Sword Conquers Heaven

0Intense rumbles were heard repeatedly on the arena, and terrifying energy ripples surged unceasingly.    0

    

The arena was filled with earthen yellow light. At times, there was a heavy feeling, and at other times, there was a sharp aura that rushed out. A terrifying pressure spread out in all directions, causing everyone to retreat involuntarily. Their hearts were palpitating endlessly.    

    

On the southern side of the arena was Kan Miluo's group. Among them was a man dressed in white. He looked at Qin Kui and Peng Longjun, who were engaged in a fierce battle on the arena. His expression was indifferent, but there was a faint trace of disdain between his brows.    

    

Another man stood beside him. He wore a blue windbreaker, had short hair that shot to the sky, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth.    

    

He smiled and asked White Cloth Man, "Van Rondo, if you were to fight that fellow from the Lei Kesi, how many moves would you need?"    

    

"Hehe, I only need three moves to deal with this guy. If Boss Fan Long attacks, I'm afraid he will be able to finish the battle in one move." Before White Cloth Man could speak, a laugh came from behind him and answered for him.    

    

It was a man dressed in a long black robe. There was a hint of blood-red in his black hair. His face was fair and handsome, but his eyes revealed two strange rays of light. Especially the smile on his face, it gave people an uncomfortable feeling.    

    

"Haoyi, you're still so confident. That guy isn't simple. Even I find it difficult to finish the battle within three moves." The man in the blue windbreaker smiled faintly, although he said it was difficult to say. But obviously, he didn't put Qin Kui in his eyes.    

    

"Big Brother Sang, are you joking? He's just a trash from the middle grade Vassal State. Three moves is enough." The man in black smiled disdainfully and said indifferently.    

    

"Hao Yi is right. It's just a trash. Three moves is enough!" At this moment, White Cloth Man finally spoke. His expression was indifferent, and his words did not contain the slightest bit of emotion.    

    

"Aiyaya, if that fellow is a piece of trash, then should I be considered a piece of trash as well?" All of a sudden, the voice of a woman rang out.    

    

A young woman walked up, wearing an orange dress, her hair in a bun like clouds, pouting as she made an unhappy expression.    

    

"Haha, Latie, how can you be compared to them? You're obviously much younger than us. In a year or two, you'll definitely surpass us. " The man in black called Hao Yi laughed awkwardly.    

    

At this time, the battle on the platform became more and more intense. Qin Kui and Peng Longjun were both experts of their generation, and their attacks were fierce and decisive. Moreover, they had all kinds of powerful Spirit Skills on them, and they continuously attacked each other. However, it was difficult to tell who was stronger and who was weaker.    

    

"Ten thousand zhang extreme peak!" Qin Kui suddenly shouted. He clapped his hands and rays of light flashed. Suddenly, it was like a ten thousand feet high peak had risen from the ground. It immediately suppressed his opponent, giving people a strong sense of oppression.    

    

"Heaven Seal, Mountain Absolute!" Peng Longjun waved his hands and unleashed rays of light. It instantly formed a light screen that seemed to be able to seal the heaven and earth, destroy the mountains and rivers, and encompass the whole world. It made people feel powerless.    

    

Both of them unleashed their most powerful attacks and collided with each other. A violent flow of energy burst out from the collision.    

    

In the next moment, two rays of light streaked across the sky. Both of them activated their magic treasures and attacked at the same time.    

    

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"    

    

Both of them had used Peak of Eighth Level Heaven Spirit Lord Cultivation Level. Such a Cultivation Level was shocking enough, and it was almost impossible to see it in the middle grade Vassal State.    

    

"That Qin Kui is also this terrifying?" Hai Kedi looked at this scene with a pale face and a lingering fear. Fortunately, it was Lei Nuoer who confronted him earlier. If the Lei Kesi allowed Qin Kui to appear in advance, he might even die. The Hailing Country had also lost completely.    

    

The people of Lei Kesi were also shocked. They were shocked by Qin Kui's Cultivation Level, and they were even more shocked by Peng Longjun's strength.    

    

"Can Brother Qin win?" Wu Wenshuang looked at the battle nervously.    

    

No one had expected that such an intense battle would take place in the first round of the semi-final. More and more eyes were attracted to the scene. Even the people from the Four Great Countries would find it hard to attract them.    

    

The battle between Peak of Eighth Level Heaven Spirit Lord would be the most intense battle in the second round no matter how far it went! But now, it had been brought forward by so much. Moreover, it was happening between two middle grade Vassal State. It was too unbelievable and shocking!    

    

"Bang!"    

    

"Rumble!"    

    

Qin Kui and Peng Longjun continued to fight. By now, they had consumed a lot of energy, but no one was relaxing. The power of the Spirit Skill they released did not decrease at all.    

    

"Qin Kui, you are indeed very strong. I didn't want to reveal my full strength. But now, it seems like I have no choice but to do this! " All of a sudden, Peng Longjun growled at Qin Kui. In the next moment, an even more frightening aura burst out from his body.    

    

"First stage of the Ninth Heaven Spirit Lord?" Qin Kui's face darkened as he sensed the aura of the Cultivation Level. However, he immediately sighed helplessly, "This is really troublesome! Since that's the case, I can no longer hide anymore. If you want to fight, then let's fight to our heart's content!"    

    

Immediately, he let out a sharp roar. Soon after, his aura suddenly rose and rose to the ninth level of the Heavenly Layer.    

    

"What!?"    

    

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene. First, Peng Longjun's Cultivation Level had suddenly risen. Now, even Qin Kui had suddenly increased his Cultivation Level. These two had not even used their full strength earlier!    

    

"Oh? So that's how it is, it's interesting." On the southern side of the arena, Hao Yi, who was dressed in black, saw this scene and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He looked at the man surnamed Sang beside him and finally understood what he meant. However, he immediately laughed and said, "Alright, I admit that their Cultivation Level is quite good. However, based on this alone... Bang!"    

    

The man surnamed Sang, who was wearing a blue trench coat, revealed an unfathomable smile when he heard this. He said in an indifferent manner, "I hope that you will be able to speak in such a relaxed manner when you meet them."    

    

"Haha, what, Big Brother Sang, you're still worried about me?"    

    

"Be careful, you can sail for ten thousand years. A lion still needs to use all its strength to catch a rabbit!"    

    

Along with the continuous changes on the stage, the battle situation changed again and again, entering a white-hot state, becoming even more intense.    

    

Peng Longjun was finally moved. He was no longer relaxed. He originally thought that he would win without a doubt with the Cultivation Level hidden in his hand, but who knew that his opponent would also be like this? Now, he was in a bitter battle.    

    

This battle could be said to be the most intense battle in the first round of the semifinals. The battle between two Ninth Grade Heaven Spirit Lord was truly shocking.