"Nine Yin Weeping Axe!"
"Lotus opens a sword!"
Bang!
The moment the giant axe and the giant sword collided, time stopped and white light covered the sky.
Outside the fighting arena, the out-of-body elder in charge of the barrier made hand gestures in horror and used all his spiritual power to set up a barrier. In the stands, all the disciples opened their eyes wide in horror, not willing to even blink as they watched this shocking duel.
A moment later, the light gradually dimmed, and the scene on the fighting stage reappeared before everyone's eyes. The arena, made of black stone, had been smashed into countless pieces by the two men. On one side, Yan Su lay in the rubble, covered in blood, clutching his chest. On the other side, a handsome, elegant monk in green robes propped himself up with his sword, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
There was silence in the audience for a moment, and then shouts resounded through the heavens and earth!
"Senior Luo won! Senior Luo won!"
"Yan Su lost, the 'Four Heroes of Xuantian' will have to change their name!"
"Senior Luo is truly amazing!"
The red-robed demon cultivator finally breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "Well, that's more like it. If you lose, how can you still be qualified to be my lifelong friend?"
Luo Jianqing's spiritual power had already been exhausted at this moment. He could not move and could only barely stand.
He and Yan Su both knew that the difference in their strength wasn't that great, so after the initial probing, they both used their killing moves. The "Lotus Blossom Sword" was a sword move described in the "Nine Lotuses Record" as belonging to the Nascent Soul stage. Luo Jianqing had never used it before, but upon using it this time, he discovered that it consumed a significant amount of spiritual energy, draining him of it instantly.
But it was all worth it. At least he won this battle, and the promise he made to Xuan Lingzi was fulfilled.
The referee elder watched this scene for a long time before he suddenly woke up and said, "In this battle, Luo Jianqing from Taihua Mountain..."
"I can still fight!" Yan Su roared hoarsely.
He struggled to stand up, but collapsed again. Seeing this, Luo Jianqing silently lowered his eyes and watched. Every time the referee wanted to announce the result, Yan Su would refuse to give up and ask for a rematch, but he could not stand up.
This scene was somewhat tragic, and many disciples who had originally disliked Yan Su, a gloomy ghost cultivator, began to sympathize with him. This was probably the loneliness of a genius, encountering another more dazzling genius, and thus being destined to be suppressed by the other.
This time, even Luo Jianqing couldn't help but feel a little emotional and changed his opinion of Yan Su.
But just as Yan Su failed to stand up for the ninth time, he suddenly trembled with a ferocious expression, and then suddenly slammed his palm into the rubble. Everyone thought he was venting his grief and anger, and even the elders in front of Lingyun Hall didn't notice anything unusual. However, amidst the rubble, black forces like small snakes swiftly scurried towards Luo Jianqing.
In the stands, Mo Qiu suddenly stood up and shouted, "Bastard! Stop it!" As he spoke, a red light suddenly rushed towards the fighting stage.
At the same time, the expressions of Venerable Hao Xingzi and Venerable Guanglingzi in front of Lingyun Hall also changed, and they shouted sternly: "Young man, how dare you!"
Luo Jianqing's hairs suddenly stood up. His alertness forced him to support his weak body and retreat repeatedly. Right where he was standing, boom! A black ghost snake suddenly jumped out of the ground and pounced on Luo Jianqing.
Venerable Hao Xingzi, who had the highest cultivation level in the whole audience, took action immediately, but he was not as fast as the ghost snake. In a flash, a blood-red whip suddenly flew out, wrapped around the ghost snake, and instantly strangled it into pieces!
Mo Qiu, dressed in red, stepped on the gravel and lashed out with his whip, wrapping it around Luo Jianqing's waist and pulling him back. He then glared at Yan Su, who lay prone on the ground, and shouted, "You've actually been possessed by a demon! You actually want to take over another's body! You can't possibly succeed in front of so many Mahayana masters, but the thought of doing so is simply unforgivable!"
Luo Jianqing had recovered some strength at this moment. He broke free from Mo Qiu's embrace and looked at Yan Su coldly: "Fellow Daoist Yan, when did you become a demon?"
Before Yan Su could reply, the deafening voice of Venerable Hao Xingzi resounded between heaven and earth: "One thought brings life, one thought brings evil! Broken Soul Sect, this time you must give Taihua Mountain an explanation. The Broken Soul Sect's eldest disciple has actually been possessed by a demon, and even attempted to take over another's body! Once that ghost snake enters the body of my Taihua Mountain disciple, it will inevitably cause harm to his soul. Do you, the Broken Soul Sect, deserve such a crime?"
The elder of the Broken Soul Sect was also stunned.
There were only three Mahayana masters in the whole place, Hao Xingzi and Guanglingzi, and the elder of the Broken Soul Sect. The elder had never expected that Yan Su would suddenly become possessed by a demon and even have the idea of possessing another's body.
A gleam of light flashed in the elder's eyes. He suddenly moved and sucked Yan Su to his side, saying, "I will definitely give Taihua Mountain an explanation for this matter. Yan Su was simply confused for a moment and accidentally became possessed by the devil. He has only just recently been possessed and can still be saved."
Guanglingzi, standing by, cursed, "Bullshit! If that ghost snake hadn't been entangled by the whip of this young man in red, and had truly harmed the souls of our Taihua Mountain disciples, what compensation would you have given us!"
The Soul-Breaking Sect elder knew he was in the wrong and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'll have to discuss this with the Sect Leader when I get back..."
Yu Qingzi snorted softly, "I just want you to know that Taihua Mountain has always been protective of its people. Besides, you should be very clear about who Jianqing's master is."
The elder's face suddenly changed, and he had already cursed Yan Su, who had fainted, a thousand times in his heart. But he also knew that Yan Su was a rare ghost cultivation prodigy, a rare sight in a century. If he had just been possessed by a demon, it wouldn't be serious. He could be brought back to life with just a little skill.
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