Chapter 282 The Young Grandmaster’s Invincible Style
The wind roared and the sound of swords stirred.
The commander of the battle stage, Xue Yi, was dressed in white, standing with a sword in his hand, letting the wind blow his long hair.
A sword!
With just one sword, he killed Gu Chenfei, who had a golden body of Da Luo.
Everyone was dumbfounded, their minds went blank, and they were so shocked that their scalps were numb and speechless.
Ji Changkong and Feng Ziyu looked at each other, and each saw indescribable shock in each other's eyes.
The huge Qianqiu Square was unprecedentedly quiet for a moment, and many people opened their mouths and were completely speechless.
The Saints of Group A who entered the final suddenly stood up and took an incredible step forward.
Their eyes were all focused on Si Xueyi, and their faces looked extremely solemn.
What a shocking picture this is!
It was completely beyond their understanding. It was completely unheard of for Daluo's golden body to be killed instantly with a sword.
It was only when Si Xueyi said the next thing in an understatement that everyone woke up, everyone exclaimed, and Qianqiu Square instantly became boiling.
"Oh my God, what did I see!"
"One sword, just one sword, kill Gu Chenfei with one sword, you are crazy!"
"Am I dazzled? Tell me, it's not true!"
"How could this happen? Isn't Da Luo's golden body invincible?"
"Could it be that Si Xueyi is really the reincarnation of an immortal? This is so fucking crazy, fuck!"
The disciples of the Holy Academy who were watching the battle were in an uproar, while all the saints participating in the competition were silent, especially those in the group with Si Xueyi.
Referee Gu Yue Half Saint looked at Si Xueyi and was greatly shocked in his heart.
It was hard to imagine that Si Xueyi, who he had been worried about just now, would win the fight in the blink of an eye.
"Gu Chenfei's Da Luo golden body seems not to have fully bloomed."
"Well, this sword was too fast. Gu Chenfei thought he was invincible, but he was underestimating the enemy."
"Third-grade sword intention is indeed possible to break through Da Luo's golden body, which has not yet been completed."
"It's difficult. Even if the third-grade sword intention can break through Da Luo's golden body, it won't cut the person in half. This Si Xueyi is weird."
"A strong enemy, we cannot underestimate him."
The saints who passed the finals all looked solemn and looked nervous.
People who previously thought that with Da Luo's golden body could crush Si Xueyi had to re-examine it.
The Panlong Stone Pillar is also quite wonderful.
"Hahahahaha!"
Feng Yuan Shengjun burst out laughing and said loudly: "Kuyun Shengjun, this Si Xueyi really wants to keep a low profile, but his strength really doesn't allow it. He is too weak. What rubbish? You can kill him with just one sword."
How can one keep a low profile like this? It’s really impossible to keep a low profile!”
Lord Kuyun smiled and said nothing, his expression calm.
He had seen how Si Xueyi achieved breakthroughs and was naturally aware of his strength, so he had spoken to comfort the Feng Yuan Holy Lord before.
"There's a problem, there's something wrong with his sword!"
Holy Lord Xuanyin couldn't sit still at all, and angrily shouted: "How can the fifth-level Dragon Vein kill the eighth-level Dragon Vein with one sword in seconds?"
The Dragon Head Saint King was even more uncomfortable. This Gu Chenfei was the saint of his Dragon Head Palace.
His whole body was sluggish!
As a holy king, he has never seen anything like this, but he has never seen someone with the fifth level of dragon vein cut off Daluo's golden body with one sword.
"There's a problem, there's some manipulation, the leader... it's not the leader, it must be someone else who's doing it."
The Dragon-headed Saint was angry. He wanted to say that the leader had done something wrong, but he realized something was wrong and immediately changed his story to someone else.
"Brother, please say something!"
The two looked anxious and looked at the silent Lord Qianyang.
The latter's face was ashen, his expression was tense, and he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.
"Brother, please say something!"
Dragon Head Saint Lord and Xuanyin Saint Lord were really anxious and spoke again. They wanted to directly intervene in the ranking battle of the Holy Academy.
The corner of Qianyang Shengjun's mouth twitched, two idiots.
He glanced around and found Lord Kuyun looking at him with a smile, and instantly understood everything.
Kuyun and Yanmiao arrived not to interfere in the ranking battle of the Holy Court, but to keep an eye on their Holy Master of the Three Palaces.
In addition, Holy Lord Kuyun made it clear before that he would not interfere in the fights between his disciples, so the meaning becomes even more obvious.
I won't interfere!
But if you dare to interfere, don't blame Longyuan Pavilion for falling out.
Holy Lord Qianyang wanted to fall here, and angrily said: "You are so impudent that you have to sit down for me. The dignified Holy Lord of the Three Palaces, do you have such disregard for dignity?"
He swept his gaze and stared at the Dragon Head Sage and said: "Brother Gu, this Gu Chenfei is your disciple of the Dragon Head Palace. If you want to investigate, I won't stop you. But if you can't find any problems, Long Yuan Pavilion will punish you." I won’t stop you, either.”
Holy Lord Yanmiao said with a cold face: "Check it. If nothing is wrong, I will never stand idly by and watch. Your disciples from the Dragon Head Palace will have to check every game."
Longyang Shengjun had a dark face and was speechless.
The saints below can see some clues. As a saint, how could he not see it?
With the third-grade Shenlong Sword Intention and Gu Chenfei's carelessness, it was an exaggeration to kill him instantly with one sword, but it was not unreasonable.
He just wanted to use his identity as Holy Lord to suppress Si Xueyi.
There was a look of ridicule in Feng Yuan Shengjun's eyes, and he said with a strange air: "If you can't afford to lose, don't play. If you can't afford to play, don't be a saint. If virtue is not matched, there will be disaster. Saint, don't you think so?"
He looked at Holy Lord Kuyun and said with a smile.
Lord Kuyun touched his beard and said with a smile: "I don't know, I'll ask the leader later. The leader has seldom done anything in recent years. I wonder what would happen if someone said she was playing tricks."
Longyang Shengjun's eyelids twitched, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes. He quickly sat down and said, "I have never said that. Lord Kuyun, you are highly virtuous and respected, so you can't talk nonsense."
Lord Kuyun smiled and said with a gentle expression: "Perhaps we can really check and find out that this Si Xueyi was indeed pointed out by the leader. Maybe there is a sword energy left by the leader hidden in the sword, which is why Si Xueyi struck with the sword. This Gu Chenfei will be gone in seconds."
The dragon-headed sage twitched the corner of his mouth, this Lao Deng really wants to kill me!
Qian Yang Shengjun said: "This matter ends here, the finals have just begun. The remaining people are on guard. It is hard to say whether Si Xueyi's third-grade divine dragon sword intention can still have miraculous effects."
Feng Yuan Shengjun smiled and said: "Then let's wait and see."
On Qianqiu Square.
It has been a long time since Si Xueyi said the next person would come, but still no one has stepped onto the stage.
Just when Guyue Half-Saint was about to point someone casually, a figure walked onto the battlefield.
"Qianyang Palace, Tongzhu."
The person coming from the registration number is a senior saint of Qian Yang Palace. He specializes in the physical body, masters the Cangxuan Hegemon Body, and practices the unique knowledge of Qian Yang Palace, the Holy Code of Metal Transformation.
His Cangxuan Overlord Body has refined many divine materials through the Golden Holy Body, such as Geng Gold, Dragon Silver, Metal Wood, and Copper Mother to name a few.
This is a cruel person!
Tong Zhu not only mastered the Cangxuan Hegemony Body, but also had the eighth level of Dragon Vein cultivation, and the Daluo Golden Body reached the state of Xiaocheng.
The superposition of the two physical skills, both internal and external, made him innately invincible when fighting against his peers.
But he should be very arrogant, but now he is extremely cautious.
The two people exchanged quick blows on the battlefield, and more than ten moves were passed in the blink of an eye.
Clang Clang Clang!
The sword light fell on Tong Zhu, making a sonorous sound, and sparks kept blooming like fireworks.
"It's not broken!"
"It seems that Gu Chenfei was indeed careless."
"I've told you a long time ago that Da Luo's golden body is not that easy to break, and his third-grade sword intention is not invincible either!"
"Tongzhu is stable!"
The eyes of many leaders in the audience lit up and their expressions became extremely excited.
But Tong Zhu on the stage was in unspeakable pain. After dozens of moves, the pain became unbearable.
Si Xueyi's swordsmanship is so weird. It was just wind before, but now it is joined by flaming swordsmanship.
The wind is invisible.
Fire is impermanent.
The fire unicorn's sword intention penetrated into Tong Zhu's body, and Si Xueyi was concerned that the wind unicorn's sword intention was blowing an endless wind outside.
As the strong wind roared, the Qilin fire in Tongzhu's body grew stronger and stronger.
His Da Luo golden body was indeed not broken, but his internal organs were burned like a soldering iron, and his whole body was extremely red.
"I give up, I give up!"
Less than a hundred moves later, Tong Zhu started shouting, and thick smoke kept coming out of his forehead.
"Why are you admitting defeat? This Tongzhu is letting off steam!"
"Daluo's golden body is not broken at all, not to mention he still has Cangxuan domineering spirit. There is no problem in fighting hundreds of moves."
"That's right, after a thousand moves, we still can't tell who will win and who will lose."
"Si Xueyi will definitely lose. His dragon energy consumption will definitely not be able to keep up."
Many monks below, as well as many leaders of aristocratic families, frowned slightly, appearing very confused.
Still fighting with thousands of moves?
Are you playing with me?
When Tong Zhu heard these comments, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. These guys really didn't hurt their backs anymore than standing talking.
Thousands of moves? He couldn't hold out even dozens of moves.
If the fight continues, his internal organs will really turn into charcoal, and even the gods will not be able to save him.
Even now, he feels very uncomfortable. It seems to be nothing serious, but in fact, he will definitely not get better within three months.
Tong Zhu looked at Si Xueyi, frowned and said, "Your sword intent is different from the third-grade sword intent of other sword cultivators. I have fought against them."
Si Xueyi nodded: "You are observing very carefully."
He has mastered the Shenlong Sword Heart. Others who have reached the fourth level of Sword Intent may not be able to comprehend the Sword Heart.
This is an essential difference, and not many people can see it.
Tong Zhu said slightly unwillingly: "If my Cangxuan Overlord Body goes one step further and fights you with a thousand moves, even if I can't win, I can still make you lose your skin."
Si Xueyi smiled and was noncommittal.
The Cangxuan Overlord Body goes a step further and reaches the realm of life and death, which can indeed block the penetration of sword intent.
But it's impossible for me to lose my skin.
Si Xueyi stepped forward quickly and walked towards Tong Zhu, who was startled and quickly stepped back.
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "Am I so scary? If the sword spirit in your body is not dissipated, even after the injury is healed, there will be consequences."
Tong Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the other party was going to heal his injuries, with a look of doubt on his face.
Clang!
Si Xueyi pointed at his heart, and with a buzzing sound, countless sword lights bloomed from Tong Zhu's body.
When the sword light crashed to the ground, a three-meter-high flame rose from the ground.
This scene frightened everyone instantly.
Only then did they realize what kind of terrifying sword intent Tong Zhu had endured. No wonder he gave up so quickly.
In fact, Tong Zhu was also startled and looked at him in extreme shock.
Only then did he realize that his injuries were much more serious than he thought.
Tong Zhu was shocked: "Why did you save me?"
Si Xueyi smiled and said: "If there is no injustice or enmity, I will kill you. Do I have any weird hobbies? Go down."
Tong Zhu cupped his hands in thanks and walked off the stage.
"Next!"
Si Xueyi waited until the flames in the arena went out, then raised her eyes and looked calm.
But in other people's eyes, this look is extremely domineering.
It's as if he doesn't care who his opponent is at all, and he will always be defeated. This kind of demeanor makes people feel powerful and scary, but they don't know how to describe it.
Ji Changkong whispered beside Feng Ziyu: "Young master, invincible style."