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"Nine Heavens?" When Jin Gui saw that there was another challenger, he immediately said excitedly, "Having the strength of the ninth heaven, he should be from one of the ten great sects, right? Report your name. "

"Blade Sect, Lei Ao."

"Blade Sect? That piece of trash from before also use a blade, could he also be a member of your blade faction? " Jin Gui mocked.

Lei Ao sneered: "My blade faction's people are trash, it's not up to you to judge. You've been standing in the arena for long enough, you should get lost."

"Haha, if you have the ability, then get me out of here. Come, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. I'll let you chop me three times while I'm standing." The Golden Ghost slapped his chest with all his might, even provoking Lei Ao with his fingers.

"Why would I need to use a blade to deal with you?" Lei Ao lightly stomped on the ground, and with ghostly steps, he left an afterimage as his real body appeared behind Golden Ghost.

"You …" Golden Ghost was startled by this ghost-like speed. Just as he let out a scream, his shoulder tightened.

"Get lost, the Immortal Alliance isn't a place where you, the Infernal domain, can behave atrociously."

Lei Ao grabbed the arm of the Golden Ghost and flung it with all his might. The powerful force actually threw the Golden Ghost out of the city.

After three years of cultivation, the strength of his body had already reached an extremely terrifying level. Furthermore, ever since the purple phoenix had settled in his small world, he had been able to safely borrow a portion of its power.

If he were to borrow the purple phoenix's power, his battle strength would increase tenfold, and this was only a conservative estimate. However, this power placed a great burden on his body. If he were to use his full strength, Lei Ao would only be able to endure for a quarter-hour at most.

A quarter of an hour was enough for him to execute all the techniques he had learned. As long as the difference in strength wasn't too great, no one would be able to stop him for a quarter of an hour.

In that instant, the entire Lin Yuan City was silent. In the past three days, many practitioners had suffered losses under the turtle shell of the Golden Ghost. However, no one had ever thought of other ways to force the other party out of the arena.

Lei Ao did it easily and cleanly. After a few seconds of peace, the entire Lin Yuan City erupted into cheers. On the other hand, the other two people from the Heavenly Fiend Castle had very ugly expressions.

This was especially true for the Tyrant Sword Pavilion. The defense they had lost to Jin Gui was not considered a loss, it was just that they had not been able to come up with a method like Lei Ao's.

The humiliation of being defeated by the Golden Ghost, he had to take it back from Lei Ao!

Many people had this idea in their minds. The elder of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion took the initiative to shoot a look at his disciples, before anyone else could, and jumped into the arena.

"Gu Yue from the Tyrant Sword Pavilion, challenges you!"

Gu Yue was a hidden core disciple of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion. In order to fight Lei Ao, the Tyrant Sword Pavilion had spent all their resources and countless spiritual herbs to raise Gu Yue's cultivation.

With the support of the entire sect, Gu Yue's cultivation rose sharply, stopping at the ninth heaven just like Lei Ao. Breaking through was not something that could be solved by external forces, it required oneself to comprehend the dao's concept.

Gu Yue knew her mission was to defeat Lei Ao. She had already been angered by her loss to Jin Gui, and now that the opportunity was right in front of her, she wasn't willing to let it go.

Unexpectedly, Lei Ao didn't even look at him, coldly said "Not interested" and turned to leave the stage.

"You …" Gu Yue didn't expect Lei Ao to reject her offer, so she asked, "A dignified Chief Disciple of the Saber Sect, does he not even have the courage to join the battle?"

"Using a child's provocation will only insult your intelligence. If you want to challenge the host, I'll let you have it."

Lei Ao had an evil smile on his face. He couldn't wait for the Immortal Alliance to take over his position. If the Golden Ghost was defeated, the Infernal domain's people would definitely not let this matter rest. Now, the moment he fell asleep, someone sent him a pillow. The trouble was, he would let the Tyrant Sword Pavilion carry him.

Seeing that Lei Ao was not willing to continue the fight, the elder was just about to mock him. However, before he could finish his sentence, the complacency on his face instantly froze.

Looking back at the arena, just as Lei Ao left, the people from the Infernal domain followed. The people from the Immortal Alliance immediately understood Lei Ao's intentions. They were lucky that they were the first to be taken by the Tyrant Sword Pavilion, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to take the lead.

Among the younger generation, he was probably the most astute. The blade faction had picked up a treasure this time, but unfortunately they couldn't see his true strength. The various sects of the Immortal Alliance were guessing that before Lei Ao displayed his strength, just his courage and foresight was enough to convince them.

"Tian Sha Stronghold, Luo Hai."

On the stage, a fierce-looking young man sized Gu Yue up with a cold gaze, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Without a word, the two exchanged their names and began exchanging blows. The Tyrant Sword Pavilion followed a gentle path, their movements were nimble and fluid. Luo Hai, on the other hand, excelled at speed, leaving a trail of afterimages in the arena, causing people to be unable to pinpoint his true position.

In terms of speed, Luo Hai was not inferior to Lei Ao. However, other than speed, the Ghost Steps' characteristic was that it was a dodging footwork. Luo Hai's speed posed no threat to Lei Ao.

Gu Yue was on par with Luo Hai, so no one could do anything in a short time. It was not by luck that the Tyrant Sword Pavilion had been able to resist the blade faction for thousands of years. Although Gu Yue's speed was slower than Luo Hai's, she was still able to block off his position with her outstanding sword moves.

Two hours later, the Taoist Elder was the first to shake his head: "The Tyrant Sword Pavilion lost."

"Unfortunately, his strength isn't inferior to theirs. It's just that he lost in experience." The Rushing Thunder Pavilion's elder spoke in an amiable tone.

At this moment, everyone could see that due to the lack of a battle, Gu Yue's anger had already started to rise. Luo Hai, on the other hand, remained calm. The disdain in his eyes became denser and denser.

The Infernal domain was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. Every single expert had to step over a million corpses to reach the peak of cultivation. It was the same for Luo Hai. Although he was only in the Dao Seeking stage, he had killed quite a number of experts of the same level along the way.

In terms of battle experience, the Immortal Alliance was far inferior to the Infernal domain and the demon race. Especially for the demon clan, it was a world where they could rely on devouring their own kind to obtain the chance to evolve. After the birth of the demon beasts, they would have to think of a way to survive after a short period of growth.

Survival of the fittest is the rule of the biological chain.

Gu Yue had always been treated as a core disciple of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion. Aside from teaching his seniors in the sect, the rest of the younger generation would always let him have some free time, regardless of his future identity.

This resulted in Gu Yue's invincible mentality. Compared to Luo Hai who had grown up in the Demon Area, he knew that the closer he got to his opponent, the more calm he had to remain in battle. A small flaw was enough for him to obtain victory.

The outcome of this defeat was already decided. The face of the Elder from the Tyrant Sword Pavilion could not be any uglier. The head disciple of the sect had battled twice and both times had ended in failure. This had a huge impact on the reputation of the Tyrant Sword Pavilion.

The other sects began to worry as well. The arena had once again fallen into the hands of the Infernal domain. Who would be the one to snatch it back this time? If it was still Lei Ao that took action, then the blade faction's prestige would rise to an unprecedented level, and their goal of attacking the blade faction this time would be for naught.

Everyone had their own ulterior motives. There were only two people who could see the essence of the matter clearly and did not care about fame or profit.

One of them was Yang Feng, the other was Fei Yan, an elder of the Floating Flower Palace.

This Hidden Dragon Battle was destined to not be limited to the Immortal Alliance from the beginning. With the intervention of the two major powers, the Immortal Alliance would not be able to resist the two foreign forces if they were to maintain this internal conflict.

Yang Feng watched from the sidelines and scoffed at this group of big sects that were obsessed with fame and wealth. As for Feiyan, she sighed in her heart. The worry on her beautiful face could be vaguely seen under the veil.

Elder Bai was a cunning fox, he could also see that things had already exceeded his expectations. Even though there were eight from the top ten sects in the Immortal Alliance, the ones who could truly make decisions were the Mao Mountain Sect and the Heavencraft Pavilion.

Before the two sects arrived, the Demon and Demon powers wouldn't even bother with them.

"Lei Ao, Tyrant Sword Pavilion is definitely going to lose, and that Demon Region youth will definitely challenge you. What are your plans?" Elder Bai asked softly.

"What else can we do? If it's a challenge from someone other than the Immortal Alliance, I have no reason to avoid it. " Lei Ao was depressed. This Tyrant Sword Pavilion is too useless.

"Well said. If you avoid the battle, I'm afraid that the Immortal Alliance no longer has a place for the Saber Sect." Elder Bai praised.