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Previously, he was very confident that if he were to meet Jiang Feng in the finals, he would definitely be able to win.
However, after seeing Jiang Feng make a breakthrough and kill all the disciples of the Emperor Destruction Sect, all of their confidence disappeared.
Maybe, even if Emperor Annihilation left now, there was no longer a need for him to continue with his immortal way of life. With the strength that Jiang Feng had displayed now, he would definitely be number one.
"Bastard, you dare to kill my Emperor Annihilation disciple? You must be tired of living!" Emperor Annihilation's black-robed old man raised his head slightly and used a pair of incomparably sinister eyes to glare fiercely at Jiang Feng. If the sword energy could kill, he would have already dismembered Jiang Feng.
"The one who mocked is you, and the one who's going to fight is also you. Right now, your Emperor Annihilation disciples are no match for us, yet you were killed by us, the cultivators of the Azure Frost Immortal Domain?"
Lin Qing placed her hands behind her back and shot a sharp, sword-like beam of light towards the black-robed old man, causing the latter's gaze to darken.
Then, he glanced at Lin Qing Shuang and said coldly: "It's not that I can't afford to lose, it's that this evil son has killed our disciple of the Emperor Destruction Realm!"
"I clearly remember that during the previous battle, it was you, the Imperial Destruction disciples, who constantly talked about killing the cultivators of our Azure Frost Immortal Domain. Moreover, in the battle, death and injury are inevitable, and you're not as skilled as others, so what do you think?" Lin Qing said with a mocking expression on her face.
The old man let out a cold snort and angrily said, "If that's the case, then our disciple will kill your Blue Frost Immortal Domain's cultivator and your master won't be able to hold it in."
"Not like you." Lin Qing replied indifferently.
"Wei Zhen, you go for the next match!" The old man let out a cold snort. His gaze turned towards the nine disciples as he gave the order.
"Alright!" "Yes," a disciple responded, and then walked out of the group.
This person was dressed just like the others, in a black robe, exuding a murderous aura, without the slightest hint of emotion. However, what was different about him was that in one of his sleeves, there was nothing.
This was a one-armed person, but before, when this person was with the other disciples, no one noticed that he was missing an arm. However, now that he walked out of the group and attracted everyone's attention, he was discovered.
"Now, let me fight you!" The one-armed Wei Zhen looked at Jiang Feng who was above the ninth heaven and said coldly with a powerful and confident voice.
"I don't want to bully a handicapped person. It's better for you to attack with the other eight people, so that you don't have to waste time." Jiang Feng's clothes fluttered in the wind as he spoke, shocking the spectators with his words, causing them to laugh out loud.
Even if he lost an arm, he would still not be a simple person. His cultivation was at least not that much weaker than the disciple who was killed previously, but Jiang Feng actually said that he would not bully the handicapped, and let him work with the other nine.
Wei Zhen's eyes trembled, he was so angry that his teeth chattered. His arm was crippled, and because he was practicing a kind of overbearing Ancient God Scripture, he had no choice but to cut off one of his arm. But now, Jiang Feng was laughing at him.
"Damn it, I will let you know how powerful I am!" Wei Zhen opened his mouth and roared. He instantly rushed up to the highest point in the sky. Wherever he went, space itself began to distort and immediately began to explode.
The anger filled Wei Zhen's chest, causing his eyes to be filled with endless killing intent, he only wanted to kill Jiang Feng immediately, and let this guy know the consequences of speaking wrongly, and also let him know how serious the consequences would be after killing an Emperor Destruction Cultivator!
"He's not much stronger than the person I just killed." Jiang Feng swept his gaze downwards slightly, staring at Wei Zhen who was rushing over like a rainbow, with a single glance, he could see through the other party's cultivation, so he should also be at the peak of the Soul Realm. He should be able to build six or seven soul altars, and he was still a little short of nine, but he was way stronger than the majority of the Soul Realm cultivators.
The disciple who was killed earlier also had a similar cultivation.
Jiang Feng slightly urged his immortal elemental energy, holding onto the snow slaying sword, he opened his mouth wide: "Slash through the air!"
The roiling sound waves instantly exploded in the sky. Immediately after, the snow slaying sword followed suit and hacked downwards.
"Arm of the Ancient God!" Wei Zhen roared in rage as astonishing destructive power exploded from his arm. He threw a punch towards Tu Xue Jian.
Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. Wei Zhen was also a ruthless man. How terrifying was the supreme immortal treasure's power? He only used his fist to contend against it? He was overestimating himself.
Clang!
When Wei Zhen's fist and Tu Xue Jian's fist collided, it emitted a metallic sound, like the sound of two pieces of darksteel clashing together.
The Slaughtering Snow Sword was sent flying back as it let out a buzzing sound.
Wei Zhen retracted his fist. Unexpectedly, he was safe and sound. His arm seemed like it was forged out of darksteel. It was indestructible and even the most sacred immortal treasure was unable to harm him in the slightest.
Although he retracted his fist, Wei Zhen's killing intent did not stop, and continued towards Jiang Feng.
"Hmph, the ancient scripture Wei Zhen cultivated is a taboo technique from the Immortal Ancient. It was created by a saint. In order to make the killing power stronger, he took the initiative to lose an arm. How could a sacred treasure do such a thing? Wei Zhen is fearless!" The old man in black from the Imperial Destruction Clan watched the battle in the sky with a cold smile on his face. He was in a good mood as he spoke.
However, not long after he finished speaking, his expression abruptly changed as he looked at the sky in disbelief.
Wei Zhen's body exploded at that moment, leaving only a cloud of bloody mist in the air.
"This!"
"What's going on?"
Stunned, he mumbled to himself.
He was a highly respected elder of the Emperor's Destruction realm. His cultivation base was close to that of a saint and he had seen many things, but he had never thought that he would be shocked by this scene today.
Wei Zhen's fist had obviously sent the most holy immortal flying. Why did it suddenly shatter into pieces?
"He can't even withstand a single blow!" Jiang Feng, who was above the ninth heaven, said in a cold voice, without being shocked. He held a longsword in his hand, and looked down on all things in the world, as if he was invincible and undefeatable.
Wei Zhen was indeed strong, but no matter how strong he was, with just his physical body, it was impossible for him to defend against the attacks of the supreme immortal treasures.
"It's sword intent!" After staring blankly for a while, the old man from the Emperor Destruction realm suddenly spoke up. Even though Wei Zhen had used his fist to repel the Supreme Celestial Treasure, the sword intent from the sword had already penetrated deep into his sea of consciousness. Then, the sword intent materialized in his sea of consciousness and killed Wei Zhen from inside out.
"This guy, how did he manage to comprehend such an exquisite sword technique and can even use sword intent to kill!" The old man said in shock. Right now, two of his disciples had already been killed, and these two, were the two cultivators with the highest cultivation among the cultivators he had brought along, if even they were not his match, who could kill Jiang Feng?