The Strongest Martial Emperor in The City

Chapter 1750: War King Feather

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Everyone entered the secret realm to fight for the opportunity to help them break through to the Martial King Realm, and the gold and silver grass in front of them was the opportunity that could help them! Although the gold and silver grass did not increase the probability of breaking through to the Martial King Realm by much, it was still a spiritual herb that was enough to make any high-level Martial Honored crazy.

"Um?"

At this moment, Yang Qi's expression changed slightly. He looked towards the opposite side of the broken area and saw a figure flying over. It was Wang Yu whom he had seen before.

"Gold and silver grass!"

Wang Yu's eyes fell on the jade, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a cry of surprise came from his mouth.

The natural treasures of the level of gold and silver grass are too attractive to them. After all, even a genius of Wang Yu's level cannot say that he can break through to the Martial King realm 100%. However, any treasure that can increase their impact on the Martial King realm is a priceless treasure to them!

"Yang Qi!"

But the next moment, Wang Yu's gaze turned to Yang Qi. He had seen Yang Qi's methods and naturally knew that Yang Qi's strength could not be judged by the standards of an ordinary eight-star martial artist.

The two figures just stared at each other, neither of them made a move, let alone the slightest movement. There were not many practitioners who entered the forbidden area in front of Yang Qi, and Wang Yu was one of them!

Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Suddenly, the two of them moved, and instantly turned into a shadow and pounced on the gold and silver grass. A distance of several hundred feet was just a blink of an eye for the two high-level martial masters. In an instant, the two figures were less than a hundred feet away from the gold and silver grass.

"Oh no, he's faster than me!"

Looking at Wang Yu who was obviously closer to the gold and silver grass than himself, Yang Qi's face changed slightly. He himself was not very good at speed, and his cultivation was lower than Wang Yu's. Even if the speed within a short distance would not be too different, he was still at a disadvantage in speed!

"It's not that easy to get the gold and silver grass!"

The Yuan force in Yang Qi's body surged, and the Qinghong sword in his hand shook. A sharp and violent sword light turned into a stream of light and slashed towards Wang Yu.

If the gold and silver grass had already been obtained by Wang Yu, he would naturally not try to snatch it away. However, the gold and silver grass was now ownerless, so how could Yang Qi give it up

Facing Wang Yu, who was in the late eight-star Martial Master stage, Yang Qi didn't dare to hold back at all. He burst out with all his strength as soon as he attacked. The sword light pierced through the air and instantly arrived in front of Wang Yu.

"Break it for me!"

Feeling the terrifying power contained in the oncoming sword light, Wang Yu's face condensed, and he swung the sword in his hand, and a sharp sword light met Yang Qi's attack.

Bang!

The blade light and the sword light collided with each other, accompanied by a low muffled sound, and the invisible force storm dissipated. The ground that was originally only broken for a few hundred feet spread out in an instant, and the area within a radius of thousands of feet was affected by the residual power of the fight between the two.

"How could he be so strong?"

Wang Yu looked at Yang Qi not far away, with a solemn look on his face.

He had already judged Yang Qi's strength. He was only slightly stronger than Lu Yan, and there was still some gap between him and him. However, in this fight, he did not gain any advantage at all.

The fighting power displayed by Yang Qi is no weaker than his!

Wang Yu's eyes fell on Yang Qi, and he said calmly, "It seems that unless you and I fight, no one can get this spiritual herb."

"Unless you want to give up." Yang Qi said lightly, shaking the sword in his hand, and a faint fighting spirit emanated from his body.

"Then let's fight!"

Wang Yu's expression froze and he chuckled.

How could he be asked to give up the gold and silver grass? This is a treasure that can help practitioners reach the realm of Martial King. It is also the reason why they have worked so hard to enter the secret realm!

"war!"

Yang Qi let out a low growl, and a terrifying fighting spirit burst out from his body. His figure flashed, and he rushed directly towards Wang Yu.

Facing Yang Qi who was coming to kill him, Wang Yu would naturally not retreat. As a genius in the late eight-star martial arts master stage, he was ranked in the top ten among all the practitioners who entered the secret realm. How could he be afraid of Yang Qi!

Whoosh~ Whoosh~

In the broken forest, two figures kept crossing each other, and sharp sword and knife lights collided with each other. Shocking noises continued to spread, and terrifying shock waves dissipated, shaking the surroundings. The mountain under their feet had already been shattered beyond recognition, like fine sand.

Yang Qi blocked Wang Yu's attack with a sword, a solemn look on his face, and secretly said in his heart, "As expected, he is the strongest person who has entered the secret realm. The combat power he bursts out with all his strength is almost close to the peak level of martial arts master."

At Wang Yu's level, a slight difference in strength could be the key to determining victory or defeat. Even though Wang Yu's explosive strength has not yet reached the peak of Martial Honor, he is much stronger than Lu Yan and his ilk.

Only after he had a real fight with Wang Yu did Yang Qi understand how terrifying these top-level genius practitioners were. If he hadn't just raised his sword intent to the level of perfection, he would have been at a disadvantage in a fight with Wang Yu. In a head-on fight, he was no match for Wang Yu at all!

Yang Qi was surprised at Wang Yu's strength, but Wang Yu was even more surprised. After all, Yang Qi was only at the initial stage of Eight-Star Martial Honor. In a head-on fight, without using any secret techniques, he was actually as powerful as him. In a head-on fight, Yang Qi did not seem to be at a disadvantage at all!

A cultivator at the early stage of Eight-Star Martial Master actually has the combat power of dozens of the most outstanding geniuses in the cultivation world, who are at the late stage of Eight-Star Martial Master. How could Wang Yu not be surprised!

Even in those cultivation worlds with Martial Emperors in charge, with the same cultivation level, a genius at Luo Tian's level is only slightly stronger than him. And the Zi Chen Continent, where Yang Qi was born, has never had a Martial Emperor, but such a terrifying monster has appeared there. It is really unbelievable.

Wang Yu looked at Yang Qi who was not far away and said in a deep voice, "Yang Qi, if we continue to fight like this, I don't know how long it will take to decide the winner. Such a big commotion will not be a good thing if it attracts other practitioners."

"What are you going to do?" Yang Qi raised his eyebrows, already having some guesses in his mind about Wang Yu's plan.

"One move determines the outcome!"

Wang Yu said in a deep voice that the combat power of the two was not much different. In a normal fight, it would be impossible to determine the winner in a short period of time. If they consumed too much energy and were taken advantage of by others, they would suffer a great loss.

"good!"

Yang Qi nodded. He was naturally not afraid of a single move to decide the outcome. The secret technique he mastered would only become more powerful as his sword intent improved. The same was true for the Yuan Sword Classic. In a fight, Wang Yu might not be his opponent.

Buzz~

As he spoke, a surge of sword intent surged through Yang Qi's body.

"this… "

Feeling the extremely terrifying sword intent from Yang Qi, Wang Yu's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

That was a sword intent close to the perfect state of mind. Yang Qi's sword realm was so terrifying? Is this something that a practitioner who has practiced for less than two hundred years can achieve? (To be continued)