"First level peak?"

Everyone looked horrified.

When ninety-nine percent of people break through to the saint realm, the rules are only for the early stage of the first level. The middle stage of the first stage is quite rare. And it has only been a long time since Emperor Li broke through to the saint realm. It will not exceed four months if he is full.

That's all, but his sword rules are already at the peak of the first level.

It can be seen from this that Emperor Li suppressed his cultivation for a long time for this Halloween Conference, ranging from ten years to a hundred years or even longer.

"With the sword rules at the top of the first level, wouldn't he be invincible?"

Su Yuntian said with a solemn expression.

Qin Hai said: "It cannot be said that he is invincible. According to my observation, Feng Qingyu from Daohuang Pavilion may have the strength to fight against Emperor Li."

"Feng Qingyu?"

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sword emperor pavilion warrior.

Xu Chen also looked over.

Feng Qingyu seemed to be aware of it, turned around and looked right into Xu Chen's eyes.

To Xu Chen's expectation, Feng Qingyu nodded slightly towards him with a smile.

Xu Chen nodded in return, then took the initiative to look away and whispered: "What an amazing person."

at the same time.

There was a roar of discussion in the audience.

Li Tianhuang made a strong move and defeated Fang Xu with one sword, shocking everyone and successfully regaining everyone's attention.

In the fifth game of the third round, Haocang Sect played against Tianji Pavilion.

…

One battle after another.

Fourth round.

The opponent of Lingyun Palace is Xianxia Holy Land.

Xianxia Holy Land unexpectedly surrendered directly.

Feng Qingzong versus Haocang Sect.

Xu Xing and Su Zhuo confront each other in the air.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but look forward to it.

Xu Xing, one of the dark horses, has defeated many saints.

Su Zhuo, the sage, understood the rules of wind.

It is worth noting that both Xu Xing and Su Zhuo are good at speed.

In the collision between the two, who wins in the end?

On the arena.

Su Zhuo looked at Xu Xing with a solemn expression.

The Halloween Convention has now progressed, and no one dares to underestimate Xu Xing and Xu Chen anymore.

Su Zhuo recognized Xu Xing's strength, but didn't think Xu Xing could beat him in speed.

"Xu Xing, be careful!"

As a reminder, Su Zhuo's figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot strangely, blending into the wind silently.

"Huh?"

"It disappeared, where is the person?"

When everyone in the audience saw Su Zhuo suddenly disappearing on the spot, they all opened their eyes, trying to find any trace of Su Zhuo.

However.

Their cultivation level is too low, how could they discover Su Zhuo's traces.

Xu Xing stood on the spot, holding a long sword, and suddenly swung his sword towards the uninhabited land in front of him. The sword light tore through the void, and then only heard a bang, the sword light and the fist force collided together, making a low sound.

of explosions.

A figure staggered out of the wind.

It's Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo glanced at Xu Xing in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xing could see his traces clearly.

"Shua~"

The rules of the wind surged around him, and Su Zhuo's body disappeared from the same place again like a twisted afterimage.

Next.

Su Zhuo launched a fierce offensive.

Everyone in the audience saw this scene.

Su Zhuo was nowhere to be seen.

I saw extremely sharp wind blades suddenly appearing from the void, and then covering Xu Xing from all directions.

"Chi chi chi chi chi..."

The wind blade is like a magic weapon, extremely sharp, cutting the void into pieces.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

Xu Xing waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy was like rain, crushing every wind blade that came at him one by one.

"Want to compete with me for speed? That's as you wish!"

Xu Xing gave a low drink.

A scoff.

The clothes on the back were stretched out.

Strips of cloth are flying.

A pair of huge roc wings grew out of his body.

The heavenly demon changes, the peng changes!

Seeing this, countless spectators in the audience were refreshed. A wonderful competition was about to begin.

Xu Xing or Su Zhuo, who is faster?

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Xing's body swayed slightly, and his figure disappeared strangely.

The next moment.

The swords were everywhere on the arena.

The wind blade surges into the sky.

The sword energy and the wind blade are constantly clashing.

Everyone only saw the constant collision between the sword energy and the wind blade, but it was difficult to see the two figures.

"This, this, what does this make us think?"

"Both of them are too fast."

Everyone in the audience stared with wide eyes. They couldn't even see the afterimages of Xu Xing and Su Zhuo, let alone watch the battle.

While everyone in the audience was discussing, Su Zhuo felt horrified in his heart. He really couldn't accept it now that Xu Xing's speed was not as fast as his.

Su Zhuo waved his hand, and a sheet of wind blades formed, and then shot out towards Xu Xingbiao overwhelmingly.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

Xu Xing's figure was torn into pieces by the wind blade.

Still just an afterimage of Xu Xing

Almost at the same time.

Xu Xing's figure appeared behind Su Zhuo, "I have experienced your speed, but this is the case. It's time for this battle to end."

After the words fell, Xu Xing swung his sword.

This sword is very fast.

Incredibly fast.

Like electric light.

Like a startled roar.
To be continued...