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"Clang!"

After sending Yin Xuan flying with a palm, Zhou Qing then wielded his sword and clashed with Yao Qing's golden gloves. Sparks flew in all directions as the two of them explosively retreated.

Yao Qing stared fixedly at Zhou Qing, his face pale, his eyes filled with fear.

Just now, the latter had slapped Yin Xuan to the point where it was unknown if she was dead or alive. He had clearly witnessed it.

If that palm didn't slap Yin Xuan, but himself … He might not be as miserable as Yin Xuan, but he would never be any better either.

Yao Qing's heart palpitated as cold sweat soaked his back.

Why was Song Changqing so strong? How could someone who had just broken through to the late stage of Soul Condensation be so strong?

Since the other party is so powerful, why did he keep holding himself back when faced with my provocation?

Could it be that he wanted to catch him off guard and kill him?

The more Yao Qing thought about it, the paler his complexion became. He, who was usually fearless, was actually frightened by a mere late stage Soul Condensation cultivator!

Zhou Qing naturally did not know of Yao Qing's thoughts. At this moment, he was secretly happy in his heart.

Martial arts were divided into four ranks, Spirit Opening and Spirit Condensation. They could maximize one's battle prowess. If one's level of martial arts was high enough, one's strength would not be weak, and could even go up against high level cultivators.

Upon reaching the Spirit Realm, one's spiritual energy would be converted to mana, and the cultivator's main battle technique would be converted from a martial art to a spell. However, Zhou Qing's cultivation level was currently not high enough, and he was unable to use any spells.

Before his cultivation had been destroyed, he had made a bet with the Monk of the Golden Mountain Temple to obtain the Golden Spirit Heaven Shaking Palm.

The biggest characteristic of this martial art was that the stronger the physical body, the stronger the power!

He practiced the Allspirit Curse, and his physical body was already far stronger than cultivators of the same level. He had also gone through the tempering of the Demonic Qi and Spirit Pool, so his current physical strength had even surpassed the majority of peak Soul Condensation cultivators.

After his damaged meridians were repaired, the might of the Golden Spirit Heaven Shaking Palm was also formidable to the extreme!

Boom.

The Spiritual Energy within Zhou Qing's body surged as it rushed toward Yao Qing. The Cyan Jade Sword in his hand turned into a jade-green light as he ruthlessly slashed out.

Yao Qing was greatly shocked. He completely put away his contempt and completely activated the two inscription patterns. A golden light shone from his fists as he fought with Zhou Qingzhang.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Intense sounds of clashing metals resounded throughout the entire training field as the long swords and gloves collided. Sparks flew in all directions as the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy caused the expressions of the spectators to change drastically.

"Just how thick is Song Changqing's Spiritual Energy …"

On the spectator stand, the countenances of the crowd were incomparably solemn as some people murmured in a low voice.

That Golden Spirit Heaven Shaking Palm from before was extremely powerful and consumed a great amount of Spiritual Energy. If he were to use it once, he would probably need to drain half the Spiritual Energy within his body.

Before, in order to kill Yue Qing, Yao Qing had activated the four inscription patterns once, and now he was even using the two inscription patterns to battle, the consumption of his spirit energy was already extremely severe.

However, Song Changqing did not seem to be affected at all. As he slashed with his sword, his spirit energy was still surging. He was already on the verge of suppressing his opponent.

With so many powerful mages watching, Song Changqing would definitely not take the pill without anyone noticing.

In other words, the spiritual power that he could hold within himself was terrifyingly dense!

Only Su Mu wasn't surprised.

When he was in the Spirit Transformation Pool, he had already experienced the terrifying endurance of Zhou Qing's body.

Not only had he completely absorbed all of the energy within the Spirit Transformation Pool, but he had also consumed five hundred Soul Concentrating Pills. It would be strange if this brat's spirit energy wasn't vigorous!

Not only was the higher ups of the ancient monument shocked, Su Leng who was spectating on the side had an extremely marvelous expression.

When she thought about how she told Song Changqing to admit defeat earlier, a burning sensation appeared on her face.

Clang.

As everyone pondered, another loud sound came from the Martial Arts Practice Field.

The Azure Jade Dharma Sword lit up with two inscription patterns, and in the midst of the sword qi, Zhou Qing's sword slashed Yao Qing back.

Zhou Qing's strength was just as terrifying. It shook Yao Qing until his palm split open. Both his arms trembled slightly, and blood dripped down.

If this continued, he would be defeated without a doubt!

Yao Qing was well aware of this fact and didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He turned around and ran towards Luo Xuan's direction.

"Senior-apprentice Brother, join forces!"

"What a waste!"

As Luo Xuan opened and closed his fan, he erased the saber light. When he saw Yao Qing in a sorry state, his face instantly turned incomparably pitch-black.

Pei Jingying, who was standing to one side, was drenched in blood. When he turned to look at Zhou Qing and saw that the latter was still as calm as ever, his pupils constricted.

He had fought with Yao Qing before, and even though he could defeat the latter, he had consumed a lot of energy.

But seeing Song Changqing's expression, it seemed as though he did not use much strength at all …

This guy was so strong!

Pei Jingying was flabbergasted.

"Is this the so-called elite of the Mysterious Sky Sect?"

Zhou Qing walked step by step toward Yao Qing, his sword drawn up at an angle. He laughed coldly.

Luo Xuan and Yao Qing made him think of the three bastards that had tortured Bai Su to death. As such, their gazes were cold and filled with killing intent.

"Earlier, they clamored to kill me, so why didn't they fight them?"

"Or could it be that the elite disciples of your Profound Heaven Sect are just a bunch of trash who only know how to bully the weak?"

Zhou Qing sneered. His voice was loud like a bell. Under the support of his Spiritual Qi, his voice resounded in everyone's ears.

At this moment, whether it was Su Mu, the others, or the disciples from the ancient monument, all had odd expressions on their faces.

The Mysterious Sky Sect was named after the word "Mysterious Sky". It was the absolute ruler of the Mysterious Sky Continent.

Therefore, the elite disciples of the Mysterious Sky Sect had extremely prestigious statuses, and no one dared to provoke them.

However, this Song Changqing actually dared to mock him in front of so many people.

Strong enough, crazy enough!

"Trash, think of a way to delay them!" Wait until I defeat Pei Jingying, and we can kill him together! "

Luo Xuan was extremely infuriated. His elegant demeanor from before had long since disappeared, and his expression was somewhat sinister.

Yao Qing was stunned for a moment as a trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.

Today, with over a thousand people watching, if he were to really lose to a Late Spirit Condensation cultivator, it would be a complete disgrace to his maternal grandma. Furthermore, once he returned to the sect, his father would definitely skin him alive.

He could not lose, he absolutely could not lose!

"I'll kill you!"

Yao Qing raged and roared. His arms trembled as the four inscriptions gradually lit up.

Dong!

With a heavy stomp, both of Yao Qing's eyes were bloodshot as he madly rushed forward. His fists were emitting a dazzling golden light, looking like two small suns.

His face was deathly pale, but the four inscriptions grew brighter and brighter.

This strike seemed to have drained all the spiritual energy in his body and made him determined to kill Zhou Qing!

Feeling Yao Qing's majestic aura, a serious expression finally appeared in Zhou Qing's eyes.

"Burning Sun Fist!"

Yao Qing roared and his body suddenly leaped high into the sky. As the spirit energy around him surged, he suddenly threw out two punches.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of small suns formed in front of him. The shadows of his fists interweaved, forming an even larger, blazing golden sun that smashed down toward Zhou Qing!

The golden sun was wrapped up by an incomparably huge golden fist. It was incredibly dazzling and terrifying.

Solar Fist, a top-grade martial art!

Buzz.

The moment the golden fist landed, Zhou Qing felt as if his entire body had been firmly locked in place. It was as if his body had sunk into a quagmire, and the circulation of his spiritual energy stagnated.

Boom boom boom!

The huge golden fist smashed down, shattering the air layer by layer and causing sonic booms to resound incessantly.

At this moment, the thousands of disciples in the ancient monument were all holding their breaths and staring at the slender figure in the middle of the arena.

The power of this martial art was too strong, to the point that Yao Qing's arms showed signs of rupturing, bleeding profusely.

However, he was laughing, laughing like a madman!

The most powerful aspect of the Sunlight Fist was its ability to lock onto the opponent's aura, causing the opponent's body to sink into a quagmire. There was no way to avoid it; the opponent could only face it head on.

He was confident that even if Song Changqing did not die after this punch, he would at least be severely injured!

Zhou Qing raised his head and stared coldly at the rapidly expanding golden sun.

In the next moment, his spirit energy exploded and his figure abruptly disappeared.

Then, like a ghost, he quietly appeared behind Yao Qing!

"That is …" Teleportation?! "

Many of the disciples were aghast as they stared in disbelief at the figure that had suddenly appeared in midair.

Only Su Mu and the others could tell the seriousness on their faces.

Song Changqing's sudden appearance behind Yao Qing was not an instantaneous movement, but an extremely fast display of speed!

The distance between the two was too close, and Song Changqing's instantaneous explosive speed was too fast, making it seem as though he had teleported.

"Too fast …" What movement skill is that? "

The same question appeared in everyone's mind.

At the same time, Yao Qing's face was full of fear.

Song Changqing's aura had clearly been locked on by him, there was no way to avoid it, why did it suddenly disappear?

"Yao Qing, behind you!"

On the other side, Luo Xuan who was fighting against Pei Jingying had his eyes nearly pop out as he yelled.

Yao Qing was shocked and subconsciously turned his head to look.

In the instant he turned his head, the ice-cold sharp sword tip enlarged rapidly in his field of vision.

Pfft.

The sound of a sword entering flesh rang out. When Zhou Qing's sword had pierced through Yao Qing's forehead, the tip of his foot pushed against Yao Qing's body. He borrowed the force of the blow to once again use Wind Serene Steps.

Yao Qing's eyes quickly dimmed as his Sunlight Fist smashed onto the ground with a loud bang. A dazzling golden light exploded, instantly enveloping Yao Qing's body.

Boom!

An earth-shattering sound reverberated, causing ripples to appear on the mages' boundary. The dazzling golden light made many people subconsciously close their eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the golden light had dissipated. Yao Qing lay motionless on the ground.

His expression was still ferocious and his eyes were filled with frozen terror. Fresh blood mixed with brain matter gushed out from the wound on his forehead.

Mysterious Sky Sect elite Yao Qing, dead!

"This kid has stirred up a big trouble …"

In the stands, Su Mu felt a headache coming on.

If Yao Qing was just an elite disciple of the Mysterious Sky Sect, then so be it. However, since he had a powerful background, he was the son of an elder of the Mysterious Sky Sect.

That old lunatic who protected his son, Yao Xuan, would definitely go crazy if he knew that his son was killed …

On the field.

Luo Xuan waved the folding fan in his hand, causing a bloody wound to appear on Pei Jingying's chest as he turned to look at Zhou Qing. At this moment, his handsome face was extremely distorted.

"If you kill Yao Qing, Master will not let you off!"

As he roared, traces of fear appeared on his distorted face.

He never thought that things would develop to this point!

Yao Qing was Yao Xuan's son, and he was Yao Xuan's chief disciple and also Yao Qing's senior brother.

Normally, although Yao Qing fawned over him, in terms of status, he was even more respected than him.

From the beginning until the end, Yao Qing had been instigated by him this time when he came to the ancient monument's gate to provoke Zhou Qing, and the purpose was only to curry favor with Su Leng.

If Master found out the truth, she definitely wouldn't let him off lightly!

When Zhou Qing heard this, his expression remained indifferent, not showing any signs of shock.

Since he dared to kill, he was never afraid!

So what if he was the son of an elder of the Mysterious Sky Sect? After provoking him three times, he should be cut!

Holding the Blood Drop technique in his hand, Zhou Qing walked towards Luo Xuan step by step. Killing intent surged within his pitch-black eyes.

Since he had already killed one, he wasn't going to let this Luo Xuan go.

"Brother Pei, you should retreat first. Once I've killed Luo Xuan, I'll fight you to the death."

Zhou Qing looked at the complicated expression on Pei Jingying's face and said calmly.

Luo Xuan was stronger than Yao Qing. If he wanted to kill this person, even he had to go all out. It was difficult to control his strength.

Pei Jingying had warned him earlier that Zhou Qing was a rather good person, and Zhou Qing did not want to accidentally hurt him.

Pei Jingying nodded slightly. Without further ado, he quickly left the battlefield and sat down cross-legged in the distance, beginning to recover his spiritual power and injuries.

Clang!

The instant Pei Jingying retreated, the glow of the Azure Jade Dharma Sword shone brightly, and the sound of the sword resonated in the air.

Zhou Qing didn't want to drag it out any longer. With the full strength of his Wind Serenity Steps, he instantly arrived in front of Luo Xuan and slashed his sword downwards!