Emperor Qiankun

It was precisely at this critical juncture of dramatic changes that things began to unfold.

The situation on the field suddenly changed!

The old ox, like a ferocious beast on the battlefield, suddenly exerted its strength, and a sharp blade flashed past.

He actually killed a cultivator at the ninth level of the Heavenly Gang Realm with his blade!

Its ranking subsequently soared to twentieth.

Just as he was about to press his advantage and lightly touched the ground with his toes, preparing to leap onto another dragon-rising platform.

Suddenly, a clear thud came from behind.

He felt a chill and turned his head in response to the sound.

A woman with a graceful figure and a charming face gracefully stepped onto the stage.

It was Wu Ling'er.

At that moment, the old ox gave a sly smile, and the weapon in his hand had already quietly changed.

He held a long, jet-black staff, about half a zhang long.

The staff is made of an extraordinary material, seemingly forged from some rare and exotic metal, with a glossy black color and a faint, cold gleam.

This long staff was meticulously crafted at great expense by some wealthy young master, but unexpectedly it ended up in the hands of the old ox and became his weapon.

But after all, the name of the Purple Gold Hammer is too famous and attracts too much attention.

At this moment, the old ox, having transformed into a blond-haired youth using the Thousand Faces Disguise Technique, naturally had to change into a more 'low-key' weapon.

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Wu Ling'er, on the other hand, held a long sword. Although the blade was not fully revealed, it already exuded an unusual aura.

However, Wu Ling'er did not rush to use her longsword, but instead waved her sleeve.

Several small swords, gleaming with an eerie light, shot out like lightning!

These small swords, only an inch long, contain terrifying energy and are incredibly powerful.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Ling'er moved swiftly, following closely behind the small sword, shooting out like a ghost.

Instead of following the usual path, she planned to first use a hidden weapon to distract the old ox before launching a fierce attack.

But such clever tricks are futile in the face of absolute strength.

Suddenly, the old ox swung his long staff, which spun like the wind, forming an impenetrable barrier.

"Bang bang bang..."

The rapidly approaching swords were all knocked to the ground by this force, their power instantly dissipating.

However, at the very moment the small sword exploded...

Suddenly, plumes of poisonous fog filled the air.

Although the smell of the poisonous fog was not fishy or rotten, it carried an indescribable nausea that was enough to disturb one's thoughts.

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Also at this time.

Wu Ling'er paused slightly in her steps, then gently raised her hand and poured out a mysterious power from her spatial bag.

As her thoughts raced, the opening of the spatial bag suddenly swung open.

Immediately afterwards, countless Gu worms surged out like a tidal wave, covering the sky and blotting out the sun.

These Gu worms are quite different from those commonly seen; far from being ugly, they exude a strange 'beauty'.

They are agile, swift, and highly intelligent, as if they possess their own will.

Under Wu Ling'er's skillful control, these Gu worms surged forth like a black torrent towards the old ox.

At the same time, Wu Ling'er herself moved, holding a long sword, and stabbed the old ox like lightning!

Clearly, she intended to win decisively and completely defeat her opponent.

Faced with this terrifying army of Gu worms, the old ox remained calm and composed, his mind unwavering.

He smiled calmly, his long staff swung like the wind, the shadows of the staff weaving into an impenetrable net.

It encompasses everything from the sky above to the platform below, covering the entire Rising Dragon Platform.

This scene sparked a flurry of discussion among the audience, with everyone expressing their own opinions.

The cultivators had differing opinions on the battle.

Most cultivators in the Southern Frontier Continent were not optimistic about Old Yellow Ox, believing that he was bound to lose.

However, some cultivators from the Central Plains, in order to contradict the cultivators from the Southern Frontier, actually started supporting the old ox.

The scene became incredibly lively.

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the other side.

Li Qingyuan also noticed this scene, but he was extremely confident in the old ox's strength.

In his opinion, if this guy really went all out, he probably wouldn't be a match for him.

Therefore, he was not worried about the safety of the old ox at all.

Instead, he chuckled inwardly, knowing that this fellow was just having fun.

Otherwise, I'd really have to hit him with all my might...

That force was probably too much for even Wu Ling'er to withstand; she would be seriously injured if not killed.

And at this time.

Then the Gu worms fell one after another in the strong wind created by the shadow of the stick.

The sounds of rustling and crackling were incessant, as everything was knocked down and rendered lifeless.

Upon seeing this, Wu Ling'er's expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.

These Gu worms were cultivated by her with considerable effort and expense...

Now that most of them have been wiped out, how could she not feel heartache and pain?

But her movements became increasingly swift!

It was as if they wanted to transform all their resentment and anger into strength.

In just two breaths, he was in front of his opponent, and his longsword was thrust out decisively, aiming straight for the vital point.

But the old ox was prepared, and suddenly swung his big stick.

In an instant, an overwhelming and domineering power suddenly appeared, and the jet-black staff shone with a dazzling golden light.

Like a blazing sun in the sky, it illuminates the world with brilliance.

The dazzling shadows of the sticks blotted out the sky.

It loomed down like a mountain.

It collided with the longsword with a deafening roar.

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"Boom——"

With a deafening explosion, the large club and the longsword collided violently.

However, what was unexpected was...

When the longsword was struck by the large club, it did not emit a clear hum.

Instead, it twisted like a serpent, cleverly avoiding the direct impact of the large stick.

Then it transformed into a streak of light, flashed out, and attacked its opponent once again.

This attack was unexpected and contained a sharp intent to kill in one blow!

Outside the arena, many cultivators were stunned into silence by this scene.

They never expected that the seemingly ordinary longsword in Wu Ling'er's hand would actually be a soft sword, capable of displaying such amazing changes at crucial moments.

Immediately, the crowd erupted in a cacophony of voices.

Some people exclaimed in alarm, believing that this attack at such a critical moment was enough to kill the blond-haired boy on the spot;

Some people sighed deeply, lamenting the twists and turns of this battle;

Some people gloated, secretly hoping for the young punk's miserable end.

Even the cultivators of the Southern Frontier Continent couldn't wait to start celebrating.

It was as if that blond-haired brat's death was imminent!

They started popping champagne at halftime, enjoying the joy of victory ahead of time.

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