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"Hahaha!" Senior Brother Yuan, what did this kid say? "

"Listening to what you're saying, Senior-apprentice Brother Yuan wants to replace you!"

When these words came out, the disciples who had besieged Qin Rufeng earlier all laughed at Qin Rufeng's bedraggled appearance. For a moment, the originally solemn fighting arena was filled with a sense of ridicule.

On the other hand, Yuan Yi was frowning slightly as he stared at Qin Rufeng with a grave expression. It was unknown what he was thinking about.

All of a sudden, Qin Rufeng lifted up the Nine Divine Palace Sword in his hands. A cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and with a swish, a cold light flashed. The emerald green bamboo bodies on both sides of the sword actually fell off, revealing a slender sword body that was as thin as a cicada's wing.

This was the true sword body of the Nine Divine Palace Sword. The two layers of bamboo that had originally held the sword body were usually like scabbards. With those two layers of bamboo, even though the Nine Divine Sword Technique was incomparably sharp, it definitely wasn't at its current level.

Furthermore, the moment the two bamboo layers on the body of the sword fell off, the killing intent on Qin Rufeng would be released a hundred times over. At that time, Qin Rufeng would be like a demon.

Even in his previous life, Qin Rufeng rarely completely exposed the sword body of the Nine Divine Palace Sword, because in that state, he would have become a true lunatic, a lunatic who could destroy the heavens and the earth.

The moment the body of the Nine Divine Palace Sword was completely exposed to the air, the entire Xuanyuan formation fell into a trance before turning from yellow to a translucent color.

The air around Qin Rufeng seemed to have frozen, as if it was about to break away from the entire space. His cultivation had also once again returned to the Profound realm when the Xuanyuan Array had become translucent.

The disciples who had sensed his cultivation could no longer laugh. This year's new disciple had managed to reach the Profound Master Stage in only half a month's time. The trash that Ling Ruo Kong was talking about? Poor kid?

Qin Rufeng's boundless killing intent surged as it gathered around him, forming a whirlpool that swirled like a gale. Qin Rufeng, who was at the center of the storm, was emitting a strong profound energy!

"This... Just how many people have you killed to form such a strong killing intent?! " The many disciples around Yuan Yi had long since lost the feeling of laughter and the wind blowing. Instead, they all looked at Yuan Yi with fear and trepidation.

At this time, Qin Rufeng was like a demon from hell, looking down on the world.

Some of the elders standing outside looked at Lin Zhengying with a pale face. They did not know what to do either. In all the years of the competition, nothing like this had ever happened before. The most surprising thing was that there would be bloodshed. However, this level of killing intent had never been seen before.

Even the Elders of the Huang Pavilion had never seen such killing intent before, let alone these disciples who were only in their twenties.

Lin Zhengying's originally serious face gradually calmed down as he caught the leaves floating through the air. At the same time, he signaled for the surrounding elders to calm down.

To the side, Ling Ruo Kong's face turned pale with fright. She had never thought that an ant-like person in her eyes would be able to give him such a big shock.

Even though Yuan Yi's face was also pale, he stroked the nine-section whip in his hand and still charged forward.

Ling Ruo who was at the side had the idea of holding Yuan Yi back, but Yuan Yi caught up to her and walked towards the whirlpool.

At this time, the killing intent in Qin Rufeng's eyes grew even stronger. The Nine Divine Palace Sword suddenly flew out of his hand, flipped in the air, and was forced by his profound energy to explosively shoot towards Yuan Yi.

The extremely thin sword blade released a series of loud and clear sharp sounds as it collided with Yuan Yi's body. It was like the angry roar of heavenly thunder.

Yuan Yi's hand moved and twisted the nine-section whip in his hand into a disk. Like a black moon, he sent it in front of him.

The sound of the thunder claps struck the black moon. The black moon was instantly scattered, but it still tenaciously gathered together. The original black moon instantly split into two rounds, one black moon, and one white mirror.

Yuan Yi practiced the Shadow Fantasy Yin-Yang Whip, which were the Black Moon Whip and the White Realm Whip. Each of these forms had been developed by him after exhausting all his efforts since he started cultivating in the Profound realm.

Yuan Yi quietly stood under the light of the two black and white lights. His face was surprisingly calm, as if Qin Rufeng's attack was just a bluff.

Qin Rufeng desperately circulated the remaining profound energy in his body. In the blink of an eye, the Nine Divine Wind Sword had risen to the peak of the battling arena. Then, with the activation of his two hands, he swung down from the sky!

This strike was so strong that it seemed as if Yuan Yi would be smashed into pieces! Not to mention, this was also Qin Rufeng's final attack.

After experiencing so many intense battles, Qin Rufeng had long ago exhausted all of his profound strength. Not to mention that Yuan Yi's cultivation realm was far superior to his, so naturally, the profound energy within his body was much more than his.

However, Qin Rufeng's advantage was that he knew how to maximize the use of profound energy, and his control over profound energy far exceeded everyone else's. After all, he was someone who was infinitely close to the legendary Sovereign Realm in his previous life.

Yuan Yi's eyes were fixated on the Nine Divine Palace Sword that was coming down from the sky. He jumped up at the same time and actually went to meet it head on in the direction of the Nine Divine Palace Sword's descent!

The black moon and white mirror in front of him were activated consecutively, and in the blink of an eye, they were sent flying towards the Nine Divine Palace Sword. There was a soft sound.

The Nine Mystical Moon Sword descended brazenly, but Yuan Yi's black moon-shaped nine-section whip was only able to be blocked for less than half a breath before it was pierced through by the Nine Mystical Sword!

The black moon turned into nine whips and returned to Yuan Yi's hands. Yuan Yi's chest rolled over as he spat out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that the black moon's defeat had caused him to suffer quite a few injuries.

At this moment, the Nine Divine Palace Sword had already collided with the force of the white mirror. Although it was not directly destroyed like the black moon, it was still pushed back by the sword's momentum.

At this time, Yuan Yi coincidentally spat out a mouthful of blood. The white mirror immediately had a bit more blood-red light. The blood-red light was especially conspicuous under the milky white light.

However, the white mirror that was on the verge of collapsing slowly solidified in the midst of this mouthful of blood. This unforeseen event had forcefully pulled back the Nine Divine Palace Sword that was advancing forward!

At this moment, Yuan Yi coldly laughed, as if all of this was within his calculations and he had anticipated this long ago.

Immediately after, his entire body flipped, and with the Black Moon Nine Segment Whip in his left hand, he swung it in a large circle, throwing it towards the white mirror, which was in the middle of its stalemate with Qin Rufeng.