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"In the end, who wins and who loses is not something you can just decide by talking."

Ye Juntian looked at Xiao Ling, his expression showing a hint of emotion.

Xiao Ling, who was not far away, looked at the other party and attacked him directly.

In a flash, he closed in on Ye Juntian and then slashed at him with his sword.

That night, Jun Tian waved his hand, as if he were making something.

In an instant, Xiao Ling rushed to Ye Juntian's side, raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his right hand, and fiercely attacked Ye Juntian's location.

But in that very instant...

Xiao Ling's attack was not affected in any way, and the Xuanyuan Sword that was unleashed struck in front of Ye Juntian.

"How can it be!"

Ye Juntian sensed Xiao Ling's attack approaching, and his expression was filled with shock.

However, at the crucial moment, he could only gather his spiritual power in front of him to block Xiao Ling's sword strike.

"Hypo..."

Before Ye Juntian could react, Xiao Ling's attack had already arrived.

Bang! ! !

With a violent tremor, Ye Juntian was sent flying backward.

The arena was filled with a thick, bloody atmosphere.

The face of Ye Juntian, who was sent flying by the sword, was filled with shock.

He never imagined that his ultimate killing technique would be completely useless.

"Are you wondering why I wasn't stopped?"

Xiao Ling looked at Ye Juntian with a calm expression.

The latter retorted, "Why!"

Ye Juntian never expected it to end like this.

Among the Eternal Night Immortal Clan, there is a top-tier immortal technique called the Law of Suppressing the Heavens.

When this technique is used, it can manifest a restrictive force within the attack.

In combat, the restrictive power manifested in the attack's might will gradually merge into the opponent's body through the opposing techniques.

Once this restrictive power is unleashed, it will instantly deplete the opponent's internal strength.

Not long after he entered the battlefield of the heavens, he successfully mastered the Dharma of Imprisoning Heaven.

Previously, when he fought against Xiang Yu, he used this very move to restrain Xiang Yu's strength, thus causing him to suffer a severe defeat.

He had thought that he could use some tricks to deal with Xiao Ling in front of him, just like he had done with Xiang Yu before, but now it seems that it has obviously exceeded his expectations.

"Pity."

"Your unorthodox methods are completely useless against absolute power."

Xiao Ling looked at the other person, showing no surprise at their behavior.

I'm not going to waste any more time with them.

Xiao Ling swung the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and unleashed a powerful golden sword light, carrying with it the power of a human emperor.

"Humph!"

That night, when Jun Tian saw Xiao Ling's attack coming, he sensed the terrifying power contained within it.

An extremely powerful force rose from the opponent's body.

This power was significantly stronger than before, and that night Juntian was enveloped by such a power.

Above the other's body stood a dark, shadowy figure nearly three to five zhang tall.

"roar~"

With a roar, the dark phantom rushed over and transformed into a majestic figure.

Just by looking at it, the power it exudes is enough to make those with slightly weaker strength unable to contend with it.

Xiao Ling stood on the arena, his sleeves fluttering and his long hair swaying in the wind under the tremors of the illusory image created by Ye Juntian.

At this moment, he could clearly sense that Ye Juntian's strength was constantly increasing.

Although his cultivation level was limited by the battlefields of the heavens, it was ultimately still at the ninth level of the Human Immortal Realm.

However, even with the suppressive force of the rules of the will of the heavens, this strength began to loosen.

The realm remains unchanged, but the strength has undergone a tremendous transformation!

"I, the Holy Son, am determined to win this match!"

That night, Jun Tian exuded a powerful aura, his expression displaying an arrogant and unyielding demeanor that seemed to defy the heavens and earth.

Xiao Ling clearly felt a pressure coming down on him.

Compared to before, the pressure is significantly greater.

"This level of strength is somewhat more interesting than before."

"But to say that victory is assured? That's a bit too early."

Xiao Ling did not feel any panic or worry because of this pressure.

The opponent's strength made him feel that there was something more to it.

"town!"

That night, Jun Tian held a sharp red sword, the blade of which shimmered with a dark, oppressive aura.

The opponent's right hand, holding the sword, slashed towards the void.

Wow!

At that moment, the void was actually cleaved open by the sharp red sword in his hand.

Visible to the naked eye.

That night, the imposing figure behind Jun Tian struck out with a single palm.

At the opening of that void rift, countless forces were being manipulated, thus being affected by the opponent's palm strike.

Gradually, a giant palm phantom, nearly ten feet in size and as large as a mountain, drew ever closer to Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling dodged, seemingly trying to avoid the opponent's palm strike.

only.

The surrounding space seemed to be shaken and chaotic, and it was impossible to tear it apart for a while.

"war!"

Since that's the case, Xiao Ling didn't intend to dodge. Instead, he held the Xuanyuan Sword and directly slashed at the palm strike coming from the other party.

In a head-on clash, who will prevail?

"act recklessly!"

Seeing Xiao Ling's actions, a cold smile appeared in Ye Juntian's eyes.

The opponent is strong, but to think that they can block an attack from me in this state is wishful thinking.

boom! ! !

The Xuanyuan Sword and the giant palm phantom collided, and the entire void was shaken by this attack.

The once stable void barrier now has countless openings, as if slashed by sharp blades.

Both Xiao Ling and Ye Juntian stood on the arena, enduring the onslaught of sharp blades.

If it were an ordinary immortal, their body would probably have been torn to shreds long ago in such an environment.

"Absolutely terrible!"

"Is this the strength of the first and second ranked on the Heavenly Rankings? Such methods and strength are simply beyond our ability to contend with!"

"With such strength, he is probably an absolute cutout among his peers!"

As the arena space trembled, these beings from the battlefields of the heavens, though not actually in it, could still vaguely sense it even in such an environment.

"Is this the true strength of these two people?"

In a world island, the Phoenix Spirit of the Nine Phoenix Immortal Clan stared directly at the battlefield projection in the sky.

Although he was ranked fifth on the list of potential beings in the heavens, looking at the two figures in the projection, he knew that neither of them was someone he could contend with.

That feeling was truly utterly helpless.

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