"You strike first." Jian Yifeng said in a deep voice.
"Fire Style: Fire Dragon Destroying the World!"
Without any hesitation, Meichuan Neiku formed hand seals with both hands and shouted loudly.
Fiery dragons appeared roaring toward Jian Yifeng.
The terrifying aura spread instantly, causing the spectators’ faces to change dramatically.
This Meichuan Neiku was extremely powerful, definitely not an ordinary person.
However, what followed was even more shocking to everyone.
"Wind Escape: Azure Dragon Splitting Earth!"
"Earth Style: Earth Dragon Shaking Heaven!"
Various elemental Divine Dragons roared out.
Before Meichuan Neiku could unleash the Water Style, a sword light slashed through the void.
The Fire Dragon, Azure Dragon, and Earth Dragon were instantly shattered, and then the sword light encircled Meichuan Neiku before flying back.
The sound of the longsword being sheathed was heard as Jian Yifeng cupped his hands and said, "Brother, I’ve won by your courtesy."
After saying this, Jian Yifeng’s figure disappeared and returned to his seat.
Looking at Meichuan Neiku again, blood suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if sliced open, like a slit-mouthed woman.
At the same time, a blood line also appeared on his neck.
With just one sword, Meichuan Neiku was defeated.
If it weren’t for the Empress Dowager’s birthday banquet, Jian Yifeng would have surely decapitated Meichuan Neiku.
"I lost." Meichuan Neiku murmured, overwhelmed by fear.
He was still too arrogant, thinking that the ninjutsu he had learned was immensely powerful with a vast range, and by using ninjutsu to cover the battlefield at once,
he would almost certainly win. However, he didn’t expect that Jian Yifeng’s one sword strike would shatter all his attacks.
Strong, this person is incredibly strong. How could someone so powerful exist in this world?
Just now he truly felt the threat of death, and he underestimated the natives of this world.
With a grim face, Meichuan Neiku said nothing as he returned to his seat.
"Indeed, he lives up to being the number one of this generation, defeating a Heavenly Pride of the same realm with just one sword, truly a genius of the ages."
Mu Chengqian couldn’t help but sigh, then handed a Spirit Flood Pill to Jian Yifeng.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jian Yifeng accepted the Spirit Flood Pill and thanked him.
At this moment, everyone looked at Jian Yifeng with eyes full of awe.
So strong, truly worthy of being the number one of this generation, even the seemingly powerful Meichuan Neiku was defeated by one sword.
Even Jiao Ze looked at Jian Yifeng with a solemn expression.
"I am Jiang Caiwei of Heaven Mountain Sect. Is there any Heavenly Pride who would like to fight with me?"
Jiang Caiwei’s figure suddenly appeared on the stage, her aura bursting out without any concealment.
"Heaven Mountain Sect? Jiang Caiwei? Who’s that?"
"Who is this person? Such a strong aura, also a strong one at the Soul Refining Realm."
"Strange, as far as I remember, the strongest person in Heaven Mountain Sect should be Lu Qianqiu, right? How come there’s a Jiang Caiwei at the Soul Refining Realm?"
At this moment, another uproar started.
"What an enchanting beauty." Jiao Ze licked his lips, his eyes flashing with lecherous intent.
Although Jiang Caiwei’s looks weren’t exceptionally stunning, her graceful figure was enchanting to him, and the Heavenly Pride aura around her made him more intoxicated.
"Beauty, let me have a match with you."
Jiao Ze leaped and landed on the stage.
Below, there was originally a Contractor who wanted to make a move, but upon seeing this scene, stopped, showing a look of regret.
"Beauty, are you married?" Jiao Ze asked greedily, looking at Jiang Caiwei.
Jiang Caiwei frowned slightly and said, "Have you never seen a woman in your life? You speak like a filthy mouth."
"Interesting, I like it. Later, I’ll make you call me dad." Jiao Ze laughed with a grin, stepped forward, and his body instantly inflated.
His clothes exploded immediately, Jiao Ze transformed into a three-meter-tall Half-Dragon Man.
His entire body was covered with ink-colored scales, flashing with a black luster.
"Beauty, Lord is here to have fun with you." Jiao Ze stomped his foot hard, and his figure blasted out in an instant.
The person had arrived, and only then did the sonic boom sound.
Jiao Ze appeared in front of Jiang Caiwei, reaching out to grab her neck with one hand.
However, in the next second, beyond his expectations, his Dragon Claw penetrated directly through Jiang Caiwei’s neck.
It was an illusion, this was Jiang Caiwei’s illusion.
In an instant, a large number of black shadows appeared around, each with no weak aura, at least all at Level 5 Refining Organ Realm.
There was even an eighth-level Soul Refining Realm presence.
An unusual aura spread out, accompanied by cold air beginning to spread on the stage.
These black shadows seemed to be souls without any sense, manipulated by someone.
"Quite good at hiding, but they’re just some War Souls, still too tender to beat me."
Jiao Ze let out a loud roar, and the terrifying sound waves instantly spread out.
The War Souls at Level 5 and Level 6 instantly shattered, turning into black gas and disappearing.
However, some people saw that the black gas was actually absorbed by those Level 7 and Level 8 War Souls.
Then, those Level 7 and Level 8 War Souls immediately surrounded Jiao Ze.
Jiao Ze did not think twice, swinging a punch, and the powerful Qi Blood Power directly formed a Qi Blood storm, instantly shredding the Level 7 and Level 8 War Souls.
"Pathetic." Jiao Ze sneered coldly.
"Found you." Jiao Ze suddenly turned his head to look behind, and then his figure fired out instantly.
With a muffled sound of "Boom!",
Jiao Ze’s punch landed at the edge of the stage, where a wall formed by Array Patterns blocked his fist.