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With Mengli's strength, it is no longer possible to see through the fighting trend in this arena.

But Ye Chen admired Jian Qiu very highly, which made Mengli also curious about Jian Qiu's strength.

Especially this time Jianqiu defeated her senior brother Jing Zixiu. If he defeated Long Wushuang, at least in terms of reputation, Jing Zixiu could maintain his reputation.

Even Long Wushuang of the Long family was defeated by Jian Qiu, so Jing Zixiu's defeat is not something that is difficult to accept.

While everyone outside the ring was predicting the outcome of this battle, the fighting on the field was reaching a fever pitch.

Long Wushuang displayed the Long family's boxing skills. His punches were fierce and open and closed, and he looked like he was swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, filling the entire arena with a strong evil spirit.

Even if everyone was not in the ring, they felt as if they were on the battlefield after feeling the aura released by Long Wushuang.

Although Jian Qiu did not pull out the long sword behind him, he also released his sword intention.

His sword intention was as sharp as an aloof sword, as if it could cut through the sky, and the domineering power of his sword intention was no less than that of Long Wushuang's fist seal.

The two forces collided in the ring, and for a moment there was a real feeling of being evenly matched.

"Jianqiu, the warm-up activity is over. Next, let you have a taste of my Long family's unique skills."

Long Wushuang shouted low, and the true energy in his body surged to the extreme, turning into a golden light and escaping from his body.

As Long Wushuang kneaded his hands, a golden handprint appeared in his palms.

"Dragon Emperor Seal!"

Long Wushuang let out a low cry, pushed hard with both hands, and the golden palm print suddenly flew out, and countless spiritual energy quickly gathered towards the golden Dragon Emperor Seal.

In an instant, a huge palm print appeared on the ring, as if it was going to cover the entire ring.

A terrifying force suddenly suppressed Jianqiu.

"This Dragon King Seal is somewhat interesting, but unfortunately, if Long Zhantian performed it himself, it would still satisfy me. You obviously lack some firepower."

Jianqiu looked arrogant, looking at the Dragon Emperor Seal sweeping in front of him, he said leisurely, and raised his right hand with a calm expression.

Sharp sword intent burst out from Jian Qiu's arm, intending to use his right arm as a sword to cut through the Dragon Emperor Seal.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of everyone around the ring changed slightly.

"Of course this Jianqiu is arrogant. Facing the Dragon Emperor's Seal from the Long family, he didn't even pull out his natal magic sword. He wanted to resist the Dragon Emperor's Seal with his body?"

"At the top sixteen, even if there is a disparity in strength, it is impossible to have such a big gap. As a sword cultivator, Jianqiu is a bit arrogant to want to resist the Dragon King's Seal with his physical body."

Many grandmasters around the ring frowned slightly when they saw what Jian Qiu was doing.

It is no joke to resist Long Wushuang's Dragon Emperor Seal with physical strength.

At the very least, looking at the whole of China, no genius can dare to say that he can take the Dragon Emperor's Seal with one hand.

Long Wu's eyes looked at Jianqiu despising him so much, a gloomy look appeared in his eyes, and the strength in his hands increased by three points.

The speed of this dazzling Dragon Emperor's Seal suddenly accelerated, and a dragon roar even roared out from this Dragon Emperor's Seal, as if it was trying to draw out the energy of the dragon veins under the Dragon Emperor Mountain.

Ye Chen, who was standing outside the ring, looked at the Dragon Emperor Seal and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although Long Wushuang has not mastered the essence of the Dragon Emperor Seal, he has learned a lot. The Dragon Emperor Seal can actually activate the surrounding dragon vein energy in Long Wushuang's hand.

If Long Zhantian performed it himself, it would probably be able to arouse the dragon's energy in this place.

Although Long Zhantian suffered a big loss in the last fight, he obviously hid his clumsiness and did not use his full strength.

And this guy must be plotting the energy of the dragon vein, otherwise this Dragon Emperor Seal would not be able to sense the energy of the dragon vein.

"This Long Zhantian is probably plotting the Yanjing Dragon Vein."

Ye Chen squinted his eyes, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

At the same time, the reflection of the Dragon Emperor's Seal appeared in Jianqiu's eyes.

An overbearing and overbearing aura enveloped his body from the front, suppressing him like a heavenly force.

"Open the sky!"

Jian Qiu spoke calmly, and an extremely sharp sword energy shot up from his body into the sky. An extremely domineering sword intention roared out, even across the ring, making the surrounding masters feel the sharp sword intention. Coming from afar.

A terrifying sword energy relied on Jian Qiu's right hand and suddenly roared out, turning into a sword energy several feet high and slashing directly at the Dragon Emperor Seal.

Boom!

A terrifying roar echoed throughout the arena.

The two forces collided together on the ring, and then erupted with terrifying energy, sweeping towards the surroundings, and then collided with the formations around the ring.

A golden barrier slowly appeared around the arena, blocking all the energy.

"What a sharp sword intention. It has been a long time since I saw a younger generation of sword cultivators in the martial arts world able to cultivate such a sharp sword intention."

Gu Wuji sat on the competition stage, watching the battle on the stage, with a look of admiration on his face.

Although Jianqiu has an arrogant personality, he has the capital to be arrogant.

Just with this sword intention, Jian Qiu's talent in the sword is extremely amazing.

With his strength, it must be a sure thing for him to step into the realm of demigods.

After today, in the future Chinese martial arts world, there will definitely be a sword cultivator in the demigod realm.

"Master, I heard that this Jianqiu came from Jiange. Jiange has disappeared from the Chinese martial arts world for decades. It is really strange that there is still a descendant who has appeared and practiced in the world."

Mo Yun stood beside Gu Wuji and said in a deep voice.

"In the age of great strife, even the inheritance of Jiange has entered the world. It seems that some other sects hidden in the darkness will probably choose to enter the secular world and compete."

Gu Wuji sighed softly and said with a leisurely expression: "Although this world of great struggle is wonderful, it is actually an extremely painful thing for most people. Faced with so many amazing talents, I want to Fighting for a future in this life is not an easy task.”

"Master, are there still some ancient sects that have never been born?" Mo Yun looked a little surprised when he heard Gu Wuji's words.

"Chinese martial arts has a long history. Do you think that the only place where China's martial arts is inherited are these famous families?"

Gu Wuji raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "There are more ancient sects hidden in the darkness than you think. Although they have declined, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The geniuses cultivated by these ancient sects can be It’s not as simple as you think.”

Mo Yun's expression was shocked, and he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.