"At this time, you still don't admit defeat?!"
"Hmph. Let's see how long you can last. I hope you will not admit defeat, so even if I kill you, the Holy Emperor will have nothing to say!"
Looking at Xia Yan who was being strangled by the sword energy he activated, Song Yuqi's eyes were cold and vicious.
"Xia Yan, he has a divine weapon in his hand. Even if you lose in a fight with him, it's normal. Don't hold on!" Liu Yun, regardless of his identity, anxiously shouted to the two people who were fighting fiercely inside.
Although the Holy Emperor used spiritual power to isolate the ring, the sound could come from the inside as well as come in from the outside.
Xia Yan could naturally hear Liu Yun's cry. However, Xia Yan didn't move at all, and there was no sign of admitting defeat at all. Seeing Xia Yan's expression at this time, many cultivators felt a little horrified.
"This Xia Yan, what is he thinking? It's all like this, and you still refuse to admit defeat?!" Some practitioners shook their heads, unable to understand. If it were themselves, they must have already surrendered.
They could all see that Xia Yan couldn't break through the blockade of the long dragon's sword energy transformed by the Jinglei sword.
"Defeat?!" Xia Yan sneered in his heart. "How could it be defeated? This Thunder Sword is mine!"
Xia Yan's eyes shifted, he roared in his heart, and looked at Song Yuqi who was beyond the sword aura.
The spiritual power in the one hundred and eight martial arts meridians passes through the Juling point, and then flows to the five spirit beads. Just now, Xia Yan did not merge the spiritual power of the five spirit beads into one. When performing sword skills, Xia Yan used three strands of spiritual power.
The reason why Xia Yan has not merged the three strands of spiritual power since the beginning of the fight is to paralyze Song Yuqi.
"I have just broken through to the late stage of the Lingzong, and no one knows about it. Of course, it is impossible for Song Yuqi to know. Song Yuqi must have thought that I was a mid-stage Lingzong, and the three strands of spiritual power cannot be fused! The martial arts performed by the three strands of spiritual power, and the fusion There is a world of difference in the martial arts performed by one strand of spiritual power! This gap..."
A smile spread across Xia Yan's calm face again.
"The power of the artifact is enormous, but unfortunately, Song Yuqi, you can't fully use it. I guess the power of your martial arts is only a million degrees at most, and your control over spiritual power is far inferior to mine! My spiritual power, But if it can be condensed into points, it will explode with more than double the power!" Xia Yan thought to himself, the spiritual power in the five spirit beads. Coming soon!
"There is only one chance!" Xia Yan inhaled slightly, allowing his mind to fully attach to his spiritual power.
That's right, Xia Yan only had one chance to kill Song Yuqi.
If Xia Yan doesn't succeed once, it will be very difficult to kill Song Yuqi who possesses the artifact Thunder Sword. Xia Yan's strength is indeed much stronger than Song Yuqi's, but Song Yuqi has a magic weapon and can turn over and suppress Xia Yan. Although Xia Yan has a defensive artifact in his body, he can't use it blatantly. Xia Yan doesn't dare to use the items in the Qiankun brocade box left for him by the illusory master in Lingluo Ring.
The only thing that can be relied on now is the spiritual power integrated in the later stage of the Lingzong realm, and the attack method that condenses the spiritual power into points.
The spiritual power of the five spirit beads was transformed into one, and the sword skill of the Lingluo Sword exploded, killing Song Yuqi in one fell swoop!
"Master Mu Yue, today, I will avenge you!" Xia Yan slowly retracted the released spiritual power back into his body, intending to break through the blockade of the thunder sword and kill Song Yuqi with a sudden sword strike. Xia Yan had to take back part of the spiritual power that was defending around his body.
Of course, doing this also has another effect, which is to confuse Song Yuqi, making Song Yuqi feel that he is about to be unable to hold on, and that the sword energy of the Jinglei Sword can strangle him immediately.
Seeing the sword energy of the Jinglei sword gradually touch Xia Yan's body, the circular defensive circle with a diameter of two meters was compressed to half a meter. Song Yuqi smiled.
Not only was Song Yuqi confused by Xia Yan, but even the leaders of the five major powers in the holy city outside felt that Xia Yan would not be able to hold on anymore.
They all knew that Xia Yan was besieged and strangled by the thunderous sword energy, which required a lot of spiritual energy. Every moment, a large amount of spiritual power was released by Xia Yan.
As the spiritual power in Xia Yan's body decreased, Xia Yan became more and more unable to support it, which was a reasonable thing. Therefore, none of them doubted that Xia Yan did this on purpose.
Even the Holy Emperor was slightly nervous, and he also felt that Xia Yan might not be able to hold on anymore.
Even the Holy Emperor couldn't see the plan Xia Yan was planning, and it was even more impossible for other practitioners to see it.
"At this time, I can't help Xia Yan either!" The Holy Emperor's thoughts turned, "Xia Yan, it's time to admit defeat now. It doesn't matter if you lose once, as long as you have your life, you are not afraid that you will not be able to take revenge in the future!"
The Holy Emperor's eyes flashed. Of course he couldn't say these words directly to Xia Yan.
"Xia Yan, you'd better admit defeat, otherwise, your life may be lost. You are still so young, even if you lose this time, you may not lose again next time!"
The head of the Chang family couldn't help shouting into the inside.
"It's now!"
As soon as the head of the Chang family finished speaking, Xia Yan's body suddenly moved, and his feet stomped heavily on the ground, which cracked inch by inch. Xia Yan's entire body suddenly soared into the air. The morning light sword in his hand, the sword light condensed into a point, and the spiritual power condensed. The martial arts power of more than two million degrees, under Xia Yan's precise control, pierced the thunder one after another. On the head of the long dragon formed by Jianjian Qi.
"Break it!" Xia Yan yelled, his eyes glowing red.
At this time, Xia Yan had completely exploded the spiritual power in his body.
If it weren't for Xia Yan to leave a part of his spiritual power to resist the strangling of him by the Thunder Sword Qi, Xia Yan's sword. It can burst out three million degrees of martial arts power.
Xia Yan's ability to condense spiritual power is not something that other cultivators can do.
The long dragon formed by Jinglei Sword's Qi suddenly stagnated, and the entire substantial body was cracked.
All cultivators can see this process clearly.
The long dragon formed by the sword energy slowly split open from small to large. The sword qi was defeated, and it should have dissipated and disappeared immediately, but the sword qi formed by the thunder sword seemed to be the essence of real existence. The scene at this time was that the body of a giant dragon was split apart by the shock.
Even so, this giant dragon has not completely disappeared. The cracked body was still strangling Xia Yan, Xia Yan could only feel that the muscles of his whole body were being torn fiercely by a force, as if his body was about to be shattered into thousands of pieces.
"Die!"
However, Xia Yan didn't take his own body into consideration. After killing the dragon with the sword energy of the Thunder Sword, the Sword of Chenxi turned into a black streamer again and stabbed directly in front of Song Yuqi.
All of Song Yuqian's attention was focused on stimulating the sword energy of the Jinglei sword just now, and he never thought that Xia Yan could break the sword energy of the Jinglei sword.
At this time, Song Yuqi was not prepared at all, how could he block Xia Yan's martial arts power attack of over two million degrees? Even if Song Yuqi was prepared, it would be difficult for Song Yuqi to block the martial arts power of over two million degrees without getting injured.
Song Yuqi's eyes widened fiercely, showing a look of horror. He just felt the chill that pierced his body press against his chest, and then his chest became cold, and the spiritual power in his body began to slowly dissipate, unable to condense and penetrate.
"Chachacha..."
After the crack, the sword energy of thunder and sword cut Xia Yan's body continuously, and bloodstains appeared continuously. The white robe on Xia Yan's body was almost completely stripped, hanging crookedly on Xia Yan's body.
"how so?!"
"I'm going to die? How could this be? How could it be possible? He... He was able to break through the sword energy of the Thunder Sword, the power of that sword..."
Song Yuqi's eyes were still open, but the pupils had gradually enlarged. Bright red blood continuously oozes from his chest. Xia Yan's sword. directly pierced his heart.
"Not good, quickly treat it!"
Wang Huayu was taken aback, and immediately woke up, shouted loudly, and was about to rush up, with a red jade box in his hand.
"Want to save him? How can you make your wish come true? The heart was pierced through by my Dawn Sword, and the Ninth Rank Qi and Blood Pill can't save him!" Xia Yan sneered, and pulled out the long sword unceremoniously.
Song Yuqi's whole body twitched, and then he fell limply on the ground. On his body, the shape of a long sword was gradually revealed. The sacred weapon after recognizing the master will only reappear in form after the master dies and the vitality is completely lost.
The revealing of the Jinglei sword meant that Song Yuqi had lost all vitality and could not be revived.
Song Yuqi, he is dead!
Wang Huayu ran to the edge of the ring, but was slightly hindered by the spiritual power controlled by the Holy Emperor. The Holy Emperor looked at Wang Huayu with a slight frown, and then withdrew his spiritual power. Wang Huayu slid under his feet again and reached the ring, but he saw the thunder When the sword appeared, he knew that Song Yuqi was dead, his body trembled and stopped on the spot.
The practitioners nearby all opened their mouths so wide that their jaws almost fell off.
I'm afraid they will never forget that scene just now, especially the scene where Xia Yan pierced through the head of the giant dragon with sword energy, and the dragon's whole body was cracked, it was too shocking.
At this time, Xia Yan also had wounds all over his body. Fortunately, they were all flesh wounds. After a week of spiritual power running, the wounds stopped bleeding, and he didn't even need to take healing elixir.
Bending slightly, Xia Yan held the Jinglei Sword in his hand. It was a silver-white wide-bladed sword with lightning patterns carved on it. It looked full of momentum and murderous intent.
"Artifact!"
Xia Yan muttered two words and smiled, "This artifact will be mine from now on. Hehe, I just realized the power of the artifact, and now I really want to use it to kill a few of my enemies!"
Xia Yan's words shocked Wang Huayu and the others.
At this time, all the cultivators came back to their senses, took a few deep breaths one by one, and looked at Xia Yan who was holding the thunder sword on the stage as if they were looking at a monster.
Thirty years ago, Song Yuqi was at the peak of the Spiritual Sect realm and ran across the mainland. Thirty years have passed, and the strength has become even more frightening. Song Yuqi, who now has the Thunder Sword, was killed by Xia Yan with a sword. How terrifying is this Xia Yan