Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of all the cultivators in Qingzhou looked unhappy. Gongsun Wuji's words attacked all of them indiscriminately.

But they couldn't say anything. Even Ji Wuming lost to him. What else was there to say?

Even if you don't like it in your heart, you have to accept it.

Leng Qianqiu's face was not looking good either. If Gongsun Wuji really won the first place today, it would undoubtedly be a slap in the face of the three major sects in Qingzhou.

But soon, a feeling of powerlessness arose in Leng Qianqiu's heart. She had originally planned to put her hopes on Ye Yu.

She believed that Ye Yu was no worse than Chi Hu or Yun Piaoyue.

But when she saw Ji Wuming's performance, she didn't think Ye Yu would be stronger than Ji Wuming.

No matter what, Ye Yu is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

"Brother Gongsun is so great! You are so awesome!" Ye Qingling ran to the edge of the ring, her face flushed, and she was very excited.

Gongsun Wuji looked at Ye Qingling and smiled, then said, "Sister Qingling, come up and push me down, then you will be the first."

Saying this in front of all the sects in Qingzhou is undoubtedly a slap in their faces. This is a sect conference!

It actually became a place for them to play.

Many sect leaders secretly clenched their fists, wishing they could go up and kill Gongsun Wuji personally.

"Hey, it's not over yet, and you're already celebrating?" Suddenly a rather helpless voice sounded.

When the people around looked over, they saw Ye Yu looking at Gongsun Wuji with a strange expression.

"Ye Yu, you really are here to pick up the spoils! Seeing that Brother Gongsun had just fought a big battle and was exhausted, you came out! You are so shameless!" Ye Qingling looked at Ye Yu coldly.

Ye Yu didn't even look at Ye Qingling. He turned to look at Gongsun Wuji on the stage and asked, "How are you? Do you need a break?"

"Haha, there's no need for that. The number one in Qingzhou is only at this level. You, the so-called number five in Qingzhou, can't even withstand my sword. If you want to be a hero, then come up!" Gongsun Wuji looked at Ye Yu with disdain.

Gongsun Wuji had naturally heard of Ye Yu, the prodigy who had recently become famous in Qingzhou.

But in Gongsun Wuji's eyes, Ye Yu was able to defeat Ye Fan not because Ye Yu was strong, but because Ye Fan was a waste!

What cultivators compete in the end is their skills and spiritual abilities. What spiritual abilities can someone like Ye Fan have, and how strong can he be?

Seeing that Gongsun Wuji said so, Ye Yu didn't act pretentiously. He stepped hard and stood on the ring.

Cheers suddenly rang out from below, with Lin Jingfeng's shouting being the loudest.

Regardless of the fact that many of them once regarded Ye Yu as a thorn in their eyes, now, at this moment, in their eyes, Ye Yu was fighting for the monks of Qingzhou Sect!

"How does it feel to be the center of attention? Do you want to enjoy it a little longer?" Gongsun Wuji said with a smile as he looked at the bustling square.

Ye Yu shook his head and said, "No need, let's do it."

Ye Yu had experienced this kind of scene before. When he was still the prince, the people of Dayan cheered even more enthusiastically than these monks.

At the same time, Ye Yu also understood that this glory and cheers were only temporary and could be transformed into sharp knives stabbing at him at any time.

Gongsun Wuji sneered, and then the spiritual energy around him surged again, as if turning into a gust of wind, which was obviously spiritual power with wind attribute.

This kind of spiritual power is extremely rare, and at the same time, the increase in combat power it brings is also enormous!

"Xuan Wang Sword Qi!" Gongsun Wuji shouted coldly. The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth boiled at this moment and continuously poured into Gongsun Wuji's sword.

The power of this attack is even stronger than the one used against Ji Wuming just now!

It was obvious that Gongsun Wuji wanted to use this sword to completely destroy the last bit of unwillingness in the heart of the Qingzhou cultivator.

Leng Qianqiu in the stands looked at the condensed hundred-foot sword energy, and her face gradually became solemn. If the sword energy was so terrifying, even she could not easily take it.

What level of spiritual skill is this Xuan Wang Sword Qi?

Earth rank? Or intermediate earth rank!

Ye Qingling's heart almost jumped out of her chest when she saw this scene. She looked at Gongsun Wuji with eyes full of admiration. This is the real strong man! This is her Prince Charming!

"If you want to show off, I have given you the last glory. You should die without regrets! Kill!" Gongsun Wuji shouted loudly, and the hundred-foot sword light instantly slashed towards Ye Yu.

Looking at the green sword energy rushing towards him, Ye Yu took a deep breath. A thin halo enveloped his body, and a rich aura of life spread throughout his body.

Along with a slight thunder sound, a thunder dragon pattern appeared on Ye Yu's chest at this moment.

It is the manifestation of the innate breathing method and the Phantom Dragon Wind and Thunder Body being operated to the extreme.

Then, Ye Yu flipped his palm and the Zixiao Sword appeared in his hand!

boom!

The sword energy slashed down, splitting the entire arena in two. The entire stands shook, and the sword energy that scattered everywhere was so strong that some disciples with lower cultivation felt a sharp pain just by looking at it.

After the strike, the sword energy turned into a gust of green wind, covering that place.

Looking at the area enveloped by the green sword energy, Ye Qingling snorted disdainfully and said cheerfully, "Serves you right! You only know how to play with these unorthodox methods! You deserve to die. If you die, there will be no one to compete with Brother Ye Xuan for the throne!"

Leng Qianqiu in the stands watched this scene and finally loosened his clenched fists.

Not only her, but the leaders of other sects all sighed when they saw this. It seemed that they were doomed to be beaten today!

There was no way around it. Gongsun Wuji was simply too strong among the younger generation! Perhaps even some sect leaders were no match for him.

Is the gap between Qinglei and other states really that huge?!

Leng Qianqiu took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and prepared to announce the result before Gongsun Wuji and Ye Qingling made trouble, so that he could at least retain the last bit of dignity.

But just as she was about to speak, she inexplicably felt a palpitation in her heart.

Not only her, but even Gongsun Wuji on the ring had his hair standing on end at this moment, and then he turned his head and looked at the wind-shaped sword energy in disbelief that had not yet dissipated.

Then a faint voice sounded.

"Heaven-slashing sword technique! Divide the sea!"

The moment the words fell, a blood-red beam of light shot up into the sky from the green gale, directly tearing the gale apart.

Leng Qianqiu took two steps back uncontrollably, looking at the blood-colored light column in disbelief. She was the head of the Qingyun Sect, at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, yet she could sense the breath of death in that blood-colored light column!

After a long while, the blood-colored light column dissipated, and under Gongsun Wuji's incredulous gaze, Ye Yu's figure slowly emerged, without even his clothes being damaged in the slightest.

In perfect condition!

However, Gongsun Wuji's gaze fell directly on the purple sword in Ye Yu's hand.

The word "Zixiao" appears so clear at this moment!

Purple Sky Sword!