"Look at the fourth stage, Xue Qingming is facing off against Mo Ze."
"I knew there would be a battle between these two people."
I heard some people talking around me, and some people who didn't understand asked curiously.
"Is there any grudge between these two people?"
"Xue Qingming is Mo Ze's father-killing enemy. Do you think the grudge is serious?"
"No way, is it so serious?"
"Actually, it was a misunderstanding. At that time, Xue Qingming accepted the mission from the sect to investigate some strange events that occurred in Mojia Village.
Later, it was discovered that the source of the incident was the village chief of Mojia Village who was secretly causing trouble.
So Xue Qingming killed the village chief. Later he found out that the village chief of Mojia Village was Mo Ze's father.
Although the sect coordinated in the middle, the two still had a deadly feud."
Ignoring the comments of the people around them, I saw Xue Qingming and Mo Ze facing each other from a distance on the fourth stage.
One person holds a sword, and the other person holds a huge axe.
"Come on, Xue Qingming, my sword has no eyes," Mo Ze said coldly.
"Stop living in the memories of the past. Those pains will only become shackles on your martial arts path." Xue Qingming shook his head and sighed.
"Stop talking nonsense, I don't need you to teach me how to do things," Mo Ze replied lightly, and directly killed him with his sword.
Xue Qingming also looked indifferent, swung the giant ax in his hand, and fought with Mo Ze.
The ax and sword collided, and waves of air spread around the body.
There was an explosion with a "rumbling" sound.
"Sword Chaos Thirteen," Mo Ze shouted softly.
I saw a white aura wrapping around his sword body. The long sword trembled and turned into thirteen afterimages, killing Xue Qingming directly.
The giant ax in Xue Qingming's hand was also waving continuously, and the moves were wide open and closed, airtight.
The two fought against each other for several rounds, with neither winning nor losing.
"Sword Rebellion Twenty-six," Mo Ze saw that the battle could not be fought for a long time, and he shouted angrily again.
The thirteen sword energies split again and turned into twenty-six.
These new sword energies appear even more bizarre, hidden in the void and under the ground, always coming out in unexpected ways and from strange angles.
"Xue Qingming, I will slowly torture you to death," Mo Ze said coldly.
"Mo Ze, you have already lost," Xue Qingming shook his head and replied.
"We practice in different ways. I focus on strength, while you practice skills.
Everything in the world can be destroyed by force."
As Xue Qingming finished speaking, the giant ax in his hand began to tremble.
A black aura wrapped around the giant ax, and the surrounding space shook.
Just hearing a "boom", Xue Qingming jumped into the air, surrounded by a majestic aura.
Regardless of the other sword energy, he struck directly at Moze with an axe.
Under this axe, any sword energy was annihilated.
Moze stood there with a solemn gaze.
Feeling the sharpness and weight of the axe, he couldn't avoid it for a moment.
The ax stopped ten centimeters away from his head.
"Why don't you kill me?" Moze moved his lips slightly and asked curiously.
"You can take care of yourself," Xue Qingming put away the ax and kicked it down.
……………
Many disciples below saw this scene and then reacted.
Everyone was talking, "This Xue Qingming is hiding something secretly.
Although he is in the realm of celestial phenomena, the ax he just struck definitely had the power of the Venerable."
"But he actually let Moze go, which is a bit unexpected."
Because the battle between the two was already the last one, the competition between many true disciples was over.
In the end, only four people were left standing in the ring.
They are Lin Feng, Xue Qingming, Hui Zhen and Chang Ruofeng.
The four of them are all outstanding figures in the sect, especially Hui Zhen, who was not very prominent among the true disciples before.
This time, he actually defeated Ye Kai, one of the favorites, and became one of the four.
Seeing this scene, Lin Beisheng also walked down from the high platform in front.
He chuckled and said: "The results of the competition have almost come out.
Next, all of you present will have a chance to challenge the four of them.
But I must remind you that this challenge is life or death, so it's best to act within your capabilities.
If there is no one to challenge, then I will announce the list of people who will take our place in Taixiao Peak to participate in the Jiuxiao Festival this time."
After hearing Lin Beisheng's words, the disciples below looked at each other and looked at each other.
But no one dares to challenge them. After all, they are far from enough in terms of realm and training time.
And just the fact that it does not matter life or death is enough to set many people back.
"How about I give it a try?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.
At this moment, the originally noisy Fenglei Valley suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at the location where the sound came from almost at the same time.
"It's him?"
"No way, you don't have to do this if you want to die."
"You overestimate your capabilities and try to please others by grandstanding."
For almost a thought, everyone's thoughts were changing. Some were gloating about the misfortune, while others were looking at it with interest.
I saw Xu Zimo, dressed in a white robe, calmly walking into the ring.
"Qiu'er," even Lin Beisheng on the high platform was stunned for a moment, stunned on the spot.
"Nonsense," Lin Beisheng reacted instantly and scolded: "Qiu'er, come down quickly.
This is not a place for you to joke."
"Dad, I'm not kidding, I also want to participate in this Jiuxiao event." Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Am I not a disciple of Taixiao Peak?"
"You," Lin Beisheng pointed at Xu Zimo and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.
"I wonder who my brother wants to challenge?" Lin Feng asked with interest.
"You," Xu Zimo pointed at Chang Ruofeng in the first ring and said with a smile.
"I, you want to challenge me?" Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Chang Ruofeng laughed and looked at Xu Zimo on the ring.
Asked: "Junior brother Lin, are you sure?"
"OK," Xu Zimo nodded.
"Junior Brother Lin, don't worry.
Because of the relationship with the peak master, I will not kill you." Chang Ruofeng said in a low voice.
"But I will also give you some lessons. This is the first lesson that senior brother teaches you, which is to overestimate your own capabilities."
Xu Zimo smiled and slowly walked onto the first stage.
The disciples below all watched this scene as if they were watching a show.
"It's really nonsense," an elder beside him shook his head and sighed.
……………
Xu Zimo ignored the other people around him, his white robe and black hair fluttering slowly in the breeze.
"Spear? Kill," Chang Ruofeng shouted, and the spear in his hand was directed toward Xu Zimo.
This shot had no other power but its speed, turning it into an afterimage.
Xu Zimo looked a little panicked and rolled to the ground, narrowly avoiding the blow.
