The terrifying icy energy forced the onlookers to retreat from the stone platform. They could only stand outside the stronghold and watch the battle from afar.

I saw that above the stone platform, seven black thunder blades penetrated into the ice sword energy from different directions.

The Black Thunder Blade rotates at high speed, and the lightning power contained in it is extremely violent.

In just a few breaths, three black thunder blades rushed out from the other end of the ice sword energy.

Snap~!

A subtle sound was heard, and the extremely cold sword energy hanging in the air was covered with cracks.

The next second, the icy sword energy that had almost condensed into a solid entity shattered into pieces, turning into a ball of white mist that exploded in the air, accompanied by a violent shock wave.

When Li Qingyue saw this scene, her deep blue eyes shrank inward and a look of surprise flashed across her face.

"How is that possible?!"

At this time, from the direction behind Qingyue, another four black thunder blades also tore apart her icy sword energy and stabbed towards herself.

"No matter how powerful the hidden weapon controlled by a fourth-grade divine mind master is, it is impossible to defeat my sword energy so easily!"

Li Qingyue was puzzled.

You know, what she is using now is a secret technique of the immortal level!

His realm briefly reached the fourth level of perfection, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

Not to mention Li Zhiming, in her current state, the power of each of her swords can easily kill an ordinary late fourth-grade strongman.

Even a strong man in the early stage of the third rank would have to temporarily avoid the sharp edge when facing myself now.

But Li Zhiming easily defeated his attack and gained the absolute upper hand!

"The Divine Mind Master is indeed abnormal, but if you think you are sure to win, you are totally wrong!"

Li Qingyue snorted coldly.

The two sword moves just now were just ordinary sword moves, now she is showing her true strength!

"Blade of the Frost Storm!"

Li Qingyue muttered something, and the icy energy in her body grew stronger.

The surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth became agitated at this moment, and then rushed towards Li Qingyue.

Li Qingyue raised the long sword in his hand, and in an instant, the sword intent retracted into Li Qingyue's body like the receding tide.

Immediately, the sword intent surged out again.

This time, Li Qingyue pushed the ice sword intent to the extreme.

An ice storm surged around her, and every gust of wind she blew was as sharp as a sword, capable of easily killing a fifth-rank warrior!

"This sword is quite interesting."

"It's a pity that you don't have the chance to use it!"

Li Zhiming snorted coldly and pointed at the Black Thunder Blade.

The speed of the Black Thunder Blade increased again!

The purple electric arcs around it expanded wildly, like a high-speed rotating conical spiritual weapon. Wherever it passed, the space was distorted.

Although Li Qingyue's ice sword intent is very strong, it is still far inferior to the black thunder blade.

The frost condensed in the air by the ice sword intent turned into ice chips the moment it touched the black thunder blade.

The ice storm that had not yet been fully unleashed was crushed to pieces by the seven spirit blades that attacked from all directions!

Although both sides used several moves, the series of battles took place in a flash.

Just as Li Qingyue was about to swing the sword in his hand, he saw a sharp spiritual blade appear in front of him.

Boom~!

The violent force of thunder and lightning struck her face, causing her hair to flutter wildly and her face to feel as if it were cut by a knife!

Immediately afterwards, the second spirit blade shot out and landed on her neck.

The third one, the fourth one!

These spiritual blades broke through her layers of defense almost at the same time.

At this time, the long sword in Li Qingyue's hand was not fully swung out.

She kept swinging her sword, and stopped where she was, not daring to move.

This was because the seven spirit blades had completely surrounded her, leaving her no room to move.

One is between the eyebrows, and the other six are at the neck.

The sharp tip of the blade pressed against her neck, causing a stinging sensation and trickles of blood flowing down the tip of the blade.

Gurgle~

Li Qingyue's throat rolled slightly.

She never thought that the spiritual blade sacrificed by Li Zhiming could be enhanced again at the critical moment.

This improvement was not just a little bit, but a leap forward that caught her off guard.

"Third rank... Divine Mind Master!"

Li Qingyue's face looked grim, as she finally saw through Li Zhiming's true strength.

A third-grade divine mind master.

With this kind of combat power, one can definitely have unlimited freedom on the Road of Trials!

Today is the last day of the Trial Road, and there are still a few hours left until the end of the Trial Road.

At this time, the tenth stronghold gathered almost all the disciples who participated in the trial road.

Thousands of people were watching from a distance, looking at each other with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Many people had dazed expressions and stood there in a daze.

The picture freezes at this moment.

Time and space seemed to have frozen!

No one expected that the battle between Li Zhiming and Li Qingyue would end like this.

Crush!

This was a complete crushing.

Li Qingyue, who is said to be a peerless genius that appears once in a hundred years in Zhenyuan Sect, is the last disciple of the sect master and the future successor of the sect.

He was actually defeated by Li Zhiming, who had only recently shown his prowess, and the defeat was so easy that it could even be said that he had no power to fight back at all!

Li Qingyue clenched one hand tightly, she couldn't accept this result.

She has never been defeated in her practice so far.

She actually lost to Li Zhiming today, she was not convinced!

It wasn't just Li Qingyue herself who couldn't accept it.

Those disciples who looked down on Li Zhiming and those pursuers and supporters of Li Qingyue felt very uncomfortable when they saw this scene.

I didn't do anything, but I felt like I was slapped in the face, and my face was burning with pain.

Finally, with the sound of Li Zhiming's voice, the solemn atmosphere was broken.

"Your Highness, the sword has no eyes, please don't move!"

"My spiritual blade is extremely sharp. If you are not careful, the Saint Lady's head will be gone!"

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"I admit that you are strong,"

"But why do you go against me time and time again? What do you want to do?" Li Qingyue asked through gritting her teeth.

"Saint, you have got it wrong. I am not against you, but you are asking for trouble." Li Zhiming replied indifferently.

"Junior Brother Li, it's just a sparring match. Stop when it's enough!" Wan Feng reminded.

He is the commander of the Black Armor Guards and reports directly to the head master.

Before entering the road of trial, he received an order from the headmaster to protect the saint in secret.

Under normal circumstances, there is no need to take action. You only need to take action when the saint's life is in danger.

Now, Li Zhiming doesn't seem to have any intention of giving up.

Even though he is far from being a match for Li Zhiming, he has to stand up and protect Li Qingyue. This is his duty.

"I won't waste my words. From this moment on, the iron coffin has nothing to do with the Saint."

"If the Saint refuses to accept, then come and fight me. I won't hold back next time!"

Li Zhiming's tone was indifferent.

His mind moved, and the Black Thunder Blade withdrew behind him.

Li Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, and the icy wings behind her dissipated, returning to their original appearance.

But his breathing was still a little disordered, his face was pale, and he looked very tired.

"Li Zhiming, I will remember you!"

After saying this, Li Qingyue turned away from the stone platform and went to the side to adjust her breathing.

"That's pretty interesting."

When Li Zhiming saw that Li Qingyue did not continue to pester him, his expression relaxed.

He came to the iron coffin and examined it carefully.

Then he waved his hand lightly, and seven black thunder blades fell around the coffin and inserted into the gaps between the coffin panels.

"rise!"

Li Zhiming held the coffin lid with both hands, and the seven black thunder blades exerted force at the same time as him.

After a few breaths, a dull voice sounded.

The iron coffin loosened and Li Zhiming put away the Xuan Lei Blade.

But he was not in a hurry to push the coffin lid open because there was still a seal on it.