In an instant, Song Mingyue's figure rushed out like lightning.
The angle of his attack is not a straight line, but a snake shape, making it unclear from which direction the attack will approach?
Mu Qianxi used the wind elemental spiritual power to quickly avoid it, and naturally her spiritual power level could not be concealed.
"Seventh level...Spiritual Emperor!"
"Spiritual Emperor!"
"Why did Emperor Ling come to this genius event? This is not normal!"
The strength of the seventh-level spiritual emperor is probably only good among the three-star powers, but the geniuses here are all geniuses of the four-star powers. This is the first time I have seen someone of such a low level.
"The Seventh-Level Spiritual Emperor has ascended to the ninth level of the Nanling Stone Monument!"
"There must be something wrong with the Nanling Stone Monument!"
"..."
Even the guardian elders were a little surprised. The ring was covered with spiritual power. They looked at it several times before they were sure.
"He is really a seventh-level spiritual emperor!"
Song Mingyue smiled and said: "It seems that the rumors are correct."
On the day of the test, the idiot Mu Qianxi I met had actually done it, so naturally the news spread.
Those who are interested can naturally find out by asking, but many people don't believe it.
Mu Qianxi nodded and said, "That's right! I am a genuine seventh-level spiritual emperor."
Dugulang smiled, "A seventh-level spiritual emperor, Song Mingyue, can kill her instantly with one move! With this little strength, she still wants to stay on top of me!"
Song Mingyue was not as arrogant as Dugu Lang, but naturally he would not take a seventh-level spiritual emperor too seriously.
Song Mingyue said: "Mr. Song will give Miss Mu some face and defeat Miss Mu in ten moves."
Mu Qianxi took out the Feng Ling Feather Fan, and then said with a smile: "Defeat me in ten moves, Mr. Song, you really think too highly of yourself."
She struck fiercely, "Feng Yue Wushuang!"
The terrifying wind elemental spiritual power rushed towards Song Mingyue. This power made Song Mingyue feel dangerous, so he used his spiritual power to block it!
"boom!"
After a collision, they realized how tyrannical this seventh-level spiritual emperor was.
"Wind Elemental Spirit Master!"
"Where did you learn this spiritual skill from? It's perverted and too tyrannical. If it were replaced by a seventh-level spiritual sect, it might not be able to stop it!"
"..."
Song Mingyue said with a smile: "It seems that I have really underestimated Miss Mu, but Miss Mu's level is still too low. If she were one level higher, she might be able to fight with me!"
Song Mingyue formed a seal with her hands, and suddenly countless piercing sounds came from all directions and rushed towards Mu Qianxi.
Mu Qianxi used the wind element to avoid it, and Song Mingyue was surprised by her sharp reflexes and speed. Suddenly, a burst of mist filled the entire competition ground.
"Song Mingyue is a fog elemental spiritualist, a mutant of a water elemental spiritualist!"
"After entering his fog, all perceptions will be weakened, and then Song Mingyue will be at his mercy."
"It seems that Miss Mu is going to lose!"
In the thick fog, Song Mingyue's attacks became more and more cunning, but Mu Qianxi dodged them every time.
"As expected of a wind elemental spiritual master, I am good at speed, but this is not my fastest speed.
Song Mingyue increased her speed and continued to attack. Mu Qianxi's wind zero feather fan opened, and the wind elements gathered.
"Windfall, Nirvana!"
The wind element exploded and dispersed the mist.
Song Mingyue was still very indifferent, "It's useless!"
When the elemental power of fog was activated again, the surrounding area became ice-cold, making people feel as if they were frozen.
"The mutated elements are really weird and difficult to deal with!" someone sighed.
But what surprised Song Mingyue was that Mu Qianxi's speed still didn't slow down much.
But it didn't matter, countless sword energy swept towards Mu Qianxi.
"Bang bang bang!"
Before, Song Mingyue confidently said that Mu Qianxi could be eliminated in ten moves, but now the ten moves have passed, and Mu Qianxi is still unscathed.
"Feng Yue, Han Yue!"
"Bang, bang, bang!" Countless explosions were heard, and the force was so powerful that Song Mingyue was blown away today.
"Miss Mu, it seems that I underestimated you!"
"If you have any special tricks, use them quickly! Mr. Song." Mu Qianxi said calmly.
After breaking through to the seventh-level spiritual emperor, she has continued to practice and experience, and now has reached the bottleneck of the seventh-level peak spiritual emperor.
This time against these top geniuses in the south, the eighth-level spiritual sect, is definitely a good opportunity for a breakthrough.
Song Mingyue said: "This is what you asked for, Miss Mu. Don't say that I bully others when the time comes."
The fog in the competition arena was taken back by Song Mingyue. Although it was taken back, it gave people a more dangerous feeling.
"Wild fog kills!"
In an instant, the mist formed a vortex that seemed to be able to swallow some, and the waves swept toward Mu Qianxi in rough waves.
This is also a high-level spiritual skill!
"Mu Chenxi's spiritual skills are very powerful. Song Mingyue is also a disciple of the Four Star Sect, and his spiritual skills are also powerful. Now Mu Chenxi is going to be in big trouble." Everyone said in shock.
Mu Qianxi's terrifying spiritual skills are invincible to those of the seventh-level spiritual sects, but there are many talented eighth-level spiritual sects in the entire south.
He faced the top Song Mingyue, and it was already a miracle that he could survive until this point.
"Snapped!"
Feng Ling's feather fan was opened instantly, and spiritual power like a tide poured out crazily.
"Wind falls, stars shatter!"
"Use the wind as a shield!"
Two spiritual skills came out at the same time, and after the powerful attacking spiritual skills exploded, Mu Qianxi then launched a defense.
"boom!"
After the two killing moves collided, a terrifying explosion sounded.
"Bang!" Song Mingyue's body stepped back, and Mu Qianxi's figure also retreated to the edge of the competition stage.
Mu Qianxi, a seventh-level spiritual emperor, dared to be just a little weaker than Song Mingyue.
Song Mingyue's face darkened, and she once again attacked Mu Qianxi.
"Bang bang bang!"
The two fought again. Song Mingyue launched all kinds of cunning attacks, but Mu Qianxi perfectly avoided them every time.
"I don't believe it, your speed has no limit!"
Song Mingyue's attacks are getting faster and faster. He feels that he can catch up with Mu Qianxi's speed. Once he catches up and hits him, he will become the final winner.
"Windfall, Nirvana!"
"Feng Yue Wushuang!"
"..."
When everyone knew about Mu Qianxi's strength, everyone felt that Mu Qianxi wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
But the current battle on the ninth level is definitely the longest one since the competition began, and it is also the one with the largest level disparity.
Dugulang said: "It seems that Song Mingyue's strength is not very good. It took so long to deal with this seventh-level spiritual emperor."
Song Mingyue's spiritual attack actually forced Mu Qianxi's weapon to leave her hand.
"Mu Chenxi's weapon is gone. It seems that this battle will have a winner."
"The quasi-artifact weapon has improved her strength a lot. Once she doesn't have it, she probably won't be able to fight."
"..." When the weapon left their hands, they believed that Mu Qianxi would be defeated, and there was no suspense at all.
