Everyone was full of surprise and amid the shocking discussion, Li Qing couldn't help but look at the round transparent martial arts competition venue in the sky.

I saw that Wan Zailai, who was trapped in it, had already fought with Pei Qingshan at this time.

Pei Qingshan showed no mercy and directly showed a green wood cave, and was about to suppress Wan Zailai.

Wan Ai came but was not afraid. In an instant, his body turned into two, and two turned into eight...

When the Aoki Cave Heaven fully appeared, tens of thousands of figures of coming back appeared in the competition venue.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

Wan Zailai shouted loudly, and his countless clones looked solemn, and they all turned into swords and slashed towards Qingmu Cave Heaven.

The sword light was like rain, bursting out with dazzling light.

Even the sun in the sky seemed a little dull at this moment.

Pei Qingshan's body instantly turned into ashes in the countless sword lights.

Before the body was born again, the flesh and blood that had just been born was annihilated by the sword light again.

The sword is endless, as if it has no end.

The Qingmu Cave Heaven was also trembling constantly under the pressure of the sword light. It was in danger and was about to collapse completely at any time.

"Surrender! I surrender!"

Pei Qingshan's panic voice resounded throughout the sky.

A white light flashed and he retreated from the martial arts field.

His figure was a little embarrassed, and his face was completely different from the anger he had before.

"I'm giving in!" Wan Zailai took the sword and Wan Qian's clone returned to himself.

In the air, the monks in Yiluzhou were watching the sound of white clothes on their bodies.

Pei Qingshan lost so quickly, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.

Moreover, the infinite sword light that comes again is really terrifying.

It has not relieved them from the strong sense of suffocation and persecution just now.

So there was no accusation against Pei Qingshan.

The scene fell into a dead silence.

"If anyone is dissatisfied, come up!"

"I will use another sword to block it!"

The beautiful boy in white was full of arrogant voice echoed over Yilu City.

Forced by his momentum, no monk dared to come forward to fight for a moment.

After all, everyone knows Pei Qingshan's strength. Even if the Nascent Soul is perfect, it is impossible to defeat him so easily like Wan Zailai.

"I'm afraid only a god-transforming monk can subdue this person."

This thought flashed through the monks present at the same time.

But the god-making monks in Yiluzhou were either in the Yixin Immortal Sect or went to the front line.

Even if you are here, you may not have the face to fight Wan Zai.

When the Nascent Soul monk fights the Golden Pill, he is already bullying the small by the big one.

The God Transformation Battle of the Golden Pill...

It can no longer be described as oppression. No god-transforming monk can pull his face down and do such a disgraceful act.

And, if you lose...

I am afraid it will become a laughing stock of the entire Five Old Man Association and a stepping stone for the whole story of this Wanyuan.

The monks present had different thoughts and remained silent.

For a moment, the boy in white was allowed to show off his power above.

"It seems that there is no one in Yiluzhou!"

Baiyi Wan came back and said disdainfully.

"Young people, it's better not to be too crazy."

At this moment, a cold sound suddenly rang.

It immediately attracted the attention of monks from all over the world.

I saw a monk who was also extremely beautiful, with a boy and a girl slowly flew into the air.

"Let's go to Li Qing!"

He bowed his hand and was then led to the martial arts field by Bai Guang.

"Oh?" Wan Zailai narrowed his eyes.

He has always been accustomed to being arrogant and arrogant. At this moment, he was scolded by a young man who looked not as old as him, in the tone of a junior trainer.

"Previous stage of Nascent Soul?" A dangerous light flashed in Wan Zailai's eyes.

"I don't use the power of the cave heaven, and you can suppress you with one hand in the Golden Pill Realm!" Unexpectedly, Li Qing waved her hand and said seriously in the most arrogant tone.

Now, it was not just Wan Zailai's erotic change.

Even the monks of Yilizhou who were watching the battle below were in a big uproar.

"I originally thought that this ten thousand will be crazy. I didn't expect that Li Qing will be even more crazy!"

"This brother Li seems to be a little jealous. Is he a monk from Yiluzhou?"

"Nonsense, why don't you have to make a comeback? I, Yiluzhou, have a lot of resources, and I think this is a hero who is hidden in the fields!"

...

Everyone was talking.

Wan Zailai let out a gloomy laugh: "Very good. I can't wait to see you being dismembered by Wan Jian."

Before he finished speaking, he used his strongest killing move.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

Just like the previous moves, tens of thousands of clones appeared in the martial arts field in an instant.

But unlike the Wan Jian Guizong, this time it is no longer a simple sword-cutting.

Instead, each clone used a different sword skill.

The sky was illuminated by colorful sword lights in an instant.

The phantoms of swords of different shapes emerged one after another.

Then he let out a sword roar like a dragon's roar, and roared towards Li Qing together.

The sword light teared the space, causing endless tremors. Even the transparent martial arts field that imprisoned them, there were cracks.

The monks from Yiluzhou below all widened their eyes when facing this massive scene.

"So this is Wan Zainai's real strength?"

"It's too strong! I'm afraid that if it's not a god-transforming cultivator, they will lose their grudges under this move!"

"What is the origin of this ten thousand come again? But the golden elixir is so strong. If he can break through to the Nascent Soul, then how can he be?"

...

At this moment, everyone present exclaimed deeply.

At the same time, they all believe that the unknown monk Li Qing would definitely be defeated by this Wanshen Art.

But they didn't have time to feel sorry, but they heard the endless sound of swords.

Li Qing's powerful long chant sounded: "Let your swords determine millions..."

"You need to lower your eyebrows when you meet me!"

The sound is not very loud.

But he undoubtedly suppressed all the sword sounds.

And in this flash of lightning, a scene happened in the martial arts field in the sky that made all the monks present dumbfounded.

I saw countless sword tricks that were like thousands of light dragons, rushing towards Li Qing.

When they were about to bombard Li Qing, they were all forced to slow down together.

Finally, he stopped completely in front of Li Qing.

Countless phantoms of different swords were revealed.

"Um?"

Li Qing glanced at them.

Then even though he was unwilling to accept it, under Li Qing's gaze, the countless swords all trembled slightly and lowered the tip of the sword!

"go!"

Li Qing shouted lightly.

Thousands of sword shadows then turned against each other and changed direction.

In turn, he looked at Dai Ruo Muji with disbelief. He had not figured out what he sent and was attacking again!

Seeing that Wan Ailai was about to be dismembered by his ultimate move.

A white light emerged, and the next moment, his figure disappeared into the martial arts field.

Back to the ground.

But no one cares about him at this moment.
Chapter completed!