There was another person on the stage, looking directly at Liu Wuxie.
"Liu Wuxie, your death has come!"
The man who fell down was named Qiu Yihe. He was an outstanding new disciple of Fengshen Pavilion, and his cultivation had reached the eighth level of the gods.
Even if it was Meng Qianyuan, it would still take a lot of effort to defeat him.
After saying this, no one thought he was arrogant.
"Fight!"
Liu Wuxie concentrated on preparing for battle.
So far, he has encountered the strongest opponent, the sixth level of God.
The biting sword energy swept out!
"What a powerful sword, this is his true strength!"
There were bursts of exclamations from all around.
This time, Liu Wuxie did not hide his clumsiness and used the power of the sword bone to the extreme.
"The momentum is good, but it's still a bit difficult to defeat Qiu Yihe!"
There are very few people who are optimistic about Liu Wuxie in this battle.
The main reason is that Qiu Yihe is too strong. Only those in the ninth level of God can defeat him.
"I wonder if Junior Brother Liu can survive this battle!"
The disciples of Tianshen Temple gathered together. Even the disciples who looked down on Liu Wuxie before now looked at Liu Wuxie with hope.
The top leaders of the major sects used their spiritual consciousness to communicate, and even some monks directly placed bets on Liu Wuxie losing the battle.
A chilling atmosphere filled the arena.
"call out!"
Qiu Yihe took action!
With the power of thunder, he launched an attack on Liu Wuxie.
The suffocating power of the eighth level of the gods was about to crush Liu Wuxie into powder.
"Well done!"
Liu Wuxie did not retreat but advanced, her body in the extreme state was moving, and her physical strength suddenly increased.
The suppression of the eighth level of the gods was in vain for him and had no effect.
"He actually ignored God's suppression. Could it be that God's law was born in this kid's body?"
The monks sitting on the Five Gods Peak looked horrified.
Many high-level monks can defeat their opponents by relying on their own level of suppression. This is the advantage of the level.
Liu Wuxie actually ignored this rule, which really shocked everyone.
Qiu Yihe also didn't expect that he was a powerful eighth-level god, but his defense was torn apart by a small true god.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
Liu Wuxie drove straight in, and the Sun-Breaking Sword disintegrated all Qiu Yihe's attacks with an unparalleled attitude.
When it comes to divine magic, Liu Wuxie is not weak to any opponent.
"What an exciting battle. This year's Five Gods Competition is far more exciting than in previous years!"
An elder from Meteor Villa repeatedly shouted wonderfully.
The Five Gods Competition happens every year, but it is the first time that it is as exciting as this year.
The two were fighting inextricably. Qiu Yihe was very strong, but Liu Wuxie was unable to break through his ultimate defense for a while.
You come and go, fighting hundreds of moves without knowing it, but no one can do anything to anyone.
"For being able to fight against the Eightfold Deity for so long, this kid is enough to become famous all over the world."
The disciple of Liangyi Mansion said with a sigh on his face.
Celestial Temple Camp.
After Long Yiming received treatment, his injuries were almost healed. He walked out of the cave and happened to see this scene.
"What happened while I was recovering from my injuries?"
Long Yiming asked the junior disciples around him.
Those disciples who did not appear did not dare to conceal anything and told everything that had happened before.
When he learned that Liu Wuxie had defeated the sixth level of the gods and killed five or six people in the Fengshen Pavilion, Long Yiming staggered, and the injuries that he had finally recovered began to worsen again.
"Impossible, how could he be stronger than me!"
Long Yiming couldn't accept it.
He received a good education since he was a child, and when he arrived at the sect, his uncle personally taught him.
"Why are you better than me? In terms of family background and background, how can I lose to you?"
Long Yiming roared hysterically in his heart.
He couldn't understand how he could lose to an ant from the lower realm.
The surrounding disciples had been watching the battlefield, and no one noticed Long Yiming's ferocious face.
You come and I go, neither of them can do anything to the other!
"Liu Wuxie, if that's all you have, you can die!"
Qiu Yihe let out a cold roar, and suddenly raised his body, holding the sword with both hands, and an astonishing sword beam enveloped the sky.
"This is Fengshen Pavilion's unique skill, the Cloud-breaking Sword!"
There were bursts of exclamations from Qing Shen College.
During the Five Gods Competition last year, several of their disciples were defeated by this sword.
Liu Wuxie didn't dare to be careless, knowing that this move was very powerful.
"Sword Lifting Technique!"
The Sun-Breaking Sword is like an antelope hanging its horns, pointing at the sky and making a roar of a dragon.
The chaotic sword energy in the sword bone spurted out and blessed the Sun-Breaking Sword.
Suddenly time!
The color of the sky changes, and countless swords tear open the barrier.
The power of this sword has reached the level of a god.
"Such a strong sword intent. His sword intent is already superior to mine. If it were me, I would definitely lose this battle!"
An eighth-level disciple of the Jingshen Sword Sect had a look of excitement on his face.
He was deeply attracted by Liu Wuxie's sword intent.
"This sword intention is full of the power of chaos. How did he realize it?"
Fang Zhiyou, who rarely spoke, murmured.
"Senior Brother Fang, is this sword really powerful?"
Those ordinary disciples couldn't understand Liu Wuxie's sword, so they could only speak to Fang Zhiyou and ask.
"Very strong, not inferior to me!"
Fang Zhiyou didn't go into too much detail.
"What! Senior Brother Fang actually gave such a high evaluation. Doesn't that mean Liu Wuxie still has a certain chance of winning in this battle?"
All the disciples of Jingshen Sword Sect were shocked and speechless.
They knew Fang Zhiyou's character very well, and there were only a few people he could admire.
Not only the Jingshen Sword Sect, but also several other sects showed shocked expressions.
What makes Liu Wuxie great is not his sword skills, but his understanding of the sword and his control of the sword energy.
Even ordinary swordsmanship can turn decay into magic in his hands. This is the most terrifying thing.
Those in the God Sovereign Realm and even the God King Realm on the Five Gods Peak all fell into silence.
When they were young, they had never even heard of the Chaos Sword Intent, but Liu Wuxie understood it.
Such a genius, such a monster, was thrown into the corner like garbage by the Temple of Heaven.
The pearl is covered in dust, it’s Liu Wuxie you’re talking about!
The senior officials of the Temple of Heaven felt their cheeks burning at this moment, and they could clearly feel the questioning looks cast by the senior officials of other peaks.
"The second soul, blessing!"
Things are far from over.
In addition to blessing the Chaos Sword Qi, Liu Wuxie also integrated into the second soul.
Suddenly time!
The world breaks apart!
The entire arena fell into endless chaos.
Countless whirlpools enveloped the two of them, forming a powerful tearing force.
"How is it possible that your sword intent actually suppressed me?"
Qiu Yihe's newly formed Cloud-breaking Sword was torn apart by Liu Wuxie's devastating attack.
Such a terrifying scene made everyone in the Fengshen Pavilion camp look frightened.
"You can die!"
Liu Wuxie's eyes were like water and he said without any emotion.
The Sun-Breaking Sword condensed the power of the Chaos Sword Qi and the Second Soul, and after tearing apart Qiu Yihe's defense, it pushed straight into his body.
If this was cut off, Qiu Yihe would definitely die.
"Liu Wuxie, it's you who deserve to die!"
Just when Liu Wuxie was about to kill Qiu Yihe, a sharp golden light came towards Liu Wuxie.
Another hidden weapon!
But this time the hidden weapon is dozens of times more powerful than the penetrating bone nail.
The sword energy filled the air, and ordinary disciples could only see golden light, but could not tell what it was.
Those god-kings outside the field were still in the realm of gods, but they could see clearly.
"Strike Pin Charm!"
Jin Shan gave a sharp shout, he did not expect Fengshen Pavilion to be so despicable, even the magic talismans were mobilized.
The Striker Talisman is a powerful talisman that ignores any defense. The moment it is activated, it is like a golden silver needle that can easily penetrate the monk's body.
This talisman is made from seventh-level talisman paper. It is so powerful that even the top gods cannot withstand it.
Thinking back to Qiu Yin's trip to the camp just now, everyone finally understood.
It must be a task assigned to them by Qiu Yin, and the firing pin talisman was also arranged by Qiu Yin in advance.
"Despicable, despicable and shameless!"
Even those neutral sects can no longer stand it now.
"snort!"
Yu Zhaojun snorted coldly, if Brother Liu died in the ring, she would definitely not let the Fengshen Pavilion go.
The striking needle charm was extremely fast, arriving in the blink of an eye, giving Liu Wuxie almost no chance to react.
Liu Wuxie had no way to avoid it, the distance was too close, and the striking needle charm was famous for its speed, so it was very difficult to avoid it.
A striking pin charm can sell for 50 to 60 million divine crystals on the market, or even higher, and it is still priceless.
The practice of using such expensive talismans just to deal with the small True God Realm and Fengshen Pavilion has aroused public outrage.
Just as the firing pin charm was about to hit Liu Wuxie, an invisible defensive shield quickly enveloped Liu Wuxie.
The third soul absorbed the energy from the turtle armor and possessed the abilities of the turtle armor.
"Qiang!"
The firing pin charm hit Liu Wuxie's body hard.
Strangely, it did not penetrate Liu Wuxie's body and was successfully resisted by the turtle armor.
However, the strong impact still knocked Liu Wuxie away, and a large number of cracks appeared on the turtle armor.
"so close!"
Liu Wuxie secretly said.
Without the protection of the Turtle Armor, the Striker Talisman had already seriously injured him.
Seeing the intact Liu Wuxie, everyone in the Fengshen Pavilion camp was stunned.
They never expected that Liu Wuxie also possessed a powerful defensive technique, which could even withstand magical talismans such as the striking needle talisman.
Seeing that Brother Liu was fine, Yu Zhaojun, who looked nervous, finally relaxed.
"What Fengshen Pavilion did really opened my eyes. This kind of sect is not worthy of living in this world!" Liu Wuxie shouted in the sky.
The striker talisman had exhausted its energy. He put away the turtle armor and sacrificed the god of destruction clothes. In a ten thousandth of a second, he appeared in front of Qiu Yihe.
After Qiu Yihe cast the Striker Talisman, he thought Liu Wuxie would definitely die, so he relaxed his vigilance.
"die!"
The Sun-Breaking Sword slashed down. Qiu Yihe had no time to gather his momentum, and was split by the Sun-Breaking Sword, splitting his body into two.
The scene was extremely bloody, and the majestic eighth-level god was directly hacked to death by Liu Wuxie.
Blood dyed the arena red again. This time, no one sympathized with Fengshen Pavilion. On the contrary, they were very disgusted.
Looking at the arena with pieces of meat all over the floor, everyone in Fengshen Pavilion felt like something was blocking their chests and felt very uncomfortable.
Qiu Yihe, who possessed the Striker Talisman, was still no match for Liu Wuxie, which cast a shadow over the hearts of the remaining disciples.
"He actually won. With the power of the second level of the true god, he killed the eighth level of the god. Oh my god, the heavens in the middle and third realms are about to change." After about half a breath, a violent buzzing broke out all around. Voice.
