The Strongest Martial Emperor in The City

Chapter 3388: Win

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As Cui Min's voice of admitting defeat rang out, the faces of the two practitioners who were fighting not far away changed at the same time, and there was a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

You have to know that the four of them are now suppressed and can only fight with the strength of the six-star martial emperor level, and the way they use is not the sword way they are good at. In this case, the strength gap will not be too big. Now Yang Qi and Cui Min have just fought for a while, and Cui Min took the initiative to admit defeat, which is completely beyond their expectations.

Although both of them are nine-star Martial Emperors, and even when suppressed, they are still stronger than a six-star Martial Emperor like Cui Min, but they believe that they cannot force Cui Min to admit defeat in such a short time!

Today, Yang Qi and the other three represent four high-level Martial Emperors. Not to mention the final reward, even if it involves the face of the high-level Martial Emperors, they will never admit defeat easily unless they are completely unable to resist.

"How can you display such strength by fighting with an unfamiliar sword technique?" The two looked at each other and immediately stopped fighting.

After all, although the two of them think they are stronger than Cui Min, it is impossible for them to do what Yang Qi did. Doesn't this mean that Yang Qi's strength is also far beyond theirs

"Let's attack together!" The two men looked at each other and made the decision in an instant.

As practitioners of the Sword Palace, they have their own pride. Before Cui Min and Yang Qi fought, although they also wanted to fight Yang Qi, they did not intervene in the previous battle between Cui Min and Yang Qi. However, now Yang Qi is so powerful that they are no match for him alone, so they decided to join forces to fight against Yang Qi, and at the same time they also wanted to know where the gap between them and Yang Qi was.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Two figures flew by and arrived in front of Yang Qi in a flash.

The cultivator representing the Blazing Blood Demon Emperor looked at Yang Qi and said in a deep voice, "Brother Yang Qi, we are no match for you if we fight alone, so we have no choice but to join forces."

"I'm sorry!" The cultivator representing Emperor Qianyang also spoke.

Joining forces

Seeing the two practitioners joining forces to deal with Yang Qi, the practitioners in the dojo were slightly stunned. They obviously did not expect that the two practitioners in front of them would actually join forces to deal with Yang Qi. However, judging from the fact that Cui Min was forced to admit defeat before, Yang Qi did have the strength to make the two of them join forces.

Emperor Qianyang saw this scene and sighed in his heart, "Even if they join forces, they are no match for Yang Qi."

The gap between the three people's realms is too big, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are one in heaven and one in earth. In this case, even if two people join forces, they can't be Yang Qi's opponent. It should be noted that the Illusion Sword Dao itself is a sword art formed by integrating the Soul Dao, and it also has the characteristics of the Soul Dao, that is, it is not afraid of siege!

"Please come in, fellow Taoists!" Although Yang Qi was a little surprised at the combination of the two, he was not worried at all. Although he was simply fighting with Emperor Thousand Illusions's Illusion Sword, the power he unleashed was no weaker than his own power of Illusion Sword.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Without any hesitation, the two men rushed towards Yang Qi. As they got closer, the void around them trembled slightly and the scenery changed accordingly.

Next to the platform, Cui Min looked at the two men rushing towards Yang Qi, a gleam of brilliance flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he thought to himself, "If the two of them join forces, they should be able to cause some trouble for Yang Qi, right?"

Cui Min was indeed no match for Yang Qi, but if he held on for a while, he could still do it. The reason why he chose to admit defeat was actually to retreat in order to advance, letting the other two deal with Yang Qi. The development of the matter was just as he expected, and the other two joined forces to fight against Yang Qi.

Cui Min looked at Yang Qi in the light curtain and sneered in his heart, "A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. It's better not to show off too much!"

This was Cui Min's intention. The more evil Yang Qi behaved, the more likely he would be envied. After all, whether it was the Great Emperor Wu Shi or the Great Lord Tai Xu, there were strong men they couldn't stand. The Great Emperor Wu Shi had grown up and might not be afraid of some secret means, but Yang Qi was only at the peak of the Martial Emperor. He still had a long way to go before he could become a real strong man.

Yang Qi naturally had no idea what Cui Min was thinking. Facing the two Martial Emperors who were coming to kill him, he immediately used the Illusion Sword. Although the two were stronger than Cui Min, they were still affected by the illusion of the Illusion Sword. However, the two of them joined forces to deal with Yang Qi, so even if they were affected by the illusion, they were still able to exert strong strength.

However, facing the illusion, the two men, who were not very good at soul affairs, were unable to see through the illusion and could only passively take the beating. They could not pose any threat to Yang Qi at all.

"As expected of the disciple of the Great Emperor Wu Shi, two practitioners of equal strength joined forces, yet he was completely suppressed."

"With such talent and potential, even among the Martial Emperors of this generation of the Sword Palace, he is probably at the most monstrous level."

The practitioners in the Taoist temple were talking about it. The talent and potential displayed by Yang Qi was so amazing that it was even not inferior to that of his master, the Great Emperor Wu Shi.

The two Martial Emperors who could only passively take the beating did not hold out for too long. After a moment, they voluntarily admitted defeat. After all, if they continued to persist, they would have no chance of winning. Unless they fought in other ways, the original intention of this competition would be lost, and they would be directly judged as losers.

The two practitioners looked at Yang Qi, bowed slightly and said, "Brother Yang Qi, I admire you!"

They lost. Even when the two of them joined forces, they were completely crushed. Both of them lost the battle convincingly.

“Thank you.” Yang Qi bowed slightly, and then the three figures withdrew from the light curtain.

As Yang Qi and the other two withdrew from the light curtain, Emperor Qianyang on the high platform immediately said, "Yang Qi won this competition."

"This is the reward you deserve." Emperor Qianyang moved his hand, and a storage ring fell into Yang Qi's hand. It was the prize prepared by the four high-level martial emperors.

Yang Qi bowed slightly to Emperor Qianyang and the other three, and said with gratitude, "Thank you, four seniors."

"You guys retreat first." Emperor Qianyang said, and then he moved his hand, and an image immediately appeared on the platform. It was the scene of Yang Qi and the other four fighting in the light curtain.

"My sword art..." Emperor Qianyang took the sword art demonstrated by the practitioner who represented him in the war as a blueprint and began to talk about his own sword art again.

With the demonstration and actual combat of the Martial Emperor Realm practitioners, Emperor Qianyang's narration was undoubtedly easier to understand. The other three Emperors Qianhuan also used this method to describe their own swordsmanship, and their understanding continued to deepen. Time passed rapidly as the four high-level Martial Emperors discussed the Dao.

"This discussion ends here." After an unknown amount of time, Emperor Qianyang's voice spread from the high platform and went straight into the depths of the cultivator's soul. (To be continued)