Peerless God Emperor

Many people did not expect that this battle would end with the Royal College disciples taking the initiative to leave.    

    

Earlier, the Royal College disciple had suddenly released his spear concept, trapping Yue Meng inside. Countless people in the crowd turned to look at her.    

    

After that, he pressed on even more, stepping on step by step, unleashing his advantage to the limit, causing Yue Meng to fall into a deathly trap where he had nowhere to retreat to.    

    

However, in the nick of time, white-clothed man who had been quietly watching by the side moved.    

    

Before this, no one thought that he would make a move.    

    

Even though he had previously said that he would protect Yue Meng, everyone still subconsciously thought that he was trying to console Yue Meng, and that he was just speaking.    

    

Now it seemed that this wasn't the case.    

    

The sword that he had stabbed into the Royal College was like a stroke of lightning, breaking apart the spear concept created by the Royal College disciples.    

    

He even claimed that it wasn't that the sword was strong, but that the Concept of Spear was too weak!    

    

However, was that really the case?    

    

Could a Concept that could force someone at the third level of the Natal Opening Realm into a corner be weak?    

    

Since the concept was strong enough, and the white-clothed man had broken through it with a single sword strike, it was extremely cool.    

    

This was enough to let everyone understand the fact that this seemingly ordinary white-clothed youth possessed a combat strength that far surpassed their cultivation!    

    

Seeing this scene, many people suddenly calmed down. Their faces revealed expressions of deep thought, as if they were recalling something.    

    

Finally, someone recalled.    

    

During the previous group battle, the five man team had clashed with several other teams, but the result was still shockingly similar!    

    

No matter what cultivation his opponent had, he had defeated his opponent with a single sword strike, and his opponent had all taken the initiative to walk down from the round table, and was willing to give up.    

    

There were quite a few people who noticed him earlier, but it was a group battle after all. Furthermore, there was a martial cultivator in the group who was an expert in illusion techniques, so doing this was not difficult.    

    

As a result, they subconsciously ignored the power of the white-clothed youth itself. In their hearts, they thought that it was only a person who was good at movement techniques, so there wasn't much of a difference.    

    

At this time, Di Ge's expression was a little unnatural. He directly analyzed this person thoroughly in front of all the disciples of the Four Great sect s, as if he was speaking the truth.    

    

"I want to know all about Xuan Qing's background." Duan Wutian said to a person beside him.    

    

"Yes." The person replied and left in a flash.    

    

The current Duan Wutian was no longer as casual as before. Her expression was solemn and she stared at the white clothed figure below.    

    

He actually had a somewhat familiar feeling to him, and he didn't know where it came from.    

    

When Duan Ruoxi heard his father's words just now, his heart couldn't help but tighten. As expected, it still attracted his attention, and he didn't know what the outcome would be.    

    

However, Sikong Xuan still maintained a calm face, without a hint of emotion or joy, as though no matter how fierce the battle below was, it would not affect him in the slightest.    

    

"Sikong, what do you think?" Sikong Yuan looked at Sikong Xuan and asked.    

    

Sikong Xuan indifferently looked at Qin Xuan's figure, and then slowly said: "It's only so, as he said, the spear concept is indeed too weak."    

    

All around Sikong Xuan were the leaders of the Heavenly Star City s who stood at the very peak. When they heard these words, they all sighed in their hearts.    

    

Sure enough, no matter how outstanding a figure from the round table appeared, they were still unable to overshadow the radiance of this absolute monster.    

    

Not before, not now, not in the future.    

    

No true genius would be able to surpass him. Even if he just sat there, no one would be able to conceal his brilliance.    

    

Sikong Xuan was a genius of this level that no one could surpass. Whether or not no one knew about him in the future, at least he had not appeared yet.    

    

Just as the crowd was still in the midst of the commotion, another person on top of the round table made his move. is a disciple of the Azure Sky Sword Sect.    

    

This disciple of the Azure Sky Sword Sect was called Jian Feng, he was Jian Mo's junior brother, and his cultivation was the same as the disciple of the Royal College, at the peak of the fourth level of the Natal Opening Realm.    

    

He had already personally witnessed Qin Xuan's power just now, and he believed that he was unable to surpass it.    

    

At this time, there were two other people at the 3rd level of the Natal Opening Realm. One was Ou Wuyou from the Ou Family, and the other was Qin Fan.    

    

However,'s cruel and cold methods were also known to everyone. Even though he was confident, he did not want to offend the Evil God.    

    

Then, the final choice was already very clear as he walked towards Ou Wuyou.    

    

Ou Wuyou saw Jian Feng slowly walking towards him, and couldn't help but to panic in his heart. He looked at the grey clothed youth beside him and said: "Brother Murong, I hope that you can help me this time!"    

    

"I will protect you." The grey robed youth nodded his head slightly, then took a step forward, coincidentally covering Ou Wuyou.    

    

Jian Feng raised his brows, as an expression of interest flashed past his eyes, and he said: "You also want to protect him?"    

    

With a glance, he could tell the strength of the grey-clothed youth. He was at the peak of the fourth level of the Natal Opening Realm, just like him.    

    

Previously, Qin Xuan had protected Yue Meng on the border of life and death, and it was magnificent, but now, this person wanted to learn from him, so did he want to attract more attention like he did?    

    

Jian Feng sneered in his heart. He did not believe that, as a disciple of the Azure Sky Sword Sect, he would lose to an unknown individual in a battle of the same level. In fact, in his opinion, not only was the grey-clothed youth unable to protect Ou Wuyou in the slightest, he had even implicated himself.    

    

"Naturally." The grey-clothed youth spoke indifferently. He spoke very few words, as if he didn't want to speak at all.    

    

Jian Feng nodded lightly, and said: "This is the path that you have chosen yourself. Don't blame me."    

    

A light flashed on the ring finger of his left hand, and a longsword instantly appeared in his right hand.    

    

The sword was very long, about three meters and three meters. There were some strange rune s carved on the sword blade, if Qin Xuan looked closely, he would notice that they were array patterns.    

    

This was a magic treasure with the support of an array formation!    

    

The weapons used by the martial cultivator were divided into several categories: In order, they were ordinary weapons, artifacts, spirit weapon s, king level weapons, and even the legendary imperial weapon s!    

    

As for ordinary weapons, they were the most ordinary ones. Ordinary steel and metal could be easily forged.    

    

The quality of a treasure was above that of a weapon. Because there was an array formation carved onto it, the array formation had an extremely great effect.    

    

In a fight between martial artists of the same realm, if the cultivation method and skills cultivated were not too different, the martial artist with a magical equipment would be several times stronger than the martial artist with a weapon.    

    

To the martial cultivator, treasures were like icing on the cake.    

    

If one possessed a treasure that was suitable for their own cultivation and could display an extraordinary strength, the degree of growth would be extremely terrifying.    

    

And currently, what Jian Feng was holding was a treasured sword, with the support of the formation, even if he was to emit an aura, it would be enough to strike fear in the hearts of others.    

    

The moment Jian Feng took out the sword, countless people present were shocked, their eyes flashing with amazement.    

    

In the red zone, an old man said to Jian Nan, "You sure are willing to part with this sword, to actually make a treasure sword for this kid."    

    

Jian Nan's face held a smile, as though he was extremely pleased with himself, and said: "Feng'er's talent in sword arts is not inferior to Mu Er, and can display most of the sword's power."    

    

The deeper meaning of his words was that one shouldn't be able to wield great power just by holding the highest grade of weapons.    

    

Only weapons that matched with one's level of strength could do so, and sometimes even matched up with one's innate talent.    

    

It was like a child holding a dagger. Even though the dagger in his hand was incomparably sharp, it was still unable to kill an adult who was holding an ordinary wooden stick.    

    

When the grey robed youth saw Jian Feng take out the treasured sword, a strange expression finally flashed across his eyes, but quickly disappeared.    

    

Countless sword power s bloomed behind Jian Feng, enveloping the entire space, the Sword Qi whistled out, and faintly formed a Sword Qi storm.    

    

The grey-robed youth slowly lowered his head. What no one noticed was that at this moment, two white lines suddenly appeared at the corners of his eyes, shining brilliantly.    

    

"Is the magical equipment very powerful?" The gray-clothed man said indifferently.    

    

He stepped out, as though he had no fear.    

    

Hearing the man's arrogant words, Jian Feng's expression froze, and then his face became gloomy.    

    

"I will make you regret it!"    

    

Jian Feng raised his treasure sword high up, as an endless Sword Qi was released from the sword blade. Waving the treasure sword, the Sword Qi continued to shoot out, slicing through space, as though it was unstoppable.    

    

However, the grey robed young man's palm slightly trembled, and then a light grey light curtain formed around his body.    

    

Countless Sword Qi descended from the sky, heavily smashing onto the gray light curtain, but they did not shatter it, and only stirred up wave after wave of ripples.    

    

"How could this be?" A hint of shock flashed past Jian Feng's eyes.    

    

This Sword Qi could easily shatter the strongest defense at the third level of the Natal Opening Realm. With so many of these Sword Qi s slashing down at the same time, how strong would the impact be, how could it not break his defense?    

    

Just as Jian Feng was panic-stricken, the grey robed youth took a few more steps forward, becoming even more distant from Jian Feng.    

    

"There's something strange about this person!" Jian Nan stared fixedly at the young man in grey, as if she could see through him.    

    

The grey light curtain around the grey-clothed youth seemed to be unable to break through as the overwhelming Sword Qi shot towards him, yet it could not penetrate through.    

    

As the grey-clothed youth got closer and closer to him, and was helpless against him, he finally started to panic in his heart.    

    

Just as he was about to retreat, the grey robed youth who had been steadily advancing suddenly increased his speed and arrived beside him in the blink of an eye.    

    

"You lost." An extremely indifferent voice came out from Jian Feng's ears.    

    

After which, he only felt a terrifying pressure instantly descend on his shoulders, as if there were tens of ancient mammoths madly trampling on him. It was incomparably heavy, and waves of terrifying tremors resounded in his mind.    

    

Ah!" A blood-curdling screech suddenly rang out.    

    

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Jian Feng directly kneeled on the ground!    

    

Jian Feng, defeated!