Si Xueyi stood up on the battlefield with his arms outstretched without thinking much.
After Si Xueyi went up, Guyue Half Saint said: "Salute!"
"Dragon Head Palace, Zhang Jing!"
"Tianlin Peak, Si Xueyi!"
Both sides bowed their hands and saluted, then looked forward, fighting for their strength and looking for weaknesses in their opponents.
From the Holy Lord down to the Dragon Vein, everyone is paying attention to this battle.
It's unprecedented in battle.
Fu Hongyao and Duanmuxi both looked over, with some worry in their eyes.
Although I believe in Si Xueyi, we are in Group A after all, and our opponent is still the evildoer of the Three Palaces.
Since the competition, all the disciples who have encountered the monks of the Three Palaces have been defeated without exception.
Unless they are all Saints of the Three Palaces, not many can even survive ten moves.
On the battlefield, Zhang Jing had an uncontrollable smile on his face.
When he heard that his opponent was Si Xueyi, he was surprised at first, but after the surprise, he couldn't stop being ecstatic and excited.
Zhang Jing said with a smile: "There are so many saints in the Three Palaces who want to meet you, but I am the lucky one to meet you, the banished immortal."
"Senior Brother Zhang, destroy him!"
"Senior Brother Zhang, don't give him a chance to admit defeat!"
"Dig out his keel. This guy is a waste without a keel."
"Digging up his bones!"
The leaders of the powerful families in the audience were excited and frantically vented their dissatisfaction and anger against Si Xueyi.
After Zhang Jing heard this, he smiled and said: "Si Xueyi, do you know how much you are hated by others? As you heard, before you give in, I will dig out your dragon bones and turn you into a
A waste worse than a dog."
Si Xueyi said: "You seem to be very happy."
"How can I be unhappy?"
Zhang Jing said with a smile: "So many people want to trample you under their feet, but unfortunately they have not been able to do it. But I am the most proud of it. I met you in this Group A. I will die!"
As he was talking, he suddenly let out an angry shout and ran away full of murderous aura.
He was very proud. He felt that Si Xueyi was not smart enough and thought that he was really talking nonsense.
In fact, he has been secretly accumulating strength and looking for the opponent's weaknesses. This time he will definitely be caught off guard.
He is a swordsman. He turns around and unsheathes his sword.
As the sword flashed, a terrifying sword light nearly ten feet erupted, and the fierce wind blew so hard that people could not open their eyes.
Whoosh!
Si Xueyi took a step back and landed on the ground just outside of the ten-foot-long sword light.
The strong wind made his clothes rustle, and his long hair fluttered in the wind, revealing his handsome and flawless face.
"Um?"
A strange color flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes, but in an instant his gaze became fierce.
Just a coincidence!
Zhang Jingqi stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, the sword struck Si Xueyi again.
Whoosh!
Si Xueyi turned slightly, danced, and dodged perfectly again.
Um?
Zhang Jing had a cold face and said nothing, while the light of the sword struck Si Xueyi like a violent storm.
Rub rub rub rub!
Si Xueyi moved around so much that no matter how the opponent tried, he could not touch the corner of his clothes.
"Damn it!"
There was a trace of anxiety on Zhang Jing's face, and now he was finally sure that it was not a coincidence.
He looked up, and his eyes met Si Xueyi's. He was surprised to find a trace of purple flame spinning in the other person's eyes.
Those eyes seem to be able to see through all the illusions of everything in the world.
Si Xueyi's eyes were as cold as ice, making him shudder.
Swish, swish, swish!
The bursts of purple light all over Zhang Jing's body were the sign of the purple energy coming from the seventh level of Dragon Vein from the east. At this moment, he no longer had any intention of looking down upon it.
But just when he was about to spare no effort, he suddenly discovered that Si Xueyi's legs were bent, his upper body was pressed down, and his eyes were staring at him like a tiger.
not good!
Zhang Jing felt a bad feeling in his heart and quickly drew his knife and retreated, retreating more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.
boom!
But before he fell, there was a fierce wind that made him unable to open his eyes.
This was the strong wind brought by Si Xueyi when he struck from the air. There were sounds of tigers roaring and dragons roaring in the wind.
After he landed, Si Xueyi's palm was already on his chest, and then he pushed forward hard.
Click!
The sound of cracking ribs sounded. Zhang Jing took several steps back before he could stand still, and a palm print was already dented on his chest.
Zhang Jing was shocked and couldn't believe it.
Before he could wake up from the shock, Si Xueyi remained on the spot and twitched with his backhand.
His hand was like a dragon's claw, with crackling lightning surging, and he pulled the knife out of Zhang Jing's hand.
Si Xueyi raised his hand and summoned the knife back like a magic trick, placing it on Zhang Jing's neck.
"If it were a life-and-death battle, your head would have already flown out."
Si Xueyi looked at the other party and said calmly.
There were voices of surprise everywhere in Qianqiu Square, and countless eyes looked over in shock.
Zhang Jing was defeated!
Fast, too fast.
From the moment Si Xueyi bent down and decided to fight back, Zhang Jing was defeated by Si Xueyi in the blink of an eye.
"How is this done?"
All the leaders of the aristocratic families who were still clamoring just now opened their mouths and couldn't believe the scene before them.
They thought the situation was one-sided, but no one thought that Si Xueyi turned against Tiangang and directly crushed Zhang Jing.
On the Panlong Stone Pillar, many saint kings and semi-saint elders were equally astonished.
Feng Yuan Shengjun was the most shocked. Even with the most optimistic expectations, he never thought that Si Xueyi could win his opponent so easily.
After the shock, Feng Yuan Shengjun was ecstatic.
He glanced away and found that the face of the Dragon-headed Saint was livid, and his mouth was wide enough to hold an egg.
Saint Lord Qianyang and Saint Lord Xuanyin might as well give in, their faces looked extremely uncomfortable.
Cool!
Feng Yuan Shengjun was so happy that he couldn't help laughing and said: "What kind of rubbish is this? You're still the leader of the Dragon Head Palace? Si Xueyi didn't even use marksmanship or dragon-tiger fist, he just managed it with one move. "
"These are the disciples taught by Longshou Palace? I think Longshou Palace should just change its name and give it back the dragon's head, but the dog's head is almost the same. It's just useless."
Under this ridicule, the dragon-headed sage's face turned red from suppressing his anger, and he gritted his teeth in anger, but could not utter a single word.
What a shame!
There's no way to refute it.
All the saints and half-saints present could see some clues. Si Xueyi was not a simple grappler, but had completely seen through Zhang Jing's sword skills.
Feng Yuan Shengjun smiled and said: "Don't be angry, Dragon Head Saint Lord. Winning and losing are normal things. You said it, it's just that losing is ugly. I didn't mean anything against you. I just said that Dragon Head Palace can do it." I’m considering changing my name.”
"Feng Yuan, what do you mean!"
Dragon Head Saint Lord was completely angry, pointing at Feng Yuan Saint Lord and yelling curses.
"Feng Yuan, Si Xueyi won, and it's not you Xiaoyun Academy who won. No matter how proud you are, we are all fellow Taoists. Don't say too much."
"Feng Yuan, please be careful what you say. Where is your cultivation as a majestic sage?"
Sage Lord Qianyang and Lord Xuanyin had cold faces and started to help each other. Neither of them could stand Feng Yuan's triumphant look.
When Feng Yuan saw the three people who were furious, he felt very happy and sneered: "I'm sorry, that's all I have as a noble saint. I just speak without restraint. This Zhang Jing is a waste!"