Under the arena, the atmosphere among the three camps has been split into two extremes.
Primordial Immortal Sect party burst into cheers.
The disciples all held their heads high, and their eyes were full of pride and elation.
The aggrievedness that was ridiculed and suppressed by the Violet Cloud Heavenly Palace and Primordial Dao Sect disciples now turned into pride.
The successive victories have made everyone full of confidence in Zhou Qi.
No one can survive two moves, not even Lei Jiuxiao.
On the other hand, the originally dead atmosphere in front of the Primordial Dao Sect's camp was somewhat relaxed due to Yun Changqing's appearance.
But it is obvious that the momentum is still far behind.
It seems that I want to regain some confidence from Yun Changqing.
"Senior Brother Yun has taken action. He should be able to suppress that lunatic now, right?"
"Senior Brother Yun is Integration Realm Third Layer! He is stronger than Lei Jiuxiao. No matter how strong that Zhou Qi is, it is impossible..."
"Yes, Senior Brother Yun can definitely do it! Didn't the Great Patriarch also nod!"
The more they spoke, the louder their voices became, as if they were afraid of dissipating the little confidence they had managed to hold on to.
On the arena.
Under the spotlight, Yun Changqing steadily stepped into the ring.
Yun Changqing stood still, his black robe fluttering in the wind. His whole body was like a sword being slowly unsheathed, sharp and restrained.
He looked at Zhou Qi, his eyes clear and sharp, without fear.
"Primordial Dao Sect, Yun Changqing." He raised his chin:
"Integration Realm Third Layer, please enlighten me!"
After saying that, he pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. The sword was not unsheathed, but a strong sword intent spread out on the ring, forcing the gravel to slide to both sides.
This aura is much stronger than Lei Jiuxiao.
"Draw out the knife." Yun Changqing said again.
In the center of the ring, Zhou Qi always stood still, tall and straight, his green robe floating in the wind, not tight at all.
"No need!"
As soon as the words fell to the ground, there was an instant silence inside and outside the ring.
Yun Changqing narrowed his eyes, and the clearness in his eyes turned into a cold one.
In an instant, the sword intent on his waist suddenly surged, dense thin sounds were cut into the surrounding void, and the arena under his feet cracked with seven or eight sword marks.
He is a sword cultivator, and the most important thing is State of Mind, but the words Zhou Qi are like a hand directly grasping the heart of his sword.
Integration Realm Third Layer, who is invincible to the Primordial Dao Sect within a hundred years, is not even qualified to let the opponent use his sword?
"How dare you say it again?!" Yun Changqing gritted his teeth.
Zhou Qi didn't say anything anymore, he answered with actions.
His figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already three feet in front of Yun Changqing.
Still doing the same thing, he stretched out his left hand and slapped Yun Changqing in front of him.
But Yun Changqing reacted extremely quickly, and the sword at his waist was unsheathed almost the moment Zhou Qi appeared.
The sword light is like a silver-white electric light, slanting out from bottom to top, bringing up thousands of sword shadows.
This sword was both fast and fierce, the sword's intention was condensed to the point of being almost real, and the sound of Air-Breaking Slash seemed to be able to tear a hole in the air.
Zhou Qi did not hide.
He stretched out his left hand and gently grasped it in the light of the sword, his five fingers gripping the sharpest middle section of the sword like iron pliers.
The sword shadow in the sky dissipated instantly, and the tip of the sword in Yun Changqing's hand stopped just two inches from Zhou Qi's chest.
No more progress.
"The sword is good." Zhou Qi raised his head and looked at Yun Changqing's pupils that suddenly shrank, "But humans can't do it!"
He flipped his wrist.
"Crack!"
The good-looking spiritual sword was broken into two pieces in the middle.
Yun Changqing only felt numbness in the tiger's mouth, and his whole body was knocked backwards by a violent force.
His feet plowed two deep marks on the ring surface. Before he could stand firm, Zhou Qi was already pressed against him.
So fast!
Yun Changqing Before he had time to think too much, he slashed out the half-cut sword in his hand. At the same time, he crushed a jade talisman with his left hand, and a cyan protective light shield instantly enveloped his whole body.
He didn't expect this sword to hurt Zhou Qi, he just wanted to delay it for half a breath and put some distance between him and him.
Zhou Qi didn't even look at the photomask.
He dwarfed and swept out his right leg like an iron whip, with a sound of Air-Breaking Slash that was so deep that he almost lost his voice, and hit Yun Changqing's waist and ribs.
The cyan protective shield shattered the moment it touched the leg wind, as if made of paper.
"Bang!"
Yun Changqing flew out horizontally, and the blood spurted from his mouth drew a blood-red arc in the air.
He rolled several times in mid-air, and finally hit the center of the ring hard, breaking a large piece of the blue and black stone slab.
Primordial Immortal Sect In front of the formation, everyone's mouths were open.
Even Chen Ping'an's eyelids twitched slightly.
"Two moves..."
Chen Ping'an shook his head. "One defense and one attack can only be counted as one and a half moves!"
Before the disciples of the Primordial Immortal Sect could digest this sudden surprise, Zhou Qi had already taken a step forward in the arena, and his body instantly flashed in front of Yun Changqing.
Yun Changqing was lying on his back on the broken ring, his chest heaving violently, and blood foam constantly pouring out of his mouth.
His left arm was bent at a strange angle, and his left leg seemed to be unable to control himself.
But he still used his last strength to raise his head and look at the green-robed figure walking towards him.
At this moment, he finally understood what Lei Jiuxiao saw before he died.
Death is approaching!
It's a life-and-death pressure that makes it difficult to breathe!
Zhou Qi stood still instantly, raised his right foot, and aimed it at Yun Changqing's head.
Exactly the same position, exactly the same posture.
The overwhelming murderous intent and sense of oppression gathered under that foot, like a mountain about to fall.
"Zhou Qi--!!"
Just when Zhou Qi was about to step on it, a heart-piercing roar exploded from in front of the Primordial Dao Sect formation.
Rainbow Daoist could no longer maintain his upright posture and stood up suddenly. Even the throne under him was burned to ashes by the fire that overflowed instantly.
He pointed at Zhou Qi on the ring, his eyes were about to burst, and for the first time there was a hint of uncontrollable trembling in his voice:
"Don't--!"
Zhou Qi's feet are hanging in the air.
He followed the sound and looked over a distance of several hundred feet, landing on Rainbow Daoist's old face, which was no longer calm.
Then he smiled kindly.
The foot hanging on Yun Changqing's face has been stepped down heavily.
"Bang--!!!"
The watermelon bursts again.
Yun Changqing's head shattered into a cloud of blood mist and bone fragments under that foot, mixed with pieces of flesh and flying around.
Red and white, like a flower that suddenly bloomed in the center of the silent arena.
Outside the entire mountain gate, there was complete silence.
Time seems to be strangled by someone's neck.
There was no sound in front of the Erzong formation, and there was no sound in front of the Primordial Immortal Sect formation.
Everyone was frozen in place, looking at the headless corpse still twitching slightly on the ground, looking at the figure with no drop of blood on the green robe, and there was only one thought left in their minds.
Two moves.
Two more moves.
The one who was killed was Integration Realm Third Layer.
What is the concept of Integration Realm Third Layer?
If placed in any force, he would be regarded as a Supreme Elder, enough to participate in the sect's major decisions!
But this Zhou Qi, like watermelons, trampled two of them to death!
At this time, even in front of the Primordial Immortal Sect array there was some silence.
Those disciples who were shouting at the top of their lungs just now have their mouths open and cannot speak a word.
They knew Zhou Qi was strong, but no one thought he was that strong.
The hairs on the backs of the necks of those who had been with him or even had enemies with him stood up.
Black Crane stood at the front, his hands in his sleeves no longer shaking.
He stared at Zhou Qi's back, his eyes full of complexity.
Even a Half-Step Great Vehicle Realm monk like him wouldn't dare to say he could kill Integration Realm Third Layer instantly.
How much stronger will this kid get after going out for a while?!