The third son of the Zhao family, who was full of power just now and claimed to dominate the whole scene, was completely turned into a corpse at this moment. He fell to the ground with a plop, and blood poured out on the spot.
At this moment, everyone present had their eyes widened and their mouths were stunned.
No one expected that the swordsmanship of the woman in front of them was so powerful, let alone that her methods were so fierce.
This was a member of the Zhao family, a core disciple of the three sects, five sects and seven aristocratic families, and he was killed on the spot.
After a brief silence, the surrounding area exploded.
"Who is this woman? She can even kill the Immortal Lord. What kind of strength is this..."
"Ling Yun Sword Sect is so brave, even he dares to touch the Zhao family..."
"Here you go, this is a typical counterattack. The small sect killed the disciples of the seven major families. This is something that has not been seen in many years."
Amidst the noisy discussion, a trace of soul overflowed from Zhao Xingkong's Niwan Palace and floated above the ring, frightened and angry.
Ever since the competition was divided into groups, he felt that he was the king of the ninth group. Not only could he ensure qualifying, but he could also dominate other sects.
As an Immortal Lord-level powerhouse, he was arrogant before the stage competition. He felt that even if the entire ninth group of sects were bundled together, they would not be able to shake even one finger of his.
But he never expected that as soon as the war started here, he would be the first to die.
He couldn't figure it out anyway, how could a small sect from Diletian have such a powerful disciple, such a domineering swordsmanship, and also have the ability to attack with spiritual consciousness.
Don't talk about yourself, except for those monster-level beings, few of the younger generation can withstand such an attack.
Ye Bufan looked at his spirit and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
This is the soul of a powerful Immortal Lord. If you put it into the Demon Refining Bottle, you will definitely be able to break through to the Great Luo Immortal Realm!
But this kind of thing is just a thought. There are countless immortal-level old monsters around.
Not to mention that the rules of the competition do not allow harm to the soul. Even if there was no such restriction, he would not dare to use the demon refining bottle in full view of the public, otherwise he would definitely be killed.
At this time, Leng Qingqiu undoubtedly became the focus of everyone's attention, but Daojun Fuhuo's eyes turned towards him.
Others may not be aware of the existence of the spiritual attack at all, but he can see it clearly and knows that it comes from this young man.
"It seems that this competition is interesting!" A smile appeared on Daojun Buhuo's lips. Even he was shocked by the swordsmanship and extraordinary aptitude that Leng Qingqiu had just shown.
Unexpectedly, the little Lingyun Sword Sect, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, is not only outstanding as the little girl in the front, but also hides a powerful ruthless character behind it.
Divine consciousness attacks are very rare to begin with, and it is extremely rare to be able to sneak attack an Immortal Lord level powerhouse.
Because of this, he paid more attention to Ye Bufan.
Others were just watching the excitement, but at this moment, Zhao Qinglian, the eldest elder of the Zhao family, was extremely angry.
Originally, he had a bright smile on his face, thinking that this group stage would not be difficult for the Zhao family. Just like the previous major forces, they could win easily.
But he never expected that he would suffer a heavy setback as soon as the game started. Not only did Zhao Xingyun lose, but his physical body was destroyed, leaving only a ray of soul.
Under the spotlight, not only did he lose the game, but he also lost the Zhao family's face.
He couldn't figure it out no matter what, who gave them the courage to take action against the Zhao family!
His expression was extremely ugly, and he clenched his fists tightly, wishing that he could kill Ye Bufan and others with just one slap.
But as the eldest elder of the family, he still had the city and his sense. He quickly suppressed the anger in his heart, knowing that this was not the time for him to take action.
But he glared hard at Ye Bufan and Leng Qingqiu, the killing intent in his eyes uncontrollable.
In his heart, he has given the Lingyun Sword Sect a complete death sentence. After the Hundred Sects Contest, this sect will no longer exist in the Zhongtian Domain.
"Master Zhao, what's wrong with you? Are you angry?"
At this moment, a joking voice came from the side, it was Wei Changsong, the eldest elder of the Wei family.
Among the seven aristocratic families, the most powerful ones are undoubtedly the Qi family, the Qin family and the Chu family.
The remaining four aristocratic families are equally powerful and have good and bad relations. Among them, the Wei family and the Zhao family have always been at odds with each other.
At this moment, seeing the Zhao family suffer a loss, Wei Changsong was already happy, and he did not hide his smile at all.
"Master Zhao, I'd like to tell you that this is wrong. The Hundred Gates Competition is jointly initiated by us, and the most important thing is fairness and justice.
The disciples of your Zhao family are not as skilled as others, so they should be killed on the spot. You can't blame others at all."
Zhao Qinglian snorted coldly: "Nonsense, which one of your eyes saw that I was angry? Isn't he just a young disciple? Besides, there is still the soul, and our Zhao family will definitely let him be reborn."
"It's good that you're not angry. I'm also a little worried, afraid that Elder Zhao can't control his emotions."
Wei Changsong's smile became brighter and brighter, "I really admire the great elder's mind. This does not seem to be a problem for a young disciple.
This time the Zhao family may be eliminated from the Top 100 Competition, which is really regrettable."
"you……"
Wei Changsong's words struck a chord in Zhao Qinglian's life. Originally, the lineup he sent included four peak Immortal King assistants, and an Immortal Lord-level powerhouse was in charge.
But now that the strongest Zhao Xingkong has been killed, the remaining four people can almost be ignored.
But at this time, he still had the last illusion in his heart, that is, the other party took care of the Zhao family's face and would not really kick them out until now.
But it turned out that this was just an extravagant hope. After Zhao Xingkong was solved, Ye Bufan waved his hand and pointed at the peak of the four immortal kings of the Zhao family again.
"Get rid of these too!"
Leng Qingqiu did not hesitate. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the Immortal Killing Sword in her hand was filled with fierce killing intent.
The four people in the Zhao family were shocked by Zhao Xingyun's death. Before their consciousness was fully awake, their heads were already flying high.
Another four souls overflowed and lined up with Zhao Xingyun, looking at everything in front of them in shock.
Everyone in the audience was shocked again. This young man must be too cruel. He really wanted to kill everyone, and he really didn't leave any face to the Zhao family.
Wei Changsong was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"This young man is clean and decisive in his actions, extremely ruthless and not sloppy at all. I like him quite a lot!"
As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Qinglian, who was ashen-faced: "Elder Zhao, it seems that your Zhao family has been completely eliminated, and you can only be a spectator from now on."
Zhao Qinglian gritted his teeth. He did not speak, for fear that he would not be able to control the anger in his heart if he was not careful.
Shameful! So shameful!
As one of the seven major aristocratic families, they were eliminated at the beginning. This was something that had not happened in many years. It was a complete loss of face.
But there was also Wei Changsong beside him who kept rubbing salt on his wounds: "Elder Zhao should take back those souls as soon as possible. I'm afraid it won't be easy to find a physical body in the future."
Having said this, he burst out laughing again, laughing extremely happily.
