly at Ji Huang's eyebrows and flew away.
"Dreaming...!"
With a thought in his mind, Ji Huang's spiritual energy surged up in his body, and he shouted angrily: "Here comes the sword!"
Thousands of sword energy emerged from the void, filling the entire arena in an instant, and dense rain-like sword energy slashed forward.
boom!
But at this moment, all the sword energy exploded.
Ji Huang was immediately shocked. When he was about to strike back, he was surprised to find that the power of the stars in his body was useless, and his fifth-level cultivation had deflated like a deflated balloon.
The sharp sword wind whistled, and the cold sword intent was close at hand.
Ji Huang was stunned for a moment, feeling that the gate of hell was right in front of him.
"The Holy Son's sword keeps people alive!"
The elders of the Ji family stood up and rushed into the ring.
Together with the Red Emperor from West Desert and Chang Yang from Northern Saint, they all rushed into the ring and tried to rescue Ji Huang from Ye An.
"snort… "
Qi Xi stared at everyone with cold eyes, waved his jade hand gently, and the sky was filled with golden light, which immediately enveloped the arena square.
Bang bang bang bang…!
The two palace masters and the elders of the Ji family who were about to come to the rescue all hit a wall. They didn't have time to see the Empress Qi Xi, so they immediately used various methods to try to break through the golden light.
But it was too late after all. At this moment, Xuanyuan Sword had penetrated Ji Huang's eyebrows—
"No!"
Ji Huang screamed, and the cold sword intent poured into his body like a vast ocean, turning into bursts of sword wind to destroy his body.
Click!
A sharp and crisp sound of breaking sounded, and soon cracks spread on the skin between Ji Huang's eyebrows. Immediately afterwards, the cracks spread rapidly throughout the body.
Wow!
Fragments of skin were scattered all over the ground, with no flesh, blood, meridians or spiritual veins visible.
There was only a white jade skeleton standing on the spot, with the Xuanyuan Sword still piercing its brow.
This is clearly Ji Huang's true body, which has been transformed into a puppet after being refined by the Crescent Sect.
But for Ye An, there are still many unknowns, such as where the pure Xuanyuan bloodline has gone, and whether other members of the Ji family are like Ji Huang. These are all questions.
Qi Xi finally couldn't hide his inner pride and joy, so he hummed softly, and the ethereal sound echoed throughout the world.
"I declare that the winner of today's competition is the Holy Son Ye An."
This is the obvious outcome.
However, others can't help but make a fuss.
boom!
The golden light surrounding the arena shattered.
The two palace masters of Xi Mo and Bei Sheng arrived late, followed by a group of people from the Ji family.
After witnessing Ji Huang's death, even the two palace masters were stunned for a long time.
To ordinary people, Ji Huang's death symbolized the failure of the Xuanyuan bloodline; to the master of the Sifang Palace, it meant that the Crescent Sect had lost a practical puppet.
"The Holy Son knows how to be merciful and merciful. In recent years, the Ji family has contributed tens of millions of spiritual stones, millions of spiritual swords, and all kinds of miraculous medicines to the temple. Not to mention credit, there is also hard work. However, how can the eldest son of Ji be Did you kill him directly?"
"Your Majesty the Empress, is this the way the Holy Son kills today?"
The Red Emperor of West Desert said angrily that he did not need to consider other logic, he only needed an excuse.
Ye An turned around and was about to speak.
But I heard Empress Qi Xi say in a cold voice: "Master Red Hall, of these tens of millions of spiritual stones and millions of spiritual swords, Zhongzhou Temple doesn't have any of them..."
"Besides, wasn't the proposal of 'until one party dies in battle' proposed by Ji Huang and agreed to by all the palace masters? What's wrong, you regret it?"
Suddenly everyone was silent.
Although they agreed, they never thought that the ending would be like this.
Moreover, Ji Huang's strangeness was obviously beyond the expectations of the Sifang Palace Master. They are both members of the Crescent Sect and are also in charge of the power of the stars. They know it very well.
But seeing Qi Xi's golden eyes extremely gloomy, he said lightly: "It's interesting to talk about Ji's eldest son. Although he had a realm, he was killed by a leapfrog challenge. His skin was broken and his flesh and blood were completely gone. His true body was a skeleton. This It is reminiscent of the rebellion of… twenty years ago.”
The head of the Ji family said angrily: "Does your Majesty suspect that we have the intention of treason?"
Qi Xi smiled slightly and said, "Why does the head of the Ji family have such intention? I just suspect that your son may have fallen into the trap of the remnants of the Crescent Sect and has already become a puppet."
"If I doubt you, I should bring my entourage to protect you today. You are not here alone..."
Her dazzling golden eyes sparkled with a mysterious color, which seemed to be smiling but also indifferent, which was unpredictable.
The head of the Ji family looked livid, and when he heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
"Your Majesty's words... are quite reassuring."
His expression suddenly became much better, and he stepped forward slowly, putting his old and skinny hands into his sleeves.
Ye An frowned slightly and stared at the back of the head of the Ji family.
Qi Xi said with great interest: "Don't worry? What do you mean by this?"
"What do you mean by this, what do you mean by this..."
The head of the Ji family lowered his head and murmured to himself, but kept walking forward slowly. The surrounding palace masters, the elders, and even the younger generation of the Ji family all looked at him, as if they were looking at a psychotic lunatic.
But at this moment, the head of the Ji family suddenly moved away, and a cold light appeared in his sleeves.
"Your Majesty the Empress, you deserve to die!"