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Yuv Loongquan laughed. His eyes revealed a sneer and a dense killing intent.
This brat actually dared to go up onto the Battlestage, that would be courting death.
If he wanted to fight with Battlestage, he would have too much trouble, and will directly kill this brat!
"Arrogant brat, just die!"
The Xiang Qiu leaped out, its body briefly soaring into the air, its aura exploding to its limits, as if merging with the Gold Dragon Lance in its hands. The two items exploded with a resplendent golden light.
"Swish …"
The Xiang Qiu made his move. His spear thrust straight out and a terrifying sharp force emitted a terrifying fluctuation. His killing intent was cold as if a golden dragon had rushed out and directly attacked Du Shaomu.
In front of this kind of aura, Du Shaomu's gaze slightly twitched, but the smile on the corner of his mouth did not disappear.
No one could see that within Du Shaomu's body, a mysterious glow was surging. His aura exploded and his black hair flew all over the place.
Du Shaomu also made his move. He shook the horsewhip in his hand and suddenly shot out like a lightning snake with dazzling light.
"Swish …"
Everything happened too fast. Like a bolt of lightning, the golden spear swooped down and stabbed downward. Accompanied by a faintly discernible golden dragon shadow, it swallowed Du Shaomu.
The golden light enveloped a large area of the platform, including Du Shaomu.
"Rumble …"
His entire Battlestage shook, and shattered rocks shot up into the sky.
Golden light wreaked havoc as a terrifying origin energy storm spread out in all directions.
"Not good, Du Shaomu is screwed!"
Some people sucked in a breath of cold air for Du Shaomu. They had just personally witnessed Du Shaomu being swallowed by that spear.
Even a second level Martial General would not be able to withstand such frightening attacks.
Could it be a fifteen-year-old martial general? I'm afraid that's impossible.
Lee Ling'er's hands clenched into fists as she stared at the Battlestage with her clear eyes, her heart heavy.
Lee Changkong, Sikong Lann, and the others frowned.
Ye Mingchao, Yun Zhenhai, and the others were also worried about him. Unknowingly, they all clenched their fists.
They knew Du Shaomu wasn't simple, but he was only 15 years old.
And at this moment, Xiuqiu was simply too strong. There were also Gold Dragon Lance s, whom ordinary Martial General Stage could not contend against.
Yuv Loongquan smiled. His undisguised killing intent filled the air.
This time, Du Shaomu would definitely die. This was the result of being arrogant!
"Hualala …"
Everything happened very quickly, and the golden light that enveloped a large portion of the Battlestage gradually dissipated.
The Gold Dragon Lance went deep into the giant rock, causing cracks to appear all around it, as countless small pits appeared.
Du Shaomu's figure appeared in the field. The Gold Dragon Lance s were not far from his feet. His right arm was raised high and the horsewhip in his hand was wrapped around Xiang Qiu's neck.
In his hands, he was still holding onto the Gold Dragon Lance, but his sharp eyes, which were wrapped in golden light, had already been instantly replaced by shock and fear.
At this moment, Xiqiu was like a kite flying low in the sky, held in Du Shaomu's hand.
"Swish …"
In an instant, Du Shaomu's right arm shook slightly, and the horsewhip passed by his neck.
With a 'chi la' sound, the horsewhip sliced through the neck of the man.
"Hualala …"
Blood spurted high into the air. The head and body of Xiqiu fell to the ground, splashing blood everywhere.
At this moment, the entire scene on the Battlestage was frozen, as though even the air itself had stopped flowing.
The entire square was silent, a deathly still silence!
Everyone widened their eyes.
At this moment, it was as if everyone's heart had stopped beating!
All eyes were filled with disbelief, and they were all incomparably shocked!
He, Xiang Qiu, was so powerful. With the Gold Dragon Lance in his hand, and with the power of his full strength, even an ordinary first level martial general would have been killed just now.
However, in the blink of an eye, Xiangqiu died. His head and body were separated from his family.
This was too shocking. Originally, everyone thought this would be an exciting battle.
This duel was definitely going to be a win for Xiangqiu.
However, everything that happened on the Battlestage at that moment was too unbelievable. The inner sect disciples who were as strong as a mountain used their strongest attacks along with the Gold Dragon Lance.
In the blink of an eye, the Xiang Qiu's head was snapped off by Du Shaomu with an ordinary horsewhip.
"Bang bang!"
In the silence of the surroundings, Xiang Qiu's body fell onto the Battlestage. His head rolled about, and in the end, rolled down the Battlestage, until it landed in front of Yuv Loongquan.
Their necks and mouths were bleeding. Their pupils were still filled with fear and disbelief. It was as if even in death, they could not believe that they had lost, and yet they had lost so miserably.
Du Shaomu stood on the Battlestage and lightly shook his horsewhip.
The surroundings were still in silence, showing that time had stopped flowing.
Everyone's gaze landed on the figure of the red-robed young master in Battlestage. With just a whip, he had killed that peerlessly elegant Xiang Qiu.
This was the easiest way to kill, but it was the most shocking!
How powerful the soul of such a youth was at this moment, was deeply imprinted in the hearts of the onlookers.
"Hu … hu …"
Finally, someone gasped and his throat rolled!
Some people swallowed their saliva, biting their tongues. They wanted to know if they were seeing things or dreaming!
Goong Lannye, Xiong Qianrann, and Ji Siming felt their hearts tremble as their souls throbbed.
That horsewhip had only lashed out once, but it was now as powerful as a mountain. With just a whip, it had severed their heads!
The experts of the various families were all stunned. Du Shaomu, who was only fifteen years old, had defeated the peak of the ninth stage of the Martial Spiritual Stage in one attack.
They knew very well what this meant. It was too terrifying!
Du Shaomu took a step forward and pulled out the Gold Dragon Lance. After taking a look, his hand seal condensed and a ray of light shot into the Gold Dragon Lance, directly collecting it into his own Spatial Storage Bag.
On the White Jade Demonic Elephant Beast, Yuv Loongquan's pair of murderous eyes froze.
What made Yuv Loongquan even more shocked was that it was his Gold Dragon Lance, his treasure.
But at this moment, the Gold Dragon Lance was kept by Du Shaomu and instantly lost contact with him.
"Yuv Loongquan, you lost, the White Jade Demonic Elephant Beast is mine now!"
On the platform, Du Shaomu looked at Yuv Loongquan and everything was still as calm as before.
"Jie Jie Jie, good, good, I'll give you the White Jade Demonic Elephant Beast, let's see if you have the ability to take it, hahahaha!"
Yuv Loongquan came back to his senses and suddenly started to laugh crazily. His laugh was cold and full of killing intent.
As his laughter faded, Yuv Loongquan jumped down from the White Jade Demonic Elephant Beast. His eyes were gloomy and cold as he said, "White Jade Demonic Elephant Beast, go!"
"Roar!"
The White Jade Demonic Elephant Beast roared, its entire body erupted with bright jade light, and in a moment, it soared into the sky, directly above the Battlestage.