Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

On the battle platform illuminated by starlight, the saber light flashed and clashed fiercely with the glowing lotus. Shocking waves of air exploded from within, and tornadoes appeared unceasingly. The surrounding air became exceptionally sharp.    

The moment they attacked, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves in an instant, and their blades rained down in an exceptionally intense manner.    

Hee Yige was indeed a dark horse that had risen to power as a rogue cultivator. He didn't seem to be at a disadvantage when facing the proud daughter of heaven from the Hundred Flowers Palace. The blade in his hand was sharper than he had imagined, and he couldn't even understand the word 'endure' that he had used.    

Xia Yuhee was the same. The various killing techniques of the Hundred Flowers Palace were displayed in front of her pair of delicate hands. When her hand touched the blade, flowers danced in the air. It was as if a grand formation had been set up, completely sealing off the overbearing blade light that Hee Yige was trying to attack.    

The two of them didn't have the blood feud between Ao Lingchen and Zhou Yong, so their attacks were naturally not as ferocious as theirs. However, their performance wasn't any worse than theirs, and even... Because of Xia Yuhee, this beautiful flower fairy, the reason why she attacked seemed even more alluring. It was even more impressive.    

The cheers continued to ring out. Almost everyone's attention was attracted by the collision of the fighting platforms. The brutal and tragic incident of Zhou Yong being killed and turned into ashes seemed to have been forgotten at this moment.    

The people's attention on one thing wasn't as deep as they had imagined. As long as another thing that attracted their attention happened, it would be able to shift everyone's attention away.    

However, there were two people whose eyes had never left Ao Lingchen.    

On the nebula, Wang Boyong's eyes were filled with a fierce killing intent. His red pupils represented his desire to kill.    

If he wanted to judge the person with grief, Wang Boyong was afraid that he would be on the list. In the first round of the secret realm, two of his sons had died tragically. The talented disciples of the sect had died one after another, for revenge. He had paid a huge price to forcefully raise Zhou Yong from a powerful Peak of Martial Sect Stage to the Half Step Martial King.    

Initially, they thought that Zhou Yong would help him take revenge for his two sons, but who would have thought that he, who carried the hope of the entire village, would die miserably in the hands of Ao Lingchen, the devil? What he had done had become a joke.    

If it wasn't for Lee Zhen keeping an eye on him and the warning given by the Saint Asura Sect Expert, Wang Boyong would have killed him himself. He would have personally sent Ao Lingchen, his enemy, to hell.    

Besides Wang Boyong, the one who was still paying attention to Ao Lingchen was Murong Feng, the inheritor of the scholarly faction, who came from the same place as him.    

From the moment Ao Lingchen stepped down from the platform, Murong Feng's eyes had never left him. He was staring at Ao Lingchen with greed in his eyes, as if there was something on his body that was attracting him.    

"It's a high-ranked bloodline. Ao Lingchen actually has a high-ranked bloodline in his body."    

Murong Feng roared madly in his heart. There was a voice that sounded like a madman, "I want to get him. I want to get him."    

"Hundred Blossoms!"    

All of a sudden, a shout came from the fighting stage, followed by a bright light that filled the sky. A deafening explosion was heard, causing Murong Feng to look over in a daze.    

Even Ao Lingchen, who had closed his eyes tightly to heal himself, subconsciously opened his eyes.    

In the wild storm, a bright light filled the sky. A hundred lotus flowers that were emitting colorful light bloomed in an instant. Each lotus flower contained a powerful energy.    

What was even more amazing was that the moment these hundred lotus flowers bloomed, these rays of light suddenly turned into overbearing beams of light that shot towards Murong Feng, who was waving his blade in the middle.    

The energy that erupted from these beams of light was extremely powerful. Each beam of light was equivalent to an all-out attack from a Peak of Martial Sect Stage. However, this attack was a series of powerful attacks, and a hundred beams of light shot out at the same time.    

This scene was shocking. Even Ao Lingchen, who had just killed Zhou Yong, couldn't help but widen his eyes.    

This attack was very terrifying. Even he felt a tremendous pressure from it.    

A strike with the full strength of a Peak of Martial Sect Stage wasn't easy to defend against. When such a powerful attack reached a certain number, it would cause a qualitative change. Over a hundred attacks were extremely powerful, even if it was a Half Step Martial King. * Hong Long...... *    

The Hundred Flowers Palace's means were extraordinary, and they were able to make people exclaim in admiration when they launched their attacks. They were truly amazing.    

"What a splendid scene!"    

Ao Lingchen's pale and bloodless lips opened and closed slightly. He then spoke in a serious tone.    

Even Ao Lingchen felt threatened by Xia Yuhee's attack. He had placed himself in the middle of it. He was secretly comparing whether he could withstand such an attack or not.    

The answer was yes. Ao Lingchen dared to say that in the face of such an attack, he was able to block it, but it wasn't because of his strength. It was because of the Nine-floored Tower. With this pagoda as a shield, perhaps he would be in a very sorry state. But he could still survive.    

As Ao Lingchen was sighing with emotion, hundreds of rainbow-colored rays of light shot out in front of Hee Yige.    

"Ocean of Death, Blade of the Four Directions!"    

All of a sudden, Hee Yige, who was facing an overwhelming attack, bent his legs slightly, lowered his center of gravity, and held the long blade in his right hand up slightly. His feet were like axis, and he was spinning quickly.    

Violent blade light swept out and turned into a huge ball of blade energy.    

With the blade as a shield and air defense as a circle, Hee Yige wanted to use this kind of unusual method to block the attacks from all directions.    

"Boom!"    

A deafening explosion was heard. An astonishing pressure exploded from the collision. It was like a stormy sea that swept away everything in its path.    

In an instant, the entire fighting stage was engulfed by the storm. Hee Yige, who had transformed his blade into a shield, was also completely submerged in the storm.    

After an unknown period of time, the storm gradually subsided. The hundred seven-colored lotus flowers that bloomed had already disappeared, leaving only the last one floating in front of Xia Yuhee. A confident smile appeared on her face.    

She seemed to have already seen the result of the collision and the scene of victory.    

The wind and clouds swept across, revealing Hee Yige's appearance on the fighting stage. At this moment, he seemed to be in a very sorry state. His body was half-squatting. He was holding the long blade with both hands, maintaining the posture of swinging it upwards. However, his clothes were already tattered, and traces of blood could be seen on his body. The scarlet blood completely dyed his tattered robe red.    

Time seemed to have frozen on this scene. Everyone was staring at the motionless Hee Yige. They were all guessing what had happened to him. Had he blocked it?    

"Cough cough!"    

After a quarter of an hour, the frozen scene was broken by a cough.    

With a cough, a mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed onto the fighting stage. Hee Yige used all his strength to support his body and his legs went soft. He knelt down on one knee. At this moment, his face turned from red to pale and colorless.    

"You have won. The Hundred Flowers Palace's Hundred Blossoms is indeed worthy of its reputation. Fairy Xia is indeed powerful and admirable."    

Slowly raising his pale face, Hee Yige looked at Xia Yuhee with a complicated expression. He felt very unpleasant in his heart.    

Hee Yige's goal this time was to get the first place even if he couldn't get it. Who would have thought that he would get into the top three? In the end, he still couldn't defeat Xia Yuhee. Furthermore, looking at the indifferent face of the latter, he knew that the other party had held back. Indeed, her reputation was well-deserved. Under her fame, there was no need for a gentleman.