In the Phoenix Palace, Lord Jasmine was lying on the bed, with a playful smile flashing between his brows.
"The two of them are facing each other so quickly. It's so urgent."
Lord Jasmine exhaled like a orchid breath, and the Blood-clothed Sword God went head-to-head with Lord Wu Jun. This was a part of her plan.
She was surprised that this day came so quickly.
In the ancient mirror in front, a man in navy blue robes turned his back to Lord Jasmine and made a sound.
"Who do you think will win in this battle?"
"You don't have to think about it, of course it's Lord Wujun." Lord Jasmine smoothed her hair up with her slender fingers.
Lord Wujun is a strong man who can reach the peak of the four steps in the sky.
In the Canglan Realm, the Blood-clothed Sword God can only reach four steps in the sky at most, so he is no match for the Great Lord Wu.
"My opinion is different from yours." The figure from behind in the ancient mirror said in a low voice.
"Why, can the Blood-clothed Sword God still win?" Lord Jasmine chuckled, "If he can win, I might really love him to death. Why not be a desperate mandarin duck with him for a day?"
The back figure in the ancient mirror seemed not to have heard the words of Lord Jasmine, and said to himself: "He is the one who challenged Lord Martial Lord.
I always believe that whoever challenges will win."
In his opinion, if the Blood-clothed Sword God is not confident, how can he challenge the Lord Wu Jun?
After all, when you reach that state, how can you do anything uncertain?
Therefore, Lord Jasmine has been in charge of the secret treasure of myths for many years, and there are many powerful people who secretly covet it, but no one dares to steal it openly. It is the same reason.
"If I had never seen the Blood-clothed Sword God, I would still believe what you said.
But he...cannot be judged by common sense." Lord Jasmine recalled the meeting with the Blood-clothed Sword God.
When meeting a great master, the general conversation is as polite as flowing water in the mountains.
How could he love me so much at every turn, why didn't he give me the secret of the myth?
While speaking, he did not leave any way for himself to retreat.
"Then we'll see." After finishing speaking, the figure in the ancient mirror fell silent again.
Lord Jasmine stood up, with her colorful clothes draped over her slender and well-fitted body. Her exposed calves were wrapped in stockings as thin as cicada wings, and it seemed that she could vaguely see kiss marks that looked like tattoos.
"The slave family will go to Qiudao Palace to see the excitement."
At this time, all the Yin gods from all over the Fengtian Domain who were not far from the Qiudao Palace rushed to the Qiudao Palace.
They regretted not being able to see this fight, but they had to rush to the scene to see the result as soon as possible.
In such a battle between great masters, if you are not careful, it may mean the difference between life and death.
Naturally, they had to join in the fun. A life-and-death battle between great masters was a rare event.
Not long after, a terrifying aura came to the Qiudao Palace.
Fully six Yin gods came.
These Yin gods are headed by Lord Jasmine and the Seven Shang Old Man.
Six Yin Gods arrived, and the Zifu monks in the Qiudao Palace shivered. Where in their lives had they seen so many Yin Gods at once?
"It's a pity that this divine battle happened too hastily and I didn't have the chance to watch it." The old man Qisheng is the great master of the Demon Realm, and his body is a monster. No one knows what kind of monster it is.
Now, he has settled in Fengtian Territory.
He smiled and stood beside Lord Jasmine.
Lord Jasmine's eyes were charming: "I don't know if I will have a chance to meet that interesting man."
The person she was referring to was the Blood-clothed Sword God.
If the great masters fight, it is very likely that one of the Yin gods will fall.
Li Yaxian and her granddaughter stood aside, both of them looking hesitant. What happened today was too exaggerated and outrageous, and the two of them still looked like they were in a dream.
After hearing the words of Lord Jasmine, both of their faces turned pale.
What should we do if the blood-clothed sword god...if he dies?
The two of them were in a state of confusion, but no one among the monks present cared about them.
At the same time, in the virtual realm.
The vast divine realm is as big as a star, filled with the aura of pure gold.
Qi Yuan's eyes were calm, and he looked at the Lord Wu Jun in front of him: "Now I know...how small is your divine domain?"
Lord Wujun swallowed hard.
After that terrifying figure cast his divine realm, his divine realm collapsed almost instantly.
Both were Jinba, but he and the terrifying figure in front of him were not at the same level.
How could there be such a divine realm in the world?
"What is this?" Master Wu Jun was no longer calm. His previous pride, arrogance, and fighting spirit were shattered by the appearance of Jin De Taibai Taihao Xingjun.
"Do you have bad eyesight?" Qi Yuan rolled his eyes at Lord Wujun, "You can't recognize such a big divine infant. This is my divine infant."
Qi Yuan spoke truthfully with a hint of showing off.
Lord Wujun was speechless.
At the beginning, the bloody sword god sacrificed the divine infant.
But the divine infant said "obey" and turned into a majestic... mythological powerhouse.
Although, the state of the mythical powerhouse in front of me seems quite wrong, and the divine realm is too large.
"Senior Blood-clothed Sword God... you are joking." Lord Wu Jun lowered his head.
There are mixed feelings in my heart.
A legendary mythical powerhouse, the top person in the Canglan world, actually challenged him.
Is there any justice in bullying him, a newcomer who has four steps in the sky?
"I admit defeat in this battle!" Lord Wujun lowered his head and admitted defeat directly.
How can we fight this battle?
The level gap is too big, just admit defeat.
He felt quite complicated.
He really wanted to tell Qi Yuan, you are Shinhwa, just say it, you have to challenge him.
"Admit defeat?" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up, "Hand over the skills."
Before the fight, the two made a bet.
If Qi Yuan wins, he will receive all the skills practiced by Lord Wu Jun.
If Qi Yuan is defeated, he will stay away from Lord Jasmine forever and not get involved in the secret treasure of myths.
Lord Wu Jun handed a jade slip to Qi Yuan without any hesitation. He said respectfully: "These are all the exercises I have practiced."
He had mixed feelings in his heart.
What happened today was so illusory that it even made people feel like they were in a dream.
"In that case, let's go back. I'm in a hurry and have other important things to do." Qi Yuan said seriously, too lazy to talk nonsense here.
"Okay." Lord Wu Jun agreed quickly.
The two figures disappeared in the virtual world at this moment.
About ten breaths of time passed, and a rust-red machine bird appeared in the virtual world.
The whole body of this machine bird seems to be made of fine iron. Perhaps it has been through too long, and the whole body is covered with rust. It only has one single eye, and the other eyeball is broken.
The sound of machinery also sounded at this moment.
"The target is the bloody-robed swordsman. His trump card is an unknown mythical powerhouse. This mythical powerhouse is in a strange state. It is suspected that he can only exert his peak strength of Six Steps to the Sky."
This rusty red mechanical bird analyzes the information and then passes the information to the four generals of the Lei family.
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In the Qiudao Palace, there was a sudden fluctuation in the space.
All the Yin gods present looked over, with curious expressions in their eyes.
They wanted to see who came out and how many people came out.
However, before the person came out, a voice sounded in the hearts of all the Yin gods.
"There are so many ghosts here. What day is it today? Is it the Chinese New Year? Is the party open?"
Following this voice, Qi Yuan appeared in a blood-red robe.
The Lord Wu Jun, wearing blood armor, stood behind Qi Yuan, like a little follower.
This scene really shocked all the Yinshen present.
Lord Wu Jun's actions and reactions have already shown the outcome of this battle.
He... lost!
Zifu from the Qiudao Palace had a look of disbelief on his face.
They asked for help from the Taoist Palace, but the Master Wu Jun, the man behind the three realms, was defeated by the bloody-robed Sword God.
They looked at Lord Wujun and seemed unable to accept this result, and wanted to get the personal recognition of Lord Wujun.
"I... lost." Lord Wujun said, admitting without any hesitation.
Hearing this, the expressions of the Yinshen present changed slightly, and the way they looked at Qi Yuan also changed.
Especially the Lord Jasmine and the Seven-Scarred Old Man. If before, they only treated the Blood-clothed Sword God as a junior with some strength, now, they treat them as peers.
"The Blood-clothed Sword God's Taoist skills are amazing, I admire him." The old man with seven wounds also expressed his kindness to Qi Yuan.
Lord Jasmine gave Qi Yuan a flirtatious look: "When will you go to Feng Palace to sit down and talk with the slave family?"
The rest of the Yinshen Lords also introduced themselves and congratulated Qi Yuan on his victory in this battle.
Lord Wujun stood behind Qi Yuan, silent.
Qi Yuan said hello to the old man Qishang, and then his eyes fell on Lord Jasmine.
"Don't you like me?
I defeated Lord Wu Jun today, don’t I feel majestic and masculine about me?”
Qi Yuan said, raising his arms.
Unfortunately, when he became an immortal cultivator, he no longer sweated and had no smell.
Lord Jasmine squinted her eyes and felt an ominous premonition after hearing Qi Yuan's words.
Sure enough, she heard Qi Yuan say.
"You should love me more, right? Should you take this opportunity to confess your love to me? As long as you give me the Mythical Secrets as a gift, I will reluctantly agree to be your one-day boyfriend."
The Yinshen couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
This blood-clothed sword god is indeed as wonderful as the legend says.
The smile on Lord Jasmine's face froze, and she smiled awkwardly: "You are too... too impatient. I will be shy."
"A high-quality man like me is very popular in the blind date market.
If you don't hurry up, you won't have the chance to be so close to me in the future." Qi Yuan said seriously.
Now he still likes Lord Jasmine.
Maybe if he plays another game, he will become someone that Lord Jasmine cannot reach.
Lord Jasmine smiled charmingly, but did not answer directly.
Qi Yuan didn't bother to say anything anymore, but shrugged. Suddenly, he looked at Zi Mansion, which had besieged him before.
He said sonorously to Lord Wu Jun: "I won the challenge against you. Now it's my turn to challenge these old monsters, right?"
He looked at the purple mansions with a fighting spirit.
Going back to a month ago, these old guys would be Bai Yueguang whom he cherishes the most.
But today is different from the past. These old guys are a bit old and have lost their attractiveness.
Qi Yuan's words won't be able to deal with those evil spirits.
Those Zifu also looked at each other.
Is there any mistake?
You just defeated the Great Master and now you come to challenge the Zi Mansion?
It's a pity that these Zifus were trembling and did not dare to speak when facing Qi Yuan.
This blood-clothed sword god deceives them and makes them weak!
The Blood-clothed Sword God kills people like crazy. If they reply and make the Blood-clothed Sword God unhappy and are killed by a sword, then they will really die and no one will avenge them.
Lord Wu Jun was also quite depressed and could not understand Qi Yuan's brain circuit.
He said solemnly: "I will take the place of Zi Mansion in the Qiu Dao Palace and admit defeat."
"Master Wujun, how can you cover your mouth and beg these Zifus in the Dao Palace?
They haven't expressed their opinions yet, so you did.
What if they don't want to admit defeat and want to fight me openly?" Qi Yuan looked at the Zifu monks with doubts in his expression.
"Do any of you dare to accept my challenge?"
Lord Wujun was completely speechless.
Among the group of Zifus, the slovenly Taoist appeared tremblingly and his voice was extremely respectful.
"Blood-clothed Sword God, I admit defeat and am willing to dedicate my skills to my seniors!"
Seeing this, the rest of the Zifu also hurriedly said respectfully.
"We are willing to admit defeat and dedicate our skills to our seniors!"
Dozens of Zifus surrendered at the same time, with extremely respectful expressions.
Accept the challenge and give them ten thousand courages.
At this time, besides admitting defeat and dedicating the exercises, what else can I do?
Qi Yuan smiled brightly and looked at Lord Wu: "See, this is what people want. They were impressed by my charm and took the initiative to admit defeat."
Qi Yuan sighed in his heart.
Those who have attained the Dao will receive much help, while those who have lost the Dao will receive little help. This is what it means.
Lord Wu did not dare to answer the question at all. He was afraid that he would say that they were forced.
"I accept your surrender, and I also accept your exercises. Don't be so enthusiastic, it's embarrassing." Qi Yuan accepted the exercises, feeling proud.
It would be great if all the old guys in Guangming Palace were so sensible.
If they were sensible and dedicated their skills to him, not even the bones would be left.
However, thinking of something, Qi Yuan continued: Where are the remaining Zifus, when will they return to Qiudao Palace and I will challenge them one by one?"
Lord Wujun replied expressionlessly: "Within today, all the Zifus will come back."
This time he was smarter and didn't ask those Zifus to admit defeat.
"Yes." Qi Yuan nodded, "Now that I have defeated everyone in your Qiudao Palace, according to the agreement, should your Qiudao Palace do things for me?"
The original agreement was that Qi Yuan would conquer Lord Wu and all the Zifu.
Qiudao Palace wants to give him all the skills and at the same time do things for his Genshin Sharing Club.
Lord Wu was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "I am willing to admit defeat, and from now on, I will be at the mercy of my senior in Qi Dao Palace!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the Yin Shens on the stage changed slightly.
Lord Jasmine and Old Man Seven Shang also showed intriguing expressions.
If the Lord Wu Jun lost to the Blood-clothed Sword God, it was beyond their expectations, but it was still within their acceptance range.
Lord Wu Jun's gesture is directly like loyalty.
This shows that Lord Wu Jun not only failed, but also failed miserably. Otherwise, how can we say "at your disposal"!
In their hearts, their evaluation of the Blood-clothed Sword God has reached a new level.
At this time, Qi Yuan, who had barely subdued Qiudao Palace, looked at the six Yin gods present.
He said slowly: "It just so happens that most of the Yin gods from Fengtian Domain have come today, and I have something to tell you.
Since you are all here, I will inform you now.
I have established a Genshin Impact Sharing Club, um... in order to cope with the catastrophe, I hope you can support me."
