Chapter 911: Thousands of swords are exhausted and the eyebrows are lowered
Amid everyone's surprised and shocked discussions, Li Qing couldn't help but look at the circular transparent competition arena in the sky.
Wan Zailai and Pei Qingshan, who were trapped, were seen fighting together.
Pei Qingshan showed no mercy and directly manifested a green wood cave, and was about to suppress Wan Zailai.
Wan Zailai was happy and unafraid, and his body transformed into two and two into eight in an instant...
When Qingmu Cave Heaven fully appeared, tens of thousands of Dao Wan Lai's figures had already appeared in the competition field.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
Wan Zailai shouted loudly, and his countless clones looked solemn, and they all turned into swords and slashed towards the Qingmu Cave.
The sword light was like rain, bursting out with dazzling light.
Even the bright sun in the sky seemed a little gloomy at this moment.
Pei Qingshan's body was instantly turned into ashes in the countless sword rays.
Before the body could be regenerated, the newly born flesh and blood was annihilated by the sword light again.
The power of the sword is endless, as if there is no end.
The Qingmu Cave Sky was also trembling under the force of the sword light. It's so dangerous that it will collapse completely at any time.
"Surrender! I surrender!"
Pei Qingshan's hasty voice echoed throughout the sky.
A flash of white light flashed, and he retreated from the martial arts arena.
His figure was a little embarrassed, and his face showed fear that was completely different from the anger before.
"I accept it!" Wan Zailai sheathed his sword, and thousands of clones returned to his own body.
Looking down from the sky at the monks from Yiluzhou, the white clothes on their bodies made a hunting sound.
Pei Qingshan's defeat so quickly was beyond everyone's expectations.
Moreover, Wan Zailai's infinite sword light was really terrifying.
As a result, they have not yet recovered from the strong sense of suffocation and coercion just now.
So much so that he didn't even criticize Pei Qingshan.
The scene fell into dead silence.
"If anyone is dissatisfied, please come forward!"
"I'll block it with my sword again!"
The arrogant voice of the beautiful young man in white echoed in the sky above Yilv City.
Forced by his momentum, no monk dared to step forward to fight.
After all, everyone knows Pei Qingshan's strength. Even if Yuanying is perfect, it is impossible to defeat him as easily as Wan Zailai.
"I'm afraid only a monk who transforms into gods can surrender this person."
This thought flashed across the minds of all the monks present.
Ke Yi Luzhou's cultivator of gods was either in Yixinxian Sect or went to the front line.
Even if he were here, he might not have the face to fight Wan Zailai.
When the Nascent Soul cultivator fights against the Golden Pill, he is already bullying the smaller one.
Transformation of gods and golden elixir...
It can no longer be described as oppression. No god-transforming monk could lose face and do such a disgraceful thing.
And, if you lose...
I am afraid that I will become the laughing stock of the entire Wu Laohui and become a stepping stone for Wan Zailai to become famous completely.
The monks present had different thoughts and remained silent.
For a moment, the young man in white was allowed to show off his power above.
"It seems that there is really no one in Yilvzhou!"
Baiyi Wan Zailai said disdainfully.
"Young man, it's better not to be too crazy."
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
Immediately attracted the attention of all the monks in heaven and earth.
I saw an equally beautiful monk with a male and female appearance slowly flying into the air.
"This is Li Qing!"
He cupped his hand, and was then led to the martial arts arena by a white light.
"Oh?" Wan Zailai narrowed his eyes.
He was used to being arrogant and arrogant, and now he was being scolded by a young man who was not even older than him, so he was naturally very unhappy.
"Early stage of Nascent Soul?" Wan Zailai's eyes flashed with a dangerous light.
"I can suppress you with just one hand from the Golden Core realm without using the power of the cave!" Unexpectedly, Li Qing waved her hand and said in the most arrogant tone with a serious face.
At this time, it wasn't just Wan Zailai who suddenly changed his expression.
Even the monks from Yiluzhou who were watching the battle below were in a big uproar.
"Originally, I thought Wan Zai Lai was already crazy. I didn't expect Li Qing to be even crazier!"
"Brother Li seems a bit unfamiliar. Is he our Yilvzhou monk?"
"Nonsense, why do you have to stand out? I, Yili Prefecture, has a vast territory and rich resources. I thought this person should be a handsome man hiding in the fields!"
…
Everyone was talking about it.
Wan Zailai let out a gloomy laugh: "Very good. I can't wait to see you cut into pieces by Wan Jian."
Before he finished speaking, he used his strongest killing move.
"Ten Thousand Sword Jue!"
Still the same as the previous move, tens of thousands of clones instantly appeared in the martial arts arena.
But what is different from Wan Jian Guizong is that this time it is no longer a simple sword-cutting.
Instead, each clone used different sword techniques with their fingers.
The sky was instantly illuminated by colorful sword lights.
One after another, the shadows of swords of different shapes appeared one after another.
Then they let out sword roars like dragon roars, and all roared towards Li Qing.
The sword light tore through the space, causing endless tremors. Even the transparent martial arts arena where they were imprisoned had cracks.
The monks from Yiluzhou below all widened their eyes when faced with this mammoth scene.
"So this is Wan Zailai's true strength?"
"It's too strong! I'm afraid even those who are not cultivators of gods will be defeated by this move!"
"What's the origin of Wan Zailai? But the golden elixir is so strong. If he can break through to the Nascent Soul, what's the point?"
…
At this moment, everyone present was deeply amazed.
At the same time, they all believed that the little-known monk Li Qing would definitely be defeated by this Ten Thousand Swords Technique.
But before they had time to feel sorry, they heard the endless sound of swords.
Li Qing's sonorous and powerful long chant sounded: "Let you kill millions with your sword..."
"You must lower your eyebrows when you meet me!"
Not very loud.
But he suppressed all the sword sounds without any doubt.
And in this electric light and flint, in the martial arts arena in the sky, a scene that made all the monks present stunned.
I saw countless sword strikes that were like thousands of light dragons, rushing towards Li Qing.
When they were about to hit Li Qing, they were all forced to slow down.
Finally, he stopped completely in front of Li Qing.
Numerous shadows of different swords appeared.
"Um?"
Li Qing glanced at them.
Then, no matter how reluctant he was, under Li Qing's gaze, the countless swords all trembled slightly and lowered their sword tips!
"go!"
Li Qing drank lightly.
Thousands of sword shadows then turned against the enemy and changed direction.
In turn, he attacked Wan Zailai, who was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face, and he still didn't know what to do!
Seeing that Wan Zailai was about to be dismembered by his ultimate move.
A white light emerged, and the next moment, his figure disappeared into the martial arts arena.
Back on the ground.
But no one cares about him now.
The eyes of all the monks present were focused on Li Qing.