I quit the sect and became a demon cultivator. Master and Sister kneel down to beg for forgiveness.

Silence fell on the circular staircase of Quexian Tower.

Those who were climbing the stairs stopped, those who were fighting put away their weapons, and all looked at Li Changqing, with a look of gloating in their eyes.

The power of the Li family clan belongs to different princes, and there is conflict among them, but they have one thing in common.

The Divine Capital only allows the power of five princes. Any more would be a potential threat.

Li Changqing's ambition must be nipped in the bud.

Li Chen sent Li Zhengyang to take action, which caught everyone off guard. They all wanted to see how talented this famous genius from Yingtian Academy was and how Li Changqing would be defeated miserably.

"Is this the Divine King Sect's technique?"

Li Chen leaned forward and looked down again, "I want to see how he defeated Cui Hao in Zongzheng Mansion!"

The strength displayed by Li Changqing will determine how Li Chen treats him in the future.

If he is just a name and his cultivation is wasted, I will give him a chance to live today and let him become a rich and noble prince, just to give Li Zhan a thought.

If he is really as powerful as the legend says, he will have to pay the price for his youthful recklessness.

Li Changqing glanced at the people on the ninth floor who were looking down at him, and he immediately felt disgusted.

Since entering the Divine Capital, he has never taken the initiative to provoke anyone, but because it might affect their interests, they would try every means to put him to death.

Do you really think that the prince who returned from Kusano is a soft persimmon?

Li Changqing swung his sword, and the Wanxiang sword force spread out. With a loud bang, the momentum was shattered by Li Zhengyang, and he took a step back.

"OK!"

Li Chen clapped his hands in praise, and the sound fell into Li Changqing's ears.

"These past few years at Yingtian Academy have not been in vain!"

Li Chen believed that even if he faced such momentum, he could not face its edge directly. After saying this, he looked down with the attitude of a king.

Li Changqing's face darkened. "I've long been your public enemy in the Divine Capital. Let's completely break off our relationship!"

At this moment, Li Zhengyang followed with a punch. Unexpectedly, he did not dodge. He stepped up the stairs step by step against the wind of the punch and returned to his original position.

In this grand gathering where all the sons of powerful people in Shendu gather, he is unwilling to take even a step back, just like his determination to come to Shendu, to move forward!

There was a loud bang!

Li Zhengyang's fist hit Li Changqing's chest hard, the Qi in his body surged in response, and the Nine Yang Golden Body Technique began to work frantically.

This is the Nine Yang Golden Body Technique that was comprehended by integrating the immortal-level holy artifact Tiangang Divine Shield, and is in no way inferior to the Wanxiang Sword Technique.

The latter is a top-level offensive technique, while the Nine Yang Golden Body Technique is a top-level defensive technique. It is several dimensions stronger than the Tianlu Bell that Qin Feng used to deal with him when he was in the Divine King Sect.

Li Changqing was shrouded in a layer of low pressure, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

As the Nine Yang Golden Body Technique was practiced, his chest was covered with a golden light, like the light cast by the rising sun.

As soon as Li Zhengyang's fist touched the target, it dissipated like morning dew under the rising sun, and a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes.

"How can this be?"

Li Chen was on the top of the ninth floor, his face full of disbelief.

"Where did the opportunity come from that allowed him to cultivate this kind of martial arts that can be described as strong as iron?"

In anger, he clenched his fists tightly together and used his hidden skills to send a message to Li Zhengyang, "Don't hold back, cripple him!"

"Brother, if this boy is not eliminated, there will be endless troubles. The Denglou Society does not allow the use of magical weapons, but his body seems to be a magical weapon!"

Li Long frowned, as if he was even more anxious than Li Yuan. "And the grade is not low, at least Saint grade or above!"

He witnessed how Li Changqing could take on Li Zhengyang head-on and actually shatter the aura of the Divine Wandering Heaven Realm. It was unbelievable.

Upon hearing this, Li Chen's face became even gloomier, and he stared at Li Changqing in the stairwell without saying a word.

Facing Li Changqing who was advancing towards him step by step instead of retreating, Li Zhengyang's eyes were as fierce as a knife and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He underestimated the enemy!

He couldn't name Li Changqing's defensive skills, but they were obviously at the upper Saint level, even approaching the Immortal level.

Li Biao, who was waiting for an opportunity, felt his scalp tingling. He raised his head and looked at Li Mo from a distance.

Li Mo's previous instructions to him were to wait for Li Changqing to get injured and kill him while he was sick. Now he was a little timid.

"He just learned this set of skills!"

Li Mo gritted his teeth and said, "But he climbed a few steps and entered the entrance, and then stepped into the minor success realm!"

To achieve the Saint level of martial arts, each breakthrough in each realm requires a level of hardship, like shedding a layer of skin.

He only took a few steps and broke through two realms. Even though he had seen many geniuses, he couldn't imagine how much extraordinary talent was needed to achieve this.

"Fifth brother, don't exaggerate. Even if a cultivator at the Divine Wandering Earth Realm learns a powerful technique, how can he compete with a cultivator at the Divine Wandering Heaven Realm?"

Li Yuan shook his head in denial.

What he said was absolutely correct in theory. For a cultivator who entered the realm of spiritual journey, every higher level was like a chasm.

But he didn't know that Li Changqing inherited the ancient way of communicating with gods and forged a body of creation.

With such a physique, the Qi sea in the Dantian is like a vast ocean, and the thickness of the spiritual power is far beyond that of Li Zhengyang, and is even not weaker than that of a small saint monk.

As long as he is not knocked down, he can rely on his extraordinary physique to win by exhausting his opponent.

Li Changqing's Nine Yang Golden Body Technique is the ultimate defense.

Li Zhengyang was filled with the aura of wandering in the heavens, but he was still shaken by Li Changqing's step-by-step approach, and his heart was in turmoil.

I heard a tearing sound!

A flash of sword light pierced through his protective barrier, and then the sword energy filled the sky like a torrential rain.

"No, absolutely impossible!"

Li Zhengyang's momentum was broken and he immediately went crazy.

He sensed Li Changqing's sword power, which was wrapped in the magic technique, first devoured his momentum, and then the sword power rushed in like a broken dam.

The evil ways and the righteous ways of cultivation in the world are two completely different paths. How could they be manifested in one person at the same time?

The ruthlessness in Li Zhengyang's chest burst out, and he mobilized all his potential.

If he was defeated by the Divine Wandering Realm, how could he have the face to call himself the pride of Yingtian Academy? How would the Second Prince look at him!

"So what if you learned magic skills!"

Li Zhengyang was conceited and had an advantage in realm, which absolutely crushed Li Changqing. With a light whistle, the tip of the sword picked out countless diamond-shaped spots, like a falling meteorite.

The stairwells of Quexian Building were swept by a strong wind, and with a crackling sound, the handrails on the entire fifth floor broke instantly.

Seven or eight members of the royal family were swept up by this force and fell to the ground with a few thuds, followed by several screams.

Li Chen's face flushed red. "I've carefully cultivated Zheng Yang for several years, spending countless natural resources and treasures. He really lives up to his expectations. I'll have another powerful general under my command in the future!"

While he and the third prince were immersed in infinite joy, the fourth prince's face became extremely solemn and he shook his head frequently.

“Not necessarily, not necessarily!”

"Fourth brother, what do you mean by 'maybe not'? What are you mumbling about? Is there still a chance that Li Changqing can win?"

The third prince Li Long heard his voice and asked with a frown.

Li Sushen looked at him and said nothing.

“That’s not right!”

Li Chen always knew that Li Su was a man of few words but his opinions were often sharp, so he looked at it carefully.

His realm was the highest among all the princes, and when Li Zhengyang launched his strongest attack, he quickly saw the clues.

The murderous intent in Li Changqing's eyes was unusual, and it shot out two dark red rays of light.

"This this……"

Li Mo looked over and his whole body trembled instantly. Li Changqing's gaze at this moment was the same as when he devoured Cui Hao's physique.

Could it be that he...

Li Changqing held the Wanxiang Sword Technique in his right hand and the Tianshimo Magic Skill in his left hand. The aura on his body flowed, making the magic skills and sword power interconnected.

The five princes on the ninth floor all looked nervous at the same time, wishing they could lean their entire bodies down.

Li Zhengyang pointed the sword in his hand forward and concentrated all his strength on the tip of the sword. He unexpectedly broke through to the perfect state of the sword technique that he had painstakingly studied in Yingtian Academy!

"Tianxuan Sword Technique, complete!"

Li Chen trembled all over, and all his previous worries disappeared.

"I heard Zheng Yang say that this sword technique, after reaching its peak, reaches a bottleneck and can never be perfected!"

"I didn't know whether I should be happy or unhappy that he broke through under the pressure of the Sixth Prince!"

Li Mo's eyes flickered, and he immediately signaled to Li Biao.

When Li Changqing and Li Zhengyang's momentum clashed, it was the perfect moment for them to launch a sneak attack.

He didn't care who won or lost, he only cared about how to make Li Changqing's dream of Quexian Tower come true.

Li Biao understood and winked at the two people beside him. They all drew their weapons and were ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

Buzz!

Li Zhengyang's sword stabbed in, and suddenly it was like plunging into a dark and invincible abyss.

Li Changqing's aura seemed to come alive, and the harder Li Zhengyang stabbed, the deeper he stabbed.

The sword seemed to be caught by two strong winds from both directions, and it was immediately difficult to get off the sword. It couldn't retreat, and it couldn't stab in.

My brain suddenly felt like it exploded.

"Oh no, I've been tricked. I'm helping him practice!"

Li Zhengyang's face was ashen, he kept swallowing saliva in his throat, and he showed uncontrollable fear in the face of Li Changqing.